After Gu Lizhi finished speaking, he lowered his head and did not dare to look at Murong Ningyue again. Gu Lizhi was very clear about Murong Ningyue's personality.

Gu Lizhi had an inappropriate idea about Murong Ningyue before, but later Gu Lizhi completely threw this idea out of his mind. A woman like Murong Ningyue is not something he can get involved. It would be better to be a younger brother to Murong Ningyue obediently.

After listening to what Gu Lizhi said, Murong Ningyue not only did not become as furious as Gu Lizhi thought, but instead showed a bright smile.

Seeing this, Gu Lizhi whispered to the Lordae priest beside him: "Miss Murong is okay? How can she laugh? Could it be that she was so stupid, right?"

"You are just so stupid! You are ready now. I, Matthew, will send me a letter to the Feixiang Tribe!"

After Murong Ningyue finished speaking, he found Bimo and started writing. When Gu Lizhi saw Murong Ningyue's actions, he was stunned at first, and then said with a worried look on his face: "Miss Murong, are you going to declare war on the Feixiang Tribe? We are not their opponents. The most urgent thing is to stabilize them, even if it is possible to cede some territory to exchange for some time!"

The Lordae angrily said, "Gu Lizhi, when did you become so cowardly? If you really give in, the Feixiang Tribe will only advance step by step, and our situation will be more passive. In my opinion, Miss Murong should be writing a war letter. Since Miss Murong is back, we will fight to the death with their Feixiang Tribe. Although their strength occupies the wind, we are the defensive side, but we have the right to use the priest to fight, and there is no chance of winning."

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"Class leader Gu Lizhi, please hand over this letter to the patriarch of Feixiang Tribe now!"

Gu Lizhi took the letter and said with a good look: "Miss Murong, what did you say in this letter? Is it a letter of peace or a letter of war?"

Murong Ningyue shook her head and said mysteriously: "None of them! Just send this letter!"

Seeing Murong Ningyue unwilling to say something, Gu Lizhi didn't ask any more questions. Since Murong Ningyue had already made a decision, he would do it. Now Murong Ningyue is the real backbone of the White Tiger Tribe, so Gu Lizhi certainly would not have any doubts about Murong Ningyue's words.

After Gu Lizhi left with a letter, Murong Ningyue said to the Lordae Sacrifice: "Lodan Sacrifice, how many people are there in our White Tiger Tribe and other affiliated tribes?"

The Lordae priest replied after hearing this: "Miss Murong, we, the White Tiger Tribe, have a total of fifteen sacrifices. If we count the sacrifices of the other twenty tribes, it will be less than two hundred in total.

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Murong Ningyue nodded and asked, "Then how are the cultivation of these priests? If they unite together, can they be sure to deal with the warriors of the Feixiang Tribe?"

The Lordae Sacrifice looked embarrassed and said, "This... the cultivation of these priests is indeed a little lower. My cultivation is the highest, but it is just a nine-star bronze priest. As for other priests, there are only a dozen people who can reach the six-star bronze priest."

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