After comforting the people from the Feixiang Tribe, Murong Ningyue then brought everyone back to the White Tiger Tribe. Seeing Murong Ningyue and others returning to the Lordae priest, he hurriedly greeted him.

This time, Gu Lizhi followed Murong Ningyue, while the Lordae priest stayed in the tribe and practiced the Bagua Formation with the priests of other tribes.

The Lordae was ready to show off her skills, but she saw that Murong Ningyue and others had returned in triumph. The news that the Crazy Lion Tribe was retired had already been passed back, and the Lordae had known this a long time ago.

"Miss Murong, you are back!"

When Murong Ningyue saw the Lord's priest's longing look, she could see what the Lord's priest was thinking at first sight. Murong Ningyue immediately smiled and said, "Lodan's priest, your priest legion was of great use, but later something happened, and the solution of the Crazy Lion Tribe was smooth, so your priest legion was not useful for the time being."

Hearing Murong Ningyue say this, the Lord's priest was disappointed, while Gu Lizhi was excited. After all, he was involved in the previous incident, which formed a sharp contrast with the Lord's priest's expression.

Seeing this, Murong Ningyue said to the Lordae Sacrifice again: "By the Lordae Sacrifice, my cultivation has improved a lot during this period. I will help you refine the body washing pill that I promised to help you refine in the next few days."

As soon as Murong Ningyue said this, the Lord's sacrificial sacrifice suddenly turned sad to joy, thanked Murong Ningyue repeatedly before walking down excitedly.

Gu Lizhi also brought his soldiers to celebrate, and only Lin'er and Ye Yaorao were left beside Murong Ningyue.

Lin'er had almost nothing to say along the way. Murong Ningyue knew that Lin'er's personality was not like this, but she seemed to have an instinctive fear of Ye Yaorao Lin'er, so she acted so reserved.

Although Murong Ningyue didn't understand the reason, she felt a little funny when she saw Lin'er's appearance.

"Sister Murong, it seems that the matter has been resolved almost, and it is time for me to return to the Sea of ​​Death."

Lin'er's eyes showed a hint of uneasiness when she was talking. Of course, Murong Ningyue couldn't bear to let Lin'er go, but Murong Ningyue still remembered what Zhenwu said before.

If Lin'er left the Sea of ​​Death for too long, there might be some chaos. Therefore, Murong Ningyue did not say anything to keep him, but nodded and said, "Well, Sister Lin'er, be careful all the way. When I find Xiaobao, I will definitely go to the Sea of ​​Death to see you!"

When Lin'er heard Murong Ningyue say this, she showed a sweet smile and said, "Well! I'm waiting for you in the Sea of ​​Death!"

After saying that, Lin'er's figure disappeared from the spot, and Murong Ningyue quickly regained her spirits after a brief moment of sadness.

In order to celebrate the conquering the Feixiang Tribe and driving away the Crazy Lion Tribe, a grand banquet was held in the White Tiger Tribe. No one expected that the White Tiger Tribe, led by Murong Ningyue, would reach the height of today.

You should know that the White Tiger Tribe can be on par with the Cangmang Plain. This is undoubtedly the greatest affirmation for the White Tiger Tribe.

After the banquet, the leader of Gu Lizhi and the priests of Luodan were drunk. They did not expect that the White Tiger Tribe could reach today. They were the most excited as the natives of the White Tiger Tribe.
Chapter completed!