"The New Thought Ancestor is not in the Qingyun Tribe."
An Qingyun's face was grim!
He never imagined that one day, his own son would put the entire Qingyun Tribe, with its thousands of members, in such a grave crisis.
"Then where is he?"
Yin Juexing's tone had a sinister chill to it.
It seemed that if An Qingyun didn't comply with his wishes, he'd meet a terrible end.
"I don't know." An Qingyun shook his head.
"You don't know?"
Upon hearing this, Yin Juexing burst into laughter.
Though it seemed like an ordinary smile, in the eyes of the many members of the Qingyun Tribe, it was undoubtedly like a devil's grin.
"Poison Vortex, he says he doesn't know. What should we do?"
Yin Juexing smiled and looked at Poison Vortex.
"Simple."
Poison Vortex also chuckled lightly.
Then he waved his hand!
Swish swish swish!!!
Immediately, the bodies of the Poison Vortex Tribe's strong warriors behind him moved!
Like ferocious starving wolves, their eyes full of malice!
