"Well, this time the White House is victorious, can't give Long Qingfeng any hope of a comeback!" Bai Jinyi's voice revealed a killing.

Meng Yi saw that there was nothing on his side, and he volunteered to say: "The Lord, the kid has a sigh of relief, do you want to deal with it?"

"Take him to the main hall. I have something to ask him. In addition, you will interrogate the prisoners and ask them if they know the third secret base of Ghost Solomon." Night Yu Yu said quietly.

"Yes!" Meng Yi turned and left.

The night wind boasted on the body of the night feathers and white brocade, a little cool.

This is not the wind of the king of medicine, there is no scent of medicine in the wind, only bloody, it is the killing of the day, the taste of blood.

Among the halls, when the night feathers and Bai Jinyi arrived here, many elders, the heads of various branches, and the small family owners have arrived.

However, everyone did not start to discuss matters, it seems that waiting for the arrival of Bai Jinyi.

"Some things have been delayed, let the uncles wait for a long time." Bai Jinyi appeared at the door of the temple, while walking inside, the mouth was cold.

In the past, there were elders present, and Bai Jinyi’s position was partial to the door. After all, Bai Jinyi was a junior in front of them, but now it is different!

From the moment he entered the door, Bai Jinyi discovered that there were two chairs left beside the elders. Needless to say, this was left for myself and Yu Yu.

"Well, people are together, the family meeting begins." The elders saw the night feathers and Bai Jinyi sat down, stood up from the stone bench, and glanced around the hall.

Everyone on the face is filled with excitement, and if it is difficult to die, there will be a blessing!

This turn over means that Ghost Rommen is down, Bai Jia, Yao Wang Valley has stood up again! The situation on the mainland is still unification, but it is a surname.

"Great elders, elders, I feel that we have won a great victory this time. The ghosts of Ghosts are not threatening to us. We should return to Yaowang Valley tomorrow morning and arrange for people to take over the forces on the mainland. Otherwise, when the news spreads, some families who are trying to get out of the way will get started, so we can't do it."

A 50-year-old chunky middle-aged man stood up from the crowd.

The white family is a big family. It comes out from the bloodline of Bai Jinyi. There are many branches. Although it is also surnamed Bai, the status of those branches in Baijia is much lower. This chunky middle-aged is a branch. One member.

His words have revealed the voices of many people, mainly the small family owners of those branches. They enjoy relatively few resources in the interior of Baifu. Now the site of Ghosts is returned to Yaowang Valley, with Bai Jinyi and the great elders. Those people are bound to be unable to manage such a huge territory.

In this way, these branches will be useful, and the young, middle-aged man proposed this condition, half of which is public and half is private.

The words of the chunky middle-aged people made many branch owners secretly nod. The family forces in the mainland invaded the industry of Ghosts, which is equivalent to grabbing meat from their bowls! How can they not be anxious?

The following owners are careful to think about the eyes of the elders, but also the white brocade and the night feathers.

"Ziyang, although your proposal is somewhat reasonable, it is a bit abrupt. Before the White House was temporarily defeated, it is more important for the White House to recuperate and consolidate itself. As for the industries of Ghosts, it is ours, who is Can't take it away!" The elders' voice was a little cold.