In the end, it still had to be solved according to the ancient method, which is why Xu Song did not hesitate to use such a powerful energy to use the sky finger when he was beating Chen Wannian.

It's more or less emotional!

He hated it, hated that he couldn't use his abilities, and ended up having to sacrifice women in exchange for peace.

Perhaps it was from the moment he met Bai Meng that Xu Song understood that everyone was afraid of the Demon Race and the Yao Race, but they hadn't done anything harmful.

On the contrary, this protoss has been admired by everyone for generations, but if you are not happy, they will destroy you.

Swipe, swipe, swipe!

At this moment, all the clansmen from the Eighteen Villages in Southern Xinjiang and the seven or eight hilltops around them knelt down in unison.

No one knows why it can be so unified.

Gu Chen and others looked around, not only these people on Guming Mountain, but also those on the opposite mountain, and those on the next mountain, tens of thousands of people knelt down in unison at this moment.

"Respectfully invite Mr. Xu to be promoted to the Miao King of our eighteen villages in southern Xinjiang!"

"What the people want! This is the will of the people, it is God's will, please don't shirk!"

"Master Xu, please be the king of Miao!"

It can be said that if Chen Wannian saw this kind of card, he would probably vomit two catties of blood.

When he was alive, he didn't have such a big card to make tens of thousands of people kneel down and call him Miao Wang.

What people do willingly, and what they threaten with force are two different things.

Xu Song's wife is a saint of the previous generation, and the old mother-in-law is a saint of the previous generation. Although Grandma Bai's skills have faded and she no longer has the qualifications to be a saint, this position is passed down from her after all.

Now his daughter is recognized as the next saint.

He deserves to be the King of Miao!

And everyone has also seen his strength and ability, Chen Wannian is such an arrogant guy, he didn't even escape his big move in the end.

Perhaps in the eyes of many people in southern Xinjiang, this time should be the most glorious moment for a man.

But Xu Song didn't care about this at all. If he really wanted to be the Miao King, this position would have been his already.

Someone mentioned this matter twenty years ago, but instead of agreeing to it, he tricked Bai Meng away and flew away!

People in their twenties didn't want things, and now they are even less interested.

"I'm getting old, so I need to know how to let the virtuous! In my hands, Nanjiang may not have much development. It should be said that it won't go backwards, so I'm lucky! But I can recommend someone to you!" Xu Song put his hands behind his back Said softly.

Everyone looked at each other in dismay.

The difference between these people is too great, Chen Wannian dreamed of being the king of Miao, but Xu Song shook his head when he heard it, it would be tiring for a dog to sit in this position.

The owners of several other villages looked at him one after another.

"Southern Border has been without an owner for twenty years!"

"Young Master Xu, stop joking. Is there anyone in southern Xinjiang who is more self-confident than you as Miao King?!"

"Being the Miao King is not just to follow the heavens and respond to people's hearts. Besides you, is there any other suitable candidate?!" JrNovels.com