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"Grandpa Xing, Grandpa Jiao said that you're not allowed to sing that woman. Are you talking about the song you taught us? Who is that woman? "

Xing Qian smiled and shook his head in the face of A'Mu's doubt. He didn't answer, but when A'Mu saw that his questions were futile, he glared at Xing Gan. He pouted, pouting as he ran forward.

In front of him was a middle-aged man who was similarly handsome. When he saw Xing Gan, the corner of his mouth curved into a smile, but he couldn't hide the deep look of exhaustion and worry in his eyes.

"Uncle Xing, you're here!"

"Why are you looking for me so urgently?"

The man frowned and let out a sigh. He looked worriedly at Ah Mu and said, "The fourth Celestial Demon Battle is about to begin."

Xing Qian frowned, his expression turning serious. "Why is it so hasty this time?"

The man shook his head. "I don't know. This time, the clan head is probably talking about this matter." After a moment of hesitation, he asked, "Uncle Xing, what do you think we should do?"

Xing Qian shook his head helplessly. "I don't know either. Just one step."

The man instantly grew anxious. "Uncle Xing, don't tell me you want to see our clansmen die on the battlefield one by one?" There aren't many of us in the Tree Spirit race to begin with. After a single battle, just how many will be left? The last time was Qing Er, this time … I'm going to stop the Clan Chief! If we can't make peace with the Immortal Demon, we must at least protect our Tribe from the flames of war! "

Xing Qian immediately put a hand on the man's shoulder to stop him from moving forward. You should know the Clan Chief's personality. He was someone who experienced the second and third Celestial Demon Wars. Since you're speaking empty words, how could he possibly agree with you? "

"Do we really have to watch our own people die one by one?"

Xing Qian shook his head, a hint of hesitation flashing through his eyes, but it only lasted for a moment before growing resolute. "I'm prepared to agree to his request!"

"Agree to his request … "Then aren't you …"

"But, I have no choice. You have already lost your wife, I don't want any of you to lose your children or loved ones. If I give up my life, I can save everyone, then I would rather die a thousand times! Do you remember our faith? "

"Bai Yi …"

Xing Qian sighed. "She lost her own blood and saved everyone's lives. Then why can't I bleed everyone else to save even more people?"

Pain flashed across the man's eyes as he whispered, "If you do this, what will the children think? You have taught them so much for so many years, and if you do this, aren't you afraid that they will think that they have misjudged you, and lose the one and only thing that you have given them? "

"So …" Xing Qian paused, looking at the man firmly. "And you!" "You will continue to teach them in my place. For nothing else but your dead wife …"

"Hu …"

Xing Qian and the man simultaneously lifted their heads to look at the giant tree at the top of the mountain. Their expressions were complicated as they shook their heads and walked toward the peak of the mountain. Behind them, the innocent Ah Mu brother scratched his head, unable to understand what his father and Grandfather Xing were talking about.

The peak of the mountain was not very high, and there was nothing special about it. The only sign that could be seen was that huge tree with a radius of several meters.

However, he had never seen such a tall and white poplar before. At the moment, the tree was packed with people, young and old, all of them looking confused. Perhaps some of them had already guessed what was going on, but there was an extra look of worry on their faces.

By the time Xing Qian and the man arrived, the patriarch, Grandpa Jiao, was already slowly standing on top of a huge rock several meters high beneath the tree. He raised his wooden staff and the noisy crowd quieted down, waiting for the patriarch to speak.

"Last night, I received news about the rise of the Monster race!"

When the crowd heard this, a commotion broke out. Xing Qian and the man looked at each other, bitterness filling their eyes. The matter they were most worried about had happened.

"Quiet!" The staff struck the ground, causing a strong wind to blow. Those who were close to the staff involuntarily took a few steps back. The originally crowded crowd immediately became even more upset.

"Everyone should have already guessed what it is, right? I, Jiao Xiang, as the elder, am one of the 12 leaders, and also your clan leader. This time, I will definitely lead you all in a brilliant war, and contribute my best to the rise of our Demon Clan! "

"Is … Is this battle to be fought …"

It was unknown who's weak voice sounded from within the crowd, but in this quiet environment, everyone could hear it clearly. These words expressed a kind of hesitation, a kind of cowardice, and even more so a withdrawal from the rise of the demon race.

Jiao Xiang's expression changed as he shouted, "Who said that?"

The surroundings were deathly silent. Seeing his expression, no one dared to admit it. Jiao Xiang was so angry that his entire body trembled. The joints of his hands that tightly gripped the wooden staff turned white, but no one made a sound.

I know that he is not a person who said those words out of anger. Rather, after he said those words, no one actually refuted him. What does this mean? It meant that no matter how important it was, everyone avoided war.

"Hmph, let me tell you, we didn't start the war between Immortal and Demon!" This world no longer allows us to live in peace. This is the fourth time, the fourth time! Think of your loved ones, think of your children, how many died in war, how many died in longing? Would they not take revenge? Is your son going to continue bleeding? "

The people below all lowered their heads in shame or contemplation.

Seeing the situation, Jiao Xiang's complexion looked a bit better. He said in a deep voice: "Everyone think about it, if we do not fight, the other demon clan would go all out. But if we stay at the back and enjoy the win, who would feel comfortable? Furthermore, we are also a member of the demon race. If we do not contribute to the future of our demon race, you all can ask yourself, do you still have the face to face with those dead warriors? "

Everyone's hearts were shaken as they once again began whispering to each other. After listening in detail, they began to argue.

"But, no matter what, we demi-humans or immortals can't all be wiped out. Then, does that mean the war will last forever?"

The discussion came to an abrupt end as everyone looked towards the direction of the voice. It was the devil-looking Ah Mu.

Jiao Xiang was also silent. A trace of exhaustion flashed across his eyes, but it was hidden well. It disappeared in a flash, and there was nothing unusual about it.

Jiao Xiang sighed and said softly, "Ah Mu …"

Ah Mu's father immediately placed Ah Mu behind him and said in a low voice, "Patriarch, Ah Mu is only a child!"

Jiao Xiang waved his hand, "It's fine, I won't do anything to him. This war, other than the children, our tribe must participate. However, if there is one person who is willing to agree to the previous conditions, then the casualties in my clan this time around can be minimized … "

"I promise!"

The one who spoke was Xing Gan. For the first time, his stern face didn't appear gentle. Instead, it was filled with determination and determination.

"For the sake of the clan members, I agree to your previous request."

"Alright!"

There was a trace of joy on Jiao Xiang's face as he shouted: "This gathering is over! How you lived before will continue from now on! There is no need to talk about the war! There is no need to lament about death!" "Let's disperse …"

None of them showed any excitement on their faces. Instead, most of them seemed to be at a loss. They looked at Xing Qian with doubtful expressions before slowly walking away.

"Uncle Xing, you clearly know that this gathering is to force you to your death, so why did you agree?"

Xing Qian shook his head. "Even if we can avoid this, what about next time?" "Last time, I sacrificed your wife. I don't want to sacrifice my life and innocent people this time around."

"But …"

"There's no need to speak any further. The chief is waiting for me. Take good care of these children for me."

Leaving behind the anxious man and the confused Ah Mu, Xing Gan turned around and walked toward Jiao Xiang without a second thought.

Jiao Xiang's residence was a tree hole with two stone stools and a stone table. This tree was very large and over a hundred zhang tall. It looked very ancient, but compared to the white tree on the mountain peak, it was nothing.

"I didn't think that you would actually agree to that condition. I've always thought that since you're so kind, you won't do it no matter what."

"However, if I don't do it, countless of our clansmen will die. The Demon Race will unite with the outside world and fight within. At that time, our clan will truly be exterminated."

Jiao Xiang sighed, "Do you think I don't want to join this war? I've already experienced it twice and I really don't have the strength to experience it a third time. "

"That's right." Xing Gan sat on a stone bench, his fingers tapping lightly on the stone table. His brow was furrowed, and his tapping speed became faster and faster, faster and faster. He came to a sudden halt, saying, "You don't have a choice, nor do I. I actually don't hate you, because you and I did it for the sake of our clansmen."

Jiao Xiang looked at Xing Gan. At this moment, he didn't have the dignity of a patriarch in the slightest. Instead, he had a pained look on his face as he slowly aged away.

"After so many years, you have been upholding your philosophy. You have enlightened many of our clansmen and awakened many Tree Spirits, allowing us, the Tree Spirits, to slowly recover our vitality. "Maybe you know, maybe you don't. Every time you go on a long journey to look for our tribe's son who is wandering far away, I look at you silently. In my heart, I have always treated you as a child …"

Xing Qian nodded slightly. He didn't say anything, but a look of contemplation and reminiscence appeared in his eyes.

Jiao Xiang let out a long breath, placing the wooden staff on his knees, "I know you are kind, you want to stop this war, you want to stop the bloodshed, stop the strife, we are a race of tree spirits, we are born with this nature, every time I see you teaching a clan, I am extremely happy. I have experienced two wars and seen too many deaths, but I desire peace more than anyone else. "

"But," Jiao Xiang changed the subject and said helplessly, "You should know that our demon clan's mission is to get rid of our tribe if we, the Tree Spirit, stop participating in the war!"

"I am the clan leader. What the clan leader should have is not tolerance or kindness, but decisiveness and decisiveness! For the sake of my clan's fate, I must act as I should, and that is resolution, and that is dignity! "Even if I were to bury my true self in my heart, permanently …"