The Emperor Crawling Out of the Grave

Why did Yan Zining persuade these caravans to unite with their insignificant caravan strength.

Moreover, these caravans were faintly headed by Yan Zining, the reason was very simple.

Yan Zining told them that there is a false emperor on board, which is also the biggest trump card against the Sirians.

Otherwise, with these talented people, how could it be possible for the Yan family caravan, which is not very strong, to be the master.

Yan Zining looked at the silent Mo Yan over there, feeling a little uneasy.

Mo Yan belongs to Xiao Chen, she is not qualified to issue orders to Mo Yan.

It's just that the situation is too bad this time. If these caravans don't unite and fight separately, there is really no hope at all.

Yan Zining had no choice but to use the name of the false emperor to unite everyone.

At this moment, everyone wants to meet the false emperor they are talking about, and it is also for peace of mind, Yan Zining has no way to refuse.

It's just that Yan Zining didn't tell Mo Yan about this beforehand.

Yan Zining was a little afraid that Mo Yan would be angry if he found out, and that the alliance that was finally formed might crack.

Looking at Mo Yan, Yan Zining gritted her teeth and mustered up the courage to nod: "Everyone, please follow me."

Seeing Yan Zining walking towards Mo Yan, everyone had question marks on their heads.

They had already seen Mo Yan sitting on the deck.

It's just that this one is dressed in rocks, looks stupid, and holds a crying little guy in his palm. No matter how you look at it, he looks like a big stupid guy, who has nothing to do with the false emperor.

But everyone didn't dare to say anything more, if this guy is really a false emperor, and he said something offensive at this moment, it would be a terrible death.

Arriving in front of Mo Yan, Yan Zining's palms were sweating a lot, and she subconsciously looked at the tasseled moon in Mo Yan's palm.

Xiao Chen wasn't here these days, this little guy only cried and slept, woke up crying, cried tired and fell asleep.

"Lord Mo." Yan Zining finally mustered up the courage to speak.

Mo Yan raised his head to look at Yan Zining, then lowered his head, staring closely at the tassel moon in his palm, as if he was afraid that something might happen to tassel moon.

Seeing Mo Yan's attitude, Yan Zining's heart felt cold.

Everyone was full of doubts. The stone man in front of him didn't have the aura of a false emperor at all.

Sitting on the deck casually like this doesn't even have the bearing of an ordinary practitioner.

Mo Yan is a creature that does not belong to this era, and the power system is not familiar to everyone. It is normal that everyone cannot feel the power of Mo Yan.

Tong Lan looked at Mo Yan's attitude, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.

The rest of the people's hearts are more than half cold. If there is no false emperor sitting in charge, they may not even be able to confront the Sirians.

"Master Yan, what's going on? Should you give us an explanation?" Tao Jue's green face pulled the elder.

"That's right, if there is no false emperor, what are we going to do with the Sirians?"

"You are the owner of the caravan, why are you talking in plain language?"

"If this guy can be a false emperor, I will be a great emperor. It's ridiculous. A pile of broken stones dare to call a false emperor."

Everyone began to complain, and the previous high-spirited look was gone.

Yan Zining bit her lip and said nothing.

Even if there is no false emperor, everyone should unite, otherwise there will be no way out.

But now everyone's attitude really chills Yan Zining.

"Everyone, stay safe and don't be impatient." Tong Lan waved her hand to stop everyone's complaints.

Tong Lan nodded towards Yan Zining, then turned to the crowd and said, "Master Yan is also for everyone's benefit. If we don't unite, we will have no way out in the face of the wolves like tigers."

"But now there is no false emperor in charge, isn't everyone a dead end?" Someone muttered dissatisfiedly.

"Hehe, don't be impatient." Tong Lan had a more confident smile on her face.

"Looking at Tong Lao's words, does he already have a solution?" Taojue asked.

Everyone turned their eyes to Tong Lan.

Tong Lan straightened her old body and nodded slightly.

Everyone looked in disbelief, but watching Tong Lan didn't look like she was acting.

After all, everyone still held some hope in their hearts, and someone said: "If Elder Tong can lead us through this difficulty, we will definitely look forward to Elder Tong in the future."

"Yes, if Elder Tong can protect the caravan, we will be at the mercy of Elder Tong in the future." Everyone followed suit.

Tong Lan nodded lightly: "Everyone is begging for food on the Void Airline, so it is right to help each other."

Tong Lan paused for a while, her eyes slowly swept over the crowd, and she continued after the crowd stopped making any noise, "For countless years, everyone has done their own thing. Those top caravans don't bother to be with small caravans like us. , and we ourselves are not united, it is time for us to unite, for ourselves and for future generations to have a peaceful environment."

These words can be regarded as hitting everyone's wounds. For so many years, these small caravans not only have to beware of robbers from all walks of life, but also have to be suppressed by big caravans. It can be said that they are begging for food in the cracks.

This is all because they have no background or backing.

"Why don't we take advantage of this rare opportunity to get together and form an alliance to support each other and overcome difficulties together." Tong Lan looked at everyone quietly after finishing speaking.

Tao Jue thought for a while and said, "Tong Lao's suggestion is naturally good, but how do we get through the current difficulties."

"yes."

"If the caravan can be saved this time, what happens next is entirely up to Elder Tong."

Tong Lan nodded: "Since the old man dares to say that, there is naturally a way to solve the current problem."

"Then hurry up and talk, it won't be a problem if you hang around like this again!" Everyone urged urgently.

Tong Lan smiled and pointed to the distance, where two monstrous rays of light rose from the sky.

Tong Lan said slowly: "Look, everyone, the purpose of the Sirians this time is not us, but the treasure of the God King."

"Isn't this nonsense?" You said anxiously.

Tong Lan was not angry and continued: "But there are more than one family competing for the treasure of the God King, which means that the Sirians can't put too much energy on us!"

"Our joint strength is not much inferior to some big forces. If we forcefully attack, the Sirians may not be able to afford the loss."

"Moreover." Tong Lan turned her head and slowly swept across the crowd: "Lao Shen and Feng Sanqi have some love for Master Feng, as long as Master Feng is willing to put pressure on the Sirians, I don't think the Sirians will entangle us. "

When everyone heard this, they were overjoyed. Feng Sanqi was the master of Tiefutu, needless to say his strength.

If he could put pressure on the Sirians, the caravan might indeed have escaped.

"The old man has already sent someone to meet Lord Feng, we just need to hold on until the news comes back." Tong Lan's words gave everyone a shot in the arm.

"But Mr. Tong, with a little bit of passion, will Master Feng really help you?" Someone questioned.