The village chief knew that the wildlings had a way of discerning oracles. Those who are recognized by the savages must be true oracles!

These wild men were so lucky that they really found the messenger and hugged the messenger's thigh!

The Divine Envoy has shown little interest in their village at the moment. The village chief was anxious and couldn't help but want to show that they were also very loyal, reliable, and clever dogs. The gods made her, as a descendant of the god clan, not like the people of the Xianmen, so in front of the Xianmen, she had to straighten her waist.

Qian Duoduo glanced at him unexpectedly, this little old man, I don't know what he was thinking, he actually dared to refuse Xianmen directly, he was a little rigid, he was also bold, and he was quite cunning.

Such talents are worth cultivating.

She quietly tapped on the armrest of the rocking chair: "That's right, they're in my charge now." ”

"Excuse me, fellow Daoist! We didn't know that so many things had happened, the Divine Intention Gate was indeed excessive! We will go back to tell the master about this matter, and we still need the master to decide what to do. However, whether this territory belongs to Daoyou or not, it is still two talks, and Daoyou should not talk too much. When it comes to the battle for territory, the disciples of the Xianmen have also become philistines, and the charm aura of the beauty has suddenly lost a lot.

"Hmph. ”

Qian Duoduo blew his nails, and the coercion of the foundation peak was released.

A momentum like the symphony of gold and iron swept across the audience, and the weak disciples of the Zixiao Sect suddenly fell from the flying sword like dumplings. Except for Lang and the male disciples of the Zixiao Sect leader who could still stand, the rest of the people all weakened their knees and knelt down.

"Fellow Daoist, you're over!" The male disciple's eyes widened, feeling insulted! They were disciples of the first major sect in the mortal world, how could they allow a casual cultivator to bully them at will?

"What if it's over? This territory in the east of the Bicang Dynasty is all from a friend I know, who is not very good-tempered, and it is much more difficult for me to speak. Heh, I can say it's my territory, but you can't. ”

Qian Duoduo tugged at the corners of his mouth indifferently.

That male disciple was also a smart person, and he reacted immediately, since she dared to say so, she must have an unusual relationship with the "that one" of the Bicang Dynasty. The villagers call her an oracle, and it seems that she is also a descendant of the gods. The discord between the Divine Clan and the Immortal Clan has been more than tens of thousands of years, as long as she goes to complain, the people of the Bicang Dynasty will definitely favor her. The Protoss is the most protective and irrational race. That's it, good men don't fight women.

He comforted himself for two seconds, and suddenly glanced at the juniors and disciples on the left and right, and everyone's eyes showed horror, as if they had discovered something terrible, and their eyes widened. One of them even shouted directly: "Hey, are you, are you the legendary ......?" "Mom! I have seen a living person! The woman who is envied and hated by the whole cultivation realm! The second madman of Bi Cangguo gave her the whole Bai Yujing, and she is now the master of Bai Yujing! The whole upper class society is talking about the king's woman, she has appeared!

Beautiful, enchanting, Kerokoyu, in the snowy mountains, the race is the gods...... All the information is correct, I heard that after watching the portrait from the Bifang clan, everyone thinks that she is a strong beauty with eyebrows and eyes.

Truly...... It's pretty strong!

Facing their eyes as if they had suddenly come to realization, Qian Duoduo looked inexplicable.

"It turned out to be Her Royal Highness the Second Princess, forgive us for offending!" The male disciple at the head hugged her fists and glanced at the junior disciples, "Let's go." ”

Coming and going in a hurry, a group of white-clothed Xianmen disciples didn't look back, as if there were demon beasts chasing behind, and they brushed their swords and left.

Qian Duoduo: "......"

The village chief and others: Why did the group of big brothers ...... withdraw without saying a few words? Is it so neat?