What's even better is that there are many of the leaders of the Immortal Sect who have surrendered in the present who are also wearing their original costumes. Most of the monks and monsters standing here are afraid of the disaster of destroying the door and surrender to the barbarians, but they are also ashamed of this, where are they willing to change their skins as well? The barbarians do not pay attention to small sections, nor do they force them to change.

Ning Xiaoxian's outfit makes people unable to find fault with it.

There were many people in the meeting room, and the content of the discussion was roughly the same.

Ning Xiaoxian's ear power is not good, and he can listen to only a few words. However, she seemed to be deaf, and others couldn't see her expression, so she whispered: "Standing two feet to the left of Yin Suni, is the Yin career?" However, the man not far away has never seen it, his bearing is extraordinary, and he looks a little similar to Yin Shengyuan, and he thinks that he is the king of Maha Tian.

"Yes. No matter how small her voice is, Huang Fuming can hear it clearly, "The brocade-robed man standing behind Yin Shengyuan is Fu Lou'an, the tall man on the side of the second pillar in the door is Gulden, and the young man on the edge of the table you just passed is ......"

She said lightly: "I know, that's Guangde." "Gulden is the divine realm of Shadulie, and Fu Lou'an is supporting Yin Shengyuan in the court of the Maha Heavenly King, which has caused a lot of pressure on the Yin career.

As for Guangde, she already knew that this guy had taken away a barbarian boy.

Although her tone was flat, she secretly spoke at a moment's notice. According to the information she got from Wo, this should be the first all-clan alliance meeting held since the barbarian invasion of Nanganbu Continent, so the figures with heads and faces from all sides have arrived, and the god realm is basically not left behind.

More than three years ago, she had obtained information about most people, including images of people's appearances. However, there were still many new faces present, and it is clear that over the past few years, the barbarians have continued to rise to the top of the list.

After all, the war environment is the most tempering person.

The God King walked into the hall and greeted the other powers, Ning Xiaoxian stepped back slightly, not wanting to show off again in this hostile place, but someone behind him whispered: "Niangniang, long time no see." ”

She tilted her head slightly, and saw that the greeting person was Tu Wenlong, the master of Jingguguan, so she turned around and nodded: "It turns out that Tu Guanzhu has really not seen him for three years." "Jingguguan is an immortal sect in the middle of the Southern Ganbu Continent, the scale is not as small as the name sounds, and there are always more than 20,000 people. It was one of the first sects to surrender to the Sanctuary, and since then it has been in peace for itself, so it also has a place in the temple today.

This sect had also established himself in the Battle Alliance, and when Ning Xiaoxian was by Changtian's side, he had many encounters with Tu Wenlong. Now that we meet in this hall full of barbarians, there is really a subtle sigh of "the season of falling flowers and the king".

The emotions in Tu Wenlong's eyes were obviously also complicated: "These days, how is Niangniang doing?"

"TOEFL. Ning Xiaoxian said softly, "It's safe to eat and drink." ”

I don't know if the speaker has the intention, but the listener has a heart, and the leaders of the Immortal Sect who can stand here are all wise to protect themselves in the battle of the mainland, otherwise they would have been wiped out like Guangcheng Palace. The barbarians set them up as an example, hoping to pry more immortal sects to surrender, so the treatment given to them is still good, at least they are safe from food and clothing, and there is no danger of killing, so this is really how to listen to it. A wry smile bloomed at the corner of Tu Wenlong's mouth, and he was about to reply, when another person on the side said: "What if we have no food and clothing, we live here like a year, but we don't know how Niangniang is?"

Ning Xiaoxian blinked his eyes and saw that the person who spoke had a white face, a long beard under his chin, and the appearance of a fairy wind and bones, but he looked a little raw. She only felt funny, the barbarians hadn't attacked her yet, but some immortal cultivators couldn't help but come and ask? She asked Tu Wenlong, "Who is this?"

"Mingyang Sword Sect, Wu Yao Wu Sect Master. ”

Ning Xiaoxian's eyes condensed slightly: "How can I remember that the sect master of the Mingyang Sword Sect is surnamed Yue?"

The corners of Wu Yao's mouth twitched, and Tu Wenlong coughed lightly: "Sect Master Yue has died in the battle, and his position will be taken over by this Sect Master Wu." ”

"I see. He said it vaguely, but Ning Xiaoxian understood at once, Sect Master Yue was mostly in the main battle, so he died in the battle against the barbarians, but he was succeeded by the Sect Master Wu who was the lord, so he can stand here now. She nodded: "Sect Master Yue is really good. ”

Ning Xiaoxian is scolding him around the corner? The corner of Wu Yao's eyes jumped, and he was about to refute, but Tu Wenlong had already smiled bitterly: "Niangniang, we have no choice but to do it." ”

She smiled, "It's just a matter of trade-offs." "Everyone spares their lives, and the Immortal Sect is the same, between dying in battle and surviving, how many sects will choose to protect their family business? The situation on the entire continent is declining, where does she have the power to ask others to fight to the end like Guangcheng Palace, and play the last card?

However, the one who survived was hurt the most by self-esteem, and it hurt uncontrollably when others touched it. Wu Yao had never dealt with Ning Xiaoxian before the previous sect master passed away, so he said politely: "Then how did Niangniang choose herself?"

There was a commotion in the door, Ning Xiaoxian's eyes moved away, and he was careless: "What to take, what to give?"

"The well-being of the common people or her own life, which one will Niang Niang keep?"

"Are you sure that if I die, the common people will be saved?" she was a little amused, "When did Yinliu become the savior of the Southern Ganbu Continent?

Wu Yao was about to say more, when the crowd at the door parted, and it was obvious that another VIP had arrived, so the sound of whispering around him drowned out his words.

There is another group of people, the first two, one with crane hair and childish face, big sleeves flying, and the other handsome as the moon, with a long body and a jade body.

It was Wu Mu and Cao Mu who arrived.

The barbarians are prolific, handsome, handsome, and beautiful, and there are not many beauties in this hall, Wu Mu is only wearing a white coat and a gold belt around his waist, just like this, Shi Shiran walked in, and everyone still felt that the Huawu was suddenly more open, and his bearing was more graceful than Ning Xiaoxian when he first saw him on the downtown streets of the Shadulie royal capital.

Yin Suni looked at him, and then peeked at the God King who was talking to people with a smile over there, only to feel that it was bright for a while, and he felt that it was good. Wu Mu was what she liked when she was a girl, how could Wu Mu refuse her simply, and later her father wanted to promise her to Huangfu Ming.

She looked at her former intended person and sighed, and after Wu Mu came in, her mind locked on the audience, and her eyes swept over her.

Just swept by, but did not stay, revealing a little carelessness.

However, his eyes quickly stared, and he looked at one person fixedly, even revealing a little fierceness.