This man, I know a little more.

Compare yourself with others all day long, how much anger do you have to suffer?

Thinking of this, Ouyang Zhen calmed down.

At this time.

The other bird moved closer.

A disciple jumped over.

"You're Ouyang Zhen, right?" The disciple is about thirty years old, and his star power is very strong.

Ouyang Zhen knew him.

He is the founder of the top martial arts alliance of Gaiyang Holy Land, Fan Tianchang, and his strength is on par with himself.

Ouyang Zhen was slightly hostile: "What are you doing here?"

There is competition between the major holy places.

What's more, on Demon Suppression Island, there will be a very formal exchange between the two sides.

How can the other party not be wary of coming uninvited?

"Brother Ouyang said this, the Holy Land of our two parties, after all, we are going to defend the Demon Suppression Island in the next year, so it is always right to get acquainted with it in advance. ”

As he spoke, Fan Tianchang glanced at the dried meat in Ouyang Zhen's hand.

He sighed softly and waved his hand to the fellow disciples behind him: "Bring a pot of rice soup." ”

Immediately, a disciple jumped over with a pot of hot spiritual rice soup.

Many members of Yuan, hearing this, looked through the crack in the door.

Looking at the hot spiritual rice soup, smelling the incomparable aroma, his eyes were eager.

"What does this mean?" Ouyang Zhen glanced at the rice soup and asked.

Fan Tianchang sighed and said: "I have heard that Xiling lacks resources, even if it is a holy land, there are no good resources, I can't imagine that it is true. ”

Ouyang Zhen Shi realized something.

Immediately put the dried meat in his hand into his sleeve, and said: "Although it is a little bitter, it is very beneficial to sharpen our spirit." ”

Although he also wants Lingmi soup.

However, you can't weaken your own prestige.

"Brother Ouyang's spirit, Fan admires, however, dried meat is something that can only be eaten by demon beasts, how can people eat it?" Fan Tianchang sighed.

Ouyang Zhen glanced at the other party's flying birds.

In several cages, the demon pets carried with him by the Gaiyang Holy Land were imprisoned.

Isn't it dried meat that they're nibbling on?

His face was a little unbearable.

The dried meat that Yuan is proud of, in the eyes of Gaiyang Holy Land, is actually just something that demon pets eat.

However, he finally understood Fan Tianchang's intention.

Suppress!

From the spiritual level, suppress the morale of Yuan.

Prepare for the exchange between the two parties after a month and a half.

"What about the monster beasts? We only seek martial arts, not greedy for enjoyment. Ouyang Zhen said sonorously.

Fan Tianchang smiled in surprise and said, "Brother Ouyang, don't get excited, I don't mean anything else, just look at everyone in the Holy Land of the Nebula Sect, the diet is not good, so I specially came to care." ”

He brought over the pot of spiritual rice soup and handed it to Ouyang Zhen.

"It's a long journey, and you only eat dried meat, how can people stand it? Fan Tianchang looked kind.

Ouyang Zhen decisively refused: "We don't need it!"

Regardless of the irony of the move.

The safety of Lingmi Tang alone is worthy of their vigilance.

"Hey, Brother Ouyang is underestimating Fan too much. Fan Tianchang scooped a scoop himself and drank it on the spot.

After looking at it, Ouyang Zhen Shi believed that Lingmi Tang was safe.

It's just that he still can't accept the benefits from the enemy.

"The poor are not fed! Ouyang Zhen strongly refused.

How could he soften his bones because of a little food?

Fan Tianchang glanced at the members of the Yuan who were probing their brains in many rooms, and said with a smile: "You don't need it, don't the rest of the people need it either?"

Ouyang Zhen turned his head and looked at it, frowning: "All the embarrassing things will be given back to me." ”

In this way, many members of Yuan retracted their heads one after another and closed the door.

He glared at Fan Tianchang with dissatisfaction: "Take your Lingmi soup and roll!"

"Humph!"

Fan Tianchang threw the scoop back into the pot, making a splash.

His face was full of annoyance, and he scolded: "Ouyang Zhen, will you be a man?"

"I'm kind enough to give you the spiritual rice soup we have carefully boiled, what is your attitude?"

Seeing that he looked like a teacher asking for guilt, Ouyang Zhen smiled angrily: "The weasel gave the chicken a New Year's greeting, but the chicken was not fooled? Fan Tianchang, we are poor, but we are not stupid, and we don't bully people with an inexplicable sense of superiority!"

The Xingyun Sect Holy Land, in terms of rich resources or not, is indeed inferior to the Gaiyang Holy Land.

But so what?

Will they still be afraid?

Fan Tianchang was shocked, his star power was surging, and he scolded angrily: "Ouyang Zhen, you don't know the hearts of good people, I have to ask you to understand today!"

He turned around and shouted at the people on his side: "Dusk belongs, all come here!"

The members of Dusk Dawn, who were eating, put down their dishes and chopsticks one after another.

"Damn!

"Let's go, kill those bastards in the Nebula Sect's Holy Land!"

Most of the disciples of Gaiyang Holy Land were born in Xiling, where demon beasts are infested.

Therefore, the character is aggressive and aggressive.

Hearing the call, he immediately jumped over violently.

Ouyang Zhen laughed angrily: "I'm still afraid that the Holy Land of the Nebula Sect will not make it to you, all of them will come out for me!"

The members of the abyss in the house slammed the door and walked out.

The two sides immediately faced off.

Don't let each other go.

Ouyang Zhen looked at the other party and said coldly: "I will be beaten to death later, and I will bear any responsibility!"

The other party made it clear that he was malicious and provocative, and he naturally accompanied him to the end!

Fan Tianchang's heart was slightly confused.

His original intention was just to suppress the arrogance of the abyss from the spiritual level.

There was no intention of a big war in advance.

I didn't expect things to go out of control.

However, the Yuan side was in high spirits.

forced him to retreat even if he wanted to, so he could only stubbornly roar: "Release the demon pet and fight to the death with the Nebula Sect Holy Land!"

Whoa

The demon pets in the Gaiyang Holy Subway Prison were all released.

They followed their master, roaring fiercely, causing the birds below them to tremble.

"Brothers, I Gaiyang Holy Land kindly sent spiritual rice soup to the miscellaneous people of the Nebula Sect, they didn't appreciate it, and they slandered us everywhere!

"Can't!"

"Kill! Tear up those ungrateful dogs!"

"To deal with these white-eyed wolves, sharp claws are the best response!"

The disciples of Gaiyang Holy Land roared angrily.

On the side of the Nebula Sect's Holy Land, he was not afraid, roaring and scolding the other party for being shameless.

The atmosphere between the two sides is tense to the extreme, like a powder keg, and there is only one fuse missing, and a battle will break out.

Right now.

A discordant sound suddenly came from the tail of the Nebula Sect's bird.

"What's the situation, why is there a fight?" Xia Qingchen, the White Lotus Holy Maiden, and Yue Mingzhu came out when they heard the movement.

I couldn't help but be surprised when I saw the scene in front of me.

Zhang Lianxing was concentrating on steaming the spiritual rice, and said helplessly: "Gaiyang Holy Land, if you have to send the spiritual rice soup to our Nebula Sect, we don't want it, they will be annoyed and angry." ”

As she spoke, she rubbed her palms, and the lingmi was almost steamed.

When Xia Qingchen heard this, he was slightly puzzled: "Which tendon is wrong for the people in Gaiyang Holy Land? Lingmi soup, something that no one wants, do you have to accept it?" 2k reading network