"Humph!"

Looking at the few good players who were quickly approaching the two, Yun Bingqing couldn't help but snort coldly.

The two people who walked out of the 100,000 mountains had not yet reached a mile before they were stopped from afar, and Xie Xiaoyun at this time also changed his face and became a middle-aged man of the Mu clan with a rather majestic face.

"Don't worry, leave it to me." Xie Xiaoyun whispered.

"May I ask you, but are you a disciple of the Five Holy Sect?" After seeing the jade plate on the waist of the two, the leader asked politely.

"Didn't you knowingly ask?" Xie Xiaoyun said unhappily, "You are from the Thirty-six Pavilion of the Central Plains Holy City?" Gather so many people, what do we do in the places where we must go out of the mountains? Bully me and there is no one in southern Xinjiang? ”

"Sir, we're just a remnant of the Cuiyan Pavilion here."

"The remnants have recently mixed into the 100,000 mountains, we and the king of Dali have issued a reward order to all ethnic groups, presumably Mr. has also heard of it, we are just a routine inspection, there is no other offense, sir, don't blame."

The person who took the lead was cautious in his words, obviously a little jealous of Xie Xiaoyun's identity.

Indeed, as the Five Poisons Sect of the Sixteen Heavenly Sects, although it is not famous, the terrifying poisonous skill Gu technique of everyone makes the people in the Central Plains martial arts talk about the tiger's color.

After all, if you fight with a real knife and a real gun, even if you are defeated, it is a big deal to be injured, and the worst result is just a big scar on the mouth of the neck.

But against the disciples of the Five Poisons Sect, it is not so simple and easy, not only is it impossible to prevent a poison Gu worm during the battle, but even winning is generally not pleased, let alone failing, then the end is sometimes said to be worse than death is considered light, it is said that a hundred years ago, there were even more Central Plains masters who were taken captive to be corpses.

"Oh, I know, that Yu Xian is a woman, I have important things to do with my nephew and nephew, and he came out to practice with me."

After all, reaching out and not hitting the smiling person, Xie Xiaoyun also lost his temper in an instant after realizing the compliment and jealousy between this person's words.

"Yes, did you meet those two out of the mountain?" The people who came were quite patient, but Yun Bingqing was a little impatient.

"Not really!"

"Humph!"

Looking at the few good players who were quickly approaching the two, Yun Bingqing couldn't help but snort coldly.

The two people who walked out of the 100,000 mountains had not yet reached a mile before they were stopped from afar, and Xie Xiaoyun at this time also changed his face and became a middle-aged man of the Mu clan with a rather majestic face.

"Don't worry, leave it to me." Xie Xiaoyun whispered.

"May I ask you, but are you a disciple of the Five Holy Sect?" After seeing the jade plate on the waist of the two, the leader asked politely.

"Didn't you knowingly ask?" Xie Xiaoyun said unhappily, "You are from the Thirty-six Pavilion of the Central Plains Holy City?" Gather so many people, what do we do in the places where we must go out of the mountains? Bully me and there is no one in southern Xinjiang? ”

"Sir, we're just a remnant of the Cuiyan Pavilion here."

"The remnants have recently mixed into the 100,000 mountains, we and the king of Dali have issued a reward order to all ethnic groups, presumably Mr. has also heard of it, we are just a routine inspection, there is no other offense, sir, don't blame."

The person who took the lead was cautious in his words, obviously a little jealous of Xie Xiaoyun's identity.

Indeed, as the Five Poisons Sect of the Sixteen Heavenly Sects, although it is not famous, the terrifying poisonous skill Gu technique of everyone makes the people in the Central Plains martial arts talk about the tiger's color.