"Really?" Xuanyuan Heng's voice unconsciously raised slightly, and his expression did not change much, just looking at them with a somewhat cold look in his eyes.

The cultivator also sensed that the 'immortal' had a bad look in his eyes, as if he would be killed on the spot if he told half a lie.

The two glanced at each other, knowing in their hearts, it turned out that this 'immortal' was here to seek revenge, no wonder the mood was so bad.

"We are sure that today we saw a boy with a golden mask, and watched him kill two fanged wild boars with his own eyes, and his technique was extremely skillful and very ruthless." One of them cut the railroad to the fore.

Another one who received the 'hint' look, and hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, yes, it's very cruel, and it's not a good person at first glance." ”。

Hearing this, Xuanyuan Heng, who was originally mild-faced, instantly changed his face, and his eyes swept the man coldly, and the man immediately closed his mouth.

Sure enough, they came to seek revenge, and seeing that this 'immortal' hated, the two secretly exchanged glances, and their hearts were even more determined.

Xuanyuan Heng put the black mask on his face and said coldly, "Take me there." ”。

"Where are you going?" The two were stunned for a moment, then reacted, suddenly realized, looked around, confirmed the direction, and made a gesture of please: "Over here." ”。

After the film, Xuanyuan Heng followed the two to the place where Mu Qianqian killed pigs today.

As the two of them pointed in the direction, they only saw some bloodstains, but the corpse had long since disappeared, obviously, it should have been taken away by other spirit beasts to share the food.

Immediately afterwards, under Xuanyuan Heng's gaze, the two of them described in detail how she killed the pig.

After half ringing......

"In the end, that's how the masked boy cut off the fangs."

After that, the cultivator also stepped forward to demonstrate that action, which was quite funny.

Xuanyuan Heng pulled the corners of her mouth slightly stiffly, she could believe that she killed the two fanged wild boars quickly, but what the hell did she make up more than 20 swords after killing the two wild boars?

"Yours are real?" Xuanyuan Heng's voice did not fluctuate, and there was no joy or anger to be heard.

The two glanced at each other and said very categorically: "It's true! ”。

"Did you really make up more than two dozen swords?"

This sentence obviously revealed a bit of chill, and the two of them broke out in a cold sweat after listening to it, and said: "There may not be more than two dozen sword ......."

Xuanyuan Heng glanced at him coldly, "Huh? ”。

"Maybe we're looking at ...... wrong"

Quiet, the atmosphere was suddenly quiet, even the surrounding temperature seemed to be lower, and only the sound of the wind blowing the leaves could be heard.

The other cultivator couldn't hold back anymore, and hurriedly said, "I... We are old and dizzy, and we may not know if we are wrong......".

What about them singing?

Xuanyuan Heng was quite puzzled, and his voice still didn't fluctuate, "Why are you lying?" ”。

The two of them looked at each other, gritted their teeth, and said with a ruthless heart: "The person who can make enemies with you must not be a good person, even if he does not abuse the spirit beast, it does not mean that he is a good person." ”。

The other person hurriedly chimed in: "Yes, yes, yes." ”。

In the blink of an eye, Xuanyuan Heng's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and in the face of these two people who tended to be inflammatory, he didn't know whether to laugh or be angry, and said in an indifferent voice: "He is my friend." ”。

"Huh?" Both of them were stunned, swallowed their saliva, and secretly said in their hearts, this time they got into trouble, and stammered a little: "I... We have eyes without beads. ”。