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Qianshan, Ouyang Night, and Cold Winter stayed by the side, neither standing nor sitting.

Liu Qingyan, Qingxi and others in Wuse Mountain are also like this.

Several ancestors of the Demon Moon Palace, such as Fenghua and Fenglie, were even more apprehensive in their hearts, and although Feiyan Daozun stood up, he lowered his head, bowed down, and stood by honestly, not daring to raise his head or speak.

None of them spoke.

I don't know what to say.

Yes.

I don't know.

Face a guy of unknown origin, unknown identity, mysterious and weird.

Facing a guy who is surrounded by various sects in the Great Northwest, but is still fearless and leisurely drinking.

And who's to say?

They don't want to say anything now, they just want to know why this guy dares to do what he wants, and they want to know if he is the son of Chiyan who was wiped out in the Taixuan Monument three years ago, and if he is really the heir of the king.

Inside the field.

Gu Qingfeng was lying on his back on the chair, holding a wine jug in one hand, drinking wine without a sip, his legs crossed on the table, his eyes closed, as if he was recuperating, and he looked a little tired.

He was a little tired.

In order to help the old man of the dead wood recast the original god, he tossed for several days in a row, and he was really choked enough.

The recasting of the Yuan Shen requires the help of some forbidden formations, and the arrangement of these forbidden formations, in the absence of suitable resources, Gu Qingfeng can only rely on his own spirit to maintain.

Since being judged by the Great Dao, his spirit has been in a state of sluggishness, although it has been slowly recovering, but the recovery has always been limited, and now in order to arrange the forbidden formation, a lot of energy has been consumed at once, making his already sluggish spirit even weaker, although it is not exhausting, but the feeling of lack of spirit makes him unable to lift a little spirit at all.

"Big brother, you look tired, do you want to do anything?"

Xiao Jin'er was probably the only one who was not affected by the murderous atmosphere in the venue, she stood beside Gu Qingfeng, pouring wine very diligently, seeing that Gu Qingfeng was very tired, she said worriedly: "Big brother, help the old man of the dead wood to recast the Yuan Shen, you must be tired, or ...... You go and rest first. ”

Xiao Jin'er's words made Qianshan, Ouyang Ye, Qingxi and others extremely speechless, and secretly sighed at their innocence and cuteness.

Rest?

Now that all the major sects plus the Immortal Mansion and the deficit head are almost all the masters in the Great Northwest, and they are all coming for him, does he dare to rest?

Gu Qingfeng was also amused by Xiao Jin'er's words, looked at Xiao Jin'er, smiled helplessly, and said, "I want to rest, the key is that these people have to let them go." ”

"Big brother, what are you going to do...... Are you going to kill these bad guys?"

"Murder......"

Gu Qingfeng frowned slightly, raised his hand and tapped his forehead, very helpless.

Jin'er still clearly remembers that the eldest brother said that the eldest brother has killed countless people in his life, and he is numb to killing, and the killing is already disgusting...... In that case, big brother should stop killing people, okay?"

Xiao Jin'er's words made everyone in the audience feel ridiculous.

What does it mean to kill a lot of people?

Killing numbness?

Are you already disgusting?

Is it possible?

He is neither reincarnated nor reborn, even if he is really a descendant of the king, he is only in his early twenties, even if he kills people every day, how many people can he kill? Countless people have been killed? Who is he himself, when he is the King of Chixiao himself!

"Hey, listen, my big brother is tired and wants to rest, and my big brother really doesn't want to kill anymore, you all go, okay?"

Xiao Jin'er shouted at everyone: "Jin'er doesn't know why you want to trouble my big brother, and Jin'er doesn't want to know, but Jin'er knows that my brother is very powerful, killing you is as simple as pinching an ant to death, you don't want to come to my big brother's trouble, you can't beat my big brother, while my big brother is not angry now, you should leave quickly, if he is really angry later, you can't leave if you want to." ”

No one believed Xiao Jin'er's words, everyone thought that what she said was just a joke, and it was a big joke.

"Where did the little girl come from, dare to make a big fuss here!"

"I don't know how thick the sky is!"

"Killing us is like pinching us to death ants?

The personal disciples of the various sects stood up at first, but they were all thundering and not raining, and they were only shouting, and no one dared to make a move, at least, Cao Hongyun of the Mixed Yuan Gate, Zhong Yulong of the Demon Moon Palace, Wang Shi of the Huwei Wang family, Zhu Chigongzi of the Black Wind Cave and other so-called ten proud sons and daughters in the northwest stood up, but they did not make a move.

Immediately afterwards, Shen Tuhao, Han Feng and other twenty-four immortals of the Immortal Mansion led by Murong Tian also stood up, and they also did not make a move.

At the same time, Gao Yuan, Lei Guang, Qihang and other Nine Dragon Eighteen Elephants led by Wan Dongfang also stood up and did not make a move.

They are all the most influential figures in the young generation of the Great Northwest, although their personalities are arrogant and arrogant, and they are also confident, but self-confidence is not arrogant, and in the face of a mysterious and strange person, none of them dare to take the liberty of making a move.

Of course.

Not daring to do it doesn't mean not daring to do it.

The purpose of their coming forward is to show their attitude to others.

As long as someone dares to take the lead, they will not hesitate to follow.

It's just that who will fight this first formation?

The personal disciples of the various sects are waiting for the Immortal Mansion and the deficit head, and the Immortal Mansion and the deficit head are waiting for each other to take the lead.

At this moment, a bell-like voice sounded in the venue.

"Junior, what the hell are you!"

Everyone looked over, and what stood up was an old man, who was one of the three major incense masters who sat in Changhong's rudder, Xuefeng, who was also the traceless grandfather who was abolished by Gu Qingfeng in Wuse Mountain before, and at the same time stood up Akabane's grandfather, Hongwen.

However, the Chixiao people who came this time were not the only two of them, there were more than a dozen old Chixiao people who sat in other rudders.

Whether it is a grandson or a grandson, the two of them love each other very much, and now that they have been abolished, they naturally can't tolerate it, if it weren't for this, they wouldn't have broken through the barrier today, and they came in person with such a big move.

If it were someone else, with the temper of the two, they would have started to avenge their grandson as soon as possible!

But they hesitated when confronted with a man who might be the heir of the king.

Revenge must be avenged!

Hands-on will definitely be hands-on.

But before taking revenge, before they can do it, they must determine whether the person in front of them is the heir of the king.

Opposite side.

Gu Qingfeng lay on his back on the chair, took a glass of wine handed over by Xiao Jin'er, took a sip, glanced at Xuefeng and Hongwen and more than a dozen other Chixiao people, and said softly: "You are all the Chixiao people of the Black Hades Banner of the Chixiao Sect back then, if I remember correctly, among them, you are still the incense master of the Black Hades Banner, the road name Xuefeng, the nickname of the people, the snow three swords!" (To be continued.) )