In the center of the ferry, a room resembles a conference room.

Jiang Xiyue sat in the first place, and the people sitting below were the sons and daughters of various powerful people.

Seriously, Jiang Xiyue was a little excited.

It's like a bird being released from a cage, and the whole ship, it's really up to her, and no one will tell you that you can't do this, you can't do that.

"Sister Xiyue, what are you going to do when you gather us?"

Chen Haojie, who was sitting next to Jiang Xiyue, asked.

Jiang Xiyue said: "Make a combat plan." ”

Hearing this, the powerful children present also smiled one by one.

Class divisions exist everywhere, so what about the number of loose cultivators? It is still their own group of people who really control their life and death.

In fact, they also thought a little too much, for Jiang Xiyue, whether they were the sons of the altar master, or apprentices, what difference could they make between those scattered cultivators? She didn't care about the size of their backgrounds, they weren't as big as her own.

The reason why they were called to discuss was just to get closer to a group of them in the past two days.

"Sister Xiyue, you must know a little more about Demon Island than we do, so let's talk about your thoughts first." Chen Haojie said.

Jiang Xiyue was stunned: "My thoughts? I hadn't thought about it before, but I felt that there should be a battle plan. ”

"Uh." Rao is Chen Haojie's strength in finding topics to answer the phone,At this time, I really don't know how to take it。

"Miss Xiyue doesn't need to worry, I have a plan. In my opinion, after we arrive at the Demon Island, we will first pick one side of the centaur to open the knife and destroy them all, if so, we will definitely be able to shock the other two sides and dare not do anything to us! At that time, we just need to recharge our energy and sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight. A young man with a feather fan in his hand said with a smile.

This person Jiang Xiyue also has some reflections, as if he is the grandson of the military advisor next to his grandfather, named Sun Liang.

Speaking of Sun Liang's grandfather, he is indeed resourceful, and he can analyze everything for his grandfather.

But Sun Liang's idea is far from it.

Even Jiang Xiyue, a girl without any combat experience, can find countless loopholes in his so-called scheme.

Why do you feel that your side can destroy others?

Well, even if you can destroy others, you must have suffered heavy losses, and you will also deter the people on the other two sides from not daring to do anything? Do you want to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight?

"Miss Xiyue, what do you think of Xiaosheng's plan?" Sun Liang shook the feather fan in his hand proudly and asked.

Jiang Xiyue waved his hand; "Let's think about it separately."

At this time, someone else began to offer ideas.

There were still voices of quarrels in the conference room.

If someone who knows a little bit hears their conversation inside, they must think that they are playing around and having fun.

Lin Xiu, who had been taking a nap in the room for a while, stretched out and sat up from the bed.

"It's so comfortable to make up for sleep!"

Lin Xiu looked left and right, but found that Zheng Zifan was not in the room.

But there's nothing strange about it, staying in this room all the time is really boring.

Lin Xiu couldn't hold it back and walked out towards the deck.

The dazzling sunlight spilled down from the sky, and the sea breeze blew on his face, making Lin Xiu feel extremely comfortable.

But immediately, Lin Xiu saw that the deck was full of people.

Basically more than a hundred deacons were on deck.

"Yo? What's wrong, it's so lively. Lin Xiu muttered and walked over to take a look.

However, the scene he saw immediately shattered Lin Xiu's good mood completely.

I saw Zheng Zifan being trampled under the feet of a knife-wielding man, and his face was blue and purple.

"Haha, the deacon of the Dao Alliance, it's really weak, it's also a Dao realm, and your combat power is too low." That person was Hu Keqin who wanted to trouble Lin Xiu in the morning.

As soon as Hu Yidao said this, the deacons of the Dao Alliance gritted their teeth one by one and glared at him angrily, they really dared to be angry but did not dare to speak.

This group of casual cultivators are all cultivators who have entered the Dao realm, and these deacons are only one-grade cultivators.

Lin Xiu's face turned black and walked over.

"Get your feet off the way! Otherwise, I'll cut it for you. ”

"Lord, master." Zheng Zifan saw Lin Xiu come out, and his face was also full of shame.

"Yo, boy......"

Before Hu Keqin's words were finished, Lin Xiu directly moved his hand and reflexively kicked Hu Keqin's chest.

Kick it backwards.

After taking a few steps back, Hu Keqin stabilized his figure.

Lin Xiu didn't bother to continue to care about him, and reached out to help Zheng Zifan up.

"How's it going, are you alright?"

"It's fine." Zheng Zifan said with an embarrassed face.

Lin Xiu then turned his gaze to Hu Keqin, as well as the nearly 100 scattered cultivators behind him.

"It's just a competition, what? Can't afford to lose? Hu Keqin said with a smile.

"What's going on?" Lin Xiu turned his head to Zheng Zifan and asked.

Zheng Zifan slowly talked about the matter.

Although the strength of this group of casual cultivators is much stronger than that of the original deacons of the Dao Alliance, the cultivation resources are completely incomparable.

Not jokingly, Zheng Zifan, the original deacon of the Dao Alliance, let ten people come out at will, and the spirit pills on their bodies were more than all these scattered cultivators combined.

Hu Keqin's scattered cultivation was naturally uneasy in his heart.

I want to win the spirit pill in the hands of these people by making a bet.

The rules are also quite fair, you don't have to bully people in Taoism, and you can fight completely by martial arts.

However, these deacons of the Dao Alliance, and these loose cultivators who licked blood on the knife edge, were completely flowers in a greenhouse, and even if they did not use their spiritual power, they were not their opponents.

They're not stupid either, and none of them are up to the fight.

For these casual cultivators, face is not so important, and seeing that they dare not fight, they all opened their mouths and insulted them.

Zheng Zifan has been sitting in the deacon position for so many years, and he really can't listen to those words, so he fights.

The result was, needless to say, a fiasco.

"I am willing to accept the loss of the bet and hand over the Soul Saving Pill." Hu Keqin shook his head and said with a smile.

Zheng Zifan clenched his fists and took a deep breath: "I don't have a storage elixir." ”

Zheng Zifan's Chu Ling Pill was given to Lin Xiu, and he didn't keep any of them.

"What? You want to break the contract, don't you? Hu Keqin's face suddenly became unsightly: "Don't think that Lao Tzu really doesn't dare to cut you." ”

"Deacon Zheng's Chu Ling Pill, we gave it." A deacon behind Zheng Zifan shouted.

"Yes, we will."

"Colleagues!" Zheng Zifan glanced back gratefully.

"Don't say it, Brother Zheng, you're helping us out."

Dozens of people shared it, and each person couldn't give a few.

Soon, he made up a small pocket, fifty spirit pills, and threw them to Hu Keqin.

(End of chapter)