After listening to Shen Tu's majestic report, he looked at each other with a small look.

I only feel that the qualifications of these Xiqi people are terrifyingly strong.

The true spiritual root is nothing in the Lingmen faction, after all, the Lingmen gathers the geniuses of the Eastern Spirit Realm.

But in this barren sandy plain.

Try it one by one.

There's even a one-in-a-million Heavenly Spirit Root! What is this probability? If Xiqi is still as rich in aura as thousands of years ago, why should these talented guys be bullied by the little foundation building monk of Nanding, and send one person at will to crush them all to death with one finger!

"Stop yelling!"

Just when Zhenxiao was thinking about what to do next, the man who had been lying flat on the sand suddenly let out a loud cry.

His order succeeded in preventing the high priest from screaming excessively frightened by Shen Tu and the howling of his own people.

"You ...... Are you really here to help us? The man's gaze fell straight on Zhen Xiaoxiao.

"It's impossible to help all the time, just passing by."

Zhen Xiaoxiao replied with certainty, after all, they could only stay in Xiqi for three months. And there's a lot of important work to be done.

"I understand."

The man smiled wryly, a cautious look of gratitude on his young face.

"My name is Shui Zhongdi, I don't know how many immortals, what do you call them?"

The reason why he suddenly changed his attitude was because after being treated by Xiao Congee, Shui Zhongdi suddenly felt swelling pain and numbness in his lower limbs, unlike before, as if he was paralyzed and completely lost all sensation.

And they ......

It's really saving people!!

After this discovery, the heart was beating wildly.

Although I don't understand what the purpose of the really little group is, now think about it, none of what they have done since they arrived has hurt themselves and their people.

"My name is Little Fairy." Really little eyes pointed at himself expressionlessly.

After all, he came to Xiqi to do things, and he didn't have a few pseudonyms, so he was really not up to grade.

If Beiyan and Nanding monks knew that their team of people and horses were all disciples of Dongling, when the Beidong War started, wouldn't all the artillery fire bombard Lingmen?

"Here are the dried fish, the dynamite pack, the powder keg, the zombie face, the good old man, the machete, the little pigeon, the shopkeeper's and the god stick."

Finger Porridge, Liusui, Yangyan, Shentu Weiran, Wang Huan, Tan Feng, Qianxia, Jinbai and Chenguang...... It's really a little nickname's attainments, and it's done in one go.

Hehe......

Hear such a name.

The expression on Shui Zhongdi's face was shattered and shattered, and he really didn't know how to complain.

After an awkward moment of silence, he said to Yang Yan in the water, "Then...... Fire, fire warriors, can ...... Can you give my sister back to me first? ”

As soon as he reminded him, everyone found out that Shui Zhongdi's sister was still being carried by Yang Yan, and she continued to gnaw on his arm unrelentingly, but unfortunately she worked hard for a long time and didn't even leave a tooth mark.

"Give."

I almost forgot about this kitten, Yang Yan gave it happily, but it took a lot of effort to tear the little girl off her arm.

The younger sister returned to her side, and Shui Zhongdi became more and more convinced that the real little group had no malicious intentions.

"So...... What about those people? ”

His fingers were disposed of by Zhen Xiaoxiao in the morning, and he stripped off the magic weapon storage bag, and the blood night Ji and his party that were stacked under the temple continued to ask questions.

"It's none of my business, you can handle it yourself." Really smiled and waved his hand.