early morning

The place where Yao Chi negotiated with the Hehuan Holy Land

This is a small island full of spirit, and there is no home for the time being.

For this negotiation, Yaochi Da Neng came to two of them.

Elder Taishang Bronze Flower Mother-in-law, a peerless power.

One of the Seven Immortal Gu of Yaochi, the purple-clothed Immortal Gu Nangong Ling.

The Grand Elder of Yunmeng Sect, the new protector of Yaochi, Qingyangzi.

Gou Changsheng sat in the first row, drinking tea boringly.

negotiation

It's just talking to each other

exquisite, an invincible and shameless momentum.

Qingyangzi said loudly: "The Blood Spirit Sect must return all the territories that occupy the Yunmeng Sect. ”

Blood Spirit Sect Sect Master Blood Sanren chuckled, "We fought it down, why should we return it?" ”

The two powerful men of the hostile forces began to talk amicably.

One wants to cede the land and pay compensation, and the other wants to recover the lost land.

One said that what could not be obtained on the battlefield could not be discussed at the negotiating table.

Qingyangzi was furious and smashed the table in front of him.

The bloody man crushed the teacup in his hand, and was also angry.

The two great powers shouted angrily and greeted each other's eighteenth generation ancestors.

The two powerful people of the Hehuan Holy Land drank tea with expressionless faces.

Yusanren shook the paper fan lightly and blinked at Nangong Ling to discharge.

Yin Sanren looked at Granny Tonghua with disgust, pinched his nose and shook his head slightly.

The representatives of the Blood Spirit Sect and the Cloud Dream Sect stood up one by one to help in the battle.

The sound of scolding resounded for hundreds of miles.

Wu Shi frowned slightly, and the Blood Spirit Sect monk subconsciously retreated.

Emperor Xuanyi, turned his head to look at the nameless senior brother who was bent on drinking tea and paddling.

Is negotiation an art?

Elegant?

Verbal warfare, verbal exchanges?

That's it......

Senior brother, do you have any misunderstanding about elegance and art?

The worldly scolding street is a little stronger than this.

The vegetable market is not so noisy.

Dongfang Qiu put down the teacup and glanced at the monk of the Yunmeng Sect.

With just one glance, the Yunmeng Sect cultivator immediately became nervous.

As a result, the atmosphere of the negotiations gradually changed.

The lively scene was gone, and both sides regained the demeanor of the monks of the great sect.

Blood Spirit Sect monks, no one wants to see the Yao Chi Holy Son without a beginning.

The monks of the Yunmeng Sect didn't want to meet Dongfang and seek defeat.

This is the majesty of killing out on the battlefield.

Concubine Luo, the new sect leader of Yunmeng Sect, sat swaggering beside Gou Changsheng.

There is only one person at a seat, and such an intimate act naturally cannot be concealed from the monks.

Gou Changsheng frowned slightly, but did not make a sound to stop him.

As the alternate saint son of Yaochi, he needs to give face to the sect leader of the strongest vassal sect.

This is called respect, and it is about the relationship between Yaochi and Yunmeng Sect.

Concubine Luo, who had a beautiful face and a face that surpassed Yunmengze, said in a deep voice: "The homeland of Yunmeng Sect must be returned, and we do not accept any additional conditions. ”

The Blood Spirit Sect monk wanted to refute, but he just looked at the namelessness of the Holy Son, and no one dared to speak.

On the battlefield, you really can't win against this holy son!

Heads-up, you can't beat it.

The alternate Saint Maiden from the Blood Spirit Sect chuckled and said, "This is the peace talks between the two holy lands, you don't have the qualifications and strength to say this." ”

Hearing this, Concubine Luo gritted her teeth and crushed the teacup in her hand.

The woman's pretty face turned pale, and she felt pathetic.

It is obviously the homeland of Yunmeng Sect, but now it has no qualifications to fight for it!

Whether it is life or death is up to no vassals.

"Huh...... She's not qualified to be fake. However, this is also the meaning of Yao Chi. Restore the pre-Great War sphere of influence without accepting any strings attached. The alternate saint Nangong Chengcheng interjected

The two alternate saintesses began to argue with each other.

Without a single dirty word, taunt and suppress the opponent.

Gou Changsheng held back his smile and watched the play seriously, it is rare for beauties to quarrel.

Sure enough, she is worthy of a saint!

The two sides fought one-on-one, and it was difficult to tell the winner for a while.

The alternate Holy Son Long Aotian laughed and said, "Since it has been fought on the battlefield, there is no reason to return it. Although the territory of my holy place is large, not an inch is superfluous. ”

"You fart, why don't you come back and try." The Alternate Holy Son said angrily

The two alternate sons began to curse each other, and the words were so vulgar that they were unbearable.

Slap each other's tables and point at a decisive stance.

Wushi listened to it for a long time and wanted to leave directly.

If you continue to talk about it like this, there will be no results at all.

If you continue to stay, you will waste your time!

With this time, it is enough to practice a sage secret art.

Yun Yan, the holy daughter of Yaochi, was quick in her eyes and grabbed the corner of the little junior brother's clothes.

The girl said seriously: "You can't go now, as soon as you leave, our momentum will be broken." ”

Wu Shi sighed lightly, he really didn't want to speak.

It seems that the Holy Son will quarrel later.

Such...... It's better to just fight!

"We won't give up an inch of territory, and it's not difficult for Yaochi to go back. The next time Yunmengze fights, you will grab it back if you have the ability. The Holy Maiden of the Hehuan Holy Land smiled

Yun Yan chuckled and said, "Why wait for next time, let's continue to fight." The territory of Yaochi cannot be missing an inch. ”

The confrontation between the saints of the two holy places is really elegant and direct.

Since ancient times, the Holy Maiden of Yaochi has been a representative of beauty.

Every move is like a fairy, it is a real demeanor, and there is a unique temperament.

The two generations of saints in the Hehuan Holy Land are also rare beauties.

The golden bottle has the reputation of the wonderful fairy of the Northern Regions, and the natural charm body attracts people's reverie.

In terms of attraction to male monks, it is better than Yun Yan.

Because, all normal friars want to sleep with her.

Born with a stunner with a variety of styles, his eyes are very affectionate.

Wushi pinched the corners of his clothes, and secretly said, "Senior brother, I won't quarrel...... What will I do? ”

Gou Changsheng laughed out loud, coughing and not stopping: "The so-called no trick wins with a trick, and a thousand words are better than a silence." Well, you can just play freely. ”

A pair of eyes looked at the Son Nameless, not knowing what he was laughing at.

Do you laugh at your enemies, or do you mock your own people?

Jin Bei'er's smile disappeared, she really hated being nameless.

Yun Yan grinded her teeth and said that she had negotiated. If you don't speak, forget it, and dare to laugh at your own people!

The two saints were unhappy, but they both remained graceful.

Suddenly, all eyes were on the Holy Son of Yaochi.

Because, Beginningless lifted the table.

The monks instantly became nervous, thinking that the Holy Son of Yaochi was going to beat people without a beginning.

Who knows, Wu Shi changed the direction of the seat.

In the incredulous gaze of everyone, they turned their backs to the negotiators of the Hehuan Holy Land.

Gou Changsheng couldn't hold back any longer, laughing and slapping the table.

In a flash

The Holy Maidens and Holy Sons of Yaochi also began to slap the table.

Immediately, it was the Yunmeng Sect monk who followed and slapped the table.

Hahaha......

The Holy Son laughed selflessly, and couldn't help but pound the ground with his hands!

The saint Nangong fell into the city, laughing and bursting into tears.

The Hehuan Holy Land and the Blood Spirit Sect monks instantly became furious.

This......

Look at the back of the head, and don't say a word in the negotiation......

It's not very hurtful, but it's extremely insulting.

Long Aotian roared, "Beginningless...... You don't look down on people...... You're too arrogant......"

Even the Yusan people, who have practiced for thousands of years, have also been broken.

This deputy sect master of the Hehuan Holy Land broke the fan bone.

The two-thousand-year-old mother-in-law of Tonghua also feels that her holy son is too much......

Dongfang sighed lightly in defeat, and chose to benchmark very helplessly.

The two times turned their backs to the Yaochi Holy Land, and the monks of the Hehuan Holy Land slapped the table frantically.

In terms of momentum, you must not lose!

"......Shhhhh

immature

Yin Sanren and Nangong Ling looked at each other, and it was a new breakthrough to talk about it like this!

Concubine Luo's face was flushed, and she felt that she hadn't been so happy for a long time.

It's just that the homeland of Yunmeng Sect hasn't settled yet.

The woman secretly pulled the corners of the clothes of the people around her, and a series of victories in the war made her rely on trust without knowing it.

After a meal, the negotiation room was quiet again.

Blood Lingzi, the young sect master of the Blood Spirit Sect, sneered: "The territory was fought down by us with blood and bones, and it is impossible to return it. ”

"Hmph, that's from our ancestors. If you don't pay it back, the 100,000 monks of our Yunmeng Sect will be 100,000 troops. Han Feiyu said in a deep voice

Blood Lingzi laughed and said, "Then you guys come to fight, there is no Yaochi to make a move." Believe it or not, our Blood Spirit Sect can destroy your Yunmeng Sect. ”

Deathly silence

The faces of the Yunmeng Sect monks were pale, and the Blood Spirit Sect monks were smiling.

Truth be told, it's always hard to argue with.

"Hehe, what a majesty." Gou Changsheng suddenly got up

All eyes converged, and they finally waited for Nameless to speak!

I don't want to fight, but I don't want to back down either.

Blood Lingzi gritted his teeth and didn't dare to say a word.

"I give you two choices, the first one is to maintain the pre-war sphere of influence of both sides and leave the territory of Yunmeng Sect unconditionally." Gou Changsheng said indifferently: "Either we can't talk, let's continue to fight." What Yaochi lost, we will definitely get back. ”

The Blood Scatterer gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, well, our Blood Spirit Sect is not afraid of a battle." ”

Qingyangzi shouted angrily: "Then let's fight"

To fight or not to fight, this is a question.

Gou Changsheng sat back and poured himself tea.

The process is over, and there is nothing left for him.

(End of chapter)

Lewen