One of the female cultivators coughed heavily, and the four male cultivators instantly came back to their senses and retracted their gaze in embarrassment.

They are not womanizers, just because this girl is so beautiful, they are stupid for a while, and they lose their minds.

"She is the little ancestor of the Vientiane Sect, the demon girl who ruined our family." A refugee suddenly jumped up and pointed at Feng Nianxi, with a look of hatred.

The other refugees stood up one after another, pointing at Feng Nianxi and scolding.

"Demon girl, you rely on your magic power to kill innocent people, and Lei Gong will split you sooner or later."

"You inhuman demon, return the lives of my wife and children!"

"Kill her! Avenge the dead family and folks! ”

Dozens of refugees rushed over like crazy. The hateful gaze was like substance, almost piercing Feng Nianxi.

Feng Nianxi frowned, confused: What did she do? How did you become a demon girl? Is it because he destroyed the Shangyin Sect, or because he beat the Xuanwu Divine Monarch?

Ouyang Kun and Shi Dashan Mengwu hurriedly stopped the crazy refugees, poured their divine power, and shouted: "Fellow villagers, calm down, you have something to say." Then the coercion was unleashed.

Dozens of refugees immediately seemed to be frozen, unable to move any further.

There was silence for a moment.

One of the refugees cried, "Oh my God! There is no revenge, and there is nowhere to redress the wrongs. The devil is in charge, how can we poor people live? ”

"Oh my God, open your eyes! Save us poor people! ”

The crying infected the others, and the refugees let out their grief and cried heartbreakingly. Even a few casual cultivators next to him were moved, and looked at Feng Nianxi suspiciously. It turned out that this was Feng Xiaozu, how could it be different from what they heard in Nanping Town?

"Quiet!" It's not loud, but it hits the soul. Once again, the refugees were silenced. They were in pain, angry, but powerless to resist, and their bodies were filled with despair.

Feng Nianxi walked out of the tea house, facing the fire-breathing gaze of the refugees, with a calm face: "Fellow villagers, I don't know what happened to you, and I don't understand why you saw me shouting and killing." But I can swear that I have never met you before this. If you really want to get revenge, calm down and make things clear. ”

"Phew! Pretending. It's you, the demon girl, who has harmed tens of thousands of lives in our Siyang City, you will be punished, you will not die well! A short, thin-faced man scolded again.

From the very beginning, it was he who recognized Feng Nianxi first and took the lead in scolding. Secretly instigated the refugees to fight hard with Feng Nianxi. He thought he was doing a secret, but he didn't know that in front of the high cultivators, even the changes in his aura could not be hidden, how could he have a secret.

Feng Nianxi narrowed her eyes slightly, her gaze as sharp as a knife. Mental power surrounded him like a tidal wave.

The short, thin-faced man's face changed, and he said loudly, "I only saw a woman casting a spell in the air, causing a flood to flood our village. After I escaped, a god gave me money to remember the person in the portrait, saying that she was the little ancestor of the Vientiane Sect who flooded Siyang City. Let me tell the other surviving refugees to seek revenge on her. And promised to give me another 10,000 heavenly coins after the matter was completed. ”

All the refugees were stunned: there was still a reward for identifying the murderer? How did they not know? Something seems wrong.

A few casual cultivators also heard a bit of conspiracy and glanced at each other.

"In other words, you only saw a female cultivator casting a spell to flood Siyang City, and you didn't see the female cultivator's appearance clearly, and you don't know who she is, right?"

The refugees nodded. They are mere mortals, with limited vision. It is possible to vaguely distinguish whether the person flying in the air is a woman, or according to the bright dress on her body.

"Said that the murderer is the little ancestor of the Vientiane Sect, and that immortal also told you?"

The thin-faced short man nodded repeatedly...... w, please keep in mind: free fastest update no anti-theft no anti-theft