Perhaps because the war is approaching, this is just a temporary market. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info countless treasures are placed on the stall like mortal things. However, every stall owner is a sorcerer, above the foundation realm, and even higher realms. But after all, it is the territory of the Wu clan, and nine out of ten of them are witches.

The treasures sold are really good, but they are difficult to get into. Qin Feng just sighed: "Heh! I knew that I wouldn't have sold the loot in my hands to the shops for cheap disposal. ”

Looking around, there was a dead wood garden on the side, and many cultivators gathered together seemed to be talking about something, Qin Feng suddenly became interested: "I'll go over there and have a look first." ”

Zhao Yiwen took Luo Qi's arm: "Then Luo Qi's sister and I will go shopping in this market." ”

Luo Qi's expression suddenly became a little embarrassed: "But, but." The cost of our spirit stones is already a little dwarfed. ”

Without waiting to finish speaking, Zhao Yiwen took Luo Qi's hand and said, "You don't have to buy it." It's a pleasure just to watch. ”

And then. ”

Zhao Yiwen stretched out her hand and subconsciously took it: "What?" But it was the Qiankun bag thrown by Qin Feng.

And Qin Feng had already walked away slowly with the nightmare: "Have fun, in an hour, I will come to you." ”

Pushing the cup and changing the lamp, it turned out that a group of heads and patriarchs of large and small forces gathered together to talk to each other. I have never liked this kind of hypocritical and meaningless entertainment. With this kind of effort, it is better to use it to improve one's self-cultivation, as long as the strength reaches that level, like-minded people will come to the door.

was about to leave, but suddenly heard a low roar from the nightmare on the side: "Wenwen, the dark one." ”

When Qin Feng heard the reputation, he saw that the two of them were talking to a group of wizards.

What Wenwen said was the rise: "So everyone, as long as you ......" The corner of her eye found Qin Feng coming over, and suddenly stopped abruptly.

Several sorcerers gathered around also discovered Qin Feng, and immediately said unkindly: "Hey, who is this cultivator?"

Ying Yi snorted coldly: "Qin Feng." "Take a step forward and protect Wenwen.

Wenwen was silent, not even daring to look directly at Qin Feng's gaze.

A sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked witch cultivator said angrily: "Hehe, I've admired the name for a long time." It turns out that this is Qin Feng who destroyed the two Wu clans and established a stronghold?"

Qin Feng didn't even look at it, and he didn't bother to pay attention to this kind of jumping clown. It's useless to say more, but Qin Feng wants to know a result: "Wenwen, why?"

As clean and neat as Qin Feng, Wenwen roared inexplicably: "You never saved us, you just used us." We outcasts are nothing more than tools in your hands to mine the veins of spirit stones. Supplies of all kinds always take precedence over the cultivators and your fanatics. I will, I will open a path for my fellow citizens with my own hands!

Stopping the nightmare that was about to make a sarcastic remark, Qin Feng said in a deep voice: "So you think the same way? Is this my idea, or is it your cheap master's lecture to you." He glanced at him again: "Or him?"

Wenwen flickered her eyes and looked directly into Qin Feng's eyes: "It's my own idea! In your eyes, the status of my compatriots is far lower than that of your so-called believers." On that day, the undead stormed the outer wall, and you were simply afraid that the second section of the wall would be lost, so you activated the ban on the floating mountain and indiscriminately attacked the station of my compatriots. And you, after you go back, are still protected by Zhao Yiwen! but symbolically removed from the position of regent. ”

"Qin Feng, you saved our kindness, I Wenwen keep it in mind, and he will repay it one day. But that's not why you're holding us back. I want to lead my people to find true dignity in their own strength!"

"You think so too?" Qin Feng couldn't help but be disappointed. It's rare to be optimistic about a genius, but the ideal is contrary to himself.

"So be it. The murderous nightmare turned away from him, and Qin Feng didn't reply: "Wenwen, you are doomed to fail." Not all people want to be fighters. And the narrow gate to the kingdom of heaven is not for all to pass through. ”

Wenwen's color suddenly changed, and she roared in a low voice: "Qin Feng, don't put on a savior's appearance. You and I both know that you are not God. ”

The words came out, and the evil nightmare that landed on his shoulder glanced at him with murderous intent. Qin Feng didn't look back, but his shoulders twitched involuntarily, and his feet were imperceptible, but he quickly disappeared into the crowd.

......

In less than half an hour, Qin Feng had already followed. Zhao Yiwen couldn't help but be a little surprised: "So fast?" As she spoke, she found that the nightmare's expression was a little fierce. Concerned asked, "Qin Feng, have you encountered something?"

Qin Feng shook his head: "It's nothing, it's just that I ran into Wenwen and Mingyi." Told Zhao Yiwen their attitude.

"Ahh Zhao Yiwen's face darkened: "Do you want me to ......?"

Qin Feng interrupted: "There's no need, since this is her choice." He grabbed Zhao Yiwen's arm, "Let's go, it's rare to meet such a market, don't you go and see what good things can you do?" It just so happens that I also plan to buy some talismans." ”

...... Three days later, the council was invited. The seats were divided according to the strength of the forces, and Qin Feng fell into an inconspicuous position in the middle. It's just that the full hall of witch cultivators is the only one who is a cultivator, and it's just a bit different.

Under the gaze of unkind, curious eyes. After a long time, the Lord finally arrived. However, it turned out to be just a man about twenty years old in the wizard realm, although he was still childish, but he was quite heroic. The tiger looked at the wolf, as if he wanted to swallow the mountains and rivers. It's just that in such a realm, can such a shallow age really convince the public? Qin Feng even felt that the Wu clan felt that the victory was in his hands. Only then did this noble son who didn't know which backer he was to come to gild.

However, what Qin Feng cared about even more was that the old man with yellow eyebrows, who seemed to be an attendant behind him, couldn't see his cultivation. It is very likely that he is a master of the Wushou Realm!

Qin Feng couldn't help but smack his tongue: "Where did this young man come from?" Wushou Realm, that is a master of the Yuan Infant Stage, even if it is a top sect, there are not many old monsters who are not born in the world, and the celestials who are bent on enlightenment and only seek to break through to a higher realm are all arrogant and perverse. However, this person is willing to be a guard for a young master of the wizard realm!

"Young Master Showa......" The sycophancy voices relieved Qin Feng's doubts, and he understood in a few words, it turned out to be the lineage of a bishop of the Witch God Temple. It's no wonder that this son doesn't seem to have the talent for cultivation from his face, but he reached the wizard realm at a young age, and he doesn't know how many elixirs he took in private.

This young lord called Showa has the demeanor of a superior person, and greets every patriarch who is vain. It's just that when his gaze finally swept over Qin Feng, he couldn't help but snort.

Suddenly, Qin Feng became the target of everyone, and hundreds of sorcerers and great witches looked at Qin Feng unkindly, as if they were about to swallow him alive.

It's like a house full of witches, like grass and planks, without any sense of existence. Qin Feng was not afraid, and sneered: "What, is the alliance leader just a little bit of belly?" This is not that Qin Feng is really bold and not afraid of death. Instead, it was expected that Showa would not dare to do anything to himself. If they really dare to attack it in groups, it will definitely make the entire Wu clan lose their majesty.

Showa's face was suddenly displeased: "You dare to talk to me like this! Even if you elders of the Liberation Alliance come to see me, you have to ......."

Seeing this scene, the old man with yellow eyebrows, who had been silent, couldn't help frowning and said: "Young master, ......"

"Ugh. Sensing the gaffe, Showa immediately stopped and never looked at Qin Feng again. Began to preside over the Parliament.

Listening to the eloquent conversation, Qin Feng clasped his hands on his chest and thought secretly: "Is it a radical!" This is not surprising, the elixir can quickly improve cultivation. But the mood and style of doing things need time to be tempered.

Be radical or conservative. But after all, don't expose your inner thoughts.

...... After chattering about a bunch of boring affairs, Showa changed his words: "Okay, let's get back to business." Now the undead outside are gathering and raging like a tidal wave, and in just a few days, hundreds of thousands of witches have died tragically, and they have been imprisoned under the butcher's knife and imprisoned without rest. Do you have a good way to retreat from the enemy? Please speak out boldly. As long as it is used by me, there will be a great reward. ”

Suddenly, the entire hall was silent. All people know that this is just a kind word. The knowledgeable people in the Witch God Temple don't know how to do it, who dares to take the lead and get an axe.

Showa glanced around, and the room was full of echoing looks. However, he looked at Qin Feng provocatively, and said sarcastically: "Your Excellency's name is Qin Feng? I have long heard that the people of Lingshu Shengzhou can fight well and are the best at scheming. Why don't you offer a plan for this king? ”

Knowing that Showa was playing tricks on himself, but he still had to match a few words, Qin Feng squinted his eyes and said lightly: "How else can you fight?" The time and place are all in your hands, and the follow-up Wu clan army is coming soon, this fortress is at the hub of this place, and the prohibition is so strong, the strong wall is waiting for the undead to send it to the door." ”

"Haha, hahahaha......" As if listening to some kind of great joke, Showa couldn't even close his mouth with his exaggerated laughter. After a long while, he said: "Let millions of his subjects be slaughtered by the tide of the undead, and hide in the shells of turtles? That is the work of cowards! This king only knows that the wise kings of the ancients have taken the initiative to fight for their people." Driving out the people, burning down the witch village, and clearing the wilderness? That is the work of cowards and tyrants! This king wants to personally lead a large army to defeat these unclean things......" Showa said impassionedly, and in his excitement, he even drew his sword and slashed at the table: "Those who dare to fear the enemy are like this case!"

Qin Feng was stunned for a moment: "What?" This, is this child's play? Could it be that the war can be won with a single blood?

Not only Qin Feng, but even the old man with yellow eyebrows on the side frowned suddenly, not expecting this to happen at all. couldn't help but speak: "Young master......"

However, the witch cultivators in the audience were excited. Everyone present, if not the patriarch, was a representative of a nearby ethnic group. Every faction is currently facing the problem of being infested by the tide of the undead, and if they can quickly deal with the tide of the undead and avoid wreaking havoc on their territory, it is tantamount to being very beneficial to themselves. So they got up and shouted Showa's name excitedly.

"Winning ......"

"Showa Zhiren!"

"Showa-sama. No, the young master of Showa is the future master of the Witch Temple!"

One by one, the sorcerers flattered, and these sycophants slapped in the right direction. Showa's expression was a little fluttering. Glory, merit, justice, isn't this what a vengeful nobleman desires?

In contrast, Qin Feng suddenly became a clown jumping off the beam, and almost everyone looked at it with disdain. I could only helplessly spread my hands and said secretly: "It's easier to talk than to do." "I can't help but become more vigilant in my heart, I'm afraid this battle will not be so easy to win!

Different from the applause of the hall, the old man with yellow eyebrows was sweating profusely: "Young master, what do you mean by this! Isn't the battle plan already specified! This is the elders of the Witch God Temple...... Because he was too excited, he even stammered a little. But I don't remember, hundreds of years ago, how he has been as out of shape as now.