Little Zhe Villa.
Qian Shan, Ouyang Ye and Han Dong stood to the side, not knowing whether to stand or sit.
Liu Qingyan, Qingxi and the others of the Five Coloured Mountain were the same.
Feng Hua, Feng Lie and the other elders of the Demon Moon Palace were even more nervous. Although the Fei Yan Holy Man stood up, he lowered his head and bowed his body. He stood to the side, not daring to raise his head and not daring to speak.
None of them said anything.
They did not know what to say.
Yes.
They did not know.
Facing a mysterious and strange guy with an unknown background and identity, he had no idea what was going on.
Facing a person who was surrounded by the major sects of the Northwest, but was still drinking without fear.
Who could say anything?
They did not want to say anything right now. They only wanted to know why this person dared to do as he pleased, and even more wanted to know if he was the Childe Chiyan who was annihilated in the Taixuan Monument three years ago, and if he was really the successor of the King.
In the field.
Gu Qingfeng was lying back in his chair, holding a jug of wine in one hand. He was sipping wine from time to time. His legs were propped up on the table, and his eyes were closed. He seemed to be resting, and he looked a little tired.
He was indeed a little tired.
In order to help Elder Ku Mu rebuild his Primordial Spirit, he had been tormented for several days, and it was really tiring for him.
Rebuilding the Primordial Spirit required the use of some forbidden formations, and in the absence of suitable resources to set up these forbidden formations, Gu Qingfeng could only rely on his own mind to maintain them.
Ever since he was judged by the Great Dao, his mind had always been in a dispirited state. Although he had been slowly recovering, there was a limit to his recovery. Now, in order to set up the forbidden formations, he had used up a great deal of his mind, causing his already dispirited mind to become even weaker. Although it was not to the point of exhaustion, but the feeling of lack of mind made him unable to summon any energy.
"Big brother, you look very tired, are you okay? Do you need Jin Er to do anything for you? "
Little Jin Er was probably the only one who wasn't affected by the austere atmosphere. She stood beside Gu Qingfeng and diligently poured wine. Seeing that Gu Qingfeng was very tired, she said worriedly, "Big Brother, you must be exhausted from helping Elder Ku Mu rebuild his primordial spirit. How about … you go and rest first?"
Little Jin Er's words made Qian Shan, Ouyang Ye, Qing Xi, and the others speechless. They secretly sighed at her innocence and cuteness.
Rest?
Almost all of the experts from the major sects, Immortal Mansion, and Crimson had come for him. Would he dare to rest?
Gu Qingfeng was also amused by Little Jin Er's words. He looked at Little Jin Er and smiled helplessly. "I do want to rest, but the problem is that these people have to give way."
"Then big brother, what are you going to do … Are you going to kill these bad guys?"
"Murder …"
Gu Qingfeng frowned slightly. He raised his hand and tapped his forehead helplessly.
"Jin Er still clearly remembers big brother saying that you've killed countless people in your life. You've killed until you're numb and disgusted … Since that's the case, big brother, don't kill anymore, okay?"
Little Jin 'er's words made everyone present feel a sense of ridicule.
What did she mean by 'killed many people'?
Numb from killing?
Disgusted?
Was that even possible?
He was neither reincarnated nor reincarnated. Even if he really was the King's successor, he would only be in his early twenties. Even if he killed people every day, how many people could he kill? And how many people could he kill? Who did he think he was? Did he think he was King Chixiao himself?
"Hey, listen up. My big brother is tired and wants to rest. Also, my big brother really doesn't want to kill anymore. You can all leave, okay?"
Little Jin Er shouted at the crowd. "Jin Er doesn't know why you're looking for trouble with my big brother, and Jin Er doesn't want to know either. But Jin Er knows that my big brother is very powerful. Killing you is as easy as squashing an ant. Don't come looking for trouble with my big brother. You can't beat him. Take advantage of the fact that my big brother isn't angry now and leave quickly. If he really gets angry later, you won't be able to leave even if you want to."
No one believed Little Jin 'er's words. Everyone treated what she said as a joke, and a huge joke at that.
"Where did this little girl come from? How dare she spout such nonsense here!"
"Little girl who doesn't know the immensity of heaven and earth!"
"Killing us is as easy as squashing an ant? Haha! I'm not greedy! "
The personal disciples of the major sects stood up first, but they were all shouting and no one dared to act rashly. At least, although Primal Origin Sect's Cao Hongyun, Demon Moon Palace's Zhong Yulong, Tiger Might Wang Family's Wang Family's Wang Family's Wang Family's Zhu Chi Gongzi and the other so-called Ten Prides of the Northwest, they didn't act rashly.
Then, led by Murong Tian, Shentu Hao, Han Feng and the rest of Immortal Mansion's 24 geniuses also stood up.
At the same time, led by Wan Dongfang, Gao Yuan, Lei Guang, Qi Hang and the rest of the nine dragons and eighteen elephants also stood up.
They were all influential figures of the Northwest's younger generation. Although they were arrogant and confident, confidence didn't mean arrogance. In the face of a mysterious and strange person, none of them dared to act rashly.
Of course.
Not daring to act rashly didn't mean that they didn't dare to act rashly.
They stood up at this moment to show their attitude to the others.
As long as someone dared to take the lead, they would follow without hesitation.
But who would be the first to take the lead?
The personal disciples of the major sects were waiting for Immortal Mansion and Red Flag, and Immortal Mansion and Red Flag were waiting for the other party to take the lead.
At this time, a bell-like voice sounded in the field.
"Junior, who the hell are you?!"
Everyone looked over and saw an old man standing up. He was one of the three Incense Masters of Long Rainbow Branch, Xue Feng. He was also the grandfather of Wu Hen, who had his cultivation crippled by Gu Qingfeng at Five Colored Mountain. At the same time, Chi Yu's grandfather, Hong Wen, also stood up.
However, Chi Xiao's people weren't the only ones who came this time. There were also more than ten old Chi Xiao's people who were in charge of other branches.
Whether it was their grandson or their maternal grandson, the two of them loved them very much. Now that their grandson's cultivation had been crippled, they naturally couldn't tolerate it. Otherwise, they wouldn't have come out of seclusion and made such a big fuss.
If it was someone else, with their temper, they would've already taken revenge for their grandson.
But in the face of someone who might be the King's successor, they hesitated.
They must take revenge!
They must take action.
But before taking revenge, before taking action, they must be sure whether the person in front of them was the King's successor.
Opposite.
Gu Qingfeng was lying back in a chair, taking a glass of wine from little Jin Er. He took a sip, looked at Xue Feng, Hong Wen, and more than ten other Chi Xiao's people, and said softly, "You are all Chi Xiao's people from the Black Abyss Flag. If I remember correctly, you are the Incense Master of the Black Abyss Flag. Your Taoist name is Xue Feng, and your nickname is Three Snow Blades."
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