"Huh?" Rong Zang's face was covered with veins, and he resisted the terrifying gravity suppression. For a moment, he even forgot about Jueying. The gravity field here is neither turbulent nor rippled, but as silent as stagnant water. Sitting here feels like falling into the abyss of the sea, with oppression from all directions, as if there are countless giant mountains trying to blast him into pieces. Grind it into minced meat!
"They are the mercenaries who stole the nectar of the stars, the group of people protected by Xiao Yong of the Qianjun Mansion. They accepted the invitation and are on their way." The man kept coughing as he spoke, and blood could not stop flowing from the corner of his mouth. , most of the blood from his body slipped away, and his consciousness became blurred.
Rong Zang finally sobered up a little, and Jueying actually dared to accept the invitation. , but when he looked up and saw the man's appearance, he frowned slightly. Why did he look so half-dead? Bitten by a dog? His mind was distracted, and his tense momentum suddenly went into chaos. In an instant, the anxious confrontation suddenly collapsed. His majestic body suddenly collapsed, and a mouthful of blood gushes out from his chest, and it spurted out even though he couldn't hold it back. .
The elder standing behind him immediately raised his hand, setting off a fierce aura and holding the field for Rong Zang.
Rong Zang was angry and roared like a beast. He stood up with disheveled hair, his majestic body and exaggerated momentum, like a furious lion, glaring at the man fiercely.
"Young Master, make atonement!" The man's expression suddenly changed and he knelt heavily on the ground.
"Who beat you like this?" Rong Zang calmed down for a while, and walked out of the spacious and magnificent martial arts field under the protection of the elders behind him. As soon as he left the field, the aura that had been suppressed for ten days was unconsciously released, setting off a wave of The strong wind blew the gravel and sand under my feet.
"Jueying's people."
"Where did they get the courage?" Rong Zang looked down at the man kneeling in front of him like a majestic and angry lion. This is his bodyguard, this is his dog, who is so tired of living
"I don't know either. I just walked in and handed over the invitation. Before I said anything, they injured me and told me to get out of here. They arrived shortly after and told the young master to prepare wine and food. The tone is very arrogant." The man described it with embarrassment.
"Is it really Jueying?" Rong Zang's voice was thick and deep. He was famous for protecting his shortcomings, but he hated being deceived even more. He clenched his fists, accumulating strength. If this guy dared to nod, he would punch him in the head! Jueying is just some casual cultivator mercenary, how dare you be so arrogant?
"A person I've never seen before. He's very high-level, but he's not from Qianjun Mansion." The man was very sure. He was mainly responsible for monitoring Qianjun Mansion and knew the situation there very well. However, that person was very unfamiliar and had no impression of him. .
Rong Zang unclenched his fists, snorted, walked past him, and shouted: "Prepare the food and wine to welcome the guests!"
"Yes!!" More than a dozen guards shouted to accept the order. Jueying, who did not know whether to live or die, did not take the initiative to beg for mercy and apologize, and dared to hurt their tribesmen, but now that they are here, don't even think about going back intact.
Wen Yang Mengzhu led Qin Ming across the mountains and arrived at the Golden Wolf tribe two hundred kilometers away. Before they could get close, Rong Zang was already waiting for them in the big valley ten miles away.
"That's Rong Zang!" Wen Yang introduced in a low voice, feeling a little nervous.
Mengzhu and others were also nervous, frightened by Rong Zang's violent momentum. This man was the son of the Golden Wolf Clan, and ten miles ahead was the 'Number One Earth Sect', the holy land of physical martial arts in the world, the Golden Wolf Clan! Those body-refining guys are all lunatics, their fighting styles are extremely violent, and they are more ferocious than ferocious beasts. In this vast Sinking Star Rainforest, not to mention the casual cultivators, even the ferocious beasts are not willing to face the Golden Wolf Clan. Otherwise, it will definitely make you wonder who is the demon and who is the human. If you want to eat them, they want to eat you even more!
Rong Zang only brought five people, but they were all his confidants, including guards and worshipers. The highest level was the seemingly dry worshiper, the eighth level of Shengwu, a physical martial arts he personally recruited. Although he is not a direct line member, he is an important figure in the collateral line. It is easy to recruit some elite guards.
Rong Zang and the others frowned slightly. They originally thought that these people had tortured Jueying enough, but they didn't expect that the other party suddenly came to the eighth level of Shengwu.
"That's right, it's the eighth level of the Holy Martial Arts." The thin worshiper reminded in a low voice.
"Is there someone from the eighth heaven in Jueying?" Rong Zang turned around and stared at the injured man fiercely.
That person was stunned. Eighth Heaven? So strong? I really don’t know.
"Master Rong Zang, I'm really sorry for asking you so many times. Where are the food and drinks? Are you having a picnic here today?" Qin Mingduo paid more attention to the old man. Rong Zang's realm was only the fifth heaven, and he had nothing to do with him. The threat was that the old man turned out to be an eighth-level Shengwu. The physical martial arts in this realm are all warriors who have been tempered for thousands of times. They are worthy of
Pay attention to.
"Who are you?" Rong Zang looked at Qin Ming with thick eyebrows.
"I'm 'Jue', the commander of Jueying! I've been busy outside for the past two years and I just came back recently. I heard that Young Master Rong Zang takes good care of Jueying. He has helped many times and even sent more than 20 invitations to Jueying. Ying being a guest of the Golden Wolf Clan is really flattering to vulgar people like us." Qin Ming looked at them with a smile but not a smile, he was polite, but he didn't seem so polite.
Jueying still has a leader? No wonder, how could that little guy Wen Yang control Jueying? It turned out that there was a big guy behind him, and he was at the eighth level of the Holy Martial Arts. With such a character at the helm, the level of this mercenary team instantly improved a lot. "Haha, I asked you kindly, but you don't seem to accept it sincerely. Did you injure my man?"
"I misunderstood. He insisted on sparring, but I kept pushing him away. Then I couldn't stand it any longer, so I practiced a few moves with him."
"He wants to compete with you?" Rong Zang's face darkened. Why are you coaxing your grandson? He is a first-level heaven, and he comes to you to discuss with the eighth-level heaven
"Maybe... ha... he's... a bit..." Qin Ming pointed to his head and chuckled: "I don't quite understand what he thinks, but since he insists, there's nothing I can do about it."
"Shameless! Bastard! It's obviously you who hurt me!" The man who was standing behind was furious when he heard this. How dare you, a little mercenary, tease the Golden Wolf Clan
"My mouth is on you. If you insist on being wronged, there is nothing I can do about it." Qin Ming shrugged casually.
Rong Zang smiled, and his smile was gloomy: "Are you crazy?"
Qin Ming pretended to be surprised and raised his eyebrows: "Master Rongzang, what do you mean? We were invited by you as guests. Did we do something wrong and offend you?"
"What nonsense are you talking about! Are you really the commander of Jueying?" Rong Zang was quite unhappy seeing him like that.
"This is still false."
"Can you represent Jueying?"
"certainly!!"
"I have prepared wine and food for you. You can eat and drink as you like. But before we start, there are some things we need to talk about."
"Listen."
"Jueying has stolen a total of twenty-six drops of star nectar from the Golden Wolf clan in the past two years, and one crystal!"
"Is this happening? Did you steal something from the Golden Wolf clan?" Qin Ming asked Mengzhu and the others behind him in a deep voice.
Mengzhu hummed: "We are a group of casual cultivators, can we steal things from the Golden Wolf Clan? Are we too high-minded, or is the Golden Wolf Clan's iron-clad defense just in vain?"
"It seems so." Qin Mingxiao asked Rong Zang: "I think there may be some misunderstanding here. How can Jueying steal things from the Golden Wolf Clan? Even if we have ten of our guts, we wouldn't dare."
"Are you pretending to be stupid?"
"I don't quite understand what Young Master Rong Zang means."
"You're acting with me!"
"Even more confused!"
Rong Zang laughed angrily: "I think you are tired of living!"
"Young Master Rong Zang, the Golden Wolf Clan is a large sect. We must act rationally and maintain face! You can't say we steal things, but we really do."
"The Chenxing Rainforest has the rules of the Chenxing Rainforest. All the star nectar here belongs to the Golden Wolf Clan. No matter who it is, as long as they find it and pick it back for us, they will be rewarded! Anyone who dares to steal it is stealing! It's clear enough. Already?"
"All the star nectar in the rainforest comes from the Golden Wolf Clan? Are the Glaze Qianteng Flowers raised by the Golden Wolf Clan?"
"We said yes, that's it. What's wrong, you're not convinced?"
"Don't dare. Don't get me wrong. I'm just asking casually. If you say yes, then yes! Anyone who takes the nectar of the stars privately is a thief! They should be severely punished!!"
Rong Zang snorted coldly, this is still a human saying.
The two female team members behind Mengzhu whispered. "Why did the commander surrender? It's like he has changed."
"What do you know? When you change your face, of course you also have to change your personality. You act like a mercenary commander, not the king of the Heavenly King's Palace! You are crazier than Rong Zang, who doesn't doubt it?"
"That's right, hehe, I'm a little unaccustomed to it."
"Ahem!" Mengzhu coughed a few times to remind them not to talk nonsense.
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