"Wen Ting, I can understand your mood now." Qiang Ting breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes were slightly sharp, and he said slowly: "Luo Xiaoman is indeed a strange person with great luck. She alone is the Shura King. This matter of being a disciple is enough for us to take seriously!”
"Perhaps Luo Xiaoman will really surprise us in the battle to defeat the immortals."
"Um!"
Qiang Wenting nodded, her eyes shining with hot light, full of expectations for Luo Xiaoman. "Father, can we regain everything we lost this time?"
"Of course!" Two sharp divine lights burst out from Qiang Ting's eyes, as if they penetrated the void and reached the misty peak in the distance. "The world will eventually return to the hands of our Qiang clan!"
Feeling Qiang Ting's power, Qiang Wenting couldn't help but be infected and excited inside.
For a long time, immortals have been high up, overlooking the human world from the immortal world.
Now, it's time for them to step down from their high positions and be ruled by the Qiang clan again!
"That's right!" Suddenly, Qiang Wenting came back to her senses and said solemnly: "Piaomiao Immortal Realm has noticed our changes, and also noticed the importance of Luo Xiaoman, and is sending Qing Cang to snipe her."
"Qingcang, you're just a dog in the misty fairy world, don't worry too much." Qiang Ting flicked his sleeves and said nonchalantly: "Just let Wen Yi continue to contain them."
"yes!"
At the same time, the atmosphere in Qingcang Palace was very solemn.
Xuan Youlin reported the situation to Lord Qingcang with a serious look on his face, and the white light surrounding Lord Qingcang continued to tremble and surge.
"Luo Xiaoman is back and has repelled the four-nation coalition forces." The voice of Lord Qingcang is still so clear and sweet. "Ha, it seems that she has successfully rescued her mother from the Xuanyuan family."
"Lord Qingcang, isn't the Xuanyuan family an ancient family? Why can't you even deal with Luo Xiaoman?" Xuan Youlin frowned and said in disbelief: "What kind of evildoer is this Luo Xiaoman!"
"Youlin, Luo Xiaoman is not someone we can deal with right now." Lord Qingcang sighed and said quietly: "The Supreme Immortal has already said that we should try our best to harass Qinhuaicheng and not have direct contact with Luo Xiaoman. Collision."
Xuan Youlin's eyes turned cold, and he felt angrier than ever before.
His younger brother died tragically at the hands of Luo Xiaoman, and he suffered losses one after another. Even the Lord of Qingcang suffered from Luo Xiaoman's losses.
Could it be that this Luo Xiaoman really wants to do whatever she wants, but no one can cure her
"Youlin, I know what you are thinking." The Lord of Qingcang read Xuan Youlin's inner dissatisfaction from his brows. "Although we can't collide with Luo Xiaoman head-on, we can use other methods to deal with him."
"Lord Qingcang, what do you mean..."
"Soon after, there will be a competition among the ten sects. You ask the ten sects to send invitations to Luo Xuanzong."
Hearing this, Xuan Youlin's eyes lit up, and he understood what Lord Qing Cang meant. "Yes, I'll do it right away."
"Well, as for the Qiang family, continue to practice Tai Chi with them." The white light around Lord Qing Cang began to stir more intensely. "We want them to think that we have been sniping at Luo Xiaoman to distract them."
"yes!"
Xuan Youlin's eyes darkened, and resentment welled up in his heart, Luo Xiaoman, although I can't kill you with my own hands, some powerful guy can definitely cure you!
(End of chapter)