Qin Dong glanced at the other party and was not in a hurry to answer, but his head was spinning rapidly. Read the latest chapter of VIP\Valley>
Qin Dongzheng was worried about how to persuade Huangshan, but he didn't expect that the fantasy beast tribe helped him. It is usually difficult for Huangshan to be convinced, but now that he is about to face a disaster, it may not be that difficult to convince him.
"Hey, I'm talking to you, didn't you hear me?" Seeing Qin Dong acting as if no one else was around and ignoring his questions, the eighth-level fantasy beast warrior suddenly became furious.
Qin Dong glanced at him and was about to answer when a sigh suddenly came from his ears. This sigh was so soft that if Qin Dong hadn't been extremely advanced in cultivation and had excellent hearing, he would never have been able to detect it. From this sigh, Qin Dong could hear pity and intolerance. He couldn't help but feel something in his heart and subconsciously looked in the direction where the sigh came from. [
"Is it him?" Qin Dong's heart moved. The person who sighed was none other than the handsome bearded man, the leader of human monks. If you look carefully at his expression, you can see clearly that he can't bear it, which is consistent with the sigh. Qin Dong became curious, for whom was this handsome man unable to bear it, and for whom was he feeling pity? Is it for him? If it was really for him, then this beautiful bearded man's thoughts would be very interesting.
"Damn it! Do you want to die?" Being ignored by Qin Dong again, the master of the fantasy beast clan became even more furious.
"Brother Chang Qi, he should be just a little guy from the Jinmang Sect. Why do you need to be familiar with him?" Before Qin Dong had time to answer, the beautiful bearded man rushed to speak, and his words were vaguely protective of Qin Dong. The meaning of east.
The sigh, expression, and words of the beautiful bearded man made Qin Dong doubly puzzled. Could it be that this beautiful bearded man was not really with the fantasy beast tribe? Qin Dong took a closer look and found a clue. These human monks intentionally or unintentionally kept a distance from the fantasy beast tribe. A dozen human monks were headed by the beautiful bearded man, while the thirty-odd fantasy beast warriors were led by the ninth-level fantasy beast clan old man. Although the two sides came together, they formed two camps intentionally or unintentionally, and they were by no means monolithic.
"Young minion? Hehe... Hui Wuxu, I'm afraid you've made a mistake. This guy can dodge my sword energy. There's no way he's just a minion from the Jin Mang Sect." Chang Qi stared at Qin Dong with a pair of eyes. His eyes were filled with a bloodthirsty cold light, and the smile on his face was even more ferocious, as if he was determined to defeat Qin Dong.
"Oh? Why didn't I see it?" Hui Wuxu, the beautiful bearded man, shook his head, with a look of confusion on his face.
Chang Qi sneered and said, "Who knows if you didn't see it or if you still have ulterior motives."
"Huh? Chang Qi, what do you mean by this?" As soon as Chang Qi finished speaking, Hui Wuxu's expression suddenly became indignant.
Chang Qi ignored Hui Wuxu's anger and said coldly, "What do I mean? You know very well, why do you need to ask me so many times? You, like your master, do not sincerely submit to our Fantasy Beast Clan, but order... You have sinister intentions! You deceived the eldest prince, but you cannot deceive me, Chang Qi!"