The name Fang Yu is not famous in the wild world." Fang Yu replied calmly.

The leader's smile did not diminish and he said: "I understand your concerns about us, but since you can stand here and talk to me, it means... you still choose to believe in us for the time being."

"You summed it up well, so...you have to let me see your performance next." Fang Yu said.

The conversation between Fang Yu and the leader of Tianbei Sect seemed a bit strange in the eyes of Ji Jiutian and Han Miaoyi.

Because they didn't know what Fang Yu and Ningyu talked about when they met.

However, judging from the current scene, the Tianbei Sect seems to be cooperating with Fang Yu.

Regarding this, I think it is a good thing to offer sacrifices to Jiutian.

But Han Miaoyi didn't see it that way.

Her eyes were mostly fixed on Saint Ningyu.

Now that the leader appeared, her eyes were locked on him again. His eyes looked calm on the surface, but in fact... they were cold and cold.

"We will not let you down," the leader said.

"Then tell me your name first." Fang Yu said, raising his eyebrows slightly.

"Ningyan." The leader replied.

"oh?"

Fang Yu glanced at Ningyu and asked, "Are you mother and daughter or sisters?"

"It has nothing to do with the relationship." Ningyan said with a smile, "In the Tianbei Sect, every saint will have "Ning" as her surname. The name was given by the ancestor of the sect and cannot be changed."

"That's right..." Fang Yu nodded.

"I think You Chang should have explained to you the situation in Zhonghuang." Ningyan said.

"I told you," Fang Yu said, "I heard that you went to the Chaos Camp's banquet today. I wonder what information you brought back."

Ningyan nodded lightly and said, "What I want to say next...is about the Chaos Camp."

Tianbei Prefecture, outside Yongxin City.

In a mountain forest, Lin Batian sat on the branch of a towering tree and raised his left palm.

On his left palm, a dark magic ball condensed.

The magic ball was making a sound.

The sound was very strange, obscure and harsh.

But Lin Batian listened very carefully.

Bai Mei was not on the branch, but quietly waiting for Lin Batian on the ground below.

About half an hour later.

"Damn it, when will this dark-bound spirit get rid of its long-winded habits? There are a thousand words in a paragraph, and 990 of them are useless." Lin Batian jumped down from the branch,

He complained helplessly, "For half an hour, it spoke tens of thousands of words, but in the end, it extracted only one sentence."

"Lord, what did it say?" Bai Mei asked.

"It said that most of the news about Qing Tianzun came from Zhongzhou." Lin Batian took a deep breath and said, "Do you think this dark binding spirit has more saliva than tea? It actually takes half an hour to convey such a sentence.

time!"

Bai Mei knew his master's character very well, and did not delve into the issue of Dark Binding's talkative nature. Instead, he asked, "Sir, should we go directly to Zhongzhou now?"

"Don't worry, I have ordered the Dark Binding Spirit to collect more information in Zhongzhou, otherwise we will be in a daze now and it will be meaningless." Lin Batian said, "And the current situation in Zhongzhou is also quite interesting."

"What happened in Zhonghuang?" Bai Mei asked.

"The scene we just saw is a true portrayal of the current ecology of Zhonghuang." Lin Batian showed a joking smile and said, "Now Zhonghuang is divided into two camps, named Feitian and Chaos...all
Chapter completed!