A smile like an old fox appeared on the corner of Huan Yan's lips, and his voice was slow and unhurried, and he said: "I heard that you got the Fire Holy Spring and took it all away, my nephew. This is a bit unkind. How about you do it for me?
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"Uncle Master is joking, why should I give it to you for free?" The Holy Son of the Fire Tribe obviously refused to give in, with an extremely unruly look on his face. "In this world, everything will be exchanged at equal value. Unless you have the Holy Fire Fruit, I am willing."
Exchange with you."
Huan Yan's expression did not change, he was very calm, and the smile on his lips did not diminish, and he said: "Uncle Master, there is indeed a Fire Holy Fruit here. If you give me an immortal cup of Fire Holy Water, I will give you a Fire Holy Fruit."
,how?"
The Holy Son of the Fire Tribe was slightly stunned and said in surprise: "Do you really have the Holy Fire Fruit in your hand?"
"Of course there is." Huan Yan looked confident.
Ling Luo looked speechless in the dark.
This elder of the Fire Tribe with a gray beard has a really dark heart. He lies so naturally, without leaving any flaws. He obviously wants to defeat the wolf with nothing.
Unexpectedly, within the big family of the Sixth Heaven, such a dog-eat-dog thing could happen.
This is a good opportunity, she can take advantage of it, maybe she can get the fire holy water.
Her requirements are not high, a fairy cup is enough.
Huan Yan actually took out a red fruit from his arms, exuding an extremely strong aura of fire energy. Even if it was a fake, he had a nose and eyes, and he was obviously prepared.
When the Holy Son of the Fire Tribe saw that the fake holy fruit had strong spiritual energy, he was blinded by greed. He immediately took out an immortal cup of fire holy water and stepped forward to exchange it with Huan Yan.
Ling Luo was speechless. This Holy Son of the Fire Tribe seemed to have some bad brains, and he was deceived so easily.
The opportunity has come.
Ling Luo dragged a young disciple from the back of the team of the Holy Sons of the Fire Tribe, knocked him unconscious behind a stone, then took off his Fire Cloud brocade robe and put it on himself.
After all the disguises were over, Ling Luo quietly sneaked into the team of the Holy Son of the Fire Tribe and shouted: "Senior Brother, Senior Brother Huanyan, he is lying to you, and the Holy Fire Fruit in his hand is fake!
Extremely shameless!”
The face of the Holy Son of the Fire Tribe suddenly changed, he looked at Huan Yan in disbelief, and said sternly: "How dare you lie to me!"
"Uncle Huanyan is a big liar. He wants to deceive Senior Brother Shengzi's Huo Shengquan. Beat him!" Ling Luo was already small, so he deliberately used a method to blur his face.
She jumped forward very nimbly, picked up a big stick in her hand, and took advantage of the chaos to point it at Huan Yan's head.
Huan Yan was stunned immediately. He didn't expect that a minor character from the Holy Son of the Fire Tribe would have the courage to fight against him. He immediately became angry and his head was buzzing and hurting.
"Beat him! Beat him! Avenge the Holy Son!"
"Uncle Huanyan is shameless, hit him, hit him!"
Ling Luo just made a choice, and the people who supported the Holy Son of the Fire Tribe immediately swarmed forward, each one in high spirits. Together with the Holy Son, they struggled with Uncle Huanyan and his minions.
Smoke and dust rose, grass clippings flew, and flames danced wildly.
Ling Luo took this opportunity and quietly retreated from the crowd.
Her goal has been achieved, which is to arouse the anger of the crowd and pick a leader.
While walking through the chaotic fighting crowd, Ling Luo lowered his head and deliberately nudged the side of the Holy Son of the Fire Tribe, and quietly took away his fairy cup holding the Fire Holy Water.