Saying that Murong Feixue is not a member of the cat tribe is an insult to her. It slanders her bloodline and erases all her past. Looking at the suspicious eyes of the men and women in the audience, Murong Feixue was angered.
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"Who says I'm not from the cat tribe!" Murong Feixue shouted coldly.
Immediately afterwards, he shook his waist. In an instant, he saw a white light suddenly flash across the sky. Everyone standing on the stage was overturned by a powerful wave of air. Even the three elders fell off the stage. The whole game
The stage was clean. Only Murong Feixue, who was elegantly dressed in white, was left.
She furrowed her eyebrows as gracefully as a crescent moon, and her cold eyes were condensed with frost. Her huge momentum supported the nine towering and swaying tails behind her. Each one was pure white, dexterous and powerful, and full of spirituality.
Who knew that the nine tails represented the purest cat race bloodline, and also meant that she could have nine talents and skills. Although they could not tell what level Murong Feixue's cultivation level was, judging from the number of her tails
, is already unrivaled.
"Wow..."
The people in the audience were no longer watching or admiring, everyone was kneeling directly at her feet.
Everyone who looks at her will look at her with awe, admiration, and admiration. No one dares to look at her with the slightest blasphemy. This is the legendary nine-tailed cat demon, the great demon of the cat tribe! Even the elders have no right to override her.
The head of the nine-tailed cat demon.
The second elder came back to his senses and found that Murong Feixue had gone crazy. He immediately clapped his hands and laughed: "Hahaha... that's right! If you weren't in the top ten beauties list, my name, Yan Xue, would be written upside down.
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Just when everyone was in a state of extreme surprise, a man walked out of the crowd.
He was wearing an exquisite blue robe and did not look very strong. However, he had a slender figure and an unconcealable sparkle in his dark eyes. After taking the stage, he stopped ten steps in front of Murong Feixue.
After taking a step forward, his dark pupils took a deep look at Jiuwei behind Murong Feixue, and a proud smile suddenly appeared on his lips.
"Are you the honored guest that Jiu Gu mentioned—Murong Feixue?"
"Who are you?"
"I am the ninety-ninth generation leader of the Cat Clan, Ying Qian."
Murong Feixue nodded, his face still expressionless. There was no wave in Mo Che's eyes either.
She only said calmly: "Where are the Nine Valleys Immortal and my husband now?"
"They are all in my study now. Originally, I was going to order people to come here to find the law enforcement elder, but my people said that a nine-tailed woman appeared here, so I came here to see for myself." Ying
Qian explained it simply.
As he spoke, his eyes began to wander on Murong Feixue's cheeks, as if he wanted to see something from her expression. Unfortunately, all he saw was iceberg-like indifference.
Not only did Murong Feixue not have the slightest reaction to his identity as the clan leader, but she also seemed to be too lazy to take another look at his appearance. In fact, his habitual arrogance and self-confidence had no place. He couldn't help but feel even more interested in the woman in front of him.
Curiosity, full of deep interest.
"Brother! This woman is very powerful, do you know her?" Yinggu said as she climbed back from the stage.
"Brother, why are you here? Didn't you say that you don't like to see boring things like this?" The delicate Lian Mei followed and quietly squeezed in front of a few people.
