At this time, Yan Zheng had already arrived in front of Ye Feiran, and reminded him with a serious face, "People from the Wu clan, please don't make a sound."
Seeing Yan Zheng's seriousness, Ye Feiran and the others knew that this group of people must not be simple, so their expressions became serious, and they looked at the Wu clan people quietly.
When they noticed that two of the elders of the Wu clan were at the peak of Mahayana, they understood what was going on and why Nie Coral was so arrogant.
At the same time, Mr. Fei and Mrs. Fei also walked to Yan Zheng's side, and they no longer hid their strength.
The pinnacle of Mahayana!
Mr. and Mrs. Fei are also at the pinnacle of Mahayana.
However, at this time, Ye Feiran and the others were even more certain that the people from the Wu clan opposite were very extraordinary, otherwise the three seniors would not be so fearful.
After Nie Coral took the healing elixir, he immediately pointed at Ye Feiran and shouted, "Grandpa, the Split Heart Grass was dug up by that pretty boy in red."
Nie Coral's grandfather was the ninth elder of the Wu clan, one of the pinnacles of Mahayana. Only then did he look up, and his eyes were directly fixed on Ye Feiran.
Ye Feiran met his eyes and couldn't help but tremble slightly in her heart. They were a pair of very eerie eyes. After being stared at by him, she felt like she was about to die.
The next second, the stern figure moved slightly, blocking the pair of eyes.
It was at this time that the ninth elder of the Wu Clan noticed that Yan Zheng and Mr. Fei were both at the pinnacle of Mahayana, and his brows immediately furrowed.
Nie Coral didn't notice this and continued to shout, "Grandpa, we must get back the Split Heart Grass. I finally encountered one. I definitely can't take advantage of that pretty boy in red."
"Haha..." Mr. Fei sneered, "We haven't seen each other for many years, and the people of the Wu clan are still the same. They grab what they want when they see it. How shameless!"
Hearing this, the ninth elder of the Wu Clan and another old man at the peak of Mahayana, the sixth elder of the Wu Clan, looked at each other and said in unison, "You are Mr. Fei!"
Fei Lao smiled and said nothing, the kind of sneer.
For a moment, the people from the Wu clan looked at Mr. Fei with fear.
Yes, just a moment ago they saw Yan Zheng and the three of them at their peak, and they still wanted to get the Heart-Splitting Grass back, but now...
"Huh, if we meet you today, it's unlucky for us. Let's go!" the ninth elder of the Wu clan snorted coldly.
Hearing this, Nie Coral looked in disbelief, "Grandpa, that's the Split Heart Grass, we..."
"Shut up!"
When Nie Shanshan saw her grandfather's sharp eyes, she was so frightened that she shut her mouth and didn't even dare to look at her grandfather.
When leaving, she glared at Ye Feiran several times.
This pretty boy in red clothes not only made her lose the heart-splitting grass, but also caused her to be scolded by her grandfather.
She must remember him, and when she encounters him in the future, she must make him unable to eat and carry him around.
After the Wu Clan people left, Han Xize and the others looked at Mr. Fei with admiration.
Just by revealing his identity, he drove away two families with two peak Mahayana figures. It was really awesome!
Mr. Fei noticed their looks, smiled helplessly, then stroked his beard and said, "When you meet people from the Wu Clan in a place like this, it's best not to confront them, otherwise the Wu Clan will take advantage of the unique environment here to deal with you. When the time comes,
No matter how strong you are, you may not be able to escape from their clutches."
"Why?" Han Xize blurted out.
"The Witch Clan, as the name suggests, means they know witchcraft, poison, and poison. They have special methods to gather poison around them.
Don't underestimate the poison in the Black Rock Valley. Even if it's just a small black ant, if the people of the Wu tribe use special methods to gather thousands of black ants, will you be able to escape?
Okay, even if you have strange fire on your body that can burn the black ants to death, there are other poisons in the Black Rock Valley, so think about it seriously!"
"A dike of a thousand miles was destroyed by an ant nest! It's rare that Mr. Fei is in a good mood and is willing to preach. You must keep it in mind." Yan Zheng continued.
Mr. Fei: "..."
Which eye of this old man can tell that he is in a good mood?
He was not in a good mood at all. He met someone from the Wu clan so quickly, forcing him to reveal his identity in advance.
Ye Feiran and the others nodded slightly, and at the same time did not forget to cup their hands and say, "Thank you, Mr. Fei, for your advice!"
Seeing this group of polite children, Mr. Fei felt a little better.
Ye Feiran raised his eyes and looked at Ye Mulin. This man had put on a mask at some point.
Ye Feiran frowned slightly, was he worried that people from the Wu clan would recognize him?
Han Xize and the others noticed that Ye Murin was wearing a mask and felt very strange, but none of them were brave enough to ask.
Immediately afterwards, the group of people continued to walk forward, deliberately choosing another path in order not to encounter people from the Wu clan.
However, before nightfall, they found a place to camp. When they set up their tents, the Wu Clan people appeared again.
The ninth elder of the Wu clan was slightly startled when he saw Mr. Fei, but he glanced around and said directly, "Let's set up camp here."
Mr. Fei frowned slightly, and the ninth elder of the Wu clan immediately said sarcastically, "Mr. Fei, please don't say that this is your territory."
"Humph!" Mr. Fei snorted softly, glanced at Yan Zheng and stopped talking.
Yan Zheng immediately sent a message to Ye Feiran and the others, asking them not to take the initiative to provoke people from the Wu clan.
Hearing the word initiative, Ye Feiran and the others looked at each other and smiled.
Soon, a woman in white came into Ye Feiran's sight.
The people of the Wu clan were all dressed in black, and suddenly a woman in white came, which really attracted people's attention.
Ye Feiran narrowed her beautiful eyes, it turned out to be her!
Yes, the woman in white is none other than Nie Liuli, the saint of the witch clan.
When the people of the witch clan saw Nie Liuli, they all bowed and said, "Holy girl!"
The people who saluted include the ninth elder of the Witch Clan and the sixth elder of the Witch Clan. From this, we can see how high the status of the Holy Girl of the Witch Clan is in the Witch Clan.
Nie Liuli nodded lightly, her beautiful eyes glanced at Ye Feiran and others, and her eyes stayed on Ye Mulin.
Why does she feel that this man's figure is a bit familiar?
Ye Feiran had been sizing up Nie Liuli, so he naturally noticed this and raised his eyebrows slightly. Could it be that the saint of the Witch Clan is also one of the rotten peach blossoms of Emperor Zun?
Thinking of this, Ye Feiran sighed softly in his heart. Lord Emperor's charm is so great!
At this time, she did not realize at all that her own charm was comparable to that of Emperor Zun.
Next, both parties camped and rested peacefully.
Ye Feiran brought the roasted hare legs to Ye Mulin.
Ye Murin looked at Ye Feiran's half-smiling eyes, and felt a bad premonition in his heart. He asked in a hoarse voice, "Why is Ran'er looking at me like this?"
Ye Feiran felt the appraising gaze behind him, and said with a half-smile, "Lord Emperor, there are so many rotten peach blossoms, it feels like you can encounter one no matter where you are."
Under the mask, Ye Murin's beautiful sword eyebrows frowned slightly. Although he liked to see Ye Feiran jealous, he didn't want Ye Feiran to be unhappy.
"Except for Ran'er, everyone else is the same in my eyes."
Ye Feiran: "???"
"Master, in the eyes of the master, except for you as a woman, everyone else is a man in his eyes, there is no difference." Kuroki on the side couldn't help but explain.
Hearing this, the corner of Ye Feiran's mouth twitched slightly, is this true?
However, she couldn't help but feel happy.
Alas, she is still a commoner.
Ye Feiran stared at Ye Murin's eyes carefully for a while, and then said quietly, "Lord Emperor, let me take a look at your eyes! Don't worry, I don't charge for the consultation fee."
Ye Mulin: "..."
This little woman started to be naughty again and tried to change the subject.
The next moment, Ye Murin suddenly approached Ye Feiran and whispered in her ear, "How about pinching every rotten peach blossom when you see it, and showing no mercy?"