Chapter three hundred and seventy-ninth swords are drawn
This man needs to be satisfied.
How much anger do you have to suffer if you compare yourself with others all day long?
After thinking about this, Ouyang Zhen calmed down.
at this time.
The opponent's birds move closer.
A disciple jumped over.
"Are you Ouyang Zhen?" The disciple is about thirty years old and has very strong star power.
Ouyang Zhen knows him.
He is the founder of Duxiao, the top martial arts alliance in Gaiyang Holy Land, Fan Tianchang, whose strength is comparable to his own.
Ouyang Zhen was slightly hostile: "What are you doing with our birds?"
There is competition among all the major holy places.
What's more, on the Demon-Suppressing Island, the two sides will have a very formal discussion.
How can we not be on guard when the other party comes uninvited?
"What Brother Ouyang said, our two Holy Lands will be guarding the Demon Suppressing Island in the next year. It is always right to get familiar with them in advance."
While speaking, Fan Tianchang glanced at the dried meat in Ouyang Zhen's hand.
He sighed softly and waved to the disciple behind him: "Bring me a pot of rice soup."
Immediately, a disciple jumped over carrying a pot of hot spiritual rice soup.
After hearing this, many Yuan members peeked their heads through the cracks in the door.
Looking at the hot spiritual rice soup and smelling the incomparable aroma, my eyes became eager.
"What does this mean?" Ouyang Zhen glanced at the rice soup and asked.
Fan Tianchang sighed and said: "I have always heard that Xiling is lacking in resources. Even the Holy Land does not have good resources. I didn't expect it to be true."
Ouyang Zhen just realized something.
He immediately put the dried meat in his hand into his sleeve and said seriously: "Although it is a little bitter, it is very beneficial to sharpen our spirit."
Although he also wanted spiritual rice soup.
However, you cannot weaken your prestige.
"Fan admires Brother Ouyang's spirit, but dried meat is something only monsters can eat. How can humans eat it?" Fan Tianchang sighed.
Ouyang Zhen glanced at the opponent Feiqiao.
There are several cages containing the demon pets that Gaiyang Holy Land carries with them.
Isn't what they are gnawing on just dried meat?
He looked a little embarrassed.
The dried meat that Yuan was so proud of was actually only eaten by demon pets in the eyes of Gaiyang Holy Land.
However, he finally understood Fan Tianchang's purpose.
Suppress!
From a spiritual level, it suppresses Yuan's morale.
Prepare for the discussion between the two parties in one and a half months.
"What about the food of the monsters? We only seek martial arts, not enjoyment." Ouyang Zhen said forcefully.
Fan Tianchang smiled in surprise and said: "Brother Ouyang, don't get excited. I don't have any other intentions. I just saw that everyone in the Nebula Sect Holy Land is not eating well, so I came here to take care of you."
He brought the pot of spiritual rice soup over and handed it to Ouyang Zhen.
"The journey is long and we only eat dried meat. How can we bear it? Let's share it with the brothers." Fan Tianchang said with a kind face.
Ouyang Zhen decisively refused: "We don't need it!"
Regardless of the irony contained in this move.
The safety issue of Lingmi Soup alone deserves their vigilance.
"Hey, Brother Ouyang underestimated Fan too much." Fan Tianchang took a scoop of it himself and drank it on the spot.
After reading it, Ouyang Zhen finally believed that Lingmi Soup was safe.
It's just that he still can't accept the benefits from the enemy.
"The poor will not be allowed to eat! Please come back." Ouyang Zhen refused forcefully.
How could he be willing to let his bones melt just because of a little food?
Fan Tianchang glanced at the Yuan members who were poking their heads in many rooms, and said with a faint smile: "You don't need it, don't the others also need it?"
Ouyang Zhen turned her head and glanced, frowning: "Give me back all the embarrassing things."
In this way, many Yuan members retracted their heads and closed the door.
He glared at Fan Tianchang with dissatisfaction: "Take your spiritual rice soup and get out!"
"snort!"
Fan Tianchang threw the ladle back into the pot, causing a splash of water.
He looked annoyed and scolded: "Ouyang Zhen, do you know how to behave?"
"I have good intentions and give you the spiritual rice soup we carefully prepared. What is your attitude?"
Seeing him looking like he was going to accuse the rooster, Ouyang Zhen laughed angrily: "The weasel paid New Year greetings to the rooster, but he didn't think the rooster was fooled? Fan Tianchang, we are poor, but we are not stupid, so don't bully others with your inexplicable sense of superiority!"
Nebula Sect Holy Land, in terms of rich resources, is indeed not as good as Gaiyang Holy Land.
But so what?
Are they still afraid?
Fan Tianchang was shocked, his energy surged, and he shouted angrily: "Ouyang Zhen, you don't understand good people's hearts, I have to ask you to understand today!"
He turned around and shouted to the people on his side: "Everyone who belongs to Duxiao, come here!"
The Twilight members who were eating put down their bowls and chopsticks one after another.
"Damn it! The Nebula Sect Holy Land is looking for trouble!"
"Let's go! Kill those bastards in the Nebula Sect Holy Land!"
Most of the disciples of Gaiyang Holy Land are from Xiling, where monsters are infested.
Therefore, he has an aggressive and aggressive personality.
Hearing the call, he immediately jumped over aggressively.
Ouyang Zhen laughed angrily: "Will our Nebula Sect Holy Land still be afraid of you? Come out of here!"
The Yuan members in the room slammed the door and walked out not to be outdone.
The two parties immediately entered into a confrontation.
No concessions were given to each other.
Ouyang Zhen looked at the other party and said coldly: "You will beat me to death later. I will bear any responsibility!"
The other party made it clear that he was provoking maliciously, so he would naturally follow him to the end!
Fan Tianchang felt slightly confused.
His original intention was to suppress Yuan's arrogance from a spiritual level.
There is no plan to start a war in advance.
Unexpectedly, things developed beyond our control.
However, Yuan's side is full of fighting spirit.
He was forced to retreat even if he wanted to, so he could only bite the bullet and yell: "Release the demon pets and fight to the death with the Nebula Sect Holy Land!"
Chi
All the demon pets in the underground prison of Gaiyang Saint were released.
They followed their masters and roared fiercely, making the birds below them tremble.
"Brothers, I, Gaiyang Holy Land, kindly gave spiritual rice soup to the bastards of the Nebula Sect, but they didn't appreciate it and slandered us everywhere! Can you bear this tone?"
"cannot!"
"Kill! Tear those ungrateful dogs into pieces!"
"To deal with these white-eyed wolves, sharp claws are the best response!"
The disciples of Gaiyang Holy Land roared angrily.
The Holy Land side of the Nebula Sect was happy and unafraid, roaring and scolding the other side for being shameless.
The atmosphere between the two sides was extremely tense, like a powder keg. There was only one fuse left before a bloody battle would break out.
At this very moment.
A discordant sound suddenly came from the tail of the Nebula Sect bird.
"What's the situation? Why is there a fight?" Xia Qingchen, White Lotus Saint and Yue Mingzhu came out after hearing the commotion.
Seeing the scene in front of me, I couldn't help but be surprised.
Zhang Lianxing was concentrating on steaming the spiritual rice and said helplessly: "Gaiyang Holy Land insists on sending the spiritual rice soup to our Xingyun Sect. If we don't want it, they will become angry."
As she said this, she rubbed her palms together and saw that the rice was almost ready to be steamed.
When Xia Qingchen heard this, he was slightly puzzled: "What's wrong with the people of Gaiyang Holy Land? Why do we insist on accepting something like spiritual rice soup that no one wants?"