Kuang Tianyun vomited blood three liters.
Pale and trembling.
Every word said by the middle-aged nun was like a nail, stabbing him in the heart!
God damn it!
He actually donated seven main artifacts!
Slap in the face!
Crazy slap in the face!
He donated the crystal of the LORD God and was very proud to say what was precious. However, people directly donated the Lord artifact.
Poof!
These two are not comparable at all!
You kill thousands of dollars. You're so inhuman. Are you crazy? Seven main artifacts, that's seven, seven!
Do you know what the main artifact you donated represents?
That's every thing that can create a great power of the messenger of the LORD God!
Even if his father is a registered disciple of the LORD God, there are not so many Lord artifacts, and as for him, there is none.
In fact, although the LORD God of the tripod doesn't care about the Lord artifact, for the LORD God, the Lord artifact represents their will. How can they give it casually?
Of the seven main artifacts donated by Xu mu, four belonged to the LORD God of the dark, and the remaining three came from the LORD God of the tripod.
"Alas! I've kept a low profile. Why do you have to force me?"
Xu Mu sighed.
Kuang Tianyun's mouth is pumping wildly. He can't hold it!
Yeah!
That's the truth.
People keep a low profile and don't even mention donating the main artifact.
But I have to be proved.
No, hit yourself in the face? Pop, pop, it's loud!
The eyes of the onlookers around changed, and the previous ridicule, disdain and ridicule turned into shock.
Fools know.
The identity designation of those who can take out seven main artifact without changing their face is beyond imagination, which is higher than Tianyun.
And what must be a higher status than Kuang Tianyun?
Lord God's disciple??
Or the direct blood of the LORD God family?
Anyway, it's awesome!
This kind of character can't be provoked, can't be provoked!
Xu Mu clapped his hands, smiled faintly, and then left. Crow and gas mouse stood on Xu Mu's shoulder and winked at Kuang Tianyun. Their eyes were full of ridicule.
This fool dares to fight with brother Niu. Isn't this for smoking?
Kuang Tianyun stood where he was and stared at Xu Mu secretly. His eyes were full of hate. He had no face to stay here and left quickly with people.
The surrounding onlookers gradually dispersed a lot.
This is one of them.
Impermanent little Lord wiped a cold sweat and his legs began to tremble.
A group of his confidants turned pale.
Impermanent little Lord looked at his confidant and said in a trembling voice, "this guy... This guy... I... I scolded him before?"
A group of confidants looked at each other and nodded silently.
The impermanent young Lord was dizzy in front of him, "I... I really want to threaten him?"
A group of confidants looked at each other and nodded silently.
If the impermanent little Lord was struck by lightning, he finally couldn't bear the blow. He directly fell into the arms of a confidant and looked at the boundless void with confused eyes. The impermanent little Lord muttered to himself, "do you think it's time for me to kowtow and apologize to him now?"
A group of confidants looked at each other and dared not express any opinions.
The impermanent little Lord's face twitched, and his eyes were full of fear and regret!
Silly!
You are so stupid!
Knowing that he is so awesome, why do you want to take advantage of him? Well, if that guy forgets him, if he remembers his revenge
Impermanent little Lord, the more he thinks, the more he collapses, and his tears collapse!
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Of course, what Xu Mu did spread quickly. This lively thing is loved by many monks.
Most of the monks are in awe. They are very curious about Xu Mu's identity. They just inquire about it many times. No one knows what the dragon is. There is no dragon under the main gods.
Some monks scoff at this and think that Xu Mu is just a clown who flatters the public. Of course, these are those with high status.
for instance.
A friar of the LORD God family.
Lord God disciple or something.
Although these people basically won't participate in the election for the holy daughter's redundant son-in-law, they actually want to take the fragrant holy daughter home. However, it's really bad to be a redundant son-in-law in their identity and status.
Gufeng is a quiet mountain.
In the secluded cave, the whole cave was illuminated by crystals like day. At this time, there was a cold looking nun sitting there quietly.
Next to him was a little maid who chattered like a sparrow.
"Miss, you don't know..."
"Lord artifact! He actually donated seven Lord artifact, my God..."
"It is said that he is also very handsome. If only the patriarchs chose the childe..."
"But Mr. Long's name is very interesting. His name is long Xiaoer. Cluck..."
The cool looking female Xiujiao's body was suddenly shocked.
Then he suddenly stood up.
Looking at the little maid with excited eyes, he pinched her shoulders with both hands and said in a trembling voice, "Xiaoyue, you... You say, what's his name?"
Maid Xiaoyue is a little afraid, because she has never been so rude.
"Say, what's your name?"
The cold nun was in a hurry and asked.
The maid Xiaoyue's eyes were red and said honestly, "it's called long Xiaoer!"
"Long Xiaoer..."
The chilly nun's cheeks suddenly turned red. Then she took a deep breath, and her eyes were full of happiness.
This cold female nun is naturally Li Feixue.
How could Li Feixue not understand that Xu Mu came when he heard about long Xiaoer and combined with the kind of arrogant and domineering but extremely funny deeds from long Xiaoer!
Sitting down again, Li Feixue leaned her hands on her chin and couldn't help laughing.
The maid Xiaoyue asked in a low voice, "Miss, what's the matter with you?"
Li Feixue squinted and smiled, "nothing!"
Then he couldn't help giggling.
Li Feixue has unconditional trust in Xu mu. She believes that as long as Xu Mu comes, no one can bully herself.
Now that he knew Xu Mu was coming, Li Feixue suddenly regained her vitality, which made a middle-aged female monk who came in at this time stunned.
Because Li Feixue's face has not smiled for a long time.
Seeing the middle-aged nun, Li Feixue's face became cold, "what are you doing here?"
The middle-aged woman is very beautiful and plump. Although she has entered middle age, when she was young, she was definitely a peerless beauty no less than Li Feixue. Her face was helpless. The middle-aged woman came to Li Feixue and sighed, "Feixue, don't blame me!"
Li Feixue sneered, "don't blame you? If you let me go, I won't blame you!"
The middle-aged nun smiled bitterly, "It's not up to me! It's very decided by the ancestor. You absorbed the divine fire left by the Phoenix ancestor. However, you're not a virgin and can't give full play to the power of the divine fire. However, if you can have children, you can inherit the divine fire directly. At that time, our ancient Phoenix family may usher in a big leap. Feixue, you'll be wronged for the sake of the ancient Phoenix family!"
Li Feixue smiled angrily. "The divine fire is not what I want to absorb. It's what I want to integrate with me! I don't want to be a saint! Moreover, I'm not the Gufeng family. Elder fengqiwu brought me to the Gufeng family. That's how you treat me? I want to see you. How will you explain when elder fengqiwu comes back!"
The middle-aged girl frowned.
His eyes flashed with impatience. He suddenly got up and seemed to recover his true face. In a cold voice, "this is the last time I've come to advise you! Feixue, you do it yourself! When the saint's succession ceremony is over, you don't recognize it, you have to recognize it! Hum!"
Then he turned and left.
The maid Xiaoyue kept her head down just now. When the middle-aged nun Xiu left, she showed an angry expression, raised her small fist and whispered, "Miss, they... They are too bullying, miss, miss?"
Maid Xiaoyue said, suddenly stunned.
Because at this time, Li Feixue smiled again. Moreover, he sat in a high chair with his hands on his chin, his legs swayed back and forth, his eyes narrowed like crescent moon, and hummed a vague ballad in his mouth
Maid Xiaoyue was at a loss.
Miss, what's the matter?