V1.Chapter 169

"Hum! It's so boring. We yunnina village should put up such a big array to bully a weak woman. Is Lei Ying's brain filled with mouse shit?" the two were held by a wooden man with one hand on their cheeks and frowned, looking quite impatient.

"Shh ~ keep your voice down ~ big brother is still nearby..." seeing the two wooden people scolding as if no one else was there, chilabi sitting on the side couldn't help sweating on his forehead and secretly glanced at the thunder shadow seat not far away. Although the latter looked calm on the surface, but the iron armrest of the seat was pinched into cotton at some time. The secret road is not good. However, there was nothing he could do for the two youmu people who were equally hot in front of him.

Mingming is sitting near Lei Ying, but he dares to speak contemptuously. In the whole yunnina village or the whole land of Lei, only the woman in front of him dares to do so?

"Shut up, chilabi! Is my mother wrong?" facing chilabi's persuasion, the two youmu men didn't give face at all.

"Er..." faced with the questioning of the two youmu people, chilabidon didn't say anything. To be fair, he personally felt that they should not bully a weak woman like this, but this is also what they saw on the surface of straightforward people. What Yunren does today, what the world sees, is something deeper, which is also related to the supreme interests of Yunren.

Chilabiton closed his mouth and said in his heart, that's why I said I didn't like these conspiracies.

"In other words, you are a wooden man. In front of a big brother who is seven or eight years older than you, claiming to be my mother is a little..."

"Shut up!"

“……”

The two wooden men took the trouble to raise their palms. Between the smooth fingers, the sharp claw edge was revealed. They were so frightened that chilabi had to hold his mouth with both hands and shake his head to indicate that he would not talk any more.

"Hum! I hate annoying and noisy men most." then, she looked at the young field alone in the face of thousands of Yunren with appreciation. He couldn't help praising, "Oh, is this miss Zongjia of the muyeri family? It's worthy of being a famous family. She has the courage!"

Then the eyes of the two wooden men fell on the sleeve snow white standing beside the young field, and their eyes narrowed slightly, "this woman..."

Soon, the look of the two wooden men changed from surprise at the beginning to a rare color of excitement. Their fingers gently knocked on the handrail, but the sharp nails poked grooves on the iron plate, and the corners of their mouths slightly outlined a moving arc, "interesting..."

Although there were nearly a thousand people on the square, there was silence in the square. There was no sound except the wind. Occasionally, a slightly strong wind blew across the square. Suddenly, Yunren's war clothes were like clouds falling in the sky. At a glance, it was quite shocking.

In some VIP seats around the square, there are nobles from thunder country or foreign guests and so on.

It seems that Yunren invited a lot of people for this ceremony of "welcoming" the young field.

Standing at the end of Shiji, Muye and his party seemed weak. Mao Yue's sunset eyes slowly swept across the quiet square, and her face also looked very heavy. In the view of her ninja who is good at perception, she can naturally show some details that others can't perceive. In her induction, nearly a thousand Yunren ninjas on the square breathed in exactly the same rhythm, Each other's breath is drawn around each other. Wherever they move, they will be attacked continuously like a rainstorm. On this square, nearly a thousand ninjas are almost like one. When they start, thousands of people fight together. Even if the film level strong are here, they must avoid the edge for the time being! As for them, their most powerful self, Mao Yuexi Yan, is only very tolerant, and they barely squeeze into the level of tolerance. I'm afraid more than 100 of the 1000 people in front of them can easily defeat their own?

Sleeve snow-white's eyes were indifferent and calm. From beginning to end, there was no mood fluctuation on the cold face, as if the thousand people in front of him were just passing away. However, in fact, the same is true. Among these thousands of people, the characters she can fear are only ten fingers!

"Oh ~ have you noticed me?" the two wooden men on the high platform fixed their eyes on Xiu Baixue.

Sleeve white snow is also looking at each other. In the cloud tolerance that only ten people make her afraid, two wooden people are one of them.

"Miss Hata, please don't worry. I'll try my best to keep you safe, and don't be afraid of any danger as long as there is the master." his eyes turned to Hata in front of him, and sleeve snow-white said for the first time.

Xiaotian turned his head, shook his head and whispered, "sister sleeve snow white, thank you ~ and I'm not afraid."

The wide square is silent, and time is passing quietly in silence. Above the sky, the huge sun slowly climbed to the top, and the warm sun poured down and filled the whole top of the mountain.

Then Xiaotian turned around and looked directly at all Yunren on the field.

"Ho ~" took a step forward under the gaze of thousands of eyes.

The subtle footsteps suddenly sounded quietly from under the bluestone steps outside the square, and the gentle sound slowly spread up, making the integrated atmosphere in the square change a little.

In the field, all the Yunren ninjas stared at the sunflower field coming towards them step by step.

On the high platform, the eyes of the two youmu men also stayed on the young Tian. After a while, they just gave a slight sigh and said to themselves, "if I had the opportunity, I really don't want such an excellent young female Ninja to die here..."

With the footsteps of the young field, it was getting closer and louder. The dozen elders representing the forces of Yunren aristocratic families on the stone platform also opened their eyes and looked at the same place.

Greedy and hot eyes, locked in hatada's eyes.

"White eyes..."

Hatada's eyes were calm and firm. He swept through the huge square. Thousands of ninjas swept in front of him, and finally stayed on the big man on the highest seat.

The unique lineage of the forbearance world, with silver eyes, gazed quietly, and the fledgling field spoke faintly.

"The leaves of the trees, the young fields."

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