C1262 Fake fans!

This condition of the Celestial race Patriarch made Ye Qingfeng and countless of his fans scold him.

"This is a fake fan!" wind goddess, don't be fooled! "

"Fake fans!"

"Hehe!" Although he is just a fan, he is still a leader of the Celestial race. It is not something that can be resolved just because he said it could, so it is very obvious that the Patriarch wants the wind goddess and the others to use their fists to force the two clans to reconcile their grievances. "

Although the wind goddess is strong, she is, after all, a cultivator who has yet to reach the eleventh step. "

Inside direct broadcast room, many tycoons began to come up with ideas.

When Ye Qingfeng heard the condition of the patriarch of the Celestial race, he smiled and said: "If I really defeat him, Clan Leader, you must promise me."

"As long as wind goddess defeats the strongest member of our clan, no one in the clan would dare object."

Meng Die muttered with the corner of her mouth, "Chief, do you really have the heart to let big sister Feng get hurt?"

Ye Qingfeng felt very awkward in his heart. What was there to be afraid of for him to be injured?

The patriarch said embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, although I am the patriarch, I am not the strongest in the clan. Therefore, although I am worried about the wind goddess, but it is related to our race, please forgive me."

Ye Qingfeng laughed: "I understand, if it was me, then it would be hard to reconcile the grudges that have lasted for ten thousand years, and I would probably not rest until I die.

The patriarch frowned: "Are you sure wind goddess won't hesitate? To be honest, that member of my race is too strong, close to a demigod. The most important thing is that his skin is rough and his flesh is thick.

Hong Chenxian, Meng Die, Qian Yingyue frowned. If what the patriarch of the Celestial race said was true, then the chances of Waves winning were really very, very low.

Ye Qingfeng smiled and said: "What is there to hesitate? No matter what, in the end, I have to try."

The patriarch of the Celestial race was shocked. The words of the wind goddess were firm and she did not hesitate at all.

He revealed a slight smile and said: "As expected of the wind goddess, he was able to deal with the Soulcatcher mine. Since the wind goddess has decided, my clan is willing to take a step back.

Ye Qingfeng, Hong Chenxian and the rest were speechless.

Guessing fist!

Was it such a joke?

Ye Qingfeng felt that there was something fishy about it!

direct broadcast room, the bomb screen had exploded, countless people were shouting too much!

Kai Wen: "Godly Punching Hand, request to fight!"

Luo Tian: "This is my best move, what a pity!"

Ye Qingfeng stared at the patriarch and laughed: "Since it's Guessing Fist, let's begin."

"Alright!"

"Stone, scissors, cloth!"

In the next moment, the decision of fate appeared!

The chief sent out the cloth!

And Ye Qingfeng, was a scissors!

"Patriarch, I won."

Hong Chenxian and the others were pleasantly surprised.

The Celestial race Patriarch laughed helplessly, "Congratulations wind goddess for completing the mission. My clan is willing to reconcile with the Ghost Leopard Clan."

At this moment, from outside the palace, a lady with beautiful patterns on her skin walked in. Ye Qingfeng and the others were certain that the other party was not from Celestial race.

Ye Qingfeng frowned: "Did you come to an agreement long ago?"

"Hello wind goddess, I am the Patriarch of the Ghost Leopard Clan, Huang Yue."

The Patriarch of the Celestial race Clan sighed, looked at Ye Qingfeng and smiled, "The recent battles between the Celestial race and the Ghost Leopard Clan have caused the number of people in the two races to drop, and the reason why everything began is because of a taboo love between our clan's third generation Patriarch and the fourth generation Patriarch of the Huang'er Clan."

Huang Yue laughed: "Back then, my ancestor wanted to marry into the Celestial race, but after knowing that the ancestor of the Celestial race was out there and even had a lover, my ancestor couldn't have been angered and went to war."

The Celestial race's Patriarch said helplessly: "But everything was just a misunderstanding."