Chapter 135

In the Flower Valley of Yuandian, eight people in retro clothes and robes stand opposite each other, each with a trace of anger on his face.

"What are we fighting for here? Just divide all the star grasses here equally, won't it be all right

One of the younger middle-aged people suggested that they had spent more than half a day in Yuandian Flower Valley because of the distribution of tianxingcao.

"Hum, Dou Tianming, what nonsense are you talking about? We need tianxingcao from yaowangge to make medicine. What do you dou family want tianxingcao for? "

The other man looks the oldest, but his face is very serious. He is not angry. His voice has just dropped. The whole Flower Valley in Yuandian is like thunder, and his voice is echoing.

"Elder Jiang, can't tianxingcao be used only by your Yaowang pavilion? Let alone their Dou family, we pan family also need tianxingcao. Don't think that because your Yaowang Pavilion is a little stronger than us, we seven aristocratic families are nothing. If our seven families are really combined, you just need to weigh it carefully!"

Elder Jiang didn't change his color because of what he said. Instead, he gave a cold hum and a slight sneer: "Pan Zhicheng, are you scaring me? If you can really twist the seven families into one rope, you won't have been fighting for a hundred years. "

Pan Zhicheng's face became more and more gloomy when he heard the speech. Although their seven families have always been known as the guardians of this area, they are actually competing fiercely in secret, just like fire and water, incompatible with each other.

The representatives sent by the other five families did not say a word, but their respective positions have already indicated that if the distribution of tianxingcao to the major families is a little unreasonable today, no one will give up.

In fact, none of the eight people thought that they would be able to see patches of Tianxing grass in such a remote place as Yuandian Flower Valley. This kind of divine grass only exists in the legend. How could they not be shocked that it was cultivated in a large area?

But after the surprise, there was a general ecstasy. For these people, the people who raised tianxingcao here are just a group of ordinary people with a little money and a little brain. At most, they are managed by rich businessmen and nobles in a certain place. Their eight families are the most mysterious and powerful families in Yunnan Guizhou Plateau, They don't pay attention to these ordinary people at all.

Tianshuo had a black face not far away, but he didn't say a word because he was afraid. He clearly remembered the amazing scene that dozens of people he had sent up were directly photographed by others. He couldn't fight against this terrible power.

"You can't take the grass away!"

At this time, an innocent and sweet voice came into the ears of the eight people who were facing each other.

Eight people can't help but turn to see, only a young girl in Tibetan clothes is staring at them with big eyes, her face full of anger.

"Little girl, there's nothing wrong with you here. If you don't want to die, just stand aside for me!"

Pan Zhicheng's voice was cold. If someone else spoke to him so rudely, he would have been burned to death by Pan Zhicheng's fire. But at this time, the little girl standing in front of him was smart and innocent, and he was not willing to do it easily.

"It's none of my business!" The girl in Tibetan clothes forked her waist and said, "these grasses belong to Ye Xuan, not you people."

"Ye Xuan?" The eight people heard the name for the first time. After thinking about it carefully, they all shook their heads and looked at each other.

They have never heard of the name "Ye Xuan" before.

"Are they from the family in Beijing?"

However, Jiang Chang of Yaowang pavilion was very careful. He was the first one to think of the family in Beijing.

"If the tianxingcao is cultivated by the people in the big family in Beijing, it's a bit hard to do. If we insist on it, even the owner of the Yaowang Pavilion can't resist it in case of dragon's attack."

Elder Jiang touched his chin and pondered for a while.

The chief of the medicine King's cabinet once said to himself that the Dragon gang of China is almost invincible in the whole of China, and even he himself should be afraid of three points.

"Hum, ye Xuan has never heard of anything. It seems that he is just a nobody!"

There were two young men and women about 20 years old standing behind Jiang Chang. After hearing this, the young man just sneered.

At this time, his eyes looked at the girl who was not afraid of anything, and his heart was itching. For the first time in his life, he saw a girl with a delicate face like a porcelain doll.

If it were not for the princess of Yaowang Pavilion standing beside him now, he would have been chatting up with that woman.

"Hum, brother Ye Xuan is very powerful. When he really comes later, you will regret it!"

"Ha ha ha!"

The young man finally burst out laughing as if he had heard a big joke.

Standing here are elder Jiang, the elder of the medicine King Pavilion, and the top experts of the seven families in Yunnan Guizhou Plateau. With such a small nobody, can these top people regret it?

"Little girl, you really don't know that heaven is high and earth is thick!" The young man sneered, "Ye Xuan in your mouth, I can kill him with only one hand, do you believe it?"

"You brag!" The girl's face was full of anger. Ye Xuan was the most powerful person in her eyes. She would never allow anyone to belittle him.

"If ye Xuan comes, he will beat you all over the place!"

In her heart, she breathes in secret, and can't help thinking of the scene that ye Xuan saved her from the Witch King that day.

Ye Xuan is like the God of war in the world. She killed the invincible Witch King in an instant. After that, she regarded Ye Xuan as the strongest person and the God in her mind.

This young girl is cirendeji.

"Brag? If that person comes, I don't mind proving it to you personally! "

The young man has a proud face. He is a gifted disciple of the young generation of yaowangge, second only to the princess of yaowangge. His accomplishments are close to those of high-level cultivators. Even ordinary high-level cultivators, he can barely cope with them.

"Xu Tianyi, talking to a little girl is not the style of Yaowang Pavilion!"

The cool woman beside him finally spoke at the moment.