v17 Chapter 325： support

The golden soul kept roaring, frightening the other black souls in the oil refining space, and trembling.

The banquet on the top of Genting Mountain really lasted three days.

Within three days, the song and dance were dull and pleasant.

It seems that all the warriors of the poisonous God family have not paid attention to the threat of Zifeng.

They all use Zifeng's words as fart.

On the seventh day, on the second day of the banquet, the seventeen princes and Mo asked God to leave the family of Poison God. They did not know where to go.

I don't know whether the seventeen emperors returned to the Central Holy Land or went to other places.

Ten days later, the other fighters who came to the Poison God family as guests began to leave the Poison God family in turn, and everyone returned home to prepare for the 17th Prince.

Zifeng stood in front of the window of Yuanyuan Inn, watching the soldiers of Dushan City below leave Dushan City.

At this time, the shop child came to Zifeng's side and looked at Zifeng in horror.

Zi Feng asked coldly, "Let's talk."

The store was a little scared, and tremblingly said, "Yes. Yes. It looks like a toxic family. There is no investigation for toxic families."

The shop child looked at Zifeng's back and stood ten steps behind Zifeng.

Although the shop is ten steps away from Zifeng, the indifference and indifferent atmosphere of Zifeng can still be clearly felt in the shop.

With that breath, the spirit of the second child in the store was shaking.

horrible.

The shop swears that he has always been the owner of Yuanyuan Inn. He met countless strong people, but no one was like Zifeng, giving him such a terrible taboo.

Zifeng said, "Speak well, speak clearly."

"Yes." The owner Xiaopeng swallowed a difficult moment. After thinking about everything in his heart, he organized a good vocabulary and said, "You, this poisonous **** family is not investigating Ye Suxin." "No one is looking for traces of Ye Suxin."

"The elders began to retreat after sending away seventeen emperors."

"The nine elders also began to retreat."

"The other disciples of the poisonous **** family are doing their own thing."

"No one seems to be investigating Ye Suxin's business."

Xiao Ji said lightly.

Zifeng said: "That is. They will treat me as a fart!"

"What do I want you to find?"

"How's the ink?"

The shop said: "Yes, I will ask. It is said that after the emperor's banquet on the 17th, the disappearance disappeared. It is said to be retreating. No one knows where Mo Qing is. Sometimes it is estimated that the elders of the Poison God family are working. Searching is not in the dark."

Zifeng nodded slightly. "Well, if there is any movement in the poisonous god's family, please notify me immediately."

After that, Zifeng threw a bottle of billion-dollar jade bottle and landed in the arms of the store.

Xiaoji, the shop holding the jade bottle, was about to turn around and leave, but he couldn't help but ask, "You guys, if it is a month later, if the Poison God family really can't hand over Ye Suxin, you really will. Is trampled by the Poison God family? ?"

Lin Bian did not express, "It's just that I stimulated the family of poisonous gods and helped me find Ye Suxin's head, but they now think my words are farts."

"Hey."

"But if I am Zifeng, I will take care of you. If it is a month later, the family of the poisonous gods will not be able to pay for the heart, then the days of the poisonous family will come to an end."

"But it is not important to destroy the family of poisonous gods. The important thing is that I can find Ye Suxin."

"Poison God's family is in my heart, and even Ye Suxin's fingers can't match it."

The shop Xiaoji said, "But, Lord, it seems that the Toxic God Family doesn't want to help you find Ye Suxin."

Zifeng smiled. "You are right. I should find a way to make the Poison God Family value my words."

"Go on."

The shop child glanced at Zifeng and retired slowly.

Zifeng stood in front of the window and watched the dusk of Dushan City, gradually darkening.

After the setting sun, the purple wind flashed and disappeared into the hotel, he didn't know where to go.

Sunset at dusk.

As a guest from the Qing Dynasty, I came to the poisonous god's house and left the Wandu Mountains one by one.

Now that I have discussed with the seventeen emperors, what I am going to do next, I will go back to prepare.

The disciples of the Poison God family also began to leave the Mandu Mountains to complete the tasks assigned to them by the Poison God family.

Since the poisonous god's family has chosen to be loyal to the seventeen princes, they will not be as innocent as before. It is also time for the disciples of the poisonous **** family to move in the south.

At this time, there was a group of disciples of the Poison God family, and they gathered the Poison God family together.

But in front of them, there was a white man holding a wooden sword.

On the ancient road outside the Central Capital Mountains, six disciples with great obedience and perfection appeared side by side.

These six people are all men, and they are not weak. "I really don't think that our poisonous family of God chose seventeen princes in this battle."

"But the seventeen princes are all very good. If our poisonous **** family can support him, maybe our poisonous **** family will benefit more."

"Yes, the battle has begun, and we can no longer enjoy the Poison God's House. We must go out."

"I didn't know that the elder took us to the emperor's tribe to exchange martial arts."

"I don't understand this? The Dihuang tribe and the Jiange tribe feel that they have become stronger in recent years and feel that they can compete with our poisonous family, so they still hesitate to be loyal to which emperor."

"This time we went to the emperor's tribe and just stared at them. Once they choose the prince, it is estimated that the poisonous family of God will destroy this tribe."

"Oh, it turns out that is the case, then let us go faster."

During the speech, six people came out and rushed out of the mountains.

Just as they left the ancient road of the Van Gogh Mountains.

Suddenly, in the night ahead, a white man holding a wooden sword coldly appeared in front of them.

At night, the moonlight was cold, but this man's sword was even colder.

After a while, the six people stopped and looked at the white man in front of them coldly.

The six of them have a strong feeling in their hearts. This person is not good.

"Who are you? Dare to stop us. Don't you know who we are?" among the six, a young man said coldly.

The white-clothed man turned around slightly and looked at the six people revealing his face.

"It's you! Zifeng!"

The six people immediately laughed sarcastically.

"Why, do you want to balance our Poison God family? Hahaha." The six people laughed casually. "I suggest you don't look for dead ends. You can find a good place in Dongzhou, but here. Nanzhou."