Chapter 91 Talk

Chapter 91 Discussion

At this time, Burning Fan's body was constantly shining with golden and black light, and his long gown was windless and windless, and he was domineering. For a moment, the domineering spirit of Burning Fan permeated the whole audience, shocking countless young people who wanted to come up.

At this time, on a restaurant not far from the inner ring, there were three people sitting on the window table, a woman and two men, and a woman in her about 30 years old. The knife did not leave any marks on her face, but her eyes showed a strong tenderness, which made people respect and pity suddenly abrupt.

The two men next to him are about 20 years old. They are both wearing black clothes. Although they bow their heads and drink the tea in their hands, they can still make everyone around them feel the egoistic temperament from the two of them. Obviously, these two are also young geniuses. The breath emitted by intention is similar to that of burning Fan.

At this time, a woman in white opened her mouth to speak, and her voice seemed to be crisp, soft and abnormal. Hearing this, she was refreshing. It seemed that a basin of holy water poured down from her forehead, and all the pores all over her body opened and devoured the brute force around her. It turned out to be the effect of a speech, which made four Zhou's cultivation has been improved once, which shows the horror of the strength of this woman in white.

"Changgu, Mingsong, what do you two think of this teenager?" The woman in white stretched out her thin hand and slowly pointed to Fenfan, who was standing on the ring, glanced at her head and asked with a smile. Changgu and Mingsong are obviously the two teenagers sitting next to the woman.

The young man in black on the left between

heard the words and quickly put down the teacup in his hand. First, he held his fist at the woman, turned his head and looked at Fenfan. He gently curled at the corners of his mouth, smiled and whispered, "Old man, this boy is good, not bad. His faith in his heart is very firm and he is qualified to be a strong. If it goes on like this, it may become a hegemon on the mainland in the near future, but if our Yitian tribe intervenes to help a gang and form a good relationship, I think there will be unexpected benefits in the future. It is the elders who speak.

"Well, I agree with Brother Changgu. Our Yitian tribe can stretch out a hand when he needs help most before this young man grows up, which is comparable to the icing on the cake when he developed in the future." The other man also opened his mouth, also wearing a strong black coat, with a turquoise jade flute at his waist, and a black hair casually scattered on his shoulders, making the whole person look very mysterious and chic.

After saying that, the two turned their heads to look at the woman who had said Ha at the same time. From their tone, they knew that this woman was actually an elder. You know, the weight of the elders in the mainland of the Yitian tribe is not comparable to the elders in a small tribe like the land tribe. There is no comparison at all.

The woman was silent for a while, and the teacup turned back and forth in her hand, showing the woman's inner uneasibility at this time. In the anxious eyes of the other two young people, she said calmly: "But after all, he is a foreigner. If you know that he is not from us, his heart must be different. In addition, you should also see from the battle just now that this young man is a genius and a real genius. Aren't you afraid that he will replace you in the future? The voice was very calm, without any waves, so that the two people beside them could not guess the woman's inner meaning at all.

After thinking about the language a little, Changgu first said, "Hai Baichuan, tolerance is big, and the wall stands a thousand, and if there is no desire, it is strong. What's wrong with foreigners? As long as it is beneficial to our Yitian tribe, we will try our best to recruit. As for the issue of loyalty, there is no problem. This can be slowly imperceptible by time. After a pause, Changgu said again, "As for the elder who said that he would replace us, hahaha, that's even more a joke. The person we were present is not a genius. He has no hope at all if he wants to surpass me." Every barbarian has his own persistence in his heart and firmly believes in his own uniqueness, otherwise he would not have reached this point.

"Don't worry, Elder, as the young commander of the Yitian Army, we are not the kind of people with small belly. As long as it is beneficial to our tribe and the long-term development of our tribe, not to mention letting this boy surpass me, I am willing to let him kill me." Although what Ming Song said was not as good as that of ancient times, the decisive tone was also shocking.

First, she was stunned, and a heartfelt smile appeared at the corners of the woman's mouth. Obviously, I am very satisfied with their reply: "Yes, very good. It is worthy of being the young commander of our tribe's Yitian Army. Remember, you should broaden your mind, so that you can go further and longer on the road in the future. Your answers make me very happy, and I hope you will do what you just said in the future. Otherwise, I will end you with my own hands." Finally, he said in a tone, and the teacup in his hand cracked.

The two people next to "Yes" quickly hugged their fists and answered.

Slowly closed his eyes, as if he was tired, and whispered: You two went to see how he was doing and see if he was willing to join the Yitian army. After that, he closed his eyes and stopped talking.

Seeing the woman like this, the two looked at each other, quietly retreated, and went straight to the position of Burning Fan.

At this time, Fenfan has fallen into an inexplicable artistic conception, and the brute force around him is more **. With a little attention, the brute force around him will swarmed into his body. For a moment, Fan felt that his muscles were full of brute force, and he rose directly and felt some pain.

At this time, there was a sound of breaking the air in the distance, which went straight to Burning Fan's forehead, and the speed was even faster than Jiang Ming. But for Fenfan, who was immersed in an inexplicable mood at this time, it was like slowing down, like a snail.

Turn around, bend over, bend down, close your fist, punch, and punch in one go. There is no sound explosion, the speed is not fast, and there is no technical factor at all, but it directly defeats the blow, and goes against the current, pointing straight to the source.

"What?" There was a soft sound in the air, and then the figure slowly appeared. He was dressed in black and with a green jade flute on his waist. It was Ming Song who had just left the restaurant. He thought that he could control Fenfan with one move, but he didn't expect to be cracked by Fenfan.

Ming Song also knew that Fenfan was trapped in an epiphany at this time, so he did not take action again, but casually dispersed Fenfan's attack and looked at Fenfan quietly in mid-air.

"It turned out to be the young commander of Wuming Songwu. I didn't expect that the young commander came here in person. It seems that ten of this teenager is going to enter the Yitian Army." Recognizing the identity of this person in mid-air, the people around him looked at Fenfan with envy.

"Damn it, I didn't expect this boy to be unlucky and shocked the young commander in the Yitian Army, but I won't let you go." At this time, a man in black in the corner of the crowd below looked at Fenfan viciously. A gust of wind blew by and blew his hood. It was Liu Huan who was defeated by Burning Fan.