Chapter 1,330: Qisha is just a lost dog

Style: Fantasy Author: salted fish laobaiWords: 2137Update Time: 24/01/18 17:45:07
Xiao Yifeng knew very well that there must be many people in the Star Temple who did not want to see him return to the Star Temple safe and sound.

Instead of sneaking back to the Star Temple in secret, it would be better to act with a high profile so that those people would not dare to blatantly attack him and offend the Holy Queen.

While waiting, the three of them walked into the nearest city, intending to take a rest and listen to the latest rumors.

Although there are all kinds of comments on Star Network, Star Network also has dedicated maintenance personnel in many cases, and all you can see is what the Queen wants you to see.

The city was very lively and bustling with people of all kinds.

The most indispensable thing in the Star Realm is all kinds of people, especially in this place close to the demon clan, even the demon clan and half-demon can be seen everywhere.

This is because the Star Temple and the Monster Race are now in a period of friendship, and the trade between the two races is booming, so there is a situation where the Human Race and the Monster Race are mixed.

Xiao Yifeng was strolling around the city with two stunning women, Lin Qingyan and Yan Tianqin, which naturally attracted many people's attention.

Beautiful women will attract attention wherever they are, especially in the realm of stars where the rules are not so strict.

Many salivating eyes were fixed on the two women, as if they wanted to take them away immediately and skin them on the spot.

But when Xiao Yifeng exuded the powerful aura of the late stage Fusion Realm, many people restrained their gaze and stopped being so arrogant.

However, there are still some demon cultivators who believe in their strength, and their eyes are still wanton and wanton, and their mouths are full of obscene words, which makes people frown.

Facing these people, Xiao Yifeng unceremoniously shocked them with his powerful spirit and taught them a lesson.

After these people suffered a lot, they restrained themselves a lot and dared to get angry but dare not speak out.

Here, keeping a low profile when the strength is insufficient is the first factor; if you feel that you are strong enough, you can do whatever you want, as long as you don't offend the stronger ones.

This is the supreme rule in the realm of stars: the strong are respected.

Xiao Yifeng was walking on the street with two stunning beauties. If he didn't have enough strength and background, he might even be robbed of his delicate skin and tender flesh.

The three of Xiao Yifeng walked into a lively restaurant. Although Lin Qingyan and Yan Tianqin wore veils in a low-key manner, they still could not conceal their peerless elegance.

When the three of them entered the restaurant, the atmosphere in the restaurant suddenly became quiet, and many curious eyes turned to them, mostly focusing on the two women.

These people's eyes were scrutinizing, trying to determine the origins of the three people, as if they were looking at lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

In the restaurant, a lively maid immediately greeted them warmly and led the three of them to a free seat to sit down.

Xiao Yifeng and the others chose a relatively secluded corner to sit down, and ordered a few special dishes and fragrant spiritual wine.

In order to isolate those curious and coveted eyes, he also specially asked someone to arrange a screen made of light gauze to cover the uncomfortable eyes of these people.

Although the screen vaguely obscured the figures of the beauties, those who knew that the beauties were present could not help but talk loudly and talk wildly.

Some people even start to show off their knowledge and talents in an attempt to attract the attention of beauties.

Xiao Yifeng laughed secretly in his heart, but he still listened to the conversations of these people, hoping to get some useful information from them.

The most hotly debated topic these days is the rumor that the Seven Killer Demon Lord seizes the body of the Righteous Son of Heaven. Most people in the restaurant are discussing this topic.

Not far away, there was a table of three people, two men and one woman. It looked like an elder from the sect was traveling with two disciples, headed by a middle-aged and thin scribe.

A young man in brocade robes asked curiously: "Uncle Master, do you think the Seven Kills Demon Lord may have returned from the human race unharmed?"

The middle-aged scribe shook his head and said seriously: "Be careful, this is a special period, it is best to talk less about this matter."

The young man in brocade robes obviously had a good status. He showed off himself in front of his junior sisters and beauties, and said with a smile: "Uncle, why are you so nervous? The entire star field is talking about this matter now, so what is there to worry about?"

The young woman at the same table seemed to have a good impression of the man in brocade robes, and echoed: "Senior Brother Zhao is right, uncle, you are too cautious."

The middle-aged scribe sighed and said in a deep voice: "You are still young and don't understand how deep the water is here. It's better to talk less."

At this moment, a strong man not far away laughed loudly and said disdainfully: "This friend is too timid and afraid of getting into trouble."

"No matter how powerful the Seven Kills are, he is just a lost dog now. Why should he be afraid?"

The strong man had a strong back and a heavy waist, and his whole face was covered with dense magic patterns, making him look ferocious and terrifying.

He has good cultivation, is in the late stage of integration, and thinks very highly of himself. He has been staring at Lin Qingyan and the two since he first entered the restaurant.

The young man surnamed Zhao frowned when he heard this and said in a cold voice: "Seven Kill Demon Lords have fought for the Star Temple in all directions. They have worked hard and achieved great results. Is it unfair for the senior to say this?"

The strong man sneered and said: "What kind of hard work does he deserve? The demon army was almost completely wiped out in his hands! If it weren't for him, how could our Star Temple have signed an armistice agreement with the human race? I'm afraid the human race would have fallen into our star. Hands of the Temple!"

The junior sister was furious when she heard this, gritted her teeth and said: "What you said makes no sense! If the Demon Lord hadn't led his troops to attack the Northern Territory, I'm afraid they would have been defeated long ago, how could anything happen later?"

The strong man laughed and said: "What do you know, little girl? Without him, there are other people to open the demon clan front. He is not as important as you think."

The young man surnamed Zhao argued with reason: "Senior's words are too hindsight. Will the Demon Lord just lose the last battle and be nailed to the pillar of shame?"

The strong man sneered and said: "This is natural. Since ancient times, success or failure has been judged by the hero. Even if he wins many times in the past, he will still lose everything in the last round? What do you juniors know?"

The young girl's face turned red with anger and she wanted to argue with him, but the middle-aged scribe stopped them with his hand and said with a serious face: "No need to waste words!"

The strong man smiled proudly, stared at the junior sister with a leering look and said with a smile: "Little girl, if you are not convinced, you might as well come to me tonight and I will talk to you nicely."

After he finished speaking, he laughed pointedly, and his laughter was full of evil intentions.

The girl's face turned red with anger, and she was about to say something, but was stopped by her uncle who looked like a scribe, and scolded her in a low voice with a serious face: "Shut up!"

"Uncle Master!" the young man said dissatisfied.

The scribe shook his head, with a warning look in his eyes, as if the rumor had told them something, so the two of them said nothing more.

When Lin Qingyan heard this, she couldn't help but said coldly: "You just dare to talk nonsense here. If you are in front of Qisha, I'm afraid you won't be able to escape with your tail between your legs."