When I heard this, the old man could not help but wipe a sweat, saying: "The master, this is not a fun and boring thing, because there is one more thing to say!"
"What's the matter? Let's talk about it!" He waved his hand and walked toward the table next to the venue.
"The master, not all of them were looking for a beautiful woman in red dress some time ago? Listen to the monks who were eliminated, the city owner of Fengcheng is the red woman, but she is now a woman dressed as a man." The old man said quickly.
"woman?"
The middle-aged man listened and then laughed: "If the man is likely to succeed, if it is a woman, it is estimated that several forces will know the news and will come to the door. The woman can't keep the Phoenix."
"No, no."
The old man attached: "It is said that when the woman fights with the owner of the original Montenegro, it is the cultivation of the Xiansheng level. Although it is the body of the mysterious spirit, it is difficult to get the upper hand with the strongman of the Xianzun level. What's more, those who are headed by other forces are the strength of Xianzun's middle class, and the original Montenegro city masters are also the first to be immortal. This difference is a lot worse."
"Plus she also picks people, the magic does not charge anything, but even if we are not as picky as she is here, she not only recruits those forces, but also estimates that those who have been eliminated are still resentful. If someone goes out of Fengcheng, those people will definitely take the opportunity to breathe out."
"Even so, what are you doing with us?" The middle-aged man sipped in the water and said: "That is their business. As long as they have not moved to us, we will not pay attention to it."
See the master said, the old man has to retreat after a ritual.
The other forces were also aware of the news that Fengcheng’s main son is a woman, and they all moved their minds, while paying attention to the movements of other forces, while also thinking about finding an opportunity to explore the Fengcheng.
On this day, Feng Jiu is looking at the information materials of several other forces that have been obtained from the bottom of the population. After understanding it, the heart has a bottom, and outside, there is an ancient voice.
"master."
"Come in!" Feng Jiu put the information aside and looked at the old man who came in from the outside. When he saw his look a little strange, he asked, "Is there something?"
"The master, the people of the magic city sent people over, and also sent a gift, saying yes, saying yes..." He did not know how to speak.
"What to say?" Feng Jiu picked up his eyebrows. What could make him so hard to say?
The old hard-headed scalp is this: "They said that their masters want to be a fairy with the master and become a family."
Wen Yan, Feng Ji hooked his lips, showing a sneer: "This skin is thick enough."
The ancients bowed their heads and did not dare to answer. It was only after two days that he knew that the master was really a woman. Although he was surprised, they would not change if they recognized her as the master.
What's more, he feels that even if the master is a woman, he will certainly not be inferior to the man.
"The power of this magic city is stronger among the remaining seven forces? What are these things sent? Can you bring people in?"
When Feng Jiu’s brains turned, he moved to those babies. It was a bit curious. In this, what kind of treasure can those people come up with?
The ancient scorpion, then said: "No, all are waiting outside the city."
When I heard this, the old man could not help but wipe a sweat, saying: "The master, this is not a fun and boring thing, because there is one more thing to say!"
"What's the matter? Let's talk about it!" He waved his hand and walked toward the table next to the venue.
"The master, not all of them were looking for a beautiful woman in red dress some time ago? Listen to the monks who were eliminated, the city owner of Fengcheng is the red woman, but she is now a woman dressed as a man." The old man said quickly.
"woman?"
The middle-aged man listened and then laughed: "If the man is likely to succeed, if it is a woman, it is estimated that several forces will know the news and will come to the door. The woman can't keep the Phoenix."
"No, no."
The old man attached: "It is said that when the woman fights with the owner of the original Montenegro, it is the cultivation of the Xiansheng level. Although it is the body of the mysterious spirit, it is difficult to get the upper hand with the strongman of the Xianzun level. What's more, those who are headed by other forces are the strength of Xianzun's middle class, and the original Montenegro city masters are also the first to be immortal. This difference is a lot worse."
"Plus she also picks people, the magic does not charge anything, but even if we are not as picky as she is here, she not only recruits those forces, but also estimates that those who have been eliminated are still resentful. If someone goes out of Fengcheng, those people will definitely take the opportunity to breathe out."
"Even so, what are you doing with us?" The middle-aged man sipped in the water and said: "That is their business. As long as they have not moved to us, we will not pay attention to it."
See the master said, the old man has to retreat after a ritual.
The other forces were also aware of the news that Fengcheng’s main son is a woman, and they all moved their minds, while paying attention to the movements of other forces, while also thinking about finding an opportunity to explore the Fengcheng.
On this day, Feng Jiu is looking at the information materials of several other forces that have been obtained from the bottom of the population. After understanding it, the heart has a bottom, and outside, there is an ancient voice.
"master."
"Come in!" Feng Jiu put the information aside and looked at the old man who came in from the outside. When he saw his look a little strange, he asked, "Is there something?"
"The master, the people of the magic city sent people over, and also sent a gift, saying yes, saying yes..." He did not know how to speak.
"What to say?" Feng Jiu picked up his eyebrows. What could make him so hard to say?
The old hard-headed scalp is this: "They said that their masters want to be a fairy with the master and become a family."
Wen Yan, Feng Ji hooked his lips, showing a sneer: "This skin is thick enough."
The ancients bowed their heads and did not dare to answer. It was only after two days that he knew that the master was really a woman. Although he was surprised, they would not change if they recognized her as the master.
What's more, he feels that even if the master is a woman, he will certainly not be inferior to the man.
"The power of this magic city is stronger among the remaining seven forces? What are these things sent? Can you bring people in?"
When Feng Jiu’s brains turned, he moved to those babies. It was a bit curious. In this, what kind of treasure can those people come up with?
The ancient scorpion, then said: "No, all are waiting outside the city."
