Fengjiu's eyes flashed over them, only twenty-one, all of whom seemed to be middle-aged, but in fact they were definitely more than thirty or forty years old.

Among them, fifteen people have foundation-building cultivation, and the other six are Jindan monks. Compared to those who I saw before, although these people are bloodthirsty, they are not as cruel as those who were before, but they still have a very strong smell of blood on their bodies. Obviously, they are also suffering from death.

She nodded: "Since everyone is here, let's go!" As she said that, she walked towards the city.

However, everyone who heard her words was stunned. One of them asked, "Young Master, they have entered Baisuishan, why don't we go in?"

"Don't go in." She said without stopping and without looking back.

The person behind frowned and asked in a bad tone: "What are we going to do if we don't go in?" They originally thought that she was capable and was the disciple of the palace master, but now they saw that it was just that.

Fengjiu in front stopped and glanced at the man: "Are you questioning me?"

Seeing this, Xianghua hurriedly said, "Young Master, A Qiang didn't mean that." He had never seen her killing people, nor had he seen her cruel and ruthless appearance. Therefore, he knew that her majesty was not to be violated.

"I just want to ask, why don't we go in? Didn't we come here to stop them from killing people and occupying land forcibly?" the middle-aged man asked in a deep voice, ignoring Xiang Hua's sign.

"Rareless! The master's words are obedient, how can there be so many whys!" Du Fan shouted sharply and glared at the middle-aged man named Aqiang.

"We heard from the guardian that the young master was the disciple of the palace master. I think the young master should be unfamiliar, but I didn't expect that he would be a little disappointed after seeing him. Could it be that the young master was afraid to see them? I dare not fight with them? If so, why would he say that he would rebuild the Tianyuan Palace? How would he say that he would revitalize the reputation of the Tianyuan Palace?"

Fengjiu ignored him and instead looked at Xianghua: "Is this the person you brought?"

Hearing this, Xiang Hua lowered his head slightly: "I'm sorry, young master." All kinds of explanations are pale, the more you get, the more you get. At that moment, he stepped forward and kicked the middle-aged man, pressed him to kneel on the ground.

"Apologize to the young master."

"Let me go to the guardian!" The middle-aged man struggled: "He is a kid, but he can't afford to kneel down!"

When Xiang Hua came to them, he only told them that Feng Jiu was Chu Batian's disciple and the man holding the Qingfeng sword. The others did not say much to them. Therefore, they also thought Feng Jiu was a man.

Seeing this scene, Feng Jiu smiled and signaled: "Let him go."

Seeing this, Xiang Hua glanced at her and then let go of his hand to let the man stand up. Unexpectedly, as soon as he stood up, he actually rushed towards Fengjiu and shouted angrily: "I want to learn how much of the skills you have inherited from the palace master!"

"Aqiang! You, stop!" Xiang Hua was shocked, but when he wanted to step forward, the others held it down.

"To the guardian, just watch it! You said that you brought us to follow such a boy, so you have to show us what he has. Such a person is really good at holding the Qingfeng Sword and becoming our palace master?"

"Yes, I want to see how much weight he weighs."
Chapter completed!