The voice ends...

This group of ferocious soul-catching tribes actually crowded the gate of the west wing courtyard.

A boom!

The door of the west wing courtyard was directly squeezed over and inserted into the wall.

Geng Liqiu: “…”

Ling Qianxue was a little unhappy, "Do these people really not know that this is our territory!"

Geng Liqiu joked, "Why, madam, you go and destroy them?"

Ling Qianxue directly pinched the flesh on his waist, "Husband, are you really going to destroy the Soul-Surfing Clan? No, really?"

Geng Liqiu widened her eyes when she said this.

When those people from the Soul-Surfing Clan heard this, their faces changed: "Your Excellency, you should be the one from my Soul-Surfing Clan yesterday!"

Geng Liqiu smiled embarrassedly at the lady's words and explained: "That's right, I am your Saint's friend!"

The leader is extraordinary and obviously has a great status in the Soul-Surfing Clan.

He whispered: "Your Excellency, I won't care about your nonsense. Where is the saint? Recommend it quickly!"

Mo Xue, who was standing beside him, introduced: "He is the leader of our soul-catching clan, Mo Qiansha!"

Mo Qiansha was too excited. This mature uncle who seemed to be in his forties was actually looking for the saint in a very uneasy moment.

Geng Liqiu saw the guy and looked around, but he still didn't see any details.

He asked, "Is he blind?"

Mo Xue immediately shrew carefully and said, "Shh... the patriarch's eyes are not good, but he is not blind either."

Geng Liqiu: “…”

"All right!"

He turned to the side of Wang Huan, and said to the Soul-Surfaced Clan Chief: "Captain Qiankang, stop looking, your saint is here!"

When he said this, all the elders of the Soul-Surface Clan kneeled down directly.

The floor turned into trivial in an instant.

It scared Geng Liqiu and the others!

Wang Xian also backed back for no reason, but the Qiansha patriarch ran over excitedly, grabbed Wang Xian's arm, and shouted excitedly: "Saint, where have you been in these years? You let me

I miss you so much!"

Looking at the person who looked pretty good but was a little nervous, she immediately broke free from his hand and said, "Who are you?"

Mo Qiansha immediately said, "Huan, I am your uncle Qiansha!"

"Uncle Qiankang?"

"Huan, I got your name back then. In order to give you this name, I have nullified my power!"

Wang Xian said lightly: "Isn't my name the Wang Xiancheng's Wang Xiancheng?"

Mo Qiansha was embarrassed for a moment, but someone like him immediately covered him up: "Help, this doesn't matter... As long as you know, Uncle Qiansha is the one who loves you the most!"

"By the way, in order to welcome you today, the whole clan is dispatched. My niece, Mo Qian, will definitely make her glorious Hui clan!"

When he said this, Wang Xian saw the five elders of the Soul-Surfing Clan kneeling in front of him.

And the countless soul-capturing people under the city.

Today, the entire Wuma City may be circulating all the saints, and the Soul-Surfing Clan welcomes the saints.

If they hadn't witnessed this scene with their own eyes, they would have no malice.

I'm afraid they will feel that this soul-catching clan intends to flatten the Wanma City...

Wang Xi looked at Geng Liqiu, and he also stood up and said seriously: "Captain Qiansha, what I told you yesterday, have you found out clearly? I don't want my friend to go back, it's still a kind of thing.

An uneasy environment!”

Mo Qiansha heard this and directly assured: "Since you have found the saint for our clan, we are naturally grateful. For what you said, I have ordered people to behead all the people involved. You can rest assured that as long as I don’t kill you in the clan for one day, no one will dare to disrespect the saint.”

After hearing this, Geng Liqiu nodded: "Okay, I believe in the Qiansha clan leader!"

He turned to Langhun and said, "I will go with you Hui tribe, and you can rest assured. If this tribe disappoints you, you can come out, and I can guarantee it!"

When he said this, Lang Huan was deeply moved, and then nodded: "Okay, Hui people!"

Mo Qiansha suddenly laughed and ordered:

"Five elders, welcome the saint home!"

The head of Elder Mo Xue, Mo Wuxin and five others stood in two rows, with a look of a fair look, and then ordered the people of the Soul-Surfing Clan to stand on the way to Langhuan City and Soul-Surfing Cave.

The soul-painted beast also enlarged its body at this moment.

Then he carried the saint.

Going to the soul-capturing clan majestic!

In Langhu City.

Everyone noticed the stunning beauty of the huge soul-painted beast, which attracted countless people's stunning eyes.

"I heard that the Soul-Surveying Clan has been looking for the saint for more than ten years, and found the saint in the small courtyard of the West Chamber!"

"I heard that the Soul-Surfing Clan is dispatched to welcome the return of the Saint!"

"I have to say that the Soul-Seeing Saint is such a beautiful person, he is really a beautiful person!"

“…”

All kinds of discussions.

Geng Liqiu and the others also followed, walking behind Langhuan.

The Soul-Seeing Clan is so respectful to the Saint Girl.

It also makes Langhuan not despise by the family.

Along the way, Lang Huan was also a little nervous. After all, today he was looking at the soul-catching clan with everyone's eyes.

Among these eyes, there is no longer any thought before, but a look of envy and respect!

Now that I have become the most respected person in the Soul-Survey Mountain.

Passing through Hualu.

The Madam Hualu and Manager Li, when they saw that the woman who was kidnapped or even defiled by them was actually the soul-catching saint of the soul-catching clan.

At this moment, Manager Li was so scared that his legs trembled, "She, how could she be the Soul-Seeing Saint, how could she be?"

But she just sat on the soul-painting beast.

Even the five elders and soul-catching clan leaders of the Soul-Seeing Clan are following them. The status of this Soul-Seeing Saint is very high even in the entire Soul-Seeing Mountain.

Not only Manager Li, but even Madam Hualu, his face turned pale.

Lang Huan was attracted by many people, when he came to the Soul-Surface Cave.

Looking at this huge door.

This is your own home!

The soul-catching gate is wide open, and a huge small city inside is indeed prosperous and does not suppress Langhua City.

This is the territory of the Soul-Surface Clan.

It is also the most authoritative place in the entire Soul-Seeing Mountain.

Mo Qiansha said, "Saint, this is the Soul-Surface City, and it is also your home!"

After entering the Soul-Surveying City.

All the people from the Soul-Seeing Clan are looking forward to the saint coming.

A big road leads directly to the high place, the huge soul-catching hall.

Geng Liqiu also saw this Soul-Seeing City, a mountain in the Soul-Seeing Mountain, which was actually full of Soul-Seeing Clan people.

The soul-catching clan is among the twelve clans and lies in the forefront.

Stronger than the Eight Love Tribes!

However, the harmony within the Soul-Surfing Clan is surprisingly peaceful.

On the way to the Soul-Surface Hall.

They also saw countless strange beasts running in the forest, and these various strange beasts made Lang Huan's face worse and worse at this moment.

A faint scene in front of you.

They all emerged in their own dreams!

It made him feel a little displeased...
To be continued...