I would rather be with friends than with slaves!

Mr. Fusu's resentful words shocked Zhu Xiu, and no one spoke for a long time. If the big golden crow teased Mr. Fusu in public, he could vaguely feel the endless murderous intent in his heart, then Mr. Fusu's merciless words made Mr. Fusu unable to help but look forward to Fang Xing's reaction. Although all the children from a big family understood that Mr. Fusu's words were really telling the truth, but no one would say the truth!

The large family has a large population and many branches and branches. How could it be that everyone is a master? Basically, three generations later, their identities are similar to those of the family slaves. Even those disciples of the sidelines are not as good as those of some slaves who have gained power in the clan. They also need to fight for their family in exchange for their own status and resources. This is also the reason why some children of the sidelines ridiculed themselves as superior family slaves.

Fang Xing, since he has not returned home for a long time, now wants to return to the family. No matter how nice it is on the surface, his identity is actually only equivalent to the sidelines. Young Master Fusu said that he was a top-class slave, but he was actually saying that he would not be able to enter the main lineage even after returning to the family!

As for Fusu’s approach, it can also be understood.

He gave three mountains to the Great Wilderness Mountain, which could eliminate a great crisis within China. When he came to the saints, he would probably praise him for knowing the general and knowing the overall situation. Secondly, this move would not waste the power of slander, so he fought for a large alliance of forces that could last for thousands of years for thousands of years. Third, the Yuan family occupied too much territory and was already faintly resentful. Even the other family traditions that were equal to the Yuan family began to be resentful. Fusu gave up these three mountains to eliminate this crisis.

As for distributing the territory to Fang Xing, that is another matter!

No one thinks that a mere square move will play a stronger role than an overall force like Dahuangshan!

Furthermore, as the junior leader of the Yuan family, Fusu lowered his head to Fang Xing, it would be extremely unpopular on the surface...

Just because I understand it, I feel that when I say it, the good show is about to come on stage!

All the cultivators in China have opened their eyes and held their breath. It depends on how this little devil does it!

I have just been recognized by the Yuan family for a few days, and will I be able to tear my face again?

Even the big golden crow, Li Ying, Han Ying, Xiaopeng King, Kong Konger and others were so bold that they couldn't help but look at murderous intent and were ready to do it. Based on their understanding of the other party, if they could endure this tone, they would be called seeing a ghost. They were ready to help.

However, to their surprise, Fang Xing was not furious, but was as calm as ever.

"I would rather be friends and neighbors than slaves, that is to say, I am just a slave in your Yuan family, right?"

He looked at Mr. Fusu lightly, calmly.

After hearing this, Mr. Fusu just glanced at him lightly, snorted lightly, and did not answer.

Fang Xing smiled softly, then swept to the monks from other tribes in the field, and raised his voice and said, "And you, even though you know that I am the number one in military meritorious service, took the dangerous land of Taiyin River, and made a big fuss in the Demon State. He helped you to restrain a large number of people. I wonder how much effort you have saved and how many lives you have saved, but now he refuses to even allow a mountain to me, right?"

"The old thing is actually brought up again..."

The cultivators are ridiculous in their hearts. No one answers, and the atmosphere between the scene is solemn and awkward.

"Hehe, let's discuss it. I don't want those ten mountains anymore. How about giving me five?"

As if feeling a little embarrassed, Fang Xing scratched his head helplessly and giggled.

Fusu looked at him coldly, frowned slightly, as if he felt a little ridiculous, but he didn't speak.

But the cardinal beside Fusu sneered and shouted in a low voice: "Dream!"

None of the practitioners in the field spoke, and their expressions were as cold as mountains...

Fang Xing sighed helplessly and said, "Why don't you get three?"

The cultivators looked at each other in the scene, feeling contempt and mocking each other, and no one was too lazy to speak.

Fang Xing seemed helpless, wiped his face and sighed, "Dede, I will give you another step, just one! One mountain is enough. Let my brothers have a place to station and get some opportunities. With my military achievements, isn't that too much?"

He could say such words, but it immediately made the cultivators in the scene feel both unexpected and ridiculous.

Isn’t this devil’s legend accustomed to being arrogant and arrogant?

Why is it that legendary fierce and domineering look now, but it is pitiful like a kowtower worm!

Is this abandoning of dignity and asking me to give him a mountain?

Could it be that the power of the Yuan family Fusu Prince scared this little devil?

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that it was possible. After all, this devil caused trouble everywhere and caused countless enemies. Returning to the Yuan family was indeed a good way for him to avoid disaster. However, he thought that the Yuan family would pay attention to his military merits and reputation and give him more tolerance, but he did not expect that Mr. Fusu would tear off this false appearance in one sentence, making him feel that he was not valued and his momentum became weak!

"Brother Fang Xing, if you really need it, our clan has four hills. I wish to share one of you!"

At this time, General Hongying thought Fang Xing had no choice but to sigh, and said.

This sentence shocked the cultivators. General Zhao Hongying was too generous, right?

Their Zhao family is not like the Yuan family. They have fourteen hills and only four, so they are willing to let one out?

Aren't he afraid of family punishment?

But Fang Xing heard this, but just turned his head to look at him and said, "What you gave me personally?"

General Hongying was slightly stunned and nodded, "Not bad!"

Fang Xing laughed and said, "I have won my heart, I don't want it first!"

After saying that, he looked at Zhu Xiu and Master Fusu again, and raised his voice and said, "Don't you really give me a mountain?"

At this time, the cultivators could no longer guess what Fang Xing was thinking. Some people even wondered whether he was crazy. General Hongying was willing to let him have a mountain for him. Why are he still talking here? And seeing his appearance at this moment, he was very angry, but there was a smile on his face and murderous intent, but he deliberately pretended to be as calm as water, which made people feel even more unsure.

"We were discussing big things, why bother to let this madman mess around here and expel him!"

The son of the god of Dahuang Mountain, Gu Shi, shouted coldly and made a loud suggestion.

"This crazy man made trouble for a while, so he should have stepped down!"

Fairy Mochou of Fuyao Palace also frowned and said, with an unhappy expression.

"Brother Xiaojiu, let's go!"

Even Chu Ci came up and pulled Fang Xing's arm. She whispered, and she felt a little distressed when she looked at Fang Xing's appearance.

"Xiao Zu, I'm talking so much nonsense to them. They won't repay it. I'll beat them until they return it!"

At this moment, King Xiaopeng couldn't help it, so he raised the golden spear and shouted loudly.

"Yes, kill them!"

Li Ying also shouted loudly next to him, adding to the wind and fire.

Even Han Ying, Wang Qiong and others showed their fighting spirit at this time and were ready to take action.

However, the big golden crow was rolling at this time, and I didn’t know what I was thinking about.

"Xiaopeng King Kongkong'er, why are you messing around with a lunatic? Why don't you come back soon!"

In the corner of the hall, someone suddenly shouted, and it was the Fox Fairy Girl who inherited the ancient road from the demonic land. She shouted coldly at this time.

"Bitch, what's the matter with you? Stop it!"

King Xiaopeng's face was ferocious and glared at Fox Fairy Ji fiercely, and he was full of anger.

"you……"

Even the Fox Fairy Ji never expected that King Xiaopeng would talk to him like this, and he was slightly stunned and did not react.

After a while, her cheeks were filled with anger and she shouted softly: "Whatever you do, I will not come back now. The chance we have won now is not as good as you Guren Mountain, Fusang Mountain, Dasheng Mountain and Wuying Mountain, you will regret it!"

After hearing this, Wuyingshanshi Daozi turned his eyes. After a long time, he sighed lightly but still didn't say anything.

"Since you don't want to give it to me, then I'll..."

Fang Xing glanced at everyone here, then smiled and spoke slowly...

"This guy wants to do it?"

With a bang, many monks jumped up in the field, headed by the ancient stone Taozi of the Great Wilderness Mountain, and they were filled with murderous intent. After all, this hall was filled with occasions where top masters gathered, which could almost represent the power of the entire Chinese juniors. Now that they have increased their momentum at the same time, it is simply terrifying, as deep as the vast ocean. Even when the Nascent Soul comes here, he will kneel directly.

At this moment, Da Jinwu and others naturally hurriedly increased their momentum, but if they were obviously much weaker.

Even if they all got the chance, if they were in a head-on battle with the entire China at this time, it would be too much different...

If you really want to take action, half of the people in this hall can easily suppress them!

After all, the foundation of China is so extraordinary?

However, just when the momentum of the cultivators mentioned the cauldron point, Fang Xing continued his words: "... Then I'll leave!"

After saying that, he raised his hands on his back, turned around and walked out of the hall without looking back.

Only he muttered in a low voice: "Don't give me a mountain..."

All the cultivators in the hall were stunned at this time, with a very strange expression!

This little devil actually left?

Is this still that fierce little devil?

He actually left like this?

After all, Fang Xing's reputation was so great that when he saw him giving up so easily, the cultivators felt unbelievable.

"Haha, what a demon, but he was like a dog, and was scared away in shame..."

In the hall, after a long time, the son of the god Gu Shi from the Great Wilderness Mountain sneered.

"It's true. It's better to meet than to be famous. The reputation of this little devil seems to be spreading rumors..."

"I don't even look at what occasion is here today. Even if he is a real demon, he will still admit defeat!"

In the discussions, Xiaopeng Wang and others looked extremely frustrated, especially when they looked at the gloating expressions of the Fox Fairy Ji and the others, they were even more angry. However, in this situation, even Fang Xing admitted that they had fallen. They could not go forward to challenge without authorization. They had to feel depressed and withdrew from the hall step by step. Their chests were as uncomfortable as if they were pressing against a mountain, and they wished they could roar to the sky!

At this time, Fang Xing was still muttering, expressionless: "Damn, I won't give me a mountain..." (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!