Yao Ranran nodded, glanced at Jiang Shengxiang and the others, then turned to point at the frightened spiritual monks in the distance and asked:
"Are they bullying you? Why are there just a group of stragglers...are you the leader?"
She casually pointed at a tall, burly male spiritual cultivator.
The male cultivator was so frightened that he cried out, "It's not me, it's not me!"
"That's you?"
Moving her fingers, Yao Ranran pointed at the thin man next to her.
"No, no, no, I'm not..."
The thin male cultivator rolled his eyes and passed out directly in the arms of his companion.
In the blink of an eye, all the spiritual monks fled and became a mess. Frightened birds and beasts flew out of the forest one after another, and the rising smoke and dust merged with the billowing black clouds.
Nie Rong said in a daze: "Master doesn't even need to take action. Just a large formation can beat them to the ground. When did the monks in the spiritual world become so weak..."
"Yeah, when did Boss become so powerful? I remember when I first met Boss, she wasn't so powerful!"
Xiao Rong sighed together with Nie Rong.
Nie Rong looked at him in astonishment, "You are right, it is not that the spiritual monks have become weaker, but that the master is too strong!"
Jiang Shengxiang murmured: "Why did I ask Miss Tang to rescue the villagers just now? They can't even break the formation. If I do this, won't I lose my prestige in front of the villagers?"
"No, no, I have to get Miss Tang back quickly!"
He murmured for a long time, then turned around and ran towards the village.
Xiao Rong took out two fresh and sweet spiritual fruits of different colors from somewhere, bit out the juice in one bite, and puffed out her mouth and said: "After today, Village Chief Jiang will be lucky in the future. He can drink it every day from Xiao Tang himself."
Great brewed tea!”
Nie Rong suddenly smiled, "He is indeed a blessed man!"
How can one be an unlucky person when he can build a village under the protection of Master?
He was really envious of Jiang Shengxiang!
But... fortunately, I am also the great disciple accepted by my master!
"Hahaha, hahaha, who else can be more blessed than me?!"
Nie Rong couldn't hold back and looked up to the sky laughing.
Xiao Rong puffed her cheeks and looked at him, muttering: "Is this person scared out of his mind because he thinks the boss is too powerful?"
Nan Huoyu and Nan Yingying looked at the group of subordinates who were frightened away by a few words, and their hearts suddenly became filled with despair.
"Fairy, before you die, can you tell us your true identity?"
Nan Huoyu spoke bitterly.
Yao Ranran flew out of the smoke, looked at Nan Huoyu's dying soul, and muttered for a long time:
"If my biological father is not Yu Weifeng, then I should be a half-man and half-demon!"
Nan Huoyu took a deep breath, "He is actually the child of a human demon... Is there anything special about this? It just has a little more demonic energy, how can it be so powerful!"
He seriously suspected that this woman was hiding the truth!
He has seen many half-human, half-demon monks in the spiritual world, but none of them are half as strong as her... No, not even one percent of her strength!
"Yes, we are all going to die. Isn't the fairy willing to reveal his true identity?"
Nan Yingying is not willing to die at the hands of an unknown person. She is a princess of a country with extraordinary talent. Even if she dies, she can only die in the hands of a strong person!
Yao Ranran was stunned for a moment, "I've told you my half-human and half-demon identity. Isn't this true enough?"
"Have you all noticed that I actually don't know if I am half-human and half-demon?"
She leaned over and looked at the Nan Huoyu brother and sister in surprise.
"How did you see it? Do you have any innate powers?"
Nan Huoyu and Nan Yingying: "..."
"Oh, forget it if you don't want to tell me. I understand that talent and magical powers are the most important thing for monks. I understand if you don't want to tell me!"
Yao Ranran shook her head and sighed, "Then go and die now!"
Nan Huoyu and Nan Yingying: "...Fairy, please be patient!"
The nine lotus rings hanging above their heads, only an inch away, turned over playfully.
Nan Huoyu and Nan Yingying breathed in fear, and looked at Yao Ranran with their eyes open for knowledge.
"Fairy..."
"I see!"
Before they could finish speaking, Yao Ranran nodded clearly.
"You want to know my true identity before you die, right?"
"Yes..." Nan Huoyu and Nan Yingying looked at her expectantly.
Yao Ranran looked at Longyin Village with a solemn face.
The clear voice slowly fell.
"My true identity is... just an ordinary villager in this ordinary village!"
She turned around, completely disbelieving the two pairs of eyes, which even glanced at several immortal artifacts with infinite doubts, and fell silent for a breath.
"Are ordinary villagers richer than our Southern Dynasty?"
Nan Huoyu said calmly.
Nan Yingying chuckled self-deprecatingly, "Kill me, I would rather die than see an ordinary villager's wealth exceed our country's treasure house!"
Yao Ranran's pupils and nostrils dilated at the same time, "So you are from the Southern Dynasty!"
Nan Huoyu and Nan Yingying: "...You only know after talking for so long?"
It was the first time that they were ignored like this, but there was no room for them to fight back!
Yao Ranran looked at the two groups of souls, "Since you all want to die, then I have no choice but to satisfy you. I hope the monarch of the Southern Dynasty will not blame me!"
"Oh, are you, a monster like you, also afraid of the Southern Dynasty?"
Nan Huoyu sneered weakly.
Yao Ranran's fingertips moved slightly, and the nine lotus rings grew with the wind, "I'm not afraid, but I don't want to let me rule their place after the death of the monarch of the Southern Dynasty. That would be too tiring, I just want to stay
Retire in a peaceful place and become an immortal!"
Nan Huoyu watched in disbelief as the lotus petals fell into his soul. What did he hear before he died?
again?
In addition to Donghuang, does this woman also control other territories?
"But after spending some time in the spiritual world, this lower world has become yours?"
Nan Yingying's eyes widened, and a soft touch came from her soul. Her consciousness gradually collapsed, and she could no longer hear the sounds from the outside world.
"No, the lower world is not mine. As a monk, you can't be so selfish!"
Yao Ranran's ethereal voice echoed in the last conscious consciousness of Nan Huoyu brother and sister, sending them to the world of reincarnation.
Nie Rong sighed at the side: "The main reason is that Master has no ambition. If she had wanted to, this world would have been hers long ago!"
The little banyan opened her eyes wide, "That's what the boss is thinking. If everyone doesn't fight for the territory, then our banyan tree clan and other tree spirits will transform into more forms!"
Two clouds of gray mist dissipated in the noble lotus.
Lu Ziqian came in his own flying boat, which was full of magic soldiers.
"Master, do you need me to do anything?"
Yao Ranran raised her head and smiled: "Apprentice came just in time, I will leave those escaped spiritual monks to you!"
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