Traveling across planes to raise cubs, they all turned black!

Rong Xu expressed confusion about this.

Xue Chu didn't expect him to understand. After just a few seconds, he barely managed to get back to the topic, "The Yu tribe is here, so I will go down with him."

Rong Xu's hand hanging by his side tightened, and he almost subconsciously hugged her waist, and then was brushed away mercilessly by another pair of slender hands.

No coquettishness is allowed.

Xue Chu chuckled, "Believe me, I don't think anyone can hurt me."

"You really can't follow?" Rong Xu cautiously stepped forward, but was pushed down by the latter within a second.

"No," Xue Chu put down the weird emotions in her heart, raised her hand and put it on Rong Xu's shoulder, "Those children are more important than what's going on here."

"If something goes wrong with them..."

"I know," Rong Xu was obviously not very interested, but he just managed to cheer up under Xue Chu's repeated emphasis.

And this is exactly what Xuechu needs.

She looked at the Yu clan members who were squatting under the boulder, half-supported face, and sighed in a decent manner.

I regretted it a bit... Sure enough, I shouldn't have coveted such a little convenience.

Leading the Yu clan elders all the way to the gate of Wufang City, Xue Chu bumped into someone head-on.

That should have been Xining's goal.

"Long time no see, Miss Xuechu," the messenger from the Light God Sect said one word at a time. If he hadn't been wearing the luxurious robes, Xuechu would have almost hallucinated the scene that happened not long ago.

At this time... it's time for the tool man to appear.

The elder of the Yu Clan stood over her. Under the sunlight, the small feather-like mark on his collar seemed to be shining. "Miss Xuechu has reached an agreement with us. This envoy...if anything happens, please contact us directly." I’ll just say it.”

His attitude wasn't bad, but his condescending tone was always there, which made the envoy who had the same problem darken his face.

"You are joking. The order given by the bishop to me is to meet the lord of Wufang City. The Yu Clan... seems to have nothing to do with such an identity."

The elder of the Yu clan looked at Xue Chu, who was beside him and did not express any opinions, "The Lord of Wufang City?"

He seemed to ask a rhetorical question, and was not annoyed when he didn't get an answer. Instead, he stretched out his hand towards Xue Chu.

Under the shocked expression of the messenger, a token fell quietly into the outstretched palm, and this process did not even take more than ten seconds.

The messenger's face looked a little ugly, almost trying to maintain his etiquette, "What's going on?"

Even so, there was a bit of aggression in his tone, as if he was asking, "How could she listen to you so much?!"

It was clear that he had spoken rudely to himself, a member of the Illuminati Sect, and even made a move!

The messenger never believed that the Yu Clan had such ability. Even though she did not remember clearly what happened at that time, the pain in her body did not heal so quickly.

What he couldn't do, the Yu Clan did it - isn't this just stepping on the face of the Samurai God Clan to the ground? !

"Are you questioning me?" The Yu Clan elder looked stern, and he looked even more indifferent because he did not have the confidence to succumb directly to the other party. "As for this matter, I have no comment."

"In this world, the Samurai God Clan are not the only ones who have their own methods."

"You..." The meaning behind it is chilling. The envoy of the Samurai God Clan thought of something, and had to speak again, insinuations, "Methods...Does the Yu Clan also want to get a share of this? But be careful of backlash, the person you chose to cooperate with is not an ordinary person. ."

In response, the Yu clan elder snorted disdainfully: "I won't bother you to worry about it anymore."

"And I remember," he stared at the messenger, "your intention here should be to guide Xue Chu. Since we happened to bump into each other here and the token in my hand is not forged, then tell me directly. alright."

"The person you are interested in is not Xue Chu himself, right?"

The envoy's face stiffened for a moment, obviously thinking that in this situation, what he could get would be reduced, "That's true, but does your Yu Clan really control Wufang City like this?"

"Bad checks mean nothing."

Hearing this, Xuechu glanced around with interest and noticed that a certain familiar child suddenly showed an inconspicuous smile.

--You are the one.

So, in the confrontation between the two people in front of him, the child, who had received Xuechu's vague reminder, slowly stepped forward. After a moment of silence, the two people who were still arguing heard a calm, seemingly crying voice from the side. came.

These two emotions are very incompatible in theory, but in reality, with a pair of children's eyes full of emotions that belong exclusively to Wu Fangcheng, everything that follows becomes a matter of course.

The child's eyes were firmly fixed on the tokens that were taken out, and he looked angrily at the two people who were putting them on the table as if they were chips, showing a very obvious emotion, like an angry little beast. ,"What are you doing?!"

"There is only one city lord in Wufang City! We will not just look at this token!"

As soon as these words came out, the envoy who was originally at a disadvantage immediately relaxed his eyes and said, "Did you hear this? This guest from the Yu Clan."

He said the word "guest" very hard, as if he was sure that the other party would not dare to break up directly.

Xuechu, who was standing behind her and paying attention to the situation, did not miss this gaze. Although her original intention was just to find someone to create a scene for the two of them, but...

Looking at the child who did well, Xuechu took the token back in front of him and raised his eyebrows, "Interesting argument, I like it very much."

The child who was being watched blushed suddenly, and with just one sentence, the resistance on his body dissipated like a tide, "...Master Xuechu."

He was silent, as if he remembered something unspeakable, and lowered his head in shame and confusion, "Thank you for saving me again... and, I'm sorry."

"Ok?"

After saying this, the child turned around and ran away.

Xuechu turned her gaze over there, feeling that this scene seemed to coincide with the past, and she could clearly see that new shoots were beginning to sprout under the dilapidated walls.

This is not bad, Xue Churu thought, and the movements of rubbing the token became softer for an instant.

"It seems that I shouldn't talk too much to irrelevant people," the messenger took advantage of the victory and turned the conversation directly to Xue Chu, who seemed to be staying out of the matter. "If there are no doubts, let's meet again tonight."

"Xue Chu, little sister."

——It seems that he is still thinking about that humiliation.

Xuechu chuckled lightly. Even if he understood, he didn't mean to save face at all. He directly added a premise, "If I am in a good mood."