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"Brother Ouyang actually has this kind of treasure mouse. Do you have any opinions? Can you let Brother Ouyang's treasure hunting mouse search for it?"

The young master of Jiedao faction let out a muffled snort, and glanced across the audience, the meaning was already obvious, if he wanted to stand in Ouyang Xiaotian's change, you all figured it out!

"Hehe... A bunch of trash, who couldn't grab the dragon ginseng fruit, learned this kind of robbery, shameless! I don't have so much time to spend here with you!"

The Young Sect Master of Motian Sect sneered disdainfully, and seemed dismissive of Shengtian Pavilion's approach.

Motianzong and Shengtian Pavilion have always had enmity, Shengtian Pavilion has always regarded itself as righteous, and thinks that Motianzong is a gang of demons, and they should all be strangled.

And Motianzong felt that Shengtian Pavilion was a bunch of hypocrites, and they were not far from the same path.

Now in the secret territory of Tianyuan, it is possible to have a good battle.

When Dao Wuxie, the young patriarch of Motian Sect, said this, everyone's eyes were focused on him. There is something in your words... It sounds like you have snatched the dragon ginseng fruit...

"Dao Wuxie, put your mother's shit! You Motianzong are used to stealing chickens and dogs, so this dragon ginseng fruit was stolen by you!"

Ouyang Xiaotian, the young master of Shengtian Pavilion, retorted.

"Brother Wuxie, can you give me Tianmeng a face, and let Brother Ouyang check it out, so you won't feel unwilling!"

"If the dragon ginseng fruit was taken away from us in a fair manner, I don't think you will feel reluctant, but the dragon ginseng fruit has disappeared... there will be some grudges, brother Wuxie, please consider it. Let me know what you guys think!"

When the two sides were in a stalemate, Nie Feng, the holy son of the Heavenly Alliance, suddenly stood up, with a handsome appearance, and his words made everyone shut up.

Even if there are more Sons of the Heavenly Alliance, they are still the Sons of the Heavenly Alliance, and even if the chance of being able to inherit the leader of the Heavenly Alliance is less than 1%... that is still a chance!

Therefore, Nie Feng's words are still very influential in everyone's hearts. After he said something, it was equivalent to defining the matter, and it was difficult for others to say anything.

Choose to fight against Nie Feng? That is to oppose the Tianmeng! May I ask how many tough people present want to have anal sex with Tianmeng!

"Hmph! Son of Nie Feng, I can give you this face, but don't blame me for not reminding you, if you continue to toss around like this, maybe the real treasure thief has already run away... Or, someone wants to guard against the thief. !"

Dao Wuxie, the young patriarch of Motian Sect, approached Ouyang Xiaotian, the young master of Shengtian Pavilion, with obvious distrust in his words.

"Dao Wuxie, you..."

"Okay...it's right or wrong, just check it out. Brother Ouyang uses the treasure hunting mouse to check everyone. I'll check Brother Ouyang's head office in person, right? If you have any opinions, you can talk to me alone!"

Nie Feng's eyes swept over everyone's faces fiercely, and the words have reached this point, and everyone dared not give face to the Son of the Heavenly Alliance!

Soon, the young master of Shengtian Pavilion took out a little golden mouse from his sleeve, it was cute and cute, and when it came out, it was gnawing on a top-quality spirit stone!

Feeding it with top-grade spirit stones, one can imagine how precious this treasure hunting mouse is.

As soon as the Treasure Hunting Mouse was put down, it quickly moved around, almost stepping right in front of every monk, and at the same time, there was a look of contempt on the mouse's face...

It is obvious that these people don't have treasures on them, or the quality of the treasures is too low...