Chapter 271: It’s not much better than our hillbilly

The building in Qingyun City is gone if it is gone.
Hearing these words, Lou Potian couldn't help but feel uncomfortable.
He moved the corners of his mouth and smiled reluctantly: "The Patriarch's daughter must be very good too."
A smile appeared on Lou Jinglei's face: "Shuyin's girl is not comparable to Qianxue's niece. She is very naughty. I also expect her to learn from Qianxue's niece."
Lou Jinglei didn't want to talk more about this topic. He quickly moved his gaze to Tantaiyuan, his eyes brightened a bit, and he bowed his waist specifically: "This is the Master of Tianwu Realm, Master Tantai."
Lou Potian was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized--maybe, Tantaiyuan was the only person Lou Jinglei wanted to see, otherwise, he would not specially put such a dazzling Tantaiyuan to the end...
however.
Handsome and cold, full of grace, like a god, with a compelling breath, a cold man that can not be ignored, but with a flawless, unparalleled face, his eyes are focused on Lou Qianxue.
He looked indifferent, ruthless, and didn't seem to hear Lou Jinglei's words, let alone reacted at all.
A haze flashed through Lou Jinglei's eyes: "I don't know where the son of Tantai is from? Is there such a cultivation level at a young age?"
Still no one answered.
With a slight embarrassment on Lou Jinglei's face, he coughed and looked at Lou Qianxue again: "Niece Qianxue, this adult, is he dissatisfied with our Lou family?"
"No, he has always been like this." Although Lou Jinglei spoke politely, his attitude was high, even with a hint of charity. Lou Qianxue didn't like it.
Lou Jinglei breathed a sigh of relief: "That's it, you deserve to be an adult of the Heavenly Martial Realm, you really have personality."
After the words fall behind, it is cold again.
Lou Jinglei's complexion changed, and he smiled forcefully, "I'll find someone to familiarize you with the environment, so that you can get used to it soon?"
He refused to mention the matter of receiving the dust.
Lou Potian didn't care, "Thank you, Patriarch."
the other side.
The juniors from Qingyun City were all excited after a short rest and couldn't help but curiously walk around in the county guard mansion to watch.
quickly.
They noticed that a place was crowded with people, making deafening exclamations from time to time, and it was very lively, so they leaned forward curiously.
"Huh! Warcraft! It's Warcraft! Lots of Warcraft!"
After seeing the situation clearly, the junior Lou from Qingyun City shouted excitedly.
"Fengyang County's county guard house has so many monsters!" The other juniors couldn't help but whispered.
at this time.
Dozens of cages were placed on the square, and each cage was locked with a big monster.
Lou Xiaoxiao gasped in a cold breath: "Those beasts are so powerful...Every one is trembling, it's terrible!"
Hearing this, someone around him couldn't help but look back at Lou Xiaoxiao with contempt: "Who are you? An idiot? Don't you know, are all the monsters in my county's mansion above Tier 4?" Yue said, The man became more proud: "Tier 4, do you know what Tier 4 means? Tier 4 monsters are equivalent to the strong man in the Yuan Wu realm among humans, you know? Hillbilly!"
"I... we are not idiots, nor are we country yolks." Lou Zheng and the others were blushing, but couldn't help but defend: "We're only here for the first time. I don't know."
"It's the first time? Heh, hillbilly, look at your clothes, it's so gray, I really don't know how you got in!"
At this moment, the scene suddenly boiled, and many people screamed in joy.
The man was also excited: "Watch it well, hillbillies, such a wonderful duel, in addition to the life and death duel on the black market, is also our county guard house."
Lou Xiaoxiao did not care about the changes on the court, she raised her brows.
Cang!
The long sword is unsheathed.
next moment.
brush! brush! brush!
The robes of the person beside him instantly turned into rags, hanging scattered on his body.
Lou Xiaoxiao raised her lips and chuckled, and patted the man on the shoulder with the sword: "Hey, people in the city, I see, your clothes are not much better than those of our hillbilly!"