Before Shanxing could speak, Feng Wuyou said it directly for him.

"Okay, even if Cheng Zhijie, Xuan Xiu, Wen Ying is an outsider and is not qualified to know about your barbarians, what about Hui Jiu?"

Feng Wuyou suddenly slapped the handrail and shouted sternly: "Can Elder Shan tell me why Huijiu doesn't know?"

Shanxing didn't expect that Feng Wuyou was suddenly ruthless and was shocked.

"He...he..." He wanted to argue, but after opening his mouth several times, he found that for a moment, he could not think of a suitable word.

"What's it!"

Feng Wuyou suddenly snorted coldly, clearly disdainful.

The mountain was staggering and shouted: "Empress Yan was careful of his words!"

"After Yan Yun, the emperor of Fangzhou, why should you be careful when you speak? You are the old man who is shameless to rely on your seniority and sacrifice your old age!"

Feng Wuyou stood up and walked towards the mountain.

In just a few short steps, the pressure is amazingly powerful.

Shanxing reacted and realized that he had taken a step back unconsciously.

He was scolded by Feng Wuyou with his nose and his face turned red with anger, but in the face of this powerful aura, he could not refute a word.

"Hui Jiu is the leader of the clan, but he knows nothing about the barbarian saint. If I guess correctly, he would probably know much more than this.

Don’t the barbarians respect their patriarchs?

Why don’t the patriarch know what you, the elder, know?”

"That's because he lacks his own ability, who will blame him?"

Shanxing's face turned purple and finally said something.

"That's right, Huijiu has a surname with Hui. She used to be humble and could not know about you, but... that's the past! Now you have entered the Xuanniao tribe and live with the people of Tianlan. You still want to take your barbarian surnames.

Will the bad rules be moved to Xuanniao's tribe?

If you really think so, then I will tell you clearly here, and there is also..." Feng Wuyou looked around the other three elders and all the barbarians who had gathered here.

"It's impossible for all of you!"

"We abide by the customs and customs of your barbarians. That is to give you face. If we don't abide by it, that is what it should be. Who dares to indulge the respect of my official Yanyun as an indulgence?

A mountain surname is just a thing in the mud. It actually came to my palace to shake its majesty, enjoying the equality we gave you, and wanting to step on us. Do you really think you, a barbarian, are born tall

On the one hand, do we think that I dare not kill you?"

It’s great! Cheng Zhijie, Xuan Xiu, Tian Lan and others all shouted from the bottom of their hearts, and Hui Jiu’s eyes even shone with light.

They have been in the wilderness for so long and have been a little aggrieved, but they can't figure out the reason.

I only realized after hearing Feng Wuyou said it.

It turned out that it was this group of people who ate theirs and wanted to step on them.

They are simply raising a group of fathers! But why do they?

After all, their own fathers will give them money. Will these people give it?

Wen Ying looked at Feng Wuyou with deep eyes.

He really couldn't help but wonder, if he was just a Qianzhiwei now, would he have only worship like the others present.

Xiao Jinglan let out two light coughs, and Yun Jiu hurried over.

"The Emperor..." "It's okay, I'm laughing."

Xiao Jinglan was in a very good mood and actually took the initiative to explain the reason for the cough.

Yun Jiu adjusted the pillow for Xiao Jinglan and whispered: "The Empress is so domineering."

"Um."

Xiao Jinglan smiled unabashedly: "I just like to see her domineering."

Yun Jiushu paused and glanced at the master resentful.

Prince, can you chat well?

I've done a bit too much to force dog food.

Outside, Feng Wuyou finished speaking silently, especially the elders, who wanted to refute it, but found that they could not refute it at all.

Feng Wuyou's aura was too strong, and they didn't even dare.

Feng Wuyou had already returned to her seat and shouted indifferently: "Cheng Zhijie."

"The last one will be here!"

Cheng Zhijie promised that was so loud.

"What if you don't respect Shangguan, according to Yan Yun's law?"

Cheng Zhijie did not hesitate: "Eighty-six!"
Chapter completed!