You should know that casual cultivators and orthodox cultivators are born enemies, and they are not separated from each other. As long as they meet, they will meet each other and will never stop until they die.

However, under normal circumstances, it is difficult for a casual cultivator to identify orthodox cultivators without careful identification. Otherwise, Fang Qiu would immediately escape from this place when he learned that Tianhe City was the territory of a casual cultivator.

Facts have proved that a few orthodox practitioners will not be discovered when they enter the territory of casual cultivators, otherwise Wang Xiaoqiang and his group would not have passed through the streets smoothly, let alone entered the restaurant for dinner smoothly.

The power structure in the scattered cultivator world is not big, and the largest level is the city lord. No one is called the king, let alone the emperor. Since there is no king or emperor, there will naturally be no so-called princesses and princesses in the scattered cultivator world.

And now, suddenly, a "princess" popped up in someone's mouth, which immediately aroused the suspicion of the casual cultivators.

Any casual cultivator who heard the word "Princess" looked over at this time. He didn't know if he didn't look closely. After he looked closely, Wang Xiaoqiang and his ten soon revealed their identities.

However, Wang Xiaoqiang had a high level of cultivation. Although the casual cultivators saw their identities, they only stared at them with hostile eyes, focused on their guards, and made a vigilant look.

No one dares to act rashly.

Princess Huashao was stared at by many eyes, and felt like a ray of light on her back. She was so uncomfortable that she couldn't help but glared at Wang Xiaoqiang, who was very surprised that Wang Xiaoqiang was talking too much.

Fang Qiu's face changed slightly, his eyes flashed, and his spiritual sense swept across the house. Although most of the drinkers in the house were casual cultivators, their cultivation was not very high, and the highest cultivation level was only the Immortal Saint's First Soldier Realm.

Seeing this, Fang Qiu quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

However, the casual cultivators did not relax. More than ten orthodox cultivators at the level of the immortal saints entered the territory of the casual cultivator, and one of the women might have been the princess. This made them nervous.

It is of great importance. They must report to the lord of Tianhe City on this matter.

This is exactly what Fang Qiu and everyone are worried about. If their identities are spread and the whole city is blocked, they will not be able to fly.

The key is that there is a princess with a noble status among this group. If the princess of the empire falls into the hands of these casual cultivators, it will definitely become a bargaining chip for the casual cultivators to threaten the empire. At that time, it is said that they will cede land and give money. Or give a large amount of training resources, which will be a huge loss for the entire empire.

Seeing the casual cultivators staring at them, Wang Xiaoqiang stood up, glanced around, and shouted, "What are you looking at, and you're going to have a head to eat!"

Wang Xiaoqiang's roar was quite powerful, and he immediately shocked the casual cultivators and turned his eyes away, lowered his head to eat.

Fang Qiu stared at Wang Xiaoqiang. It was a bit strange that Wang Xiaoqiang was too arrogant, but now that things have come to this point, they are not arrogant or arrogant. They really can't stop these casual cultivators, so they didn't stop him.

Wang Xiaoqiang sat down again, but let go of his spiritual sense and enveloped the entire restaurant.

At this time the food came, and the shopkeeper was nervously putting the food on it. His hands were trembling. After all, the strength of these ten orthodox cultivators was too strong. This made him, a person with no cultivation, nervousness and fear involuntarily.

The shop was about to leave after the food and food were placed, but Wang Xiaoqiang turned his face and stared at the shopkeeper, and locked him with his spiritual sense.

The shop clerk was like a detachment technique, and he couldn't move at all. He was so scared that he trembled all over, and beads of sweat as big as beans were rising down. He begged in panic, "Grandpa, please spare me, I'm just a clerk, I have no cultivation. There are old men and young men, so please give me a way out."

"Did I say I want to kill you?" Wang Xiaoqiang asked back, and reached out to pat the shop clerk on the shoulder, as gentle as an old man.

"No, no. It's a small conjecture, a small stupid." The shopkeeper quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

However, Wang Xiaoqiang's spiritual sense did not let go, and shouted to the shop clerk, "Go and tell the restaurant owner and all the staff that whoever spreads our identity will let the whole family die!"

At this time, Wang Xiaoqiang was not as gentle as he was, nor was he still a student from Yueyang, and he was a vicious madman.

The waiter who had just breathed a sigh of relief suddenly became nervous again, and his body shook, and he stumbled and said, "I dare not, I dare not, I will inform the boss and all my colleagues now, and I will never let them leak any news..."

"Well, you are very smart, you are a smart shop assistant!" Wang Xiaoqiang let go of his senses and pushed the shop assistant. The shop assistant was pushed away by him and flew directly to the door of the kitchen. Then he landed steadily without any injuries.

The shop's guy had no cultivation, and he was a mortal. He was pushed away by Wang Xiaoqiang. He had already made a cold sweat. He thought he was dead, but unexpectedly he was still alive after landing. He quickly touched his body with his hands. Seeing that there were no parts on his body, he breathed a long sigh of relief. At this time, his face turned pale and sweating all over his face, as if he was exhausted.

Wang Xiaoqiang's strong and domineering made the casual cultivators angry and extremely afraid. At this time, they all looked like they were busy eating, but their eyes would occasionally look over, look at the ten people in the group, and look at Princess Huashao.

A lustful casual cultivator was also shocked when he saw Princess Huashao, who was so beautiful that he was shocked. At this time, he believed that Princess Huashao was the princess of the empire.

Suddenly, a table of casual cultivators stood up and wanted to check out and leave. Judging from the meals they had eaten half of the table, they obviously didn't want to leave after they were full, but for another reason.

Fang Qiu's expression changed drastically, and he said to the other nine people, "It seems that this meal will not be eaten today."

"It's okay. It's not good to leave at this time." Wang Xiaoqiang said, then stood up again, and with his spiritual sense, he covered the table of wandering cultivators who were about to leave, and shouted, "Get back to eat!"

The casual cultivators at that table wanted to report to the City Lord's Mansion Wang Xiaoqiang and his orthodox cultivators. When they captured this group of people, they could receive rewards, especially among this group of people, there was a woman who was highly suspected to be the Imperial Princess. If they were really the Imperial Princess, then they would be very excited.

Although the guests at this table had low cultivation, they were so arrogant when they saw Wang Xiaoqiang being so strong and domineering on their territories. One of the middle-aged scammers pointed at Wang Xiaoqiang and criticized, "Who are you? You even care about our meals... It's too unreasonable, right?"

"At noon, when the food is hoeing, sweat drips and landings, but who knows that every grain of food on the plate is hard-working!" Wang Xiaoqiang actually started to recite the poem, and said, "Every grain of rice is planted by farmers. You should think that it is hard-earned. If you don't finish it, you will be dumped. That is a waste of food. I am just teaching you for the farmers and reasoning you..."

The fairy world is a world of cultivation, with force as the most respect, and literary power is not prosperous, but it is precisely because literary power is not prosperous that there are no good poems and essays. Wang Xiaoqiang's magical poems and the principles he told shocked the guests on the table, and other casual cultivators couldn't help but be stunned. Unexpectedly, there were people with such good literary talent among the orthodox cultivators!

In fact, not only the casual cultivators, but also the other nine people at the deskmate were impressed by Wang Xiaoqiang's poetry and morality, and were shocked by Wang Xiaoqiang's wit. At this time, the centripetal force was vaguely transferred from Fang Qiu to Wang Xiaoqiang's body.

But Wang Xiaoqiang's words could not completely convince the cultivators. The middle-aged cultivator said disdainfully, "I don't understand the bullshit theory. The wine and food I bought when I get old is wasted and no one can care about it! Don't pay attention to him, let's go!"

The middle-aged casual cultivator waved his hand and hurriedly walked out of the store with a group of brothers.

Wang Xiaoqiang raised his eyebrows and took out the Qiankun whip and waved it. The whip was rolled out like a snake, and he swung the group of scattered cultivators.

The seven casual cultivators are like grasshoppers tied together. They look a bit funny. (To be continued, please search for Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!
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