"My lord, please give me a few more days of grace, we will definitely collect enough supplies." The two old men fell to their knees and pleaded non-stop.

A group of people from Wuzhai behind the two also knelt on the ground and kept pleading.

And three arrogant otherworldly warriors were standing in front of the two old men.

The leader said coldly: "A few days of grace? If every cottage asks my Qinglingzong to give me a few days of grace, what should I do with my Qinglingzong? Do you think my Qinglingzong is the Kaishantang?"

"That's right! Do you think that our Qinglingzong collected your materials for nothing? Once a monster appears near your stockade, which time did our Qinglingzong take action to clean up the monster?

Otherwise, have you had a good time? ' said another sarcastically.

The last person also spoke, "If you don't want the protection of my Qingling Sect, then you can say it."

The two old men were silent, and the people in Wuzhai did not dare to speak, and the atmosphere was very depressed.

At this time, the leading warrior discovered Ling Xiao and Wu Ling, with a malicious smile on his face.

"Of course, if you really can't pay it, it's not impossible, then take her to get the supplies." The man pointed at Wu Ling and said loudly.

As soon as he finished speaking, the two warriors behind him immediately laughed, and the laughter was full of lewdness.

Wu Ling heard the words, and his face turned pale as if struck by lightning on the spot.

If Ling Xiao hadn't subdued her, she might have fallen to the ground.

Hearing the words, the two old men immediately said, "This is not possible!"

Among the Wuzhai crowd, a young and middle-aged man stood up, "Don't go too far, it's a big deal, we will break the net with you!"

As soon as these words came out, they immediately attracted the approval of a group of hot-blooded young people.

The faces of the two old men sank, and one of them immediately turned around and shouted, "If you don't want the whole village to die because of you, you all shut up for me!"

When a group of young people heard this, the blood on their heads subsided slightly.

"Master Martial Artist, these little guys are really ignorant, please don't blame them." Another old man said humbly.

The leading martial artist sneered and said, "The fish is dead and the net is broken? It seems that you have forgotten the power of my Qinglingzong! How dare you talk to a few of us like this! It's just courting death!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he quickly walked towards the Wuzhai man.

Seeing this, Wu Ling immediately looked at Ling Xiao as if asking for help, tears welling in her eyes.

Ling Xiao can only nod his head, he is not the savior and can't save everyone, but when something like this happens in front of him, he will still choose to lend a helping hand.

When the Qinglingzong warrior walked in front of the Wuzhai man, Ling Xiao's voice rang out.

"Isn't it just a few supplies? I think a corpse of a flame tiger should be enough, right?" Ling Xiao said.

The voice fell, and everyone's eyes were focused on Ling Xiao.

Hearing the words, the leading warrior curled his lips disdainfully and said, "Enough is enough, but where is the Yanhu corpse you said? Is it in your dream?"

The other two warriors laughed and looked at Ling Xiao sarcastically, apparently not believing that Ling Xiao could take out the body of Yanhu.

Ling Xiao's thoughts moved, and Yan Hu immediately appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

"Isn't that what it is?" Ling Xiao said in a slightly teasing voice.

When the leading warrior heard this, his face instantly became very ugly!

(To be continued)

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