After the cannon fodder junior sister went crazy, the entire sect begged to be let go

Although Wen Dao knew more about the Qing Clan because he was from the Qing Clan, Lin Nong did not tell Wen Dao about the Qing Clan's secrets.

The relationship between Wen Dao and several tribes is very delicate.

As the Holy Son, he is respected among the demon clan and has charisma, and he usually communicates with the four clans and other small clans.

But it cannot have its own power.

Therefore, when dealing with the four tribes, one must maintain the dignity of the Holy Son at one moment, and negotiate with others with a smile on the other.

Seeing Wen Dao talking about the Qing tribe again, old Linnong stood up and put his hands behind his back:

"Chubby, you have changed a lot in the past three thousand years. I don't think you were like this when you first became the Holy Son."

"I didn't really realize the cunningness of you clan leaders at that time."

I heard that over the past thousands of years, my face has become thicker than usual.

"Cunning? We, the saints and saints, are the most cunning. If it weren't for the fact that ordinary saints and saints don't live long, if you live for thousands more years and become cunning at such a speed, who can catch up with you?"

After Lin Nong finished speaking, he looked at Wen Dao and suddenly felt that what he said might be inappropriate, and wanted to make amends quickly.

"I did not mean that."

"Okay, tell me about the news about the other clans that the Qing clan has recently heard about."

There are steps like this. If you hear the news, climb up quickly and get some more information.

Linnong couldn't refuse Wen Dao's questions because he had just touched the sore point of the saint's immortality.

Normally we need news, but it needs to be exchanged.

In this way, because of his own words, Wen Daobai got the news and said that he was cunning. It was really not unfair.

After hearing Linnong say a lot of bad things about other tribes, he waved his hand and left.

"Oh, don't leave yet, your friend hasn't introduced me yet!"

Linnong pointed at Hua Ci and said.

Hua Ci thought she would hear some secrets of the demon world, but this time she heard a lot of Lin Nong's complaints.

Hearing Linnong mentioning himself, Hua Ci raised his hand and said hello.

"Hua Ci, a friend I met outside."

"Are you from the world of immortality? Golden elixir stage? From which sect?"

Now that the name is known, the sect has nothing to hide.

Hiding will only arouse suspicion.

"Yanghua Sect."

"Oh, I've heard about Yanghua Sect. Why don't you bring more senior brothers and sisters to play?"

Linnong smiled and asked, as if it was just a daily question.

I was about to blurt out, "Senior brother and sister are busy," but I suddenly remembered hearing the way these clan leaders were beating around the bush, so I stopped.

"I prefer to be alone."

Putting it on himself, Hua Ci couldn't think of a better answer for not revealing anything about Yang Huazong.

"Haha, you are a loner, Jue. The friends you make are just like you and don't reveal any unnecessary information! Birds of a feather flock together."

"Yes, we all love to tell the truth."

After saying that, Wen Dao greeted Hua Ci and left together.

After leaving Linnong's yard, he seemed relieved when he heard the news.

"Isn't it nice to see that you have a good relationship?"

"These clan leaders want to inquire about other clans from me all day long. If I'm not careful, I might get into their trap."

"It's not easy, it's not easy. Thank you for your hard work." Hua Ci joked with a smile. After listening to so many boring conversations in the bamboo house, Hua Ci was always amused by Wen Dao's nickname and couldn't bear to go out.

"Huh? Don't call me by this name, and don't tell them when you meet them later."

Wen Dao first frowned and stared at Hua Ci, and then took out a storage bag to bribe Hua Ci to prevent Nan Xing and Chen Qiu from knowing his name.

"Okay, Son."

There should be a lot of good stuff in the Hua Ci Dian Dian storage bag, so it’s worth the trip.

The two of them walked along the road in the direction of Wen Dao's house.

Nan Xing and Chen Qiu will probably be on this street as well.

"What's that for?"

Hua Ci watched a group of people walking on the street not far away, and people passing by pointed.

"It's something offered to the Bai people from all over the country."

At the front of the team was a man riding a spiritual beast, holding a white tiger flag on his shoulders. There were carriages in the middle of the team, which looked like they were carrying a lot of things. Both sides of the carriages and horses were guarded by Bai disciples wearing gray and white robes.

Just when the end of the team was about to leave the sight of the two, there was a sudden noise on the street and the team stopped.

Wen Dao followed the crowd and came forward to check.

"Who dares to contradict the Bai people's escort carriage? This will cause trouble."

"Perhaps it was deliberately arranged by other tribes, and it is probably difficult for them to get along with the Bai tribe."

"Who is it? You dare to cause trouble in public."

When Wen Dao and Hua Ci squeezed through the crowd, they saw Nan Xing and Chen Qiu being held captive.

Both of them were bound by a strong demonic energy, and because they were afraid of causing more trouble by using spiritual energy, they had no choice but to refuse to listen to the explanation, and at the same time Chuanyinyu sent a message to Wendao.

"What's going on here?"

After hearing the news, he walked up to the man holding the white tiger flag.

"Son?"

The man was a little surprised to see Wen Dao, but today it was indeed his side that was in charge. The two captured people rushed into the team in full view of everyone.

"These two people collided with my Bai tribe's offering team and were disrespectful to our tribe. I am going to take them back and punish them."

"These two are my friends. They have no intention of colliding with the Bai people. Leave it to me."

"Then the Holy Son, can you tell me which clan these two people are from? I can go back and explain to the clan leader."

Although there are many disciples of the four tribes on the Demon Realm Street, some of them also wear clothes with the characteristics of each tribe. For example, the Zhu tribe generally wears red and is decorated with feathers, the Bai tribe wears gray and white robes, the Qing tribe wears turquoise clothes, and the Xuan tribe The tribe mostly wears black.

However, due to the overt and covert fighting among several tribes, sometimes they wear the distinctive clothes of each tribe and reveal their own tribe. Sometimes they are targeted by other tribes, or they cause trouble for their own tribe because they fail to investigate for a while.

Therefore, many people do not wear clothes that reflect the attributes of their own clan, so that everyone tacitly agrees not to cause any unpleasantness because of the different clans they belong to.

The clothes Wen Dao gave to Hua Ci, Nan Xing, and Chen Qiu were all common clothes in the demon world, and there was no trace of any clan attributes.

However, it is a big sin to collide with a clan's offerings. If the clan they belong to is found out, the Bai clan can take the opportunity to seize that clan's pigtails and create some trouble.

Not surprised after hearing this, he glared at the Bai man carrying the flag:

"Remember it on me, let them go first."

When the man heard this, although he didn't hear which clan he was from, with the words "Wen Dao", it was considered that Wen Dao owed the Bai people a favor, and he could claim credit when he returned.

"Okay! Listen to the Holy Son, let them go, and the team will continue!"

The Bai people immediately let the two go, and the team continued walking.

Before Nan Xing could explain to Wen Dao, he saw several demon cultivators in red clothes gathered around Wen Dao:

"Holy Son! Look at the Bai clan, they are so arrogant. They even blame you, Holy Son. They have really bad intentions!"

"Yeah yeah!"

Hua Ci saw that his disciples of the Zhu clan spoke ill of the Bai clan so skillfully and that the others were not curious, so he knew that this was like adding insult to injury, and it should be common among the people.