The white-clothed priest raised his eyebrows slightly.

Bai Yuelu is silent and calm enough for most of the time, and does not attract much attention, but this calmness often makes people feel unfathomable under the premise of using a city as a bet.

"About the following..." he said to Bai Yuelu.

But he had just uttered three words when he was interrupted by Bai Yue's voice.

"It's just a bet. I don't need to know your name, and you don't need to know my name." Bai Yuelu looked at him calmly and said.

“That’s right.”

The white-clothed priest was slightly stunned, then laughed out loud, saying, "Sometimes the name will let the opponent know useful information."

"Since the bet was proposed by this person, this person probably had prepared a long time ago." Similarly, the smile of the white-clothed priest also made most of the Xiaba people feel unfathomable. A Xiaba practitioner whispered in the ear of a high-level general of the Xiaba tribe: "She has no idea about this Southern Dynasty woman, why dare to agree like this directly? Do you think... this Southern Dynasty woman really won?"

"Lin Yi owns the entire Jiange. Since he joined the Party first and brought only these few people by his side, the people around him are naturally not ordinary people." However, the high-level general of the Xiaba tribe was not worried at all, "What's more, since this woman from the Southern Dynasty volunteered, that means that she has thought of a solution no matter what."

The Xiaba cultivator was stunned and immediately realized that the outcome of this bet was not the most critical point.

"Who do you think she looks like?"

The high-level general of the Xiaba tribe said softly at this time.

The Xiaba cultivator was a little confused for a moment. When he turned to look at the high-level Xiaba general, he found that the high-level Xiaba general looked at Xiaba Ying with some emotion. He immediately realized that although Bai Yuelu, a woman from the Southern Dynasty, was not as arrogant as Xiaba Ying, was most of the time, he inexplicably felt that Bai Yuelu's temperament seemed to have many similarities with Xiaba Ying.

"How could someone give people this feeling be ordinary people?" The high-level general of the Xiaba tribe said softly.

"Then start now?"

A gentle smile flowed on the white-clothed priest's face, but Bai Yuelu's unfathomable nature made him feel inexplicably nervous, and he felt very uncomfortable, "Are you going to start first or we going first?"

"Whatever." Bai Yuelu said lightly.

The white-clothed priest raised his eyebrows slightly, and a look of displeasure finally appeared on his face.

Bai Yuelu did not seem rude, but was too contemptuous to him after all. The priests of the Tuoba clan were extremely noble figures in the Tuoba clan and even Dangxiang, but Bai Yuelu seemed too lazy to look at him more.

He sneered in his heart.

In his opinion, Bai Yuelu was like a proud peacock.

But for him, the more proud the peacock was, the more he had to trample on her dignity. This process of ravage and the fear and begging of this peacock with her feathers were finally pulled out, could bring him great pleasure.

He secretly made up his mind that when he dealt with this Xiaba coalition, he would definitely ask the woman from the Southern Dynasty and humiliate him wantonly, and turn her into a female slave, and even reward her with humiliation.

Under such a state of mind, he was unwilling to say more to Bai Yuelu, so he nodded to a short and fat cultivator beside him and said, "You can show her."

This short and fat practitioner was wearing ordinary clothes and dressed in an ordinary horse gang. His facial features were also very ordinary, no different from the ordinary men of Dangxiang. However, his face was not the purple-black common to Dangxiang, but it was a strange light gold color, and it looked like he had gold powder.

The short and fat practitioner put his hands on his chest. When he heard what the white-clothed priest said, he smiled sinisterly and his hands suddenly separated.

When he separated his hands, everyone suddenly realized that his sleeves were wider than those of ordinary people. His hands were covered in them, but they could not see their hands at all.

A breath of real vitality, which was not too strong, expanded outwardly around his body. The light golden color on his face quickly faded, but there was a light golden light flashing in the sleeves of his hands, and the stars condensed, just like many fireflies were about to fly out of his sleeves on summer nights.

Silent and scream...

Dozens of sharp wind sounded suddenly from his sleeves, and dozens of thin golden threads suddenly appeared less than seven feet in front of Bai Yuelu.

This golden thread is not physical, but it flashes with a cold and golden light like metal, giving people the feeling that if it falls on Bai Yuelu's body, Bai Yuelu will be cut into pieces by these golden threads in an instant.

Bai Yuelu was still standing calmly. She watched the golden threads that suddenly appeared in front of her and did not move. A Xiaba cultivator beside her sneered heavily in an instant and reached out to pat her.

With a loud bang, a black stream of light rushed towards the golden lines. The golden lines were suddenly broken, but the stream of light flew forward several feet, then quietly paused, shook open more than ten spindle-like black shadows, and then quietly hidden in the black light.

"oh?"

The white-clothed priest seemed a little surprised when he looked at the black shadows that disappeared like spindles, but then he smiled slightly, looked at the Xiaba cultivator who took action, and said, "The Mobei Tuojia Sect of the Northern Wei Dynasty had heard that it had been destroyed thirty years ago. Unexpectedly, there were still descendants?"

The Xiaba cultivator was a middle-aged man wearing the red robe of the Xiaba clan. He was originally full of sneer, but when he heard this sentence, the middle-aged man's face suddenly changed, his evil spirit was strong, and the flesh and blood on his forehead suddenly twisted, the blood inside was slightly raised, and a dark iron light was faintly revealed. From a distance, it looked like an iron plate carved with strange patterns was about to emerge from his forehead.

Seeing the strange patterns appearing on the forehead of the Xiaba cultivator, the white-clothed priest was not shocked, but was in a good mood. He smiled slightly and did not ask if the Xiaba cultivator was right. He just looked at Bai Yuelu in a blink of an eye and said jokingly: "How?"

Everyone's eyes were all focused on Bai Yuelu.

Bai Yuelu still looked calm and calm. Her eyes moved away from the sleeves of the short and fat cultivator without any rush, and then slowly landed on the face of the short and fat cultivator: "Do you hold a piece of jade in your hands?"

The face of the short and fat cultivator changed drastically.

The white-clothed priest paused and the smile on his face instantly stiffened.

No one spoke for a while.

After several breaths, a general of the Tuoba tribe outside the field couldn't help but shouted: "If you want to guess the origin, guess where are you asking people like this? If you want to ask, why not just ask them directly?"

Bai Yuelu was not angry, but laughed instead, looking at the white-clothed priest, and said, "Golden Feng Yulu, the reputation of this sect is not very good."

Hearing the four words "Golden Wind and Yulu", the white-clothed priest's face turned completely gloomy, but the short and fat cultivator's hands trembled slightly, and his breath was shaking.

Looking at the faces of the two, all the Xiaba missions around them understood that Bai Yuelu was obviously right, and cheers suddenly sounded, accompanied by teasing and sarcasm, "Why, if you guess correctly, you can't help but kill someone to silence you?"

"Why just talk about it simply? Why is this sect not so famous?"

"Golden wind and jade dew?" There are also many knowledgeable people in the Xiaba tribe's mission, and someone instantly remembers: "Is it the flower-picking thief of Yuquan Sect?"
Chapter completed!