Chapter 259
Wang Long sent a barrage to remind Xianren not to forget the business this time.

But I don't know if it's because there are too many bullet screens in the live broadcast room or what's going on, Xianren doesn't seem to see it, and continues to thank the gift.

As a last resort, Wang Long had no choice but to post several times, as if his message was blocked by others and Xianren didn't see it.

"You ask what the name of the son of Lie Daomen is? But I don't know that either!"

Xianren recited a barrage, and he thought for a moment: "How about I ask for you?"

As he spoke, he looked around, and his eyes lit up as if he had found the target.

"This fairy, what is the name of the holy son of Lie Daomen?"

He walked up to a female nun and asked her sharply.

This female cultivator hated Xianren's sloppy appearance, and was not happy with Xianren's questioning.

She is a cultivator with high status and strength. For a mortal to speak to her in this tone, it is undoubtedly no different from a dog barking at her.

"Hey, she still doesn't want to say it." Xianren looked at the female cultivator's frown and shook his head: "These cultivators are really arrogant."

"Everyone ignores us because of their own cultivation. They even say that they are gods, and their quality is not as high as ours!"

Xianren said these words in front of the nun, and the nun's pretty face turned cold all of a sudden, and she became even more unhappy.

"Ignore it and ignore it. Who allows others to be better than us?"

Xianren was still in a strange mood, just shaking his head and sighing, Wang Long wanted to slap him to death, let alone that female cultivator.

If Xianren zoomed in further, he could clearly see that the female cultivator's fists were clenched and turned white.

"you……"

"The quality of cultivators is really low..."

The female cultivator was about to reply to Xianren, but as soon as she opened her mouth, she was choked by Xianren's words again.

She gritted her teeth tightly and squeezed out a sentence: "The holy son of Lie Daomen is called Gong Dongqi!"

"She finally said, alas! It's so difficult to find their cultivators and ask for their names!" Xianren sighed again.

This female cultivator was so angry that white smoke was all over her body, which was a manifestation of her spiritual power being out of control.

"Family, tell me, are these cultivators so conceited that they look down on ordinary people like us? They really don't look like masters at all! Shame on our legendary noble gods!"

Just when the female cultivator wanted to slap Xianren's head off with a slap, she was angered by Xianren again.

Xianren now occupies the moral high ground. As long as the female cultivator attacks him or retaliates against him, it is in line with what Xianren just said about the low quality of cultivators.

The female cultivator didn't want to be the person who disgraced the cultivator, so she could only greet Xianren Genealogy cordially in her heart and think about crushing him into plasticine.

The anger could only be swallowed in the stomach, and the female cultivator's face turned red.

"Forget it, we rubbish can't provoke these immortal cultivators, so we should stay away to avoid being hurt by them."

Xianren said and walked towards the other side. Before the camera left the female cultivator, he clearly saw bright red liquid flowing out of the corner of her mouth.

"The anchor, I'm from Jiangnan, not Beishan."

Xianren answered a few more questions from water friends, as if he still hadn't seen Wang Long's barrage.

But Wang Long already knew in his heart that this guy had actually seen his barrage, but he just ignored it on purpose.

Because the questions Xianren answered were all barrage above or below Wang Long's news.

"I'm going to beat him up when he comes back!"

Wang Long was furious. If he could do it all over again, he would never let Xianren come here.

If you can't figure out Motu's strength, you can't figure it out. It's better than being strong like a fool like Shou Xianren.

Earlier, he wondered if it was Su Yue's tricks that swallowed his barrage.

Now he has to apologize to Su Yue, because he blamed her wrongly.

Wang Long's eyelids twitched as he thought of something.

I saw that he clicked on the gift bar and sent a space jet ship.

"Wow! Thanks boss for the gift!"

Sure enough, just as Wang Long delivered the gift, he heard Xianren's thanks.

This guy is ignoring him on purpose, trying to get a gift from him.

"Boss, if you want to see what's going on here, you can just send me a barrage and tell me what gift to give, see you!"

Xianren's words made Wang Long very angry. This guy has a strong mentality and has never disappointed anyone.

But Xianren said so, but he still pointed the camera at his sharp face, without any intention of turning the camera to let Wang Long look around.

"TMD!"

Wang Long couldn't help cursing out. He swore two days ago that he would never swear words in this drama to teach children badly again. How could he be broken by Xianren now.

Knowing what Xianren meant, he tapped the screen a few times.

"Thank you boss for the hundred jet boats!"

Xianren called out after receiving the gift, and he quickly turned the camera to show Wang Long the situation there.

Wang Long knew that this guy wanted him to give him more gifts, and he would not do anything if he didn't give benefits.

As the camera moved, Wang Long saw that many people had gathered in the arena.

Not only cultivators from various sects came to watch the battle, but also many ordinary people who came to watch the excitement.

Wang Long saw the devil from the Blood Righteous Sect. People were very familiar with him and could often see him online.

When the camera turned to them, Wang Long's expression changed, and he saw an acquaintance.

This person was unfamiliar, because Wang Lung didn't know her name at all.

This is a fat and bloated woman with an abnormally greasy face.

She once stopped Wang Long in the Jiangnan water town, and had a few words with Wang Long arrogantly.

At that time, Wang Long thought she was just an ugly and rude ordinary person, but now that she was standing with people from the Blood Justice Sect, it showed that Wang Long was wrong, and she was actually a devil.

Moreover, this fat woman was standing next to Demon Slaughter, surrounded by a group of demons, which showed that her status was not low.

Mo Tu is the demon son of the Blood Righteous Sect, the son of the old demon.

The devil in the late stage of Wang Qi state is not qualified to stand beside the devil, so this fat woman definitely has a cultivation base.

Wang Long was very surprised. He looked down on this woman at first, but he didn't expect that she turned out to be a devil!
At that time, Xianren scolded this person a few words, but he and Xianren were looking for death at that time!
At that time, he hadn't reached the Asking Stage, not even the Late Stage of Wangqi.

If the fat woman attacked them at that time, they would definitely die!
Wang Lung was not thankful that the fat woman didn't kill them, nor would he thank her for not killing them.

This kind of devil has a weird personality, and if she didn't kill Wang Lung at that time, it doesn't mean she won't kill Wang Long in the future.

No one knew what she was thinking at the time, maybe she didn't want to squeeze the two bugs to death and dirty her hands.

Wang Long remembered this woman deeply in his heart. He felt that this woman was different from other monsters.

The fact that she can pretend to be an ordinary person and ask Wang Long so many questions and talk so many words shows that this woman is a bit scheming.

As the saying goes, one is not afraid of a strong villain, but a high intelligence.

Such a demon king dragon had no choice but to guard against.

At the same time, he was a little worried about the safety of Xianren and Guan Canghai, maybe this time the Blood Yi Sect was not just a simple competition with the Son of Lie Daomen.

(End of this chapter)

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