Gao Wu Arrives

Under this kind of contemptuous mentality, naturally, they would more or less feel that Liao Yi and others might not be worthy of their name, and their strength is far less than what the outsiders boasted.

For Lin Feng.

The emotions are much more complicated.

There are those from the Taiyi realm who are proud, overlooked, and scrutinize the natives of the small world. There is also the jealousy and vigilance of Lin Feng from the line of the gods and soil. At the same time, there is also the jealousy of one person who lost seven people and gained a lot of fame.

Under all kinds of feelings.

Even if many people understand in their hearts that the reincarnation of the emperor may be nonsense, but they still agree with such a statement on the surface——

They just want to arouse public jealousy and destroy Lin Feng and Shentu.

In the courtyard.

Chu Mo and his party continued to chat with the visitors.

In order to avoid one's own failure, people often throw the pot subconsciously.

Naturally, Chu Mo and a group of young people couldn't avoid it.

As the topic deepened, it was inevitable that someone began to crusade Di Xu, portraying his death and evil spirits, saying bad things about him, splashing dirty water on him, saying that he might be with the Burial World. The people have an affair and have cultivated their magical powers.

"Their clan is not normal at all, how can normal people cultivate with the help of dead spirit and evil spirit? That is evil!"

"The Three Realms of Burial Earth understands and uses death Qi, evil Qi, Yin Qi, etc. far more than other realms, and there are many magical powers derived from it. I think that Emperor Xu might have cultivated other people's methods!"

There is no demon race, as a human race, in such a private place, it is normal to say something bad about the demon race.

Speaking of excitement, this group of people can't wait to slaughter Di Xu right now, twitching his muscles, and peeling his skin.

If you let Di Xu know these words, I'm afraid it will be a painful killer.

And these young people, the topic became wider and wider, and gradually the topic shifted from Di Xu to the whole monster race. Someone spoke and told everyone that the non-self race must have different hearts!

Nowadays, there are demon races in the small city, and they might secretly take refuge in the enemy, asking everyone to be careful.

Talking about late at night, this group of talents dispersed.

And what they talked about that day did not stop there and stuck in that small courtyard, but in the following time, in different occasions and gatherings, they were constantly mentioned.

In fact, it is completely idle.

This small city was originally built according to the standards of a military fortress. In Gai Ruyuan's vision, it should be a military camp-like existence. Although it is impossible to really make a military camp, there is a bit of murderous aura and rules after all.

However.

Chengping has been too long.

The people in the small town are too diverse and mixed. There are all kinds of people in the southeast, northwest and northwest.

Practitioners are rarely trained as soldiers. Most practitioners also pursue naturalness.

This is nothing in normal times.

But in the moment, it's really terrible. War is a group of planned and organized people, a sophisticated movement with violence and killing as the theme. It is impossible for a group of stragglers to fight against a tightly organized opponent with the same force.

What's more terrible is that although there is a group of holiest in the small town, there is no one like Gai Ruyuan to unite everyone, and there is no corresponding preparation before the war. This is simply a dead sheep and no repair!

Not to mention the other consequences caused by this, but the current sense of fragmentation is already very serious——

The eastern border road where Gai Ruyuan sits on the front line, and the border road west of Huoyanshan, are trembling every day, as if they are facing an enemy, but the people in the small town are astonishingly idle, doing nothing all day, as if they are visiting. There is an endless stream of gatherings, banquets, poems, etc. on the day.

The front line is killing, the rear is playing.

Even ordinary people who don't know anything about war can understand that this is definitely not a good thing.