"Damn, is this immortal about to cast a spell or what? Little girl, you'd better hide." Boss Gu jumped up the steps and stood in front of Qinghe, but Qinghe saw that the spirit's outstretched wrist was actually tied with a small metal box.
The metal box was pressed tightly against the man's forearm, making it difficult to spot without close inspection.
"What is that?" Qinghe flashed and appeared in front of the spirit body. She reached out to grab the spirit body's wrist, but unexpectedly, the spirit body hugged her tightly.
"Ouch!" Qinghe screamed, and Gu Laoda and Zuo Laoba's eyes immediately turned red. Without saying a word, they rushed over.
"Let go! You can't be a hooligan in public!" The two powerful beings roared as they punched and kicked the spirit.
"What's going on?" As soon as the commotion started, the delegation members swarmed towards this side, and the dozen or so guards who were there to greet them tried to stop them, but they couldn't. The two sides pushed and shoved each other as they continued towards Building 1.
"What happened? How did one become three?"
But Gu Laoda and Zuo Laoba were staring at the spirit body on the ground in disbelief. It turned out that once the spirit body split, its fighting power was greatly reduced. Gu Laoda and Zuo Laoba were worried about Qinghe getting hurt, so they didn't hold back and killed the spirit body in just a few moves.
The essence split into a man and a woman, and with the addition of an immortal skin, it became three people. Although Gu Laoda and Zuo Laoba were high-level experts of the Shu clan, their knowledge was limited, and for a moment they couldn't figure out what was going on.
Accidentally killing a foreign guest is a huge mess, but how could an immortal be so easily defeated? And this foreign guest doesn't seem to be an immortal either. The two stared at the corpse on the ground in disbelief, their feelings incredibly complicated, but they ignored Qinghe's movements.
Qinghe had already broken free from the control of the spirit body and quietly darted to Wang Yao's side. With a flash of light in her right hand, she put away an exquisite dagger, while in her left hand she waved a small piece of immortal skin at Wang Yao with a smug look on her face.
"This is mine too," Qinghe whispered to Wang Yao.
"Let's hurry up and go." Wang Yao didn't care about anything else. He saw a large group of delegation members noisily coming this way, and hurriedly pulled Qinghe to hide in the bushes by the garden.
"My God! Is that Princess Qinghe ahead?" A sudden exclamation rang out, as the members of the delegation had already noticed Qinghe's presence.
The two parties who are bound by marriage will have a much stronger sense of each other. However, Qinghe is no longer affected because she has too many marriages on her hands. But the members of the delegation are not. They are still deeply in love and therefore are particularly sensitive to Qinghe's aura, and can detect her presence from afar.
Wang Yao and Qing He exchanged a glance. Qing He made a slashing motion at him, meaning that since they couldn't avoid it, they might as well fight. While these guys were confused and infatuated, they could kill as many as they could, since they might not be willing to lay a hand on her anyway.
"Don't rush." Wang Yao shook his head. The people attending the banquet were all experts from the tribal alliance delegation. Qing He might not be able to defeat them, and he didn't have the ability to kill demons. So he wanted to advise Qing He to act according to the situation and not to be impulsive.
Unexpectedly, at that moment, everything suddenly went dark. Wang Yao felt as if he had suddenly fallen into a fog and could no longer see anything around him. An extremely dangerous feeling came over him, and all the pores on his body stood on end. Cold sweat flowed out without him realizing it.
Fortunately, the nightmarish feeling was fleeting, and Wang Yao's vision returned to normal in a moment. He even wondered if what had just happened was just his imagination.
He turned to look at Qinghe, only to see her standing there blankly, the small piece of immortal skin she was holding gone.
"What happened?" Wang Yao asked in astonishment.
“Great…Great power…” Qinghe’s face turned pale as she stammered.
"Who is this expert? Since you've arrived at the Shu clan, why not stay and be a guest!" Suddenly, a clear voice rang out in the air, and Wang Yao realized that it was Qiao Bushi's tone.
Immediately following a loud "crack," a bright bolt of lightning seemed to tear a gaping hole in the dark sky, and in the sky illuminated by the lightning, a figure stood out prominently.
"Chief Qiao, stop! Let's talk this out!" As the lightning struck, Wang Yao suddenly heard a hurried shout. He recognized the accent; it belonged to Mimi, the ambassador of the Mao tribe.
"So it's Mr. Mi Yun. It's been a long time. Since you're a guest of the Shu tribe, please wait here for a moment. Tonight, we have a few more guests from the Shu tribe. I'll invite them all over, and we can all drink and have a good time together." Qiao Bushi called out a name that Wang Yao was not familiar with.
Before Wang Yao could figure out why, suddenly his vision blurred and Qiao Bushi appeared in front of him.
"Lord Matchmaker, you've made me search so hard! If it weren't for Mr. Mi Yun..." Qiao Bushi was complaining to Wang Yao when suddenly he heard a scream from behind the group of delegation members.
"Oh no! An ambush!" a member of the delegation screamed shrilly.
"Who is it!" Qiao Bushi's eyes widened, and he turned around and rushed towards the group of delegation members.
"Unicorn, go hold the old man back while I deal with this place as quickly as possible!" The Gale Ghost King shouted loudly. A black gust of wind swept rapidly through the delegation members. The group of people had little power to fight back when they touched it, and they all collapsed softly to the ground.
"Where did this high-level ghost come from?" Qiao Bushi was shocked and hurriedly tried to stop it. However, at that moment, a huge bull horn suddenly emerged from the bushes in the darkness beside him.
The bull's horn was twice the size of Qiao Bushi's, and it came crashing down on Qiao Bushi's head like a mountain, billowing out from behind him.
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