Chapter 899 Don’t Give Me a Mountain

I would rather be friends with my neighbors than domestic slaves!

Master Fusu's hateful words shocked all the cultivators, and no one spoke for a long time. If Da Jinwu just teased Master Fusu's maid in public, all the cultivators could vaguely feel the endless desire in Master Fusu's heart. If there is murderous intention, then the merciless words of Master Fusu now make Zhuxiu can't help but look forward to Fang Xing's reaction. Although all the children who come from a big family understand that Master Fusu is What he said was really true, but generally no one would tell the truth!

The large family has a large population and many branches and collateral lines. It is impossible for everyone to be the master. Basically, after three generations, the status is almost the same as that of a domestic slave. It is even said that the collateral disciples are more powerful than some who have gained power in the clan. They are worse than slaves. They also need to work hard for the family in exchange for their own status and resources. This is also the reason why some descendants of the collateral line deride themselves as superior family slaves.

As for Fang Xing, since he has not returned home for a long time, he now wants to return to the family. No matter how nice he sounds on the surface, his status is actually only comparable to that of the collateral clan. When Master Fusu said that he was a superior domestic slave, he was actually saying that he Even after returning to the family, I can’t get into the main lineage!

As for Fusu's approach, it is also understandable.

He gave the three mountains to Dahuang Mountain. Firstly, he could eliminate a major crisis within China. When he comes to the saint in the future, he may have to praise him for knowing the general situation and knowing the overall situation. Secondly, this move is not a waste of effort. He won a powerful alliance for the family that could last thousands of years of friendship. In the third place, the Yuan family occupied too much territory and was already vaguely resented by others. Even several other aristocratic families who were equal to the Yuan family began to Feeling dissatisfied, Fusu gave up these three mountains to eliminate this crisis.

As for allocating the territory to Fang Xing, that is another matter!

No one thinks that a mere Fang Xing can play a greater role than an entire force like Dahuangshan!

Furthermore, as the junior leader of the Yuan family, if Fusu bows his head to Fang Xing, it will be a very disgraceful thing on the face of it...

Just understand, understand, the words are coming to your face, and the show is about to begin!

All the cultivators in China opened their eyes and held their breath to see what this little devil would do!

He has only been recognized by the Yuan family for a few days, and he is about to break up again?

Even Da Jinwu, Li Ying, Han Ying, Xiao Peng Wang, and Kong Kong'er were so bold that they couldn't help but look at murderous intent and were ready to do it. Based on their understanding of each other, if they could bear this tone, they would Called the ghost, they were ready to help.

However, to their surprise, Fang Xing did not get angry directly, but remained as calm as ever.

"I would rather be a friend than a domestic slave. In other words, I am just a slave in your Yuan family's heart, right?"

He looked at Mr. Fusu calmly and remained calm.

After hearing this, Mr. Fusu just glanced at him lightly, snorted lightly, and did not answer.

Fang Xing smiled softly, then glanced at the monks from other tribes in the room, and raised his voice: "And you, knowing that I am the first person in military merit, took the dangerous land of Taiyin River, and still made a fuss in Demon State. One pass, I helped you contain a large number of people, I don’t know how much effort I saved you, how many lives I saved, but now you won’t even give me a mountain, right?”

"He actually brought up the old thing again..."

All the cultivators were laughing in their hearts, no one answered, and the atmosphere was solemn and awkward.

"Hey, let's talk about it. I don't want those ten mountains anymore. How about giving me five?"

Seemingly feeling a little embarrassed, Fang Xing scratched his head helplessly and chuckled.

Fusu glanced at him coldly, frowning slightly, as if he felt a little ridiculous, but did not speak.

On the other hand, Hongqueer beside Fusu sneered and scolded in a low voice: "Dream!"

As for the cultivators present, no one spoke a word, their expressions were as cold as mountains...

Fang Xing sighed helplessly and said, "How about three seats?"

The cultivators in the field looked at each other in disdain and ridicule, and no one was too lazy to speak.

But Fang Xing seemed helpless, wiped his face, sighed and said: "Yes, yes, I will let you one more step, just one! One mountain is enough, let my brothers have a place to station, and they can get some Opportunity, given my military exploits, isn’t this too much?”

He actually said such words, which immediately made the cultivators present feel both surprised and ridiculous.

Isn't this demon known to be arrogant and violent in legend?

Why is it that now he no longer has the legendary fierce and domineering appearance, but instead looks as pitiful as a kowtowing insect!

Is he abandoning his dignity and asking Zhu Xiu to give him a mountain?

Could it be that the power of Mr. Fusu from the Yuan family scared this little devil?

The more Zhu Xiu thought about it, the more he thought it was possible. After all, this devil was causing trouble everywhere and made countless enemies. Returning to the Yuan family was indeed a good way for him to avoid trouble. However, after thinking about it, he thought that the Yuan family would value his military exploits. and reputation, giving him more tolerance, but he didn't expect that Mr. Fusu would tear away this illusion with one sentence, making him feel that he was not taken seriously, and his momentum would be weakened!

"Brother Fang Xing, if you really need it, our clan still has four mountains, and I would like to share one with you!"

At this time, General Hongying thought that Fang Xing really had no choice, so he sighed and spoke.

This sentence made all the cultivators a little shocked. Is General Zhao Hongying too generous?

The Zhao family is not like the Yuan family. They have fourteen hills and only have four, so they are willing to let one out?

Isn't he afraid of family punishment?

But after hearing this, Fang Xing just turned to look at him and said, "Is it considered a personal gift from you?"

General Hongying was slightly startled, nodded and said: "Not bad!"

Fang Xing laughed and said, "I understand, I don't want the top of the mountain yet!"

After saying that, he looked at Zhu Xiu and Mr. Fusu again, raised his voice and said, "Are you really not going to give me even a mountain top?"

At this time, the cultivators could no longer guess what Fang Xing was thinking, and some even vaguely wondered if he was crazy. It was clear that General Hongying was willing to give up a mountain to him, so why was he still blabbering here? And looking at his appearance at this time, he was full of anger, but with a smile on his face, murderous, but deliberately pretending to be as calm as water, which made people feel unsure.

"We are discussing important matters, why should we allow this lunatic to mess around here? Just expel him!"

Gu Shi, the god son of Dahuang Mountain, shouted coldly and suggested loudly.

"This madman is causing trouble for a moment, so he should be asked to retreat!"

Fairy Mochou from Fuyao Palace also frowned and said with an unhappy expression.

"Brother Xiaojiu, let's go!"

Even Chu Ci came up and grabbed Fang Xing's arm and persuaded him in a low voice. Seeing Fang Xing like this, she felt a little distressed.

"Xiao Zu, why are you talking so much nonsense to them? If they don't pay back, I'll beat them until they pay back!"

At this moment, King Xiaopeng could no longer bear it, raised his golden spear and shouted loudly.

"Yes, kill them!"

Li Ying was also shouting loudly beside him, adding to the anger.

Even Han Ying, Wang Qiong and others showed fighting intent at this time and were ready to take action.

The Big Golden Crow, on the other hand, had its eyes rolling around at this moment, not knowing what it was thinking about.

"King Xiaopeng, Kong Kong'er, what are you doing with a madman? Why don't you come back soon!"

In the corner of the hall, someone suddenly shouted loudly. It was the Fox Fairy Ji who inherited the ancient Tao of Demon Land. She shouted coldly at this time.

"You bitch, what's the matter with you? Shut up!"

King Xiaopeng looked ferocious and glared at Fox Fairy Fairy with endless anger.

"you……"

Even Fox Fairy had never thought that King Xiaopeng would actually speak to her like this, and she was slightly stunned for a moment, unable to react.

After a long while, her cheeks flushed with anger, and she shouted: "Do whatever you want, if you don't come back now, the opportunities we are striving for now will not be as good as your Guren Mountain, Fusang Mountain, and Great Sacred Mountain." It’s your fault with Wuying Mountain, you will regret it!”

After hearing this, Wuying Mountain Rat Daozi rolled his eyes. After a long time, he sighed softly and still did not speak.

"Since none of you are willing to give it to me, then I will..."

Fang Xing glanced at everyone here, and then spoke with a low smile, his voice slow...

"Is this guy going to take action?"

With the sound of the bombing, countless monks in the field jumped up. Led by Daozi Daozi from Dahuang Mountain, they were all filled with murderous intent. After all, this hall is a gathering place for top masters, which can almost represent the juniors of the entire China. The power and momentum have now increased at the same time. It is simply terrifying, as unfathomable as the vast ocean. Even Yuanying will kneel down when he comes here.

At this moment, Da Jinwu and others naturally hurriedly increased their momentum, but Ruo was obviously much weaker.

Even if they all had good fortune, if they were to face off against the entire China, they would still be far behind...

If they really want to take action, half of the people in this hall can easily suppress them if they take action!

After all, how extraordinary is China’s heritage?

However, just when the momentum of the cultivators reached its peak, Fang Xing continued: "...Then I'll leave!"

After that, he put his hands behind his back, turned around and walked out of the hall without looking back.

Only he muttered in a low voice: "You won't even give me a damn mountain..."

All the cultivators in the hall were stunned for a moment, with extremely strange expressions!

This little devil is gone?

Is this still the ferocious little devil?

He left just like that?

After all, Fang Xing's reputation was so great that all the cultivators couldn't believe it when they saw him giving up so easily.

"Haha, what kind of devil is this? He just looked like a dog and scared away..."

In the hall, after a long time, among the cultivators, Gu Shi, the Son of God of the Wilderness Mountain, sneered.

"It's indeed good. It's better to meet each other than to be famous. It seems that the reputation of this little devil is also spread by rumors..."

"No matter what the occasion is here today, even if he is a real devil, he still has to surrender!"

During the discussion, King Xiaopeng and others looked extremely aggrieved, especially when they saw the gloating expressions of Fox Fairy and others. However, the situation was such that even Fang Xing accepted defeat. It was impossible for them to step forward to challenge without authorization, so they had to withdraw from the hall step by step with depression in their hearts. Their chests felt as if there was a huge mountain pressing on them, and they wanted to look up to the sky and scream!

At this time, Fang Xing was still muttering, expressionless: "Damn it, you won't even give me a mountain..."