"Old village chief, come." Yun Qingyan helped the old village chief over.

The elderly man looked at him with a crutch, especially the noble cultivators who were kneeling in front of him made him even more at a loss.

"This..." His face was filled with panic, his heart kept trembling, and he was now in self-panic.

He offended several cultivators to death, and now their village is over!

"Old village chief, don't be afraid." Yun Qingyan saw his uneasiness and comforted him.

The sound was like a breeze that soothed the panic in the old man's heart, and his violently beating heart slowly calmed down.

"Apologize." Yun Qingyan looked at several disciples of Zixiao Sect like a sharp blade.

"Bah! Wan... Why should you apologize to Jian... Jianmin!" Dai Jun's teeth leaked and he was speechless.

"Unpardon?" Yun Qingyan sneered, and Dai Jun's pressure was heavier.

"No one is born noble, but he has some cultivation and really regards himself as a character?

Which of your food, clothing and expenses is not the income from their hard work?”

"They should serve us if they survive in the territory of our Zixiao Sect!" said another man.

A sneer flashed across Yun Qingyan's lips, "This world is my territory. Do you want me to live in my territory?"

She heard from her grandmother that the village was originally self-sufficient. After the mainland was integrated into the sphere of influence by the Zixiao Sect decades ago, the villagers' lives became increasingly difficult.

"You are making trouble!" A man glared in his eyes!

The whole world is her territory? I’m so arrogant!

However, they didn't know that the former was the incarnation of the rule range of the mainland, and it was not wrong to say that the world was his territory.

Yun Qingyan no longer had the patience to get entangled with them, curled her lips and smiled, "Since she doesn't want to apologize with her mouth, then use her actions."

As her voice fell, the few people were hit on the ground as if they were pressed on their heads.

The old village chief was panicked, "It's not possible! It's not possible!" How could he let the noble practitioner kowtow to him?

"Village Chief, don't worry. With me here, there will be no accident in the village." Yun Qingyan comforted him, then looked at the few people coldly,

"It will be over when they finish kowtowing for eighty-one times. Village Chief, if you are tired, you can go and rest for a while."

There are really a lot of 9981 sounds. Just knocking alone will take a long time, but none of the onlookers are willing to leave.

Although they were afraid of the revenge of Zixiao Sect, they were undeniable that they still felt a little proud in their hearts.

These practitioners of Zixiao Sect have been arrogant and arrogant in their village for a long time. All the people who can't stand it have run away, and the rest are people who are unwilling to move.

At this time, the sun had gradually risen from the sky, and the sunlight was tilting down a little hot.

Di Jiuque, who was left aside, was a little helpless.

My wife loves to play so much that she always leaves him aside.

Every time they kowtowed, the resentment in Dai Jun and others deepened. However, their throats seemed to be blocked and they could not speak at all.

It was not until the nineteen eighty-one sound that several people found their voices.

They all had disheveled hair and bruised heads. How could they look as energetic and arrogant as before?

The resentment in their hearts was fermenting, but none of them dared to speak out again because they discovered that they could not beat Yun Qingyan at all.

It’s not that the other party has no cultivation, but that the test components cannot be detected!
Chapter completed!