3238: It's artistic again.

It's artistic again.

"Meixiu, you already know the whole story. You can decide for yourself what to do." The second elder said.2

Miyabi bit her lip and didn't say anything. On one hand, it was the safety of the entire clan. On the other hand, it was her own happiness. Her mind was in a mess.

"I didn't expect the Meng clan to be so despicable. To think that we thought they were good people. Meixiu, don't worry about them. At most, we'll fight them to the death."

"That's right. Anyway, when we left the demon race's space, we already made a poison vow. From now on, we will never be enslaved by anyone. We would rather die in battle than submit." The other Gongxi clansmen roared with righteous indignation.

"Shut up! Fight? what are you going to fight with? do you really want the Gongxi clan to be exterminated?" The second elder snapped.

"Meixiu, I don't want to make things difficult for you anymore. Think about it before you make a decision. Even if you want to leave, I won't blame you, and the other clansmen won't blame you. Our Gongxi clan would rather die standing than live kneeling. If we have to sacrifice the women of our clan to survive, then what's the point of our clan's existence? Our Gongxi clan has suffered too much humiliation over the past few thousand years. Perhaps it's time for us to be free. " He did not know whether it was because of Ling Chuxi's Thunder technique or because of her scolding, but after revealing the secret that had been hidden in his heart for a long time, Gongxi Batian's mood was unprecedentedly relaxed. He actually had a kind of sudden enlightenment as he said this indifferently.

"Lord patriarch." Looking at Gongxi Batian's aged face and thinking about all he had suffered for the family over the years, meixiu's nose twitched, and tears flashed in her eyes.

"What are you all doing? why are you all acting like you're about to die? isn't it just a little poison? it's not a big deal. Just let Chuxi help you all get rid of it." LAN Xinyu really could not stand it anymore. It was such a simple matter, but he had to make it look like a life-and-death separation.

"That's right, how could I have forgotten? can't we just ask Senior Sister Ling (Lord) to detoxify the poison?" Mixiu and Gongxi kuangdao smacked their heads and replied in unison. He had been too surprised just now and was too touched to remember that there was an alchemy Grandmaster beside him.

"My Lord, I beg you to save my Gongxi clan one more time, seeing that our clan head was also forced to do so." Gongxi kuangdao said to Ling Chuxi respectfully.

"Hmm, let me take a look first." Ling Chuxi nodded her head. Regardless of the cause of this matter, as long as Gongxi kuangdao asked, she would not reject him.

She would never forget Gongxi kuangdao's brave and courageous act of putting his life on the line every time they were on the brink of death. She would never forget the sturdy figure that stood guard outside the house every night.

In her heart, Gongxi kuangdao was not simply a loyal follower. He was a partner and friend that she could trust.

"Lord Ling, there's no need. I know that you were once the sect master of the Golden elixir sect, but this is the heaven domain, and the demon spirit pill is definitely not comparable to the poison in the human realm. "After being defeated by someone else today, I've finally thought things through. So what if I'm alive? so what if I'm dead ..." Gongxi Batian knew some things about Ling Chuxi, but after tens of thousands of years of serving the demon race, the respect and fear for the demon race had long been imprinted in his blood. He did not think that Ling Chuxi had such an ability.

"Cut the crap and reach out!" Ling Chuxi rudely interrupted him. This stubborn old man had only just sobered up a little, and he had already started to be artistic.

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