The two people who were fighting felt the sudden sense of crisis. At the same time, they turned their heads and looked at the crossbow arrows that were as dense as locusts, and flew away in unison.
The moment the two people separated, countless crossbow arrows were nailed to the ground where the two people were standing. The roots were completely submerged and only the quivering tails remained, showing their terrifying power.
"You two, why don't you give me some face and let it go?" Seeing the eyes of the two people on him, Xue Qinghe took a step forward with a slight smile and said calmly, "It's hard for the two of you to fight outside like this. It will hurt the harmony. Why don't we sit down and talk first!"
Madara and the old sect leader looked at each other, and they both understood that the Soul Power in their bodies had been exhausted. If they continued to fight, they would be evenly matched at most, and neither could do anything to the other?
So both of them snorted coldly, actually acquiescing to Xue Qinghe's words.
Seeing the performance of the two of them, the elegant smile on Xue Qinghe's face became even more serious.
Fire Leopard Sect meeting hall.
Madara and the old sect leader were sitting on both sides of the table, their eyes looking as if they wanted to eat each other.
"If it was because of me that Fire Leopard Sect blocked the road and hindered this friend, then please accept my apology!" Xue Qinghe bowed slightly and expressed his apology appropriately to Madara.
The approachable breath of spring breeze seems to make people feel calm in an instant.
Although Madara's stern expression softened slightly, he couldn't help but look at the eldest prince who looked like a humble gentleman.
Xue Qinghe looks graceful and generous, and the slight smile on his face makes people feel like spring breeze, which makes people think that if he succeeds to the throne, he will be a wise king.
"His Royal Highness, I wonder what your purpose is in coming here at this time?" When the old sect master heard Xue Qinghe's words, his face could not help but become colder and he said with a slightly distant tone.
I originally thought that Xue Qinghe, with their relationship, would definitely speak for them, but I didn't expect that Xue Qinghe, who had taken the wrong medicine, did the opposite, which made Fire Leopard Sect very dissatisfied.
"I came here this time to get a promise that Fire Leopard Sect once owed me!" Xue Qinghe said as if he didn't see the livid face of the old sect leader.
Madara understood slightly in his heart that the two groups had such a connection, but why didn't Xue Qinghe take the opportunity to deepen the relationship with Huo Zhong, instead suddenly speaking for him?
"My father has been ill recently. I would like to ask your sect to send some geniuses to Extreme North to look for the famous Snow Lotus!" Xue Qinghe suddenly put away the folding fan and said in an easy-going tone.
"Of course this is not a problem! Is it just that simple?" The old sect leader had obviously experienced great storms and felt that things were not that simple, with a suspicious look on his face.
"It's just that Golden Generation of the Spirit Hall happened to be going to get that snow lotus to replenish their teacher's health!" Xue Qinghe's tone was as usual, and no change could be heard.
"What?" The old sect leader's expression immediately changed, and the teacup he originally held could not help but tremble, and a few drops of water spilled out.
The old sect leader knew deeply that on the surface this matter was a dispute between the Spirit Hall and Heaven Dou Empire, but in fact he was forcing them Fire Leopard Sect to take sides through this matter?
There is no doubt that once Fire Leopard Sect agrees, he must send a prodigy of the same age to compete with Golden Generation of the Spirit Hall, so as not to bully the smaller ones and give Spirit Hall the opportunity to attack.
However, in the history of the Spirit Hall, how can a genius who can be called Golden Generation be easy to get along with? They Fire Leopard Sect really can't compete!
"Golden Generation? What a loud tone!" At this moment, Madara, who had been silently sipping tea, suddenly spoke, not even taking Golden Generation seriously.
"Oh? What advice does this friend have?" Xue Qinghe asked with an inexplicable light flashing in his eyes, pretending to be confused.
"What I mean is that Spirit Hall's so-called Golden Generation is just a chicken and a dog! Vulnerable!" Madara put down the tea cup very calmly, as if he was talking about what to eat this afternoon.
"But I'm afraid they aren't as loud as you, right?" The old sect leader moved his eyes to Madara and said sarcastically with a smile on his face.
"This is the difference between you and me! Just because you can't do it doesn't mean that I can't do it!" Madara leaned forward slightly, his sharp eyes like a falcon staring closely at the eyes of the old lord.
Xue Qinghe did not watch the fire from the other side at this time. Instead, he hit the snake with a stick and suggested to Madara: "How about you, my friend, complete this commission?"
Madara turned his head and took a deep look at Xue Qinghe, who seemed to be wearing a smiling mask, and suddenly found that he could not see through the person in front of him.
This person definitely has a big secret!
Madara didn't know why he had such an idea, but his keen sense of smell, which he had developed through years of running around in Shinobi World, told Madara this way.
"A promise!" Madara did not say yes, but instead raised an index finger and shook it.
"No problem!" Xue Qinghe nodded. This time was a test for the Spirit Hall to confront the empire.
"You're such a fledgling brat, you're so rude!" the old sect leader snorted coldly and said in a strange tone.
"Old guy! Talking big words without strength is called arrogance! Having enough confidence to state the facts is called anger!" Madara did not get angry with him, but said word by word, "Without that upward spirit, even if you have the same qualifications, your future achievements will be very different!"
After hearing his words, the old sect leader was stunned as if he was struck by lightning, Jiujiu unable to recover.
Looking at Madara's arrogant and domineering figure, the old sect leader suddenly felt as if he had seen himself before he met the old dragon, with the same high spirits and arrogance!
"In addition, I want to inquire about something from His Highness the First Prince!" Madara ignored the old sect leader who was lost in memories and instead asked Xue Qinghe.
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Xue Qinghe raised his hand slightly, signaling Madara to speak in detail, "Friend, please tell me, I will tell you everything you know, and I will tell you everything!"
Madara asked directly, "Do you know where City of Slaughter is?"
"City of Slaughter?" Xue Qinghe was slightly startled, obviously not expecting Madara to ask this question.
The old sect leader who came to his senses suddenly said in a strange way, "Boy! Not many people know about that ghost place!"
Madara turned to look at him in surprise, only to find that there seemed to be something different about the old sect master.
"You don't have to look at me like that! I just got some insights from your words! Answering your question can be considered a favor to you!" The old sect leader turned his face to one side and said expressionlessly.
Madara had no intention of coddling him, so he opened his mouth and said unceremoniously, "Just say what you want to say, don't be pretentious here!"
The old sect leader's face darkened, and he cursed angrily in his heart, "If you hadn't reminded me of what you just said, I wouldn't have bothered to pay attention to you, a reckless man like you!"
"Go straight north from Thousand Whispers Forest and see a tavern. That is the entrance to City of Slaughter!"
After hearing this, Madara finally nodded slightly towards the old sect leader and walked out of the hall, preparing to complete his commission in a hurry.
He also wants to use this promise to write some articles!
"I wonder why senior told him?" Xue Qinghe looked at the bloody figure who hurriedly left, his eyes dimmed slightly and then returned to his original state, he turned to the old sect leader and asked pretending to be casual.
"I don't know! Maybe it's because he saw his own shadow!" The old sect leader murmured as he looked at Madara's retreating figure.
Perhaps, having been stuck on Soul Douluo for so many years is probably because my anger was broken up by that old dragon, right? Suddenly, I feel that this kid is not so hateful!