Future Key Cultivation

"No way!?"

Yue Xi was no longer a naive young girl and didn't believe Qin Feng's nonsense at all.

It was because Qin Feng never did anything that involved other people.

Even if Xiyu City didn't provoke him, he would still go out of his way to pick a fight, simply because the beauty of their king's wife appealed to his aesthetic.

"Believe it or not!"

Qin Feng couldn't be bothered with Yue Xi anymore. He glanced back at Tian Tian, who was walking away.

He had no intention of returning to Yan Yun Clan with Mo Dao and the others, nor did he plan to take Tian Tian back to the Qin Family.

It wasn't that he was abandoning her after getting what he wanted; it was simply that the journey was too dangerous, and he couldn't guarantee her safety. It was better for her to stay in Yan Yun Clan.

Rumble!!

A series of Quasi-Emperor pressures descended. These were experts from other grassland tribes.

"This is troublesome!"

Mo Dao's face suddenly turned grim.

Although Alou lighting the signal fire to call for reinforcements from other tribes was the right move, it greatly damaged the Xiyu King's prestige. Given his pride, he would definitely seek retribution.

And Qin Feng was now their Yan Yun Clan's Golden Saber Son-in-law, so the attack on Xiyu City would inevitably be blamed on Yan Yun Clan in the future.

"If they want war, let's fight! What are we afraid of!"

Yan Yun's Eighteen Riders' eyes were red, and they were extremely excited.

Just now, in Xiyu City, with Master San Nong and the others holding the line, the battle had been incredibly satisfying, instantly activating their bloodthirsty nature. They wished they could charge in and out seven times.

"It's not that we're afraid..."