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Chapter 497 Who is your mother?

Through previous understanding, Wang Baole immediately guessed that these three top leaders should be Feng Qiuran, Mielizi and Taoist Youran, and obviously that woman should be Feng Qiuran.

As for the disciples behind them, their expressions were similar to Feng Qiuran and others. The two behind Youran Taoist, both closed their eyes and seemed to be meditating. Although the two behind Feng Qiuran had expressionless faces, their eyes were still somewhat kind.

Only Mielizi was followed by only one person. This person looked less than thirty years old. While looking cold, he looked at Wang Baole and others without any concealment.

Although he had known a little about Cangmang Dao Palace before, Wang Baole sighed in his heart when he saw all this and felt a headache. After all, Zhixiao Guizhixiao, after seeing and feeling it with his own eyes, he was a little worried about this task.

Those who have this kind of thought like him are Zhao Yameng and Zhuo Yifan and other hundreds of federal sons. They all lowered their heads. While they were feeling in their hearts, some people felt regretful, obviously they felt that it might be better if they didn't come here.

"The federal monks are so unqualified. Don't worship a powerful person when they see him? Are they really crude and incompetent natives?" When Baizi and others bowed their heads nervously, an old man in the Nascent Soul who was sitting at the bottom chuckled and spoke lightly.

The old man has long red hair, which is very conspicuous, and has a triangular shape on both eyes, giving people a sense of incompetence, while his words are also contemptuous.

As soon as this person said, Feng Qiuran's brows frowned slightly, as if he was a little unhappy, but he did not scold him. This sentence and this scene fell into the ears and eyes of the Federation Baizi. Even if they were cramped, they all felt humiliated in their hearts and their breathing changed one after another.

There is no doubt that the incompetent indigenous people is too unacceptable.

Zhao Yameng clenched his fists, and Zhuo Yifan also narrowed his eyes. The simplest hole was, and evil spirits had already radiated from his body. Even if his cultivation was not enough, his posture was necessary. Although some of the other federal hundreds of children still bowed their heads, many people chose to raise their heads and vent their breath.

As for Wang Baole, he did not exhale his breath. In fact, he did not bow his head since he came in, but kept looking up. At this moment, when he heard the words of the old man in Nascent Soul, Wang Baole glanced and snorted in his heart, thinking that I hadn't killed Nascent Soul, you are a little Nascent Soul.

Thinking of this, Wang Baole took a deep breath, stepped forward, and in this quiet hall, he clasped his fists and bowed to the three god-sacred elders in the upper head.

"Wang Baole, the Federal Envoy, was ordered by the President, and brought the Federal monks to the Cangmang Dao Palace to pay homage to the three seniors!" Wang Baole spoke loudly, especially the words "Federal Envoy" were very serious.

As his words echoed, the Baizi and others behind him also took a deep breath and bowed to Feng Qiuran and the other two.

"Cultivator?" Almost as Wang Baole's words came out, a chuckle came from the upper head. The speaker was not any of Feng Qiuran and the other two, but the young man with contempt in his eyes standing beside Mieliozi.

"Liang Long, you are arrogant!" Feng Qiuran's eyes flashed with a cold light and he spoke faintly. The young man named Liang Long immediately clasped his fists at Feng Qiuran and his master Milienzi.

"The disciple knew his mistake, but when he heard these incompetent people, he called himself a monk like us. He felt a little uncomfortable in his heart and couldn't help it for a moment. He asked the elders and masters to punish him."

This time, before Feng Qiuran could speak, Mielizi, who was sitting beside him, had already heard the words faintly.

"Elder Feng, my disciple, I will discipline myself! Liang Long, I will punish you for retreating for a month!"

"As for the order!" Liang Long bowed to Mielizi, and looked up at Wang Baole when he looked up, with more disdain in his eyes. Feng Qiuran, who was sitting beside him, looked at Mielizi at this moment, with a gleam in his eyes, and the atmosphere in the entire hall suddenly became a little depressed.

Wang Baole and other federal students saw that they were humiliated twice after they arrived at the hall. They were all silent and felt extremely aggrieved, but they could not burst out and could only endure it, which made most people clench their fists.

As for Wang Baole, he was also frigid at this moment. He was a hot-tempered person, especially with a young lady, and he was very confident. In addition, in his judgment, Duanmuque and others must be sure to arrange for themselves and everyone to come up, so even if there is a danger, it should not be too great.

Although he was not sure about this, if Baizi just tolerated this matter, then in the future, there would definitely be more humiliation in life. So instead of being patient again and again, it would be better to explode here and see what the so-called Cangmang Taoist Palace is about this cooperation!

Thinking of this, Wang Baole's temper rose. His eyes flashed and he directly locked on Liang Long beside Milienzi. He raised his footsteps and took a step forward.

"When I was in the Federation, I saw an autobiography. There was a sentence on it, which was roughly the point that everyone has double standards to treat themselves and others."

"I thought this matter only exists in the Federation, but today I know that there is such a matter where it is!"

"My Federation monks came for the first time and felt a little uncomfortable, so they were accused of being a little cramped. But this fellow Liang Long, when I met with three seniors, took the initiative to interrupt. Could this be a polite? I would like to ask this fellow Liang Long, what qualifications do you have to interrupt my words!" As soon as Wang Baole's words came out, the hundreds of federal sons behind him were shocked, and most of them were in their hearts, but there were still a small number of people like Li Yi, who were angry and secretly shouted that it was not good.

In their opinion, this matter will be over if you endure it, so why do you have to be so intense as soon as you come?

Wang Baole did not finish speaking. After his anger was released, he took a deep breath and then clasped his fists to Feng Qiuran, who was on the way up.

"Senior Qiu Ran, I was angry, but I couldn't help it when I heard the title of this incompetent person. Please don't blame me."

As Wang Baole's words came out, the eyes of the entire hall's vast Taoist palace instantly fell on Wang Baole, and their eyes shone brightly. After looking at Wang Baole for a few more glances, it was obvious that most people who came from the Federation would dare to speak so impolitely as soon as they arrived, especially Feng Qiuran, who also looked at Wang Baole at this moment, with a strange light in his eyes.

"Random!" As the crowd looked at Wang Baole, the red-haired Yuanying sitting at the lower head snorted coldly, and his words were like thunder. While causing a sensation in all directions, Liang Long behind Milienzi saw Wang Baole speak to him, so he sneered and suddenly said something came out.

"You..." But before he could finish his words, Wang Baole's cultivation suddenly burst out, and his body seemed to have formed a small storm as it spreads around him. While he was spreading around, he suddenly looked at the red-haired Yuanying.

"It's your predecessor that you are humiliating me, the federation monk for no reason!"

"And you Liang Long, shut up. As a federal envoy, Wang met three seniors on behalf of the federal government. This is a contact between two civilizations. What qualifications do you have to interrupt twice? Add more humiliation!"

"Open your mouth again, believe it or not, Wang killed you!" Wang Baole's eyes appeared in murderous intent, then looked at Feng Qiuran and clasped his fists again.

"Senior Qiuran, my federation has released enough sincerity to carry out this alliance. This sincerity can be seen... Kong Dao and everyone, tell Senior Qiuran, your identity!" As soon as Wang Baole said, Kong Dao immediately bowed his fists behind him and bowed to Feng Qiuran.

"My younger generation Kong Dao, my father, the Federal President Duanmuque!"

"Sister Zhou Lin, a direct disciple of Yuhua Innate Sect!"

"My younger generation Fang Mu, my father, the federal MP!"

"younger generation……"

Such voices kept coming from the mouths of the Federal Hundred Zi, echoing the entire hall, while Zhao Yameng's voice also came faintly behind Wang Baole.

"My younger generation Zhao Yameng, mother, Mars Domain Master!"

As soon as this sentence was said, Wang Baole had not reacted at first, and was ready to speak again with great enthusiasm and tell his identity. But in an instant, he realized something was wrong, and suddenly turned around and opened his eyes wide, staring blankly at Zhao Yameng, who was expressionless, and his mind buzzed for a moment.
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