Supplier of the Fairyland

Ouyang Xiaotian wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth and glanced at Nie Feng unhappily.    

What the hell is with your eyes? You want to die? Can't you see that I'm hurt? What's the rush?    

"We failed!"    

Ouyang Xiaotian bit his tongue as he spoke, and his words were mixed with extreme anger.    

"Failed?" What kind of joke was this? We've been waiting here for so long, and you tell me it's a failure? Hehe? I've given you hundreds of my Nascent Souls, if not f * cking good, don't try to be brave! "Damn!"    

Although he was a noble Holy Son of Heavenly Alliance, his net worth was only average. It could not even compare to a second generation like Ouyang Xiaotian. After all, he only relied on his one master, and they relied on their father!    

Master is in the bull's eye, the funding for you is limited, cannot be like the selfless gift like father and son.    

Therefore, compared to the others, Nie Feng was lacking in spirit stones.    

Those hundreds of Nascent Souls were already worth hundreds of millions of spirit stones, but to Nie Feng, this was not a small amount.    

If he could kill Fang Qi, then it would be fine if he could get his hands on the ginseng fruit, and he wouldn't mind such a small loss, after all, this loss was something that was expected of him.    

But now, it was f * cking useless!    

"How did it fail? Say it! Speak up! "    

Nie Feng's attitude was not too good, anger and killing intent shot out from his eyes.    

He even wanted to kill Ouyang Xiaotian... He felt that Ouyang Xiaotian was the one who stopped him from obtaining the ginseng fruit.    

Seeing that Nie Feng was about to meet Ouyang Xiaotian face to face, Ouyang Xiaotian pushed Nie Feng aside in disgust.    

"How the f * ck would I know?" You only know how to think about that tiny bit of your Nascent Soul, didn't my Holy Heavenly Pavilion offer five Nascent Soul Cultivator s as well? Ah? "What are you shouting for!"    

Ouyang Xiaotian could not hold in his anger any longer. In the end, he was still young, and his tolerance for such things was zero. He was unhappy and wanted to follow her down.    

"F * ck!" How dare you speak to me like that? Ouyang Xiaotian! "    

Nie Feng's face became extremely ugly. I'll say something to you to ease your emotions, and you can just endure it for a while. I won't torture you too much, but what do you mean by this, that you want to completely break off from me?    

"Alright, Son of Nie Feng, I don't want to say anything else. Although the Infant Sacrifice has failed, I can roughly guess Fang Qi's position, if we chase after him now, we can still make it in time, if we delay any longer, we won't have anything left!"    

Ouyang Xiaotian was perceiving a reaction from the shadows. Although this feeling was weak, it was enough to find the person he was looking for.    

This should be a form of feedback from the Cursed Gods. After all, he had received the tribute but didn't complete the mission, so he was a little embarrassed …    

"Alright, I'll trust you one last time!" I hope you won't let me down this time! "    

Nie Feng clenched his fists tightly, he had clearly reached his limit of patience, but he had to endure until the very end.    

The ginseng fruit had not been obtained, so everything was not over yet.    

Right now, Ouyang Xiaotian was still useful, and now, only he could find the Old Devil Fang …    

And if he wanted to obtain the ginseng fruit, he could only look at his expression …    

Nie Feng turned his head and stood at the side. He had already decided that as long as he got the ginseng fruit and left, he would kill whoever dared to stop him.    

It's just a Ouyang Xiaotian, what's the big deal?