Master Sheng, Ma’am, She Became Popular All Over the World with Her Fortune-telling Skills

  Chapter 616 Confidence, irresistible power! (Supplement 2.17 third change)

  Although Fan Jingyun has abolished his cultivation, his basic perception is still there.

  So she almost immediately perceived an extremely powerful presence among the comers!

   Even more so than her grandfather, who is known as the number one powerhouse of the Sanskrit!

  In her cognition, after counting the entire ancient martial arts world, there is only one person who can possess such power—the founder of ancient martial arts, Duan Chengxian.

  How could Duan Chengxian be in the Sanskrit tribe?

   How could it appear on the Saintess Peak?

  Will he help the Sanskrit?

   What would they do if he made a move?

  Countless thoughts flashed through his mind, and Fan Jingyun was in a state of confusion.

   "Stop thinking about it, I lured people here on purpose."

  The girl's rambunctious voice sounded above her head, interrupting Fan Jingyun's thinking. She was stunned: "Did you attract it on purpose?"

   Xie Xihe gave a "hmm", and suddenly bent his lips into a smile, with starlight flashing in his eyes, and said, "I'll take you to meet someone later."

  Since meeting each other, it was the first time for Fan Jingyun to see her showing such a look. He was curious, but also involuntarily felt a very subtle sense of uneasiness. He couldn't help but ask, "Who is it?"

  This time Xie Xihe didn't answer her, Fan You and his party had already rushed into the hall, looking at Xie Xihe and Fan Jingyun in the room through a door, their eyes were full of astonishment.

  Fan You had vaguely guessed that Fan Jingyun should be rescued, so although he was surprised at the moment, he was the quickest to react.

   Chao Fan Jingyun smiled and said, "Third sister, long time no see, have you finally figured it out?"

  Fan Jingyun disappeared when he faced Xie Xihe's tenderness and obedience, with a cold look in his eyes, he asked, "What do you think?"

   Fanyou smiled, as gentle as ever: "It seems that there are no more, so what does it mean that the third sister came here suddenly?"

   "Do you feel that time has passed, and the clan will no longer hold you accountable, or do you have the confidence to leave?"

   "Who gave you the confidence?" His gaze swept across Xie Xihe's body, he was surprised at the young face of the other party, but he just smiled indifferently and said, "Is she?"

  Xie Xihe raised his eyes to look, his expression was loose and indifferent: "That's right, it's me."

Fanyou was stunned for a moment, as if she hadn't expected her to answer so directly, but then chuckled lightly: "Little girl, since you were able to bring her out of there, I think you really have some real skills, but here But it's not a place where you can talk nonsense, believe it or not, as long as I give an order, you won't be able to leave this hall of saints today?"

  Xie Xihe said "Oh?", looked at him strangely, and asked, "This is my place, why should I leave?"

   This time, Fanyou was really stunned. For the first time since coming here, he took a serious look at this little girl who was about the same age as his daughter.

  Slender eyebrows and bright eyes, a beautiful nose and red lips, skin as white as jade, a simple white T-shirt, the hem of the T-shirt is tucked into high-waisted jeans, which outlines a slender waist, and a pair of slender straight legs are particularly eye-catching.

Fan You's eyes swept from top to bottom, and finally landed on Xie Xihe's face again. When he met those eyes that were as clean as glass, an inexplicable sense of familiarity welled up in his heart, making his heart feel unreasonable. He jumped a beat faster, and his brows furrowed fiercely: "Who the **** are you?!"

  Xie Xihe laughed, contemptuously and mockingly, and said unhurriedly: "I've been looking for me for so long, and now I'm standing in front of you, yet you ask who I am?"

   "This is what you Sanskrit call belief, so-called piety?" Xie Xihe pursed his lips, raised his eyebrows and eyes with evil flamboyance, "So devout that you can't even feel the power of the most revered holy blood?"

  Brows and eyes suddenly sharpened, Xie Xihe shot at Fanyou like an arrow, and with his red lips slightly lifted, two words fell heavily: "Kneel down!"

  The sound of shouting came down with great momentum, and the golden power of the holy blood suddenly lit up, lighting up the entire Saintess Hall in an instant, and continued to spread down the Saintess Peak at an extremely fast speed!

   It only took a few breaths to attract the attention of all the Sanskrit people.

  Some people are amazed, some are puzzled, some are excited, some are depressed...

   But as the golden light scattered, a coercion originating from the bloodline soul emerged, making everyone's hearts tremble, and they knelt down subconsciously, welcoming their lady saint with the most pious gesture.

  Even if the ethnic groups separated by several mountains are like this, the feelings of Fan You and others who are less than ten meters away from Xie Xi and the opposite are more clear and profound.

  The power of the holy blood is a power that all ethnic groups with Sanskrit blood can't resist.

  The people behind Fanyou knelt down on the ground immediately, and Fanyou only lasted for five breaths, and finally his legs gave way, and his knees fell heavily on the ground.

   His complexion turned extremely ugly in an instant!

   How old is it?

   How many years has he not been humiliated like this?

  Nineteen years ago, Fan Jingyun returned to the clan as a traitor, and even the lineage of the patriarch was questioned and excluded by countless people.

  After some fighting, all the elders of the previous patriarch finally abdicated.

  Ten patriarchal candidates headed by Fan Yao compete for the position of the new patriarch.

Although he lost to Fan Yao in the final by half a stroke and missed the position of patriarch, but as the second elder of the Sanskrit clan and the leader of all elders, he has led the five elders and elders behind him over the years. Fan Yao stood against each other, and his status even faintly surpassed that of Fan Yao!

  Be it on the surface or in the heart, no one dared to say harsh words to him again, let alone kneel in front of a little girl in such a humiliating gesture!

   Fanyou's breathing gradually became heavy.

   After an unknown amount of time, Xie Xihe finally put away his power, the golden light dissipated, and everyone was finally able to catch their breath, but they didn't even dare to breathe loudly, their heads almost touched their chests.

  Xie Xihe's eyes fell on Fanyou again, and with the same sloppy voice as before, he said, "Now, do the Vatican II think that I am qualified to give her confidence?"

  Fanyou's chest heaved slightly, and he gritted his teeth before choking out a sentence: "I don't know that the Holy Maiden is Hui, I have surpassed it!"

   I'm tired of writing, I'm here today, and I'll continue to make up tomorrow, good night, my dears

  (end of this chapter)