Chapter 391 High-cold apprentice begs for bed (8)

  Yuanqian's eyes fell on Fenggui with a smile.

  Suna.

  Feng Gui was stunned, such a look in her eyes... She will probably never forget it in her lifetime.

  Obviously a person without a trace of spiritual power, but when the two of them stood face to face, the pressure exerted by Yuanqian was no less than her, and even stronger.

   "Fenggui! Let me ask you, how to irrigate the spirit tree?"

  Yuan Qian squinted at Feng Gui, seeing that Feng Gui was silent, she raised her eyebrows.

   "The spirit tree is not like ordinary trees that need to be carefully cared for. It grows outside the peak, and it takes a hundred years to bear fruit, and for these hundred years, it depends on the spirit tree itself to survive.

   In other words, whether the spirit tree can live or not has nothing to do with you.

  Since you didn't take care of it, how can I steal it? "

  Feng Gui's face changed, it was indeed so, "But, Senior Sister Feng Yu, this spirit tree is originally in my Tianzong sect, and as the suzerain, I naturally have the right to dispose of it.

  How can you erase everything? "

   These words are powerful, and the implication is nothing more than that every plant and tree in Tianmen Sect belongs to her phoenix.

   But who the **** gave you face?

Yuanqian looked at Feng Gui, and suddenly turned to look at the disciples, "Your suzerain said, since you are in the Tianmen sect, then everything on you belongs to the Tianmen sect, and Fenggui suzerain has the right to dispose of all your belongings." !

   If you have any rare treasures on you, hand them over quickly, otherwise, you will be punished as theft! "

  Feng Gui was completely dumbfounded.

   What did she just say?

  She was obviously talking about the spiritual tree and the spiritual fruit, but how did it come to Yuanqian's mouth that it meant this?

   All the disciples have already exploded.

   Privately discussing whether Fenggui wanted to take this opportunity to steal their treasures.

   After all, most of them are outstanding figures from major families, so they will naturally carry some rare treasures with them.

  Yuanqian was still smiling, casually, waving the folding fan from time to time.

  It looks like a banished fairy from outside the world.

  Feng Gui glanced at Yuanqian bitterly, at this time, she had to keep calm even more.

   "Senior Sister Feng Yu, don't confuse the crowd! When did I say such a thing? No matter how bad I am, Feng Gui, I am also the head of a sect. How could I do such a thing of coveting other people's treasures?

  We are talking about you stealing the spiritual fruit, but you have a clever tongue and transferred the matter to the disciples. What is your intention! "

  Feng Gui waved his hands and asked, quite dignified.

   But in Yuanqian's view, it was just pretending to be calm.

   All the disciples looked at Yuanqian with disdain already, as if they realized that Yuanqian was deliberately sowing discord.

   It is not urgent to have shallow margins.

   Just looking at Feng Gui coldly, "You are wrong, it's not my intentions, but you!

  Fenggui, it’s only been a hundred years, have you forgotten who the owner of that spirit tree is? That spirit tree was brought back by me back then, and I, Feng Yu, moved it outside the peak!

  It is clearly my thing, but you still insist that I stole it?

   In this way, I think that my understanding just now is indeed correct!

  Disciples of Tianmen Sect, those who are carrying treasures, it is best to hand them over, otherwise, Fenggui Sect Master will soon charge you with theft, seize the treasures by the way, and drive you out of Tianmen Sect! "

  The spiritual tree is hers, and the fruit is also hers. Where does the face come from, occupying her spiritual tree?

   How dare you charge her with theft?

  (end of this chapter)