Or, let go of your life.

In this world where the strong are respected, I will reason with a Dou Zun. I blamed him for the blame because of the Dou Zun's dereliction of duty, so many innocent people died. Maybe that Dou Zun is too lazy to listen to your quarrels. After saving it, he will throw you down. How unfair it will be!

Therefore, no one dares to have an objection.

Fighting, hoping to save yourself first.

After all, those who can ride in spaceships are basically not cultivators with particularly high cultivation. Douzong does have the ability to protect themselves in this environment, but there are no cultivators below Douzong, and most of them who do not have the ability to protect themselves are the mainstream.

"Men saves men, women saves women."

"Did you understand?"

A young girl asked.

Because the lifespan of practitioners is relatively long, some Douhuangs who look very young may be elderly people in their seventies or eighties.

But this girl is different.

Although her strength is only the King of Fighting.

Although she is relatively young.

Although she looks like a young man who can be seen with the naked eye.

However, no one dared not to listen to her words.

A trace of domineering seriousness appeared on the nearly perfect melon-shaped face. The purple-brown eyes swept across the precarious cultivators on the deck. Without hesitation, they reached out to grab a crying girl, looked at the girl with only the cultivation level of a great fighter, and gave a look of disgust.

Immediately, I handed the girl over to another female disciple next to me: "Take her back first, I'll take two people down to see, see the damage to the cabin, and find out if there are anyone who needs first aid."

As he spoke, the topic changed.

Looking around the deck that was panicked at this moment.

Finally, he asked loudly: "Who is the person in charge of this spacecraft?"

"I'm."

A middle-aged man who looked over fifties trotted out of the crowd, emitting a light silver glow, symbolizing that he was a Douzong, but looking at his old face, it was not difficult to guess that this was a Douzong who was almost at his limit.

Seeing the girl in front of me, I looked at the girl's clothes habitually, and my hands trembled, but she still held the last trace of hope and looked up at the spaceship that collided with her own spaceship, and her tone couldn't help but dry:

"I have seen all the great masters of Fenglei Pavilion."

"I don't know, but what offense is there?"

"Can you make all the lords of Fenglei Pavilion so angry?"

It’s not a fault that this Douzong has thought wrongly.

The current situation is clear at a glance.

Under normal circumstances, the spacecraft will never collide together. Even if the spacecraft loses control, generally speaking, there are backup methods to force the spacecraft of Fenglei Pavilion to the point of "stop". How much hatred is this? How can he, the person in charge, know?

However, I don't know.

When facing the strong, you should lower your attitude.

Middle-aged people did this very well.

Fortunately, the girl's answer made him feel at ease.

"It's okay, it's not your fault."

"I, Fenglei Pavilion, encountered two space storms."

"At this moment, I have lost my position for the time being."

"As a result of space disorder, I accidentally bumped into the space spaceship you are riding. To apologize, please temporarily land on the space spaceship in my Fenglei Pavilion to avoid the possibility of sinking of this spaceship at any time. It is also for your life."

"The subsequent compensation will be discussed later."

"The most urgent task is to transfer passengers first."

"Sir, do you understand?"

The girl asked neatly.
Chapter completed!