Portable Space: The Peasant Princess

Late at night, people from Phantom Palace came to invite Gu Panxia and Lu Yuan.

When the two arrived at the Phantom Palace, they saw that the courtyard was already full of people.

Except for the seriously injured Du Tang, the rest of the top ten have arrived.

In addition to the top ten people, the heads of other sects and some elite disciples are among them.

When everyone saw Gu Panxia and Lu Yuan coming in, they hurriedly bent over and bowed: "Join the alliance leader!"

Gu Panxia was still a little unaccustomed to this formation. She coughed lightly and waved her hand, indicating that everyone should not be polite.

"Girl, come on!"

The city guard elder waved to her, motioning for her to come to him.

Lu Yuan stood aside automatically, while Gu Panxia strolled forward.

She glanced at the crowd with her eyes and found that not only Tianyao was here, but also Tianlin, who was staring straight at her with gleaming eyes.

Gu Panxia's lips twitched and she looked away lightly.

"Elder, what can a little girl do? Could something go wrong in this year's competition?"

An arrogant old voice suddenly sounded. Gu Panxia looked along the voice and saw an old man in blue robes with silver hair staring coldly at him. In his eyes, there was not only suspicion but also disdain.

Next to the old man, stood a handsome young man also wearing a blue robe. The young man had a slender figure, dark hair tied up, a face as beautiful as a crown, and a pair of sinister eyes staring at her.

Gu Panxia felt that those eyes were very familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had seen them before.

She secretly took another look at the young man, and was shocked when she saw that he was somewhat similar to Prince Murong Hao.

Yes, weren't these eyes the same as the way Murong Bai looked at her?

Who is he from Murong Bai? Who is the prince again?

Just when Gu Panxia was confused, he heard the city guard elder say coldly: "Why, the people of Guangmen are not satisfied with my decision?"

When the old man heard this, he didn't feel scared, and he had no other expression. He still said calmly: "I tell you, elder, if you let a little baby be the leader, don't let her make a joke and lose you." An old man’s face.”

Little milk baby? Gu Panxia's eyes narrowed slightly, but she still didn't move, just watching coldly.

"Guangyao, you are so presumptuous!"

The city guard elder became angry and slapped the chair next to him, and the chair instantly turned into ashes.

The old man known as Guangyao was startled, but he still tried hard to maintain a calm face.

"It's not your turn to tell me what I'm doing. If you dare to say more, I don't mind inviting the people from the Light Sect out of Phantom City."

It’s not about asking people to leave the Phantom Palace, but to ask them to leave the Phantom City.

If they are invited out of Phantom City, it means that people from Guangmen will no longer want to participate in any martial arts conference from now on.

Although Guangyao felt dissatisfied, he did not dare to say anything.

Seeing that he finally calmed down, the city guard elder snorted coldly, glanced at the crowd, and said in a cold voice: "Whoever dares to doubt my decision, just come forward."

After a long time, the crowd was still eerily quiet, and no one dared to even breathe.

When the city guard elder saw it, he withdrew his gaze with satisfaction.

He said coldly: "I invite everyone to come here today. I believe everyone already knows something about it. Since everyone knows it well, I won't talk nonsense."

He stood up, looked around at the crowd and said, "Nowadays, Yan Demon has become more and more wanton. If we don't get rid of him as soon as possible, the consequences will be disastrous."