Chapter 815: Alien Race and Holy Race (3)

The murmuring in the crowd refused to die down for a long time.

They had originally thought Xiao Ning had come back just to visit home.

But now her true colors were completely revealed.

She had already become a running dog of the alien race.

And judging by her appearance, she was truly shouting herself hoarse singing the praises of the alien race.

Every time she called out "Holy Race," she put real force into it.

Zhao Chi's feelings were complicated.

Xiao Ning had once been a junior of the Xiao family too — though her strength was ordinary and her looks were ordinary, she was still a Xiao family member, and had lived quite well from childhood onward.

Until she was forcibly taken away by the alien race.

At the time, no one could save her.

The Xiao family could only be said to have painfully sacrificed her.

Now that things had come to this, she probably had no choice, did she?

Zhao Chi had originally still been sympathizing with her, but quickly that feeling was doused.

The people among the people were still discussing nonstop.

Among them, a few were arguing with great agitation.

After all, under these circumstances, some indignation was completely understandable.

Xiao Ning silently watched them, then said loudly: "That's enough, everyone stop for a moment. I came back this time to hold a meeting, not to have everyone discuss things."

The crowd was still discussing.

Xiao Ning gave a cold snort and said to the alien beside her: "Yanping, those three people have dirty mouths. Cool them down."

"Yes!"

Suddenly, an alien lord on the stage vanished.

Only three sounds of impact were heard from behind.

Boom! Boom boom!

Immediately after, came a great deal of screaming.

Zhao Chi smelled blood.

Turning his head, he saw three headless people standing not far away, blood spurting like a fountain, shooting two meters into the air.

The surrounding people recoiled in terror, crowding backward.

Two hundred alien soldiers rushed out and surrounded the entire square.

Xiao Ning said loudly: "Can it be quiet now?"

There was some disorder in the crowd, but it had indeed grown much quieter.

The lords of the various families all frowned.

Xiao Ning soothed:

"Everyone need not be nervous. I am now a person of the Holy Race, so of course I would not wantonly kill the innocent.

"You may not know this, but our Holy Race's five senses are extremely keen, and our hearing is exceptionally sharp.

"Those three people just now were all doing their utmost to slander the Holy Race. The Holy Race must not be slandered. My words will influence the entire Stream Village, so I could only help everyone deal with them.

"Besides, of those three people, only one was a low-level lord; the other two were ordinary craftsmen — their deaths are no great loss.

"Everyone need not worry that this will affect our strength.

"That lord was a vassal lord of the Qi family. Uncle Qi still needs to properly discipline the lords under him."