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Chapter 772 The Little Crying Bag of the Demon Cult Leader 41
As the leader of the Demon Cult, his martial arts are naturally not bad, and he is not afraid of being surrounded by these people.

But if this continues, he can't guarantee that those people will accidentally injure the girl.

Ji Fan looked down at the girl nestled in his arms, the expression in his eyes darkened.

Now he can certainly take the girl away forcibly, but on the way back to the Demon Cult, she will inevitably sleep in the open. The girl is so delicate, if she suffers, won't she cry again?

Before marriage, he was not willing to let the girl cry, and after marriage, he was even more reluctant.

Ji Fan clicked his tongue softly, raised his hand to pinch the girl's cheek, the delicate touch came from his fingertips, and his voice was tinged with tenderness: "As the leader of the Demon Cult, how can I let my daughter-in-law suffer?"

Man Luo looked up at him puzzled by the words without beginning or end.

Ji Fan curled his lips and smiled evilly at the girl, his handsome appearance was bewitching.

Just as Man Luo was in a daze, Ji Fan suddenly floated away, and the shouting crowd immediately chased Ji Fan away.

It's a pity that although they had a lot of people, none of them was Ji Fan's opponent. Anyone who rushed forward was swept away by Ji Fan in just a few moves.

Ji Fan was also very troubled by this situation. Once a group of people were swept out, another group would make up for it. Seeing those people's endless gestures, Ji Fan's impatience became more and more intense.

No matter how you say this place is his wedding, he doesn't want to stain this place with blood.

After struggling for a long time, he grabbed the long sword from one person, and suddenly swung the sword across. Taking advantage of the time when everyone was retreating, Ji Fan suddenly jumped onto the eaves.

Kicking down the few people who Feishen followed, Ji Fan smiled wickedly: "You bastards want to catch me too?"

"Ji Fan! Don't be arrogant!"

"One day we will crush the Demon Cult!"

There was endless scolding from below, and all kinds of hidden weapons were thrown at Ji Fan.

Ji Fan easily knocked out those hidden weapons, and picked out his ears indifferently: "Do it if you can, don't just shout loudly."

Saying this, Ji Fan's aura suddenly became stronger. He squinted his eyes at the crowd and said loudly: "If you want to destroy the Demon Cult, you can come anyway. But I also want to warn you, the little beauty of the Tang family, I Ji Fan has taken a fancy to her, if I find out who dares to attack her, don't blame me for abolishing that person's martial arts, cutting off that person's hands and feet, and destroying that person's sect!"

Everyone was obviously confused by his arrogant words.

"Ji Fan, how dare you!"

"It's true that no one in the Jianghu can do anything to you!"

Another wave of hidden weapons struck, and Ji Fan flicked his sleeve robe, and with his strong vigor, he immediately bounced off the darts thrown by everyone.

There was a wail from the crowd.

This time, the crowd didn't dare to act rashly anymore, Ji Fan swept across the crowd, and finally set his sights on Man Luo, finally showing a smile on his face again.

"I, Ji Fan, always keep my word!"

Throwing this sentence, he flew away, everyone looked at each other for a while, and commotion again: "Quickly, go and inform the sects that Ji Fan is alone now, it is a good time to catch him!"

In the chaos, the master of the hidden door came to Man Luo, his face had long since lost the previous joy, and he looked at Man Luo with complicated eyes: "Miss Tang, it seems that your marriage with Xiaoer is just a matter of marriage." It can be postponed."

He originally thought that his son would be able to marry Tangtang smoothly, but he didn't expect that this son was actually Ji Fan pretending to be, and Ling Yin himself has been trapped by the people of the Demon Cult. Maybe he was kept in the dark until now.

(End of this chapter)