I Am Not Really The Second Generation Of Immortals

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Everyone present was dumbfounded.

Even Ji Wuye, who had always been calm and calm, was dumbfounded.

The handsome young man in front of him is An Bulang.

No matter how Ji Wuye and Qin Shiyue thought, they would never have imagined that An Bulang would make such a decisive move.

What a similar plot, this is revenge, right? Is it tit for tat?

And he just found such a clumsy excuse to make a move!

An Bulang...you... Ji Yinyin lay on her side and curled up on the ground, her mouth was full of blood, but she stared blankly at the man with her dim eyes.

She didn't expect that under such circumstances, there would be someone who stood up for her.

But soon, she panicked: You go away...you, you are hitting the young master of Yunjianzong...

Is the young master amazing? Shouldn't he hit someone so ugly? An Bulang walked over and carefully lifted Ji Yinyin up. A wave of spiritual energy traveled through Ji Yinyin's body, and found that the other party was seriously injured. Cracked, internal organs damaged, if not treated in time, it is likely to die from internal bleeding.

At this moment, a loud shout sounded.

An Bulang! Is the palace a place where you can do whatever you want?! Ji Wuye scolded angrily.

How dare you hurt Cheng Xiao, the young master of the Yunjian Sect. Qin Shiyue took two steps forward, with an aura shining in her hands.

An Bulang looked at the two of them coldly, his terrifying aura erupted, and he asked, And then?

Ji Wuye and Qin Shiyue seemed to see an extremely terrifying beast watching them, making them unable to move. An unprecedented life and death crisis enveloped their bodies.

Intuition told them that if they said anything more, An Bulang would tear them apart.

The momentum was suppressed, and Ji Wuye and Qin Shiyue were unable to utter a single word.

Looking at the domineering and unparalleled man beside her, Ji Yinyin felt a rush of heat in her heart.

An Bulang, you dare to hurt me...my father will never let you go...

Cheng Xiao was lying on the ground, covering his red and swollen face, his mouth was covered with blood, and he looked resentful.

An Bulang didn't bother to pay attention to the other party, and directly bent his arms around Ji Yinyin's calf, and hugged her horizontally.

Ah...you! Ji Yinyin was startled, she screamed, her breathing became short of breath, you...why did you hug me all of a sudden...

An Bulang rolled his eyes: You have been injured so badly, your internal organs are bleeding, your shoulders and back bones have been cracked, can you still walk by yourself?

Ji Yinyin was silent, her bluish-black face turned a little more bloody: Yet... no one has hugged me like this...

That's because you are so ugly that no one wants to hug you. An Bulang said bluntly.

Ji Yinyin: ..., I have been... injured so badly... Please don't hurt me again...

An Bulang smiled gently: Then don't talk so much nonsense, just let me hold you.

Ji Yinyin buried her ugly face in An Bulang's chest, nodded slightly, wrapped her arms around the other's neck, and hugged him tightly.

This is the first time for An Bulang to hug a princess with a princess, but it doesn't feel very good, mainly because this princess is too unlike the princess he imagined.

He hugged the girl like this, passing Qin Shiyue and Ji Wuye.

During the whole process, they no longer dared to say a word.

An Bulang...you miscellaneous cultivator...you are doomed...my father also knows the suzerains of other top sects, and when the time comes, several big monks in the Naling realm will deal with you at the same time...you will know what life is It's better to die... Cheng Xiao was still lying on the ground and yelling.

An Bulang paused.

Seeing An Bulang's hesitation, Cheng Xiao laughed even more: Are you regretting it now? It's too late, you have already hurt me, and you will face the cruelest revenge...

An Bulang walked towards Cheng Xiao with Ji Yinyin in his arms.

I think you seem to have misunderstood something.

I just feel that the shot just now seems too light...

Cheng Xiao trembled all over, his eyes widened and he said: You, what do you want to do, my father can't... ah ah...!!

An Bulang stepped on Cheng Xiao's lower abdomen, causing him to vomit blood again.

Then he flicked his fingers, and the sound of bones cracking came.

Cheng Xiao's legs were directly crippled.

Then he slapped Cheng Xiao's face again, causing both sides of his face to swell up at the same time, symmetrically and harmoniously.

After completing the one-stop service, Cheng Xiao finally calmed down, and actually fainted from the pain.

It's clean now. The shot just now was really too light, which made it annoying that he still has the energy to chatter all the time. An Bulang nodded in satisfaction, and left with Ji Yinyin in his arms.

Qin Shiyue couldn't help but twitch her eyelids when she heard An Bulang's words.

Ji Wuye watched the whole process from the sidelines. He who kept silent all the time, took a deep breath, and a smile appeared on his face, but the smile was extremely cold: This is all right, he has offended Yun Jianzong. Dead. Cheng Yuzi, the suzerain of Yunjianzong, is the most powerful person in the Canglan Kingdom, with a cultivation base of the sixth level of Naling, and he also knows a few great monks in the Naling realm. Now I think An Bulang can still do it. Jump up and down until when.

Yunjianzong, Bi'an Pavilion, and my Qin family, An Bulang will taste despair soon. Qin Shiyue also had a hostile look on her face. She was humiliated by An Bulang only once last night, and now It was an unprecedented shame for her to be shocked by his aura again.

She was silent for a moment, and then said: An Bulang has a little cultivation, let's not act rashly, just let those big men just crush him to death.

Ji Wuye nodded, his cold smile subsided, and turned into anxiety and grief. He trotted over to help Cheng Xiao who was on the ground: Young Sect Master, Young Sect Master, how are you...

...

Ji Hongxue bid farewell to her father and walked towards her room in a low mood.

An Bulang suddenly walked towards her with Ji Yinyin in his arms, which startled her: An Bulang, what are you doing?!

An Bulang said decisively: Don't do it.

Ah? Ji Hongxue didn't react.

Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and help! An Bulang scolded softly.

It was only then that Ji Hongxue realized that Ji Yinyin's condition was not right, she seemed to be seriously injured, which frightened her, so she hurried over to help.

The two carefully placed Ji Yinyin on the bed.

Ji Hongxue is also a practitioner, she used spiritual energy to detect her injuries, and her face turned pale again: It's a serious injury! I'll call the imperial doctor right away!

No need. An Bulang immediately refused, I'll do it myself.

Only then did Ji Hongxue realize that the other party was a strong man with a high level of cultivation, and his medical skills were also excellent.

Do you need me to prepare anything? Ji Hongxue asked again.

An Bulang said: Prepare some peanuts, sliced ​​ginger, black beans...

Ji Hongxue wrote it down hastily, very seriously. This is her task, and she has to contribute too!

There are still pig's feet that need to be fresh...it's better to boil them for a longer time...

Ji Hongxue slacks her hands, and looks at An Bulang dumbfounded.

Oh yes, put more salt.

Ji Hongxue: May I ask, what are these things used for?

You are stupid. Of course these things are used to make soup. I'm hungry and want to drink pig's feet soup. Hurry up. An Bulang urged.

Ji Hongxue: ...

The old lady is so passionate that she wants to save her sister, why the hell do you want me to make soup for you?

Hurry up, if I don't drink pig's knuckle soup, my healing power will drop by half. An Bulang said impatiently.

Ji Hongxue: Do it right away!