The crazy junior sister Yin turned into a dog, and the sky was full of gods and Buddhas and took a d

However, his gaze only stayed on Ming Fan for a moment, and then turned to look at Lin Wanshu in front of Ming Fan.

The look was hot and excited...like a dog seeing a bone.

Ming Fan poked Lin Wanshu with his arm and whispered in his ear, "It's over, Senior Brother. This time I'm coming for you."

Lin Wanshu looked at the white-haired old man who was flirting with her and showing deep affection, and the corner of her mouth twitched.

"You don't know him?" Ming Fan became even more confused when he saw Lin Wanshu's confused look.

Lin Wanshu nodded slowly, with confusion in his eyes.

He searched all the faces in his memory, but none of them matched the one in front of him.

"As expected, I have never seen this person."

"That's strange." Ming Fan touched his chin, "Is it love at first sight?"

"Junior sister, please be careful with your words." Lin Wanshu held his forehead with his hand.

...But no matter what, since this person is interested in him, bah, has some ideas about him, it proves that he will not join hands with the people of Futu Sect to get involved.

Thinking of this, Lin Wanshu felt a little relieved.

The situation of confrontation between the two parties just now became delicate because of the participation of the old man.

When the sect leader saw that he finally stood beside Lin Wanshu and his group, his tone was very unfriendly.

"It's been a while since I last saw you. I didn't expect you to be alive.

Why, could it be that your Palace Master showed mercy and spared your life?"

Although he didn't know why, the news that the Soul Palace Master was furious and punished the Soul Suppressor some time ago caused a lot of controversy.

"You don't have to worry about that."

The old man's face twitched, and the pressure of the Spirit Transformation Stage emanated, revealing his displeasure at the moment.

The sect leader didn't want to waste any more words with him now, so he walked forward with the elders behind him, pressing forward towards Lin Wanshu and the others.

"Although I don't know why the Soul Suppressor suddenly visited today, it just so happens that the sect has something important to deal with, so please feel free to do as you please."

The sect leader stood two steps in front of Ming Fan and the others and made a gesture of invitation to the old man.

Ming Fan and the others also felt something at this time.

The implication of this statement was that if he left now, the sect leader would turn a blind eye to his trespassing into the Futu Sect and not pursue the matter.

But if he left, there would surely be a fierce battle between them and the Futu Sect.

"That won't do." The old man waved his hand at the sect leader.

Ming Fan and the others were stunned. They thought that he might refuse, but they didn't expect that he would refuse so straightforwardly.

Just when Ming Fan and the others were stunned, the old man hugged Lin Wanshu's thighs and howled.

"Young Master, Young Master, I have been searching for you for so long—"

"Huh?" Ming Fan's mouth twitched and he looked at Lin Wanshu.

Lin Wanshu was being held and shaken by Kong Zhu at this time, and she was even more confused than her.

When he saw Kong Zhu in Qi Ling Continent before, he was still very young. How come he became like this after only one year?

However, Kong Zhu naturally had no time to explain these. Seeing that Lin Wanshu had no reaction, Kong Zhu became so anxious that he danced with joy.

"My, Kong Zhu! Young Master, what happened to you? Did you lose your memory?!"

The Young Master is his life. As long as the Young Master is around, he will be there. Otherwise, the Palace Master will really beat him to death.

At the same time, those who were even more confused than Lin Wanshu were Le Shanronghua, Xiao Yunyang, and the people from Futu Sect.

Rong Hua: "Young Master? Senior Brother?"

Le Shan: "Yes, Senior Brother, Young Master."

Xiao Yunyang: "?"

Sect Leader: "What did he call him?"

Elder: "I think he is calling you Young Master or Sect Master."

The group of people were stunned by Kong Zhu's word "Young Master".

You know, the nameless thief and the young master of the Soul Palace are not in the first tier.

Everyone has different thoughts, only Kong Zhu is sincere and sincere.

Kong Zhu didn't care what others thought of him and hugged Lin Wanshu tightly, never letting go.

This look is completely different from the arrogant attitude just now.

"Young Master, please come back with me quickly. The Palace Master will be very happy if he knows."

Kong Zhu stood up and said respectfully to Lin Wanshu.

"How can I confirm that you are Kong Zhu?"

Lin Wanshu frowned and subtly distanced himself from Kong Zhu.

Kong Zhu was stunned when he heard this, and he became anxious.

Thinking of this, he quickly took out something, which was the token he had given to Lin Wanshu before.

Sure enough, when Lin Wanshu saw this thing, his worries were dispelled.

Since he is one of us, it’s easy to talk to him.

Coming to the Futu Sect was not their wish in the first place, so it would be best to leave here with the help of Kongzhu.

Lin Wanshu winked at Mingfan, Leshan and the others, and they followed Kongzhu and turned to leave.

"Wait a minute."

The clan leader beside them suddenly spoke in an unfriendly tone.

"Do you think my Futu Sect is a wine shop or a hotel? How can you come and go as you please?"

Seeing how these people were acting as if they were in an empty place in Futu Sect, the Sect Master got angry.

Do you really think he is dead?!

Kong Zhu exclaimed "Huh", as if he just remembered that there were people behind him.

That attitude is really arrogant.

"Master, there's no need to see us off. We can just go on our own." Kong Zhu said cheerfully, continuing to pull Lin Wanshu and the others forward.

Everyone in the Futu Sect was in disarray.

Are these people fools or crazy? Do they really think that their Buddhist sect is made of paper?

At one moment, under the instruction of the sect leader, overwhelming spiritual power attacked Ming Fan, Le Shan and others.

During this period, he also deliberately avoided Lin Wanshu and Kong Zhu.

Kong Zhu's eyes flashed, and he threw out a magic weapon to dissolve all the attacks, then looked back at the sect leader with a frown.

"Does the Sect Master want to be an enemy of our Soul Palace?"

After saying this, the pressure from the late stage of the Spiritual Transformation Realm was released.

"Humph, that's an interesting thing to say. Does it seem legitimate for the Soul Palace's people to trespass into our Futu Sect?"

The sect leader snorted coldly, and an aura that was no weaker than Kong Zhu emanated from him.

Kong Zhu secretly felt a headache.

Judging from Futu Sect's intention, it was obvious that they did not want to let it go, but he could not ask the young master and others in public.

What happened during this period that could make the usually easy-going Futu Sect so angry?

Kong Zhu looked at Lin Wanshu and suddenly thought of the thunder tribulation he had seen outside the Futu Sect before.

...Such a big noise, could it be caused by them...

Kong Zhu realized it belatedly and looked down.

The disciples of Futu Sect were lying on the ground, and the house... ahem, the house was a little dilapidated in some places.

Kong Zhu raised his eyebrows and signaled with his eyes: "Young Master, you did all this, didn't you?"

Seeing Lin Wanshu responding to him with an embarrassed smile, Kong Zhu's mouth froze.

Very good, the hanging heart is finally dead.

"Haha, the Soul Palace's young master showed up in your Futu Sect for no reason. Who knows what your sect is thinking!"

Kong Zhu stuck out his neck and choked, feeling very confident whether he was right or not.

"You, you guys!"

The elders of the Futu Sect rolled their eyes in anger when they saw how shameless he was.

Several people confronted each other in the air, and the atmosphere was tense for a while.

I didn’t expect Kong Zhu to be so powerful.

Ming Fan and his companions were completely useless in this situation.

Forget it, since Kong Zhu is so good at fighting, just leave everything to him.

Kong Zhu's back teeth were almost broken by this time.

Lin Wanshu alone was easy to deal with, at least he was sure that the Futu Sect would not break off relations with his Soul Palace, but now with Ming Fan and the others added, he was not sure he could take them all away.

But things in this world are unpredictable. There is no despair, often only more despair.

Behind the sect leader, an old man in a crane robe came running hurriedly.