Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

"You said they have no father or mother? Are they lonely and widowed, which is unlucky?"

Fang Chen looked at Duan Lingxiao and smiled.

"I……"

Duan Lingxiao was choked for a moment and couldn't speak at all. All he felt was panic.

"Fang, fellow Daoist Fang, can you..."

Just when the atmosphere was a little cold, Duan Lingkong finally spoke and looked at Fang Xiaotian as if asking for help.

"It was because of your face that he was not killed by Mr. Huang's sword."

Fang Xiaotian smiled, "But it's true that he insulted my family, so I'll cut off his arm again. How about that as an explanation?"

After saying this, Fang Xiaotian looked at Fang Chen with a look of inquiry in his eyes.

"It's up to you to decide."

Fang Chen smiled and nodded.

Break another arm?

The middle-aged man and Duan Lingxiao breathed a sigh of relief. As long as they could save their lives, this was nothing.

Duan Lingkong showed gratitude, cupped his hands and said:

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Fang."

Fang Xiaotian nodded lightly, walked up to Duan Lingxiao, swung his sword and slashed, and his right arm was immediately severed at shoulder level.

"Brother Fang is still kind-hearted, why haven't you thanked Brother Fang yet?"

Lao Sheng glanced at the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man immediately took Duan Lingxiao to kowtow to thank him, and he breathed a long sigh of relief.

"How about this."

Fang Chen waved his hand gently, and saw the power of Mu Xing slowly condensed into a wheelchair.

"Since Lao Huang broke his legs, I will give him a wheelchair."

Someone suddenly felt that the big man in front of him was easy to talk to, and even wanted to give Duan Lingxiao a wheelchair.

But the Sixth Prince and others saw some clues in it, and couldn't help being secretly frightened.

The meaning of this wheelchair is not simple.

"From now on, you will be in a wheelchair."

Fang Chen looked at Duan Lingxiao and smiled.

"wheelchair……"

The middle-aged man suddenly realized, with a wry smile on his face, and hugged Duan Lingxiao directly.

"Thank you, Senior Fang."

"Thank you, Senior Fang."

Duan Lingxiao forced a smile.

Behind the smile is endless sadness.

The other party gave him this wheelchair with only one meaning.

He can no longer use other means to reconnect his legs, or even his arms. From now on, he can only use this wheelchair to access various occasions.

If there is any violation, the monk in white may be able to destroy the Duan family without even needing this person to come forward.

"I think it's time for the Duan family to change its head in the future. Let the young people come up. The older generation should stop occupying the latrine and give the young people a chance."

Laosheng smiled.

Everyone was slightly shocked, was this going to replace the head of the Duan family?

They looked at the middle-aged man with a hint of pity.

"yes……"

The middle-aged man suppressed the sadness in his heart, nodded slowly, and then looked at Duan Lingkong:

"Lingkong, from now on..."

He is not stupid, he can see that Lao Sheng intends to let Duan Lingkong take over, and if Duan Lingkong had not been involved in this matter today, he would play a buffering role.

I'm afraid Duan's fate won't be resolved so easily.

"Wait a moment."

Huang Wuji interrupted the middle-aged man's words, then went to Fang Chen and whispered a few words.

But Lao Sheng and some nearby monks heard it clearly.

"This kid has a lot of talent and can be taken away."

Swish——

Countless eyes fell on Duan Lingkong, including envy, jealousy, and yearning.

To be taken away by such a being, the future is undoubtedly much better than staying in the Duan family.

Is it the talent of a swordsman?

Fang Chen's eyes fell on Duan Lingkong. Others didn't know what Huang Wuji meant, but he knew.

The talent Huang Wuji mentioned must be related to sword cultivation. How could an ordinary monk fall into his eyes.

Duan Lingkong discovered that this person's eyes were obviously gray and white, and he looked like a blind man, but he felt like he was being seen through every part of his body, and a chill ran down his back.

"Boy, I think your talent is pretty good. Do you want to come with us?"

Huang Wuji smiled lightly.

"Come, let's go with you all? Where are you going..."

Duan Lingkong was slightly startled.

"Don't ask where you are going. I want to accept you as a disciple. If you are willing, just kneel down and kowtow."

Huang Wuji said lightly.

The middle-aged man thought that after this battle, the Duan family would be insulted by various families. He never thought that in a turn of events, his son Duan Lingkong would get such an opportunity! ?

He couldn't help but send a message: "Lingkong, quickly kneel down and become your disciple! This is your opportunity, and it is also my Duan family's opportunity!"

Duan Lingkong has noticed the gazes of many people, and even envy has slowly turned into jealousy, and he is not sure what he has encountered.

Without saying a word, he knelt down and made nine noises.

After he stood up, Huang Wuji asked him to follow him.

Then he left here with Fang Chen and Lao Sheng.

When leaving, Duan Lingkong still couldn't believe it, and his mind was empty and confused.

"Sixth Prince, that..."

The middle-aged man waited until Fang Chen and the others left completely before he dared to speak.

The Sixth Prince didn't want to pay attention to him at first, but when he thought that Duan Lingkong became a disciple of Huang Wuji, it meant that Duan had an inextricable relationship with Fang Core of the Jueming Shrine, so he smiled and said:

"You, this is a blessing in disguise. Fortunately, the sons you gave birth to are both stupid and smart."

Duan Lingxiao lowered his head with a red face.

"That core party is the core disciple of Jueming Shrine. You can ask Lingkong yourself later, let me tell you this.

The core disciples of Jueming Shrine, the weakest and weakest in cultivation, can still fight to a draw with the Sixth Transformation Immortal.

Many of them have methods that have surpassed rank six. "

The Sixth Prince said calmly: "In the eyes of others, our Zuiyuanxing is just a grain of sand on the beach. As long as they want to, they can easily wipe out everything here, including you and me."

"hiss--"

The middle-aged man had no idea that there was such a force in the world, but he believed that the Sixth Prince would not exaggerate in such matters.

"It must be a force from outside. No wonder..."

He subconsciously looked towards Qing Mingzhong. In the Dasheng Dynasty, the means of leaving here were always controlled by Dasheng.

Families like the Duan family don't actually know much about the outside world, they only hear about it occasionally.

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In the splendid hall, Lao Sheng planned to entertain Fang Chen and others with great fanfare this time, but was stopped by Fang Chen.

"Laosheng, I won't stay too long this time. I am here to take away the two brothers and sisters."

Fang Chen looked at Fang Xiaotian and Fang Xiaohua, with a smile on his face.

"Then, then I..."

Lao Sheng rubbed his hands.

"If you are willing, of course you can go together, but I cannot promise that you will get the immortal book if you follow me.

Just say that a few years ago, we fought for the No. 97 Ancient Forbidden Zone, and many core players died. "

Fang Chen said: "If you stay here, at least there won't be much danger."

Even the core members have died a lot, which means that the safety of the non-staff monks is even more worrying. After explaining this, the other party is still willing to leave, so let's take them away together.

"I'm willing. I'm just waiting to die here. If I go out with my brother and have a try, maybe I can live another life!"

Lao Sheng didn't hesitate at all. He had been waiting for this day for many years!

"Brother Xiaotian is leaving too? Where is he going? Is it far away..."

Sheng Wu, who had been listening, finally couldn't help but speak.