Rebirth of the Xuanmen Supreme

Pi's earth-shattering cries attracted villagers with a radius of [-] meters, including Pi's parents, grandma, uncles and aunts. Everyone crowded into the small courtyard of Zhu Xiyan's house, facing a group of Han Jingyun pointed with an indifferent face.

As for Han Jingyun, he has no time to pay attention to these people at all. He is still feeling the shock of spiritual power in his body. The moment he opened his eyes just now, his spiritual power has directly recovered to [-]%, and this [-]% spiritual power is enough for him to restore All the defects in this body can also allow him to use some Taoist techniques that he knew in his previous life.

This was definitely a surprise, no matter what, he would never have imagined that his spiritual power would recover to [-]% under such inexplicable circumstances.

Han Jingyun looked up at the sky. In the clear sky, the flowing white clouds seemed to be waving their wings, greeting him, and celebrating his breakthrough.

His state of completely forgetting himself and him lasted until the moment a finger poked his forehead. Han Jingyun, who was defenseless, was poked back without any accident, and he was not light or heavy. There was a knock on the door, and then he lay down on the ground.

Zhu Xiyan, who just got the news and drove home, looked at this appearance, and his face sank immediately.

"Stop!" Zhu Xi strode forward, pulled Han Jingyun into his arms, and checked up and down distressedly, for fear that he was hurt somewhere, while asking anxiously: "Is there any pain in Xiaoyun? "

Han Jingyun was a little dazed for a moment, but he still didn't speak, but just stared at the person who was hugging him.

"What can he say if he is a mute? As soon as you come back, you only know to protect this little mute and don't look at it. Who is the real sufferer? Look, look, my mountain baby has been made into such a virtue, Where did you bump into, can your father afford it?"

"That's right, I don't know where this little mute came from, and he can't speak, so maybe he has a lot of bad water in his heart!"

"Oh my god, my Shanwa is such a child, he was scared like this, what happened..."

The parents of the leather children showed their own special abilities, and the virtue of rolling around, as if their children had only one breath left.

Zhu Xiyan is usually a kind person. Even if the villagers take advantage of his family, he never cares. He can say anything, but he can't bully his family Xiaoyun.

Xiao Yun's life experience is already pitiful enough, how could he be willing to let others bully him?

"Enough! This is my yard. I closed the gate well when I went out. How did your mountain baby come in? My Xiaoyun will not take the initiative to open the door for others. This is carrying a bucket of mud. Xiaoyun playing tricks, right?" Zhu Xiyan usually speaks in a gentle and polite manner, but once he becomes fierce, his aura is not bad at all. Facing the siege of such a group of people, he is not at all inferior.

"Didn't you see that the mud was poured on my baby? Why did you accuse my baby instead? Oh, it's unreasonable..."

Shanwa's mother began to howl again, purely dry howls, louder and louder, and it hurt people's brains.

Zhu Xiyan frowned slightly unconsciously, and was about to say something more, when he heard a slightly hoarse child's voice coming from his arms.

"It was he who was carrying a bucket of mud and wanted to splash it on me. As a result, I suddenly opened my eyes and looked at him. He was frightened and fell on his own head. I didn't move him."

Han Jingyun didn't take the blame, and immediately told the matter clearly, staring at Zhu Xiyan without blinking, and Zhu Xiyan was also staring at him without blinking.

Uh, obviously frightened.

"Ah, Xiaoyun, you can talk!"