Today is Also a Mudslide That Crosses the World

Seeing that Fang Zhan wanted to pounce on him again, Xing Yun took a step back and said coldly:

Sect Master Fang, I am a disciple of Zixia Sect.

Fang Wenlong was startled, and after a while he said solemnly:

Wu Xuezhen is the granddaughter of the Zixia sect's master. She told me herself that she doesn't know you.

Xingyun squeezed her fist:

Since she doesn't know me, why did she deliberately guide Ling Sun to meet me?

Fang Wenlong thought about it carefully, and it was true. The granddaughter of Wu Yanbai, the lord of the Zixia Sect who had always been at odds with the Xuanji Sect, took the initiative to talk to her grandson today, and she was still sneaking around the corner where the little girl could not see.

Grandpa, I like her

Fang Zhan shook Fang Wenlong's sleeve, his big eyes were full of expectation.

You, you're not making up an excuse, are you? Everyone in the Zixia Sect has put on their ancestral uniforms.

It's the first time I've met such a well-behaved and strong little girl, and most importantly, my baby grandson likes it.

And if what this girl said is true, letting her go back will definitely worsen the relationship with Zixiazong, and maybe she will be blackmailed by Zixiazong because of this.

But if this little girl and her precious grandson are married, there is no need to worry about these things

Seeing Fang Wenlong's unpredictable expression, Xing Yun knew that he didn't intend to let her go.

If he persisted, he might not even have a chance to ask for help.

Xing Yun bit her lips, closed her eyes, and used all her strength to transmit a voice to Jiyue loudly:

Master! Someone is bullying Yun'er!

After shouting, Xing Yun began to use her spiritual power to struggle. She didn't know where she was taken, and she didn't know if the sound transmission to Master was reached.

Smelly girl! No one will come to rescue you even if you shout your throat out! Zhaner, come on!

Fang Wenlong raised his face, while resisting, he said to the little girl in a vicious voice.

oh?

With a cold snort, Fang Wenlong's hand that was about to knock Xing Yun unconscious was forced to stop in mid-air.

Medicine, Lord Yaoxian?

Fang Wenlong let go of the hand that was holding Xing Yun, Xing Yun immediately bypassed Fang Zhan who was about to stop her, and rushed into Jiyue's arms.

Master.

Xing Yun rubbed in her master's arms a little aggrieved.

Jiyue wanted to hug the little girl up in distress, but as soon as she touched the little girl's arm, she heard the little girl gasp in pain.

Jiyue withdrew her hand, her eyes gradually dimmed.

Fang Wenlong on the side was stunned, this little girl was not so delicate when she hit him just now!

The abdomen where he was kicked is still aching!

But if he didn't hold her with one hand, the little girl probably wouldn't be able to hurt him.

Sect Master Fang, for bullying my disciples, this is your 'thank you gift' to repay me in the future? Heh.

Jiyue's heart was boiling with anger, but the expression on her face became more and more severe, and the originally warm aura around her body turned into a chill like a wind knife and frost sword, which made people tremble.

Mistake, misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding, hehehe.

Fang Wenlong never expected that his savior would accept an apprentice, but he was bumped into and bullied by him!

Misunderstand?

The air gradually thinned, torn, and twisted, and suddenly many sharp ice edges that looked like jewels appeared in the midair, with traces of a thorough chill penetrating into the bone marrow.

The storm was engulfed in snowflakes, ice crystals and ice edges that were perfectly shaped like works of art, with the momentum of breaking bamboo, like sharp arrows, engulfing Fang's grandparents who were in the center of the storm.

The wilderness is the branches~