Wen Wuwei hummed. Anyway, it was impossible for him to let his wife and children leave.

"hehe."

Bai Changfeng just sneered twice. Don’t this old guy know that it’s different from the past?

Yes, when Wen Wuwei went to the Medicine Gate that day, the people from the Holy Land had already left. This old guy was also worried about his son's illness and was not interested in anything else, so he naturally didn't know the relationship between Bai Yan and the Holy Land.

At this moment, a calm voice broke through the sky and fell into everyone's ears.

"What happened to the Fantasy Mansion? Who wants to deal with the Fantasy Mansion together? Hey, Bai Changfeng, are you here too?"

Outside the door, two old laughter came.

As everyone turned their eyes and saw two old men walking slowly.

One of these two old men, one of whom had white hair and a yellow robe, and the other was dressed in dark blue, with a faint smile on his face.

only……

When these two old men saw Bai Changfeng, they were stunned at first, and then they felt a little annoyed.

Didn’t they just want to help their disciples? They were snatched by this old guy again?

"Ren Yi, Qiu Shurong, why are you here?" Wen Wuwei frowned slightly.

Bai Changfeng was invited by him, why are these two old guys coming uninvited?

And looking at their hostile eyes when they looked at Bai Changfeng just now, it must have nothing to do with Bai Changfeng.

"We are looking for someone, it seems that there is no need now," Ren Yi laughed twice. His eyes turned and fell on the woman in red in the crowd, with a sad look. "Girl, you came to the Immortal Mansion alone, why don't you tell us? Don't you regard us old guys as masters?"

Master...Master?

There was silence in the presence.

Wen Wuwei's face froze, and his mind started to rotate rapidly.

Ren Yi has a high status in the Holy Land, but he must consider whether the Holy Land Holy Land will make a big fight for these two old men?

After all, if the three forces fight, it is not a trivial matter.

Just as Wen Wuwei thought about all the possibilities several times, Qiu Shurong also sighed: "Baby disciple, you are so impulsive. I still don't know what kind of virtues these people in the Illusion House are? Before coming, the Holy Lord told me not to let you be wronged. If you suffer from grievances, remember to go back and tell him that he will come to vent his anger for you!"

Bai Yan felt warm in her heart. She had indeed received a lot of care during her years in the holy land.

"Don't worry, I won't be wronged," Bai Yan smiled, "Let me introduce you first. These two are masters I recognize in the Illusion Mansion, and they treat me very well."

Ren Yi and Qiu Shurong raised their eyebrows one after another: "It seems that the members of our master group have added again? Not bad, we have added up to be enough to overwhelm Bai Changfeng."

Bai Changfeng snorted and carried his back with one hand: "Even if there are more people, I am Yan'er's grandfather and my blood relative!"

No one can compare to this point.

Zhongnan twitched the corners of his mouth. He coughed twice, and laughed: "We are all Yan'er's masters, so we don't have to be polite. However, as far as I know, you guys seem to be unable to cultivate an eighth-grade alchemist."

Eighth grade alchemist?

The two old men were stunned and looked at Bai Yan in surprise. This girl had already broken through to the eighth grade.

Before these two doubts could be asked, they heard a sound of ghosts crying and wolf howling from beside them.

"Yue'er, I know I'm wrong, don't leave me..."

Wen Wuwei cried and hugged Jun Tianyue's thighs, and said with tears in his eyes.
Chapter completed!