The young man in white shirt stood quietly without saying a word, but he had a strange sense of presence.

No one could ignore where he stood.

In terms of temperament, he is very similar to Mo Liancheng.

When Gong Zhen saw the young man in white shirt was silent, he quietly retreated and stood behind him. As for the young man in purple robe outside the door, someone had already restrained him, and it was too late to save him. However, the other man only restrained him and did not hurt anyone.

life.

In this battle between the old man and Zhan Zhonghong, both of them obviously showed restraint.

The two of them did not fight with all their strength, otherwise, the courtyard would have been destroyed long ago. However, this restraint of cultivation by both sides was not voluntary, but necessary. In Moyang Kyoto, two masters of the Qingxuan position wanted to

It's impossible to have a good fight.

"That person is the old head of the Zhan family?" The young man in white shirt raised his long eyebrows slightly, "He can actually tie with Uncle Rong."

"Zhan Zhonghong is said to be in the late Qingxuan period."

"I know, you will know it when you see the blue profound energy on his body."

"Well..." Gong Zhen said nothing more.

Then, the young man's expression remained unchanged, but his voice was deliberately lowered, and he said: "Now, how do you want to solve it?" With his calm and majestic posture, who would know how bitter he is in his heart?! Really

You shouldn't have just listened to that big idiot and come here rashly.

I have no words to ask, are we really going to be thrown out like that idiot today? It’s so embarrassing!!!

Yu Fengchu's vicious eyes had already seen the situation clearly.

Zhan Zhonghong blocked Uncle Rong. He had read correctly just now. Zhan Zhonghong was kneeling in front of a young man. With just one sentence, Zhan Zhonghong came out and threw someone. But he could let a late-stage Qingxuan master kill him.

Yu Fengchu would not think that the person who is kneeling is worse than the person who is kneeling.

Of the four of us, Uncle Rong is the one with the highest level of cultivation.

And Uncle Rong was stopped so easily...

This Qi'an Hall is clearly a dragon's pond and a tiger's den!

Just at this moment, two maids entered the courtyard. Then, behind the maids was a handsome young man, who was exactly what Yu Fengchu had seen outside - Qin Ling. Qin Ling was dressed in a simple blue robe.

Although it can't be called very good, it makes people feel like a jade tree in the wind and a viburnum blooming.

The long black hair was hanging down, and she stepped in gracefully.

Unexpectedly, he and his maid kept their eyes open as they passed through the courtyard, bypassed the fight, passed Yu Feng and Chu, stepped onto the steps, pushed the door open and went in.

Bringing food?!

In Kyoto, the Zhan family did not leave many relatives.

Following Mo Liancheng were the ancestors and grandsons of Zhan Zhonghong, and more than a dozen of the exhibition's confidants.

Qin Ling's status as Mo Liancheng's apprentice is very special.

The door was pushed open but not closed again, and the maid could be seen outside setting food.

After a while, a man and a woman came out hand in hand. They sat at the table and started eating, really ignoring the situation outside. Mo Liancheng just listened and said lightly: "It's too noisy outside. Let them all be quiet."

"As soon as he said these words, he waved his hand!

In an instant, light and shadow flashed!

Then there was a dull sound, like something piercing into the flesh, and then the old man who had just fought with Zhan Zhonghong fell to the ground in mid-air. He struggled a few more times and couldn't move! However, a picture

The old face has changed, including embarrassment, shame, anger, complexity... and awe!
Chapter completed!