"Get out!"

The man showed that he had already climbed to the gate of heaven, although he didn't use much strength on his feet, but Liu Erxie fell to the ground in response, and after rolling on the ground twice, he stood up with Niu Maocai's support, and the corners of his mouth overflowed with bloodshots.

"Humph!"

Zhang Wuling frowned, how could he tolerate the man's misdeeds in Luoxia Mountain, and with a shake of his body, he arrived in front of the man, grabbed the man's neck, and the blazing Dan fire spread out from his hands, and the smell of meat immediately floated in the air.

"Killed?" Zhang Wuling looked at Fennel.

"You dare!" Before Fennel could speak, the man spoke in a hoarse voice, although his life was in the hands of others, his tone still sounded arrogant, "If you dare to touch me, you will all be splashed with blood on the spot! Our son-in-law's family and the city lord of Qingqiu City are old friends, and my son-in-law will be the guest of honor in the city lord's mansion when he goes to Qingqiu City!"

"Oh, the identity is really not small!" Fennel looked like an idiot, glanced at the man, and turned to Zhang Wuling and said, "If he kicks the second evil brother, his cultivation will be abolished." ”

"Okay!" Zhang Wuling nodded, raised the man high with one hand, and slapped the man's dantian position with the other.

Rumble!

The man's legs trembled, his eyes rolled white, and his burly body was like a bloated noodle, hanging in Zhang Wuling's hand, and then he was thrown aside by Zhang Wuling like garbage.

"You're in trouble!"

"What he said is true!"

"His son-in-law's family does have a friendship with Lord Qiandeng!"

When the people in line saw the scene that had just happened, they immediately became noisy, and the eyes of Fennel and the others were full of sympathy, as if they were looking at a dead person.

"Hey. Fennel sighed, "It's better to have a relationship with my brother, but to say that you have a relationship with Qiandeng, hehe." ”

"Brother Erxie, are you okay?" Fennel walked up to Liu Erxie and asked.

Zhang Wuling had also already fed Liu Er's evil elixir.

"It's fine. Liu Erye spat at the man to the end, "It's really tired of being so arrogant on the old land!"

"Who do you say are tired of living?"

As soon as Liu Er's evil words came out, a voice came from afar.

The queue also divided into a wide road.

A gorgeously dressed son-in-law, holding two good-looking female cultivators, walked over under the watchful eye of the public, with a rather imposing appearance.

It's just a pity that this boy is pale and depressed, obviously loyal to some wonderful exercise, overdrawn his body, not like he came by himself, but like he was framed by those two female cultivators.

In the night, like a dying man.

Fennel and the others didn't look at the grand appearance of Brother Gongzi, but they looked at a middle-aged man who was following Brother Gongzi closely, and their brows were furrowed.

The middle-aged man walked with his head down, and his appearance was not good.

But it is like a sharp blade hidden in a sheath, and the whole body is filled with a dangerous aura.

Fennel and the others couldn't see through that person's cultivation for a while.

"Ghost senior, are those people in trouble?"

Qi Fatzi and the others arrived later, standing next to a boulder, looking at the scene that was happening, and asked the ghost fog.

They also knew about the ghost fog possession Zhang Meng for a long time.

Not to mention anything else, when Zhou Yutong's attic was haunted, they learned about the ghost fog from Zhou Yutong's mouth, and they also helped Zhou Yutong keep an eye on the ghost fog.

Ghost Mist stared at the middle-aged man, nodded, and didn't say much, but his brows were equally furrowed, with a hint of worry.

"Shall we help them?"

Zuo Shixiu immediately opened his mouth.

In his opinion, Fennel and the others obviously don't have the strength to compete with others, but the ghost fog can definitely be, after all, it is a terrifying existence that almost turned Qingqiu City upside down with his own strength!

Zuo Shixiu also owes Meng Fan a favor.

Zhengyang sent Uncle Cang and others to Qingqiu City to pick up his cousin Zuo Shidao and go home, provoked Meng Fan, and was punished as a hard labor in the construction of Qingqiu City.

As soon as the words of the request came out, Zuo Shixiu heard the ghost mist say coldly: "I can't care." ”

Zuo Shixiu was shocked.

Qi Fatzi and Diao Lihe were also taken aback at the same time.

The ghost fog can't be controlled, could it be that the middle-aged man is a powerhouse in the Immortal Realm?

It's not just the early days of immortality?

Because the ghost mist was injured again, after this period of recuperation, the cultivation has also recovered a lot, right?

Zuo Shixiu thought to himself, Meng Fan's favor could not be repaid this time.

Qi Fatzi was a little gloating, wanting to watch Fennel and the others being bullied.

After living in the green bamboo forest for a while, Diao Lihan, whose face was even thinner, leaned on the boulder expressionlessly, clasped his hands, and looked like he had nothing to do with himself.

The ghost fog doesn't care.

Meng Fan must not be able to control it when he comes.

Unless Meng Fan brings some of Qingqiu's combat power resources over.

"Brother Wuling, what should I do?" fennel whispered to Zhang Wuling.

"Find a way to maneuver, if you can't do it, you can only fight, waiting for the little deputy palace master to come over. Zhang Wuling secretly turned his cultivation, and the muscles on his body tightened, how could he have expected that at this time, this place would encounter hard stubble.

The moonlight sprinkled on the mirror-like cliff of glow, dissolving from the illusion.

The son-in-law, who was holding the two female cultivators, got closer and closer, and finally walked in front of Fennel and the others, and a powerful depressing aura permeated from behind him, making people breathe miserable.

"Click!"

Liu Erxie reached behind his back and took out the strange-shaped machete.

A layer of white mist was diffused on Shangguan Ning's body, and her delicate body was faintly illusory.

Peony, who had been silent, gripped the hilt of the sword tightly with her hand.

Niu Maocai rubbed his hand on his body, looked around, and regretted that he didn't bring the pig over......

Everyone's expressions were extremely solemn, and they were extremely looking forward to Meng Fan coming over quickly.

The current crisis can be solved by no one except Meng Fan.

But he was also worried that Meng Fan just came alone, or brought Zhou Yutong with him, so he was afraid that he would not be the opponent of the middle-aged man......

"You can't fight! If you fight, you'll die!"

Fennel glanced at her companion beside her, bit her soft lip, took a step forward, and looked directly at the miserable white face of the young brother, and the monks who were waiting for the trial of Luoxia Mountain to open also looked over, adding an extra depressing feeling to the atmosphere.

"They're finished!"

"I can't escape this catastrophe!"

"Men will die, women will be playthings. ”

Some voices whispered through the crowd.

Most of them had been bullied by that son's brother, and they sweated for Fennel and the others.

And those two female cultivators, who were also snatched from among them by the young brother, are not only these two female cultivators, they have been changed a few times, and the female cultivators who have been replaced have disappeared, and I don't know if they are still alive.

The nun looked at Fennel and the others and lowered her head.

There was a hint of sympathy in his eyes.

Brother Gongzi didn't look at Zhang Wuling and the others, but looked at fennel, Shangguan Ning, and peony directly, and the corners of his mouth rose and rose, squeezing out an uncomfortable smile, "Yo, it's beautiful and delicious!"

PS: The third update is sent, where did everyone go to play today?

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