When he instructed people to appear behind his back, Fang Yongxiu, who had never dared to speak up, completely gave up his beliefs and the basic bottom line of being a man in order to get more resources in the future, and casually threw an attack formation at Zhu Lao Er, who had never had any sense of existence around him, and rushed in the direction of the tiger finger fist that fell after Tengyue.

Among the six people, the gloomy Zhu Lao Er belongs to the kind of person who can be said to have no sense of existence at all, compared to the dullness of Jin Lao Wu, he belongs to the kind of mysterious population who has something to appear and nothing to go missing.

was able to appear in today's tumultuous battle, or Hua Sanniang and Fang Yongxiu teamed up to block him for several days before blocking people.

How do you know that he was fighting the enemy with Fang Yongxiu just now, and he was knocked on the back by him at this moment, how could the anger in his heart be suppressed at will.

Don't look at Zhu Lao Er is a woman who likes to disappear often, but compared to Teng Yue, the boss, Hua Sanniang, a woman of five, and Jin Lao Wu, who makes a fortune quietly, and Fang Yongxiu, who always has a lot of careful thoughts but always likes to pretend to be pitiful, the relationship between him and the insidious and vicious Jin Lao Si is better.

Therefore, after Zhu Lao Er was unsuspected, after being attacked by Fang Yongxiu, the first to hold grievances for him was naturally to make several other Jin Lao Si who had many scruples.

"Shaft, suffer death~" Just like his temperament, Jin Laosi, whose magic weapon is the Kanshan knife, found that Fang Yongxiu's small movements were just a moment, and he slashed in his direction.

Jin Laosi's Kanshan knife if it hits with all its might. But even Tengyue, who is alive, will have a headache of three points, not to mention the embroidered pillow of Fang Yongxiu, who is the lowest realm among the six people in terms of cultivation.

The whistling sound of the Kanshan knife. With the piercing wind howling, when he rushed towards him, Fang Yongxiu couldn't see it well, and he was in a nest on the spot, just a donkey rolling, and quickly rolled around on the ground.

Fang Yongxiu, who dodged the blade, got up from the ground in embarrassment. Just as he wanted to be defenseless for a few other people, he snatched the tiger finger fist on the ground in front of him, when he was hit by another wind howling from beside him. Frightened, he hurriedly retracted his hand.

Fortunately, he hid in time, otherwise even if he was a step too late, his fingers would have turned the deep pit in front of him into a cloud of dust.

"Everyone is in such a good mood. Just these things. Not for you to enjoy. ”

A voice like a heavenly sound sounded in her ears, and a woman dressed as a pink corcel fairy quietly landed next to the tiger finger fist stab left by Tengyue in this messy land.

As the woman's footsteps fell gently, the eyes of all the people present were attracted by a dark blue flower in her hand.

After seeing the full appearance of the flower in the woman's hand, the sound of gasping made her laugh out loud.

The woman smiled. Not only did it not cause a ripple in the hearts of those who were cultivating in the place, but they were all pale. I was so scared that I almost lost my soul.

"Blue Demon Queen - Duan Qingran~"

I don't know where a trembling sound floated in.

This voice seemed to have a hint of chill, which made everyone who knew about the Blue Demon shiver fiercely.

Ling Feng in the formation looked at this somewhat familiar woman not far in front of him in confusion, he carefully flipped through the memories of his previous life, but he was confused again and again.

As if sensing the peep in the formation, Duan Qingran looked back with a smile, and when she saw the faces of the people inside clearly through the power of the immortals outside the formation, a trace of cracks quietly crept up on her smiling face.

"Brother Ze? Is that you? Duan Qingran's words, except for Ling Feng in the formation, no one could hear them clearly.

And Ling Feng, who heard Duan Qingran's words clearly, but at this moment, he flipped through the memories hidden deep in his memory, and exclaimed in surprise:

"Little Aunt~"

Duan Qingran, who was thinking about entering the formation and reuniting with his own brother after a long absence, had an intimate hug, was taken aback by the title blurted out by Ling Feng.

"Little aunt? Ah, are you that stinky boy from Fengze? ”

Ling Feng's salutation instantly brought back Duan Qingran, who had a deep habit of cleanliness, to the memories that she had already thrown away from the clouds.

Looking at the nephew in front of him, who looked almost exactly the same as his brother Ze, he had long since lost the appearance of smearing everything on himself when he was a child, he smiled happily, turned his hand and sucked the tiger finger fist that Tengyue left on the ground into his hand, and without looking at the low-level scattered cultivators around him, he came to Ling Feng's side in a flash.

"Huh? What does it taste like? Ling Feng's side, who had just arrived, was blushed by a smell that seemed to be there.

"Oh, you stinky boy, you've really grown up, and you learned from your dad to mess around."

After understanding, Duan Qingran, who was angry, went up and pinched Ling Feng's ears fiercely, remembering the memories of his good sister Bai Feng, who was abducted by his own bastard brother when he was defenseless, this time he completely forgot, and wanted to ask his nephew, who had been missing for a long time, what happened all these years.

Ling Feng, who had recovered the memory of his previous life, looked at his little aunt with a red face and angry appearance, where did he not understand that he was just caring about coming out for his junior sister as soon as possible, and he didn't think of dispelling the smell between the two of them first.

"Little aunt, little aunt, you let go of your hand first, let's talk slowly if we have something to say~" Ling Feng hugged his aunt's hand and grabbed his ear, whether he was crying or laughing, he could only beg for mercy helplessly.

Duan Qingran, who was shocked back by his nephew's begging for mercy, looked at the red and somewhat scary ears on his hands, snorted, and then slowly put down his hand.

"Hmph, after all these years, where did you run away for my mother, stinky boy? Do you know how worried I've been about you all these years, or have I? You've been chasing other girls' girls all these years? That's why there's no movement? ”

"Little aunt, it's really hard to make up for your brain." Ling Feng felt that he was about to be wrongfully killed, looking at the fierce little aunt, remembering that when he saw her outside for the first time just now, he was stunned by the appearance of most of the continent's scattered cultivation, and a faint sense of foreboding came to his heart.

(To be continued.) )