Fan Xueyi recognized that it was Fan Qingyun's voice, and secretly said that it was not good in her heart, and immediately secretly mobilized her spiritual power to be on guard.

"Haha...... Xueyi, Dad knows that you will definitely come to see Donghan. Fan Qingyun was dressed in Xuanfu and slowly fell into the encirclement of all the disciples, in front of Fan Xueyi.

At this time, Fan Qingyun looked no different from the past at first glance, but if you look at his expression carefully, you will find that those eyes are brighter than before, but there is also a faint kind of madness.

After meeting Fan Qingyun's eyes, Fan Xue looked at Wenle behind her with a defensive look, suspecting that he was deliberately arranged by Fan Qingyun to lure her here.

Wen Le, who was worshipping, got up with a blank face, and timidly called Fan Qingyun, "Master." ”

"Hmph!" Fan Qingyun snorted coldly and scolded angrily, "You traitor. ”

Fan Qingyun's hand lightly grabbed in the air, and a spirit bullet formed in his hand, slamming towards Wenle.

"Be careful. Seeing that Fan Qingyun was attacking Wenle, Fan Xueyi immediately sent out another spirit bullet into the air, which just hit Fan Qingyun's spirit bullet towards Wenle.

When Fan Xueyi sent out a spirit bullet to rescue Wen Le, Fan Qingyun released the god lock hidden in his sleeve and flew towards Fan Xueyi, when Fan Xueyi noticed it, it was too late to make any resistance, and the god lock quickly wound up when it came into contact with Fan Xueyi's body.

Fan Xueyi immediately mobilized the spiritual power in her body to try to break free, but found that at the same time as the spiritual power was released, it was all absorbed by the Binding God Lock, she struggled for a while, and finally gave up, and the only remaining eye glared at Fan Qingyun.

"There's no way you're going to break free from this lock. Fan Qingyun stepped forward with his hands in his hands, with a victorious attitude, "Xueyi, did you come back alone?

Fan Xueyi turned her head slightly, squinted her eyes and looked at Fan Qingyun with a hint of ridicule: "Where is my mother, does it have anything to do with you?"

Violent anger surged in Fan Qingyun's eyes, and in a flash, he had come to Fan Xueyi's face, and the old rough but extremely powerful right hand had already choked Fan Xueyi's throat.

Fan Xueyi immediately felt a feeling of retching and suffocation, and couldn't help but show a painful look.

"I'm asking you, and you just answer obediently, where is your mother Lan Xi?" Fan Qingyun roared angrily.

Fan Xueyi also glared at Fan Qingyun angrily, opened her mouth, and didn't say a word except for a large gasp.

Wen Le, who was rescued by Fan Xueyi, looked very nervous when he saw this scene, although he was behind the two, he could see Fan Xueyi's side face that was already red, if Fan Qingyun used a little force, she would die.

"Master......"

As soon as Wen Le opened his mouth to intercede for Fan Xueyi, he was immediately glared at by Fan Qingyun angrily, and hit with a palm, Fan Qingyun's palm was extremely powerful, shattering Wen Le's heart, Wen Le spit out a mouthful of blood, stared at a pair of big eyes, and fell down.

is the same as Dong Han, he was killed by the division and died without looking away.

Fan Xueyi heard the voice behind her and wanted to look back, but her neck was pinched by Fan Qingyun, and it was extremely difficult to turn her head, gradually, her face began to turn from red to blue, and finally began to roll her eyes upwards, seeing that Fan Xueyi was about to faint to death, Fan Qingyun's big hand was loosened, and Fan Xueyi immediately fell down.

Fan Xueyi, who fell to the ground, began to cough violently, stirring up the dust hidden in the accumulated leaves, and after inhaling the dust, she coughed more violently.

"Xue Yi, let me ask you, do you know the whereabouts of Ao Tianju?" Fan Qingyun asked, staring at Fan Xueyi, who was embarrassed at his feet.

"Ahem......" Fan Xueyi coughed several times in a row before it finally subsided, Fan Qingyun just asked about Lan Xi, most likely because of Aotian Decision, now that Lan Xi is outside the Liuyun Sect, she can no longer let Lan Xi be in danger, Fan Xueyi raised her head and squinted at Fan Qingyun, and said coldly: "Aotian Decision, in my hands." ”

Fan Qingyun, who learned the whereabouts of Aotian Decision, immediately burst into fine eyes, and shot towards Fan Xueyi, he bent down and grabbed Fan Xueyi's collar and pulled her up, and his excited beard was about to fly: "Say, where is it? Where is Aotian Decision?"

Fan Xueyi snorted coldly and turned her head away: "Do you think I will tell you?"

Fan Qingyun looked at Fan Xueyi with slight surprise for a while, and then showed a cruel smile: "I have a way to make you speak." Come on, carry her back to me. ”

Fan Qingyun gave an order, and the two disciples of the Liuyun Sect immediately put away their swords and walked over, and one of them lifted Fan Xueyi up with one head as if they were carrying goods.

The person in charge of carrying Fan Xueyi's feet honestly brushed off Fan Xueyi's socks with both hands, and rubbed Fan Xueyi's white jade-like ankles with his fingers.

Fan Xueyi was furious, moved her feet hard, and shouted: "Scum, get out, don't touch me!"

This movement alarmed Fan Qingyun, who was walking in front, and he glanced back, and the disciple immediately restrained his movements and lowered his head without speaking. Fan Qingyun's gaze only glanced at the disciple and did not linger on him for long, he looked at Fan Xueyi without blinking, and a trace of cruel playfulness flashed in his eyes.

Fan Xueyi saw all this in her eyes, and an inexplicable horror arose in her heart.

Fan Qingyun smiled suddenly, slightly raised the corners of her lips and leaned down towards Fan Xueyi.

The face of a wrinkled middle-aged and elderly uncle was getting closer and closer in front of him, Fan Xueyi frowned, and said in horror: "Fan Qingyun, what do you want to do?"

The smile on the corner of Fan Qingyun's mouth deepened, and he finally leaned into Fan Xueyi's ear, and whispered with devilish malice in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "You say, if I reward you to my disciples and make you a lowly woman who can be a man, will you tell me where the arrogant heaven is?"

The words made Fan Xueyi's already small eyes look bigger, she slowly turned her head to look at Fan Qingyun, and cursed viciously: "Fan Qingyun, you are the real scumbag." ”

"Hehe......"

Fan Qingyun chuckled, raised his hand and stroked the tender right half of Fan Xueyi's face, Fan Xueyi turned her face disgustingly to dodge, but she couldn't avoid Fan Qingyun's hand.

"You're wrong, if I'm really a scumbag, I should have been able to get the Aotian decision when I rescued you back, and I wouldn't have let you live in the Liuyun Sect for so many years. Fan Qingyun said predictively, "Thank you so much, daddy's baby daughter, if it weren't for the fact that you gave me the fake Aotian Decision and made me become what I am now, I still can't tear off that layer of moral false disguise, I will use all means to let you tell me where the Aotian Decision is." Fan Qingyun's hand slid down Fan Xueyi's cheek to her chin, pinched her and let go of her.

"You're not my dad, don't say it's so disgusting. Being humiliated like this by an old man like Fan Qingyun, Fan Xue was angry.

Fan Qingyun, who had already gotten up, turned around after hearing Fan Xueyi's words, put it into her ear again and said, "Yes, you are not my daughter, in fact, when you go out, this face is still a good body, why don't you be the first, let me taste it?"