The wind black beast in the "chirping" ring seemed to sense the girl's arrival, flapped its huge wings, and instantly came behind the girl, and gently chattered the girl's back skirt with the sharp corners of its mouth

"Hmph, Xiaofeng, you don't take it again, don't talk about my skirt" The girl smiled sweetly, then turned around softly, and gently patted Xiaofeng's hairy head with her right hand

"Chirp" Xiaofeng hurriedly shrank his stupid head back, widened its pitiful eyes, and looked at the girl pleadingly

"Oh, I don't blame you" In the face of Xiao Feng's fascinated eyes, the girl couldn't get angry every time, and gently touched the little beast's stupid head with her hand, the girl's beautiful face was full of reluctance, Xiao Feng's head was really easy to touch

"Hehe, Xiaofeng, don't scratch my palms with your tongue, hehe"

The wind gently blew away your soft hair, and your smile was clearly imprinted into my eyes under the light of the flames, filling my fragile heart bit by bit, fearless love, fearless sin, until the next dawn, do you see the light?

Zhan Hongtian wanted to quietly leave the martial arts arena at this time, he now had an urge to leave, maybe he was wrong, was he really wrong, the person who killed his father was Huo Shuo, the third son of Lihuo City, maybe the people of the Ouyang family didn't know, maybe Ouyang Qingxue didn't know, maybe the people of Tianyang Sect didn't know, maybe, maybe, many people didn't know

Revenge, and hatred has nothing to do with people, whether it is attachment or nature, desire or reluctance in the heart

Sighing slightly, Zhan Hongtian stood up, glanced at Ouyang Zizi who was fighting fiercely on the stage, stepped on heavy steps, and slowly walked towards the outside of the martial arts arena, you know that once you leave, you will not have anything to do with the Ouyang family in this life, at this time, there are many people who leave the martial arts arena, but they are not really leaving, but, find a place where no one can vent the anger in their hearts, after all, ordinary people can already burn high incense in the face of the beauty that goes near and far

However, just as Zhan Hongtian was about to step out of the door of the martial arts arena, he stopped, because he saw a person, a person he could never forget in his life, he was wearing a light yellow shirt on his upper body, a dark blue short-sleeved shirt on his lower body, and he was limping towards the middle of the martial arts arena with a single wooden cane in his hand

Zhan Qingfeng, Brother Zhan, he is not dead, Zhan Hongtian's mood at this time can be imagined, he is excited, that's right, if the eldest brother is still alive, what about the father, is the father also alive, Zhan Hongtian wanted to rush up and give the lonely back a hug, however, he still held back, with his current identity, recognition is not a confidant, but a doubt, deeply suppressing the excitement in his heart, Zhan Hongtian followed the back closely, and slowly returned to the martial arts arena again, Zhan Qingfeng found a position to stand behind, Looking at the competition in the ring lightly, the figure was indescribable, Zhan Hongtian stood in the crowd not far from Zhan Qingfeng, silently looking at this big brother, with indescribable pain in his heart

At this time, there were fierce battles in the ring, and people were constantly injured, and even many of them were seriously missing arms and legs

"The end of the fight" I don't know when, the butler of the Ouyang family has come to the ring, and waved his sleeves at the Ouyang disciples who were fighting fiercely in the ring, only to see a strong wind whistling by, and several Ouyang Shizi, who had fainted from the battle, were driven by this strong wind to stop the weapons they were waving

"Chirp" didn't wait for everyone to stand firm, and another strong wind followed, making the Ouyang family arrogant and embarrassed

"I'm relying on" Ouyang Bang scolded, his body was unbalanced, rolling his fat short body, and quickly walked towards the edge of the ring

"Xiaofeng, you are still making trouble" Ouyang Qingxue kicked the wind black beast that was flapping its wings with her snow-white legs, and with a flicker of her body, she came to the path of Ouyang Impact, stretched out her delicate jade hand and lifted the fat man who was rolling, "Brother Nine, are you okay?"

Oh my God, I, I'm not dreaming, this ninth brother called, at this time, Ouyang Zhen felt that his soul had been called away, and it took a long time to come back to his senses, looking at the fairy-like cousin in front of him, the lower part that was usually as hard as iron, and at this time it was as soft as a sand bubble

"I, I, I'm fine, cousin, cousin is really you"

"Oh, it's me, Brother Nine, you're so strange," Ouyang Qingxue wondered

"Yes, yes, yes, I'm weird"

"Huh"