The person who dared to break in was none other than Luo Tiannan, the son of Luo Zhengbei, the great elder of the Luo family.

It is not a secret that Luo Tiannan likes Luo Yubing in the Luo family, Luo Tiannan also asked his father to go to the patriarch to propose marriage, but Luo Yubing strongly objected after learning about it and refused to marry Luo Tiannan, so this matter can only be stopped.

Pickling girls requires extremely high talent and perseverance, as a playboy, Luo Tiannan knows this deeply, and he did not give up after being rejected, and still played stalking.

Zong Wusheng followed the voice and looked back, but saw a handsome man dressed in snow-white brocade and wearing a black ribbon around his waist, standing like a spear five feet outside the gauze curtain. Na Luo Tiannan glared angrily, staring at Zong Wusheng in the curtain. If the eyes could kill, Zong Wusheng would have already broken his body on the spot.

"I'm asking Gongzi Zong to paint, you give me out!" Luo Yubing is concerned about the law, where can Luo Tiannan be allowed to mess around here, and after seeing his hostility towards Zong Wusheng, he scolded him coldly.

"Cousin Yu Bing, it's not wrong that you want to break through the Law Phase Realm, but you can't let a layman build an elephant for you, he is not an elephant builder at all!" The more Luo Tiannan spoke, the more angry he became, and the words that followed him almost roared out. Ignoring Luo Yubing's reprimand, Luo Tiannan had an extra spear in his hand out of thin air, stepped forward, and the tip of the spear pointed directly at Zong Wusheng.

The shock brought by the tip of the spear, the sharp wind like a needle, had already come to Zong Wusheng's chest. Just as the strong wind of the needle was about to pierce his chest, Luo Yubing casually picked up the long shirt beside him, quickly draped it on his delicate body, and the spirit snake appeared in front of Zong Wusheng's body, blocking Luo Tiannan Wushuang's shot.

Zong Wusheng didn't react, when Luo Yubing appeared in front of him, Luo Tiannan's spear tip had already been delivered, but when he saw that the person who stopped in front of him was Luo Yubing, he hurriedly withdrew his strength, and the tip of the spear was only a line away from Luo Yubing's chest.

"Cousin Yu Bing, don't be obsessed, he is not an elephant builder at all, even if he draws it for you, can he still attract the aura of heaven and earth?"

"You don't have to worry about my affairs, get out of here!"

Luo Yubing's tone made Luo Tiannan even more resentful, in the past, even if Luo Yubing didn't wait to see him again, he wouldn't speak in such a tone, as a man's dignity and the shame of his beloved woman's body being appreciated by others, Luo Tiannan was crazy, "Yubing, our Luo family has long had rules, Luo family women don't marry outside, if the body is seen by a foreign man, they must be killed, today I will kill this impostor!" ”

The spear in Luo Tiannan's hand was suddenly withdrawn, his feet kicked, his body rose from the ground, his body like a goshawk soared, and the spear in his hand swept out abruptly in the air, and a wind blade slashed down. Luo Tiannan's wind blade accurately slashed towards Zong Wusheng, and it seemed that he couldn't dodge.

The strength of Luo Tiannan, who is heavy in the Law Realm, should not be underestimated, this Luo Yubing is extremely clear, he does not dare to be careless, his back is light and leans back, hitting Zong Wusheng's chest. Zong Wusheng was still in a daze, his body was sent out by the soft force, and he fell on the bed in the pavilion. At the same time, the wind blade accurately hit the place where Zong Wusheng was standing just now, and the bluestone ground suddenly cracked, and the hundred-pound boulder was stopped and slashed.

This is the power of the Dharma Realm!

Luo Tiannan is armed with the Dark Eagle Method, not only is his body extremely fast, but the attacks he sends out are even more incomparable. I have to say that Luo Tiannan has a great talent, he doesn't rely on an elephant builder to build an elephant, and the Faxiang Realm completely relies on talent to cultivate.

At the age of fifteen, after Luo Tiannan broke through the Nine Levels of the Quenching Body Realm, he combined with the Dark Eagle on his own, and he already had the outline of the Dark Eagle Law on his chest.

Zong Wusheng was stunned and looked at the ground where he had just stood, if it weren't for Luo Yubing's gentle bump, he would definitely be cut off by the waist like that bluestone. There was a nameless fire in his heart, he was just invited to paint, then Luo Tiannan actually killed himself, if he had a little cultivation, he would have pounced on Luo Tiannan to fight to the death!

Luo Tiannan's killing blow was once again destroyed by Luo Yubing, his anger rose to the extreme, his feet moved, and lightning bypassed Luo Yubing and appeared behind Zong Wusheng, "Impostor, see who can save you this time!" ”

Zong Wusheng's ears were buzzing with Luo Tiannan's shouting, his body turned around, and when he turned around, his eyes were just opposite to Luo Tiannan's four eyes, and between the four eyes, there was lightning and thunder.

Luo Yubing did not enter the Faxiang realm, and his speed could not be the same as Luo Tiannan's, seeing that Luo Tiannan went against his will and insisted on killing Zong Wusheng, the eldest lady's temper exploded.

She categorically couldn't stop the crazy Luo Tiannan, so she could only scold loudly, hoping to stop Luo Tiannan in time.

"Luo Tiannan, you stop me, if you dare to kill him, I will break off with you!"

All this is like playing the piano to the crazy Luo Tiannan, how can he listen to it now? With a cold look in his eyes and a crazy smile, the tip of the spear stabbed straight and smashed the yellow dragon.

Zong Wusheng felt the horror and murder, and even if he was angry in his heart, it would be useless. The tip of the gun had already pierced the chest, and a sense of despair arose.

"Come on!"

In the midst of the lightning and flint, the desperate Zong Wu Holy Spirit Platform suddenly felt a sense of clarity, and that feeling of comfort instantly permeated the whole body. Unconsciously, the brush in his hand swung upward, and the barrel of the pen hit the barrel of the spear that stabbed him.

"Zheng!"

The pain in his chest disappeared, and Zong Wusheng opened his eyes, and the scene in front of him made him dumbfounded.

Luo Yubing also had the same expression as him, opening his mouth wide in shock, and looking at Luo Tiannan who was lying not far away bleeding. That moment just now was too weird, Luo Yubing didn't see what was going on at all, and Luo Tiannan fell down inexplicably.

Luo Tiannan lay motionless on the ground, and with the bloody state of the Seven Orifices, he was completely like a dead corpse.

"How did you do that?" Luo Yubing calmed down his emotions, stared at Zong Wusheng with a pair of big eyes and said, "As far as I know, you don't understand the cultivation. ”

"Hell knows how I did it, that's how I ...... it"

Zong Wusheng re-demonstrated the action just now, and when he saw that his hand was empty, he fell into confusion again, "What about the brush, why is it missing?" ”

Only then did Luo Yubing notice that the brush in Zong Wusheng's hand was missing, and his face changed suddenly: "Where did you get the Heavenly Hanging Needle?" That's the treasure of our Luo family, I still stole it this time, if I don't have it, how can I explain it? ”

After all, a woman is a woman, no matter how prominent your identity is, when you are in danger, or you expose the posture of a little woman, you almost cry and wipe your tears.

Luo Yubing also seemed to be aware of his gaffe, and his tone suddenly changed, threatening: "Hand over the Heavenly Hanging Needle, I will save you from death!" ”

"Do you think I hid some needle that day? Are you unreasonable?! ”

"To pay or not to pay?"

"I ......"

When Zong Wusheng was speechless, several sounds of breaking the air came from far and near, and in the blink of an eye, two figures of goshawks fell from the sky and landed steadily in front of Luo Yubing and Zong Wusheng.

"Daddy......" Luo Yubing recognized the middle-aged man at a glance, and quickly came to his side and said aggrievedly: "I was originally a ......"

"Needless to say!"

Luo Zhongyuan's face was angry, and he resolutely interrupted his daughter's explanation, turned his head to look at Luo Tiannan, who was lying not far away, and his expression became more solemn. The Great Elder who came with him didn't need to make arrangements, he had already run to his son Luo Tiannan's side, squatted down to help him up, and put one hand on the child's vein.

The angry expression quietly recovered when he felt the child's pulse, and said gloomily: "Fortunately, Tiannan entered the Law Phase Realm, but the vitality was reversed, and the meridians were broken by three roots. ”

Beat the dog to see the owner, not to mention that Luo Tiannan is not a dog, it is Luo Zhengbei's own son, and he is a genius boy of the Luo family, and the catastrophe of Zong Wusheng still can't be avoided.

"You dare to break my child's three meridians and die quickly!" The Great Elder stood up abruptly and shouted angrily.

The grievance in Zong Wusheng's heart, he had been persecuted by Luo Tiannan just now, and somehow Luo Tiannan fell in front of him, and now Lao Tzu wants to avenge his son, how can he not be angry?

"Dad, let the Great Elder wait first." Luo Yubing used her coquettish skills, pulling Luo Zhongyuan's cuffs and shaking them frequently, seeing that her father ignored her, she said crisply: "The Tianhang needle was lost by him." ”

"Great Elder, wait a minute." Luo Zhongyuan finally spoke, drank the Great Elder, looked at his daughter, and asked suspiciously, "What's the matter?" How did the Heavenly Hanging Needle get into that kid's hands? ”

After hearing that the Heavenly Hanging Needle had been lost by Zong Wusheng, the Great Elder stood on the spot, looking at Luo Yubing with strange eyes, eager to learn the ins and outs.

Luo Yubing didn't dare to look directly at his father, lowered his head and whispered how he stole the Heavenly Hanging Needle, wanted Zong Wusheng to draw the Fa for him, and then told Luo Tiannan how he fell inexplicably.

Luo Zhongyuan listened carefully, and when he heard that his daughter asked Zong Wusheng to draw the law for her, an imperceptible surprise flashed in his eyes, but it was fleeting.

"He's an elephant builder?"

"It's not."

"Then why did you ask him to build an elephant for you?"

"I just heard that his painting skills are first-class, and I thought that if I used our family's Tianhang Needle to draw it, it might allow me to enter the Faxiang realm."

Luo Zhongyuan finally understood his daughter's thoughts, and a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes unconsciously.

For an elephant builder, what family wouldn't want to throw an olive branch? If Zong Wusheng is really an elephant builder, why not beat Luo Tiannan to death today? With the help of the Elephant Builder, how many Law Phase Realm cultivators does the Luo family want, is it still not easy to come by?

However, these can only be thought about, it is impossible for the elephant builder to come to a small place like Youzhou City, let alone build an elephant for someone else, unless you have an equivalent item exchange.

Thinking of this, Luo Zhongyuan flicked his sleeves, shook off his daughter's hands that were pulling his sleeves, and ordered: "Great Elder, after finding out the Heavenly Hanging Needle, if you want to kill it, you will watch it yourself!" ”

The Great Elder received the order, bowed his head slightly, walked in front of Zong Wusheng, ripped off the green cloth robe on his body, and threw it on the ground casually. In Luo Zhengbei's eyes, Zong Wusheng was already a dead person, and since he was a dead man, he didn't need clothes.

Zong Wusheng Chitiao stood on the ground, and didn't react at all, when he saw the bad expression on Luo Yubing's face, and those eyes were looking down at him, he realized that he was looked down by the little witch.

Luo Zhengbei didn't care how embarrassed Zong Wusheng was, he looked up and down at the fair-skinned man's carcass, walked to the green cloth robe on the ground with a suspicious face, picked up the robe and rummaged it carefully.

"Patriarch, the Heavenly Hanging Needle is not on him."

"Since I haven't found it, can I go?" Zong Wusheng picked up the robe and put it on, ready to apply oil to the soles of his feet.

"Great Elder, arrest me and put it in the family dungeon, when will I find the Heavenly Hanging Needle before I send it down."

"Yes!"

Zong Wusheng, who had just walked out a few steps, was held by a strong hand on his shoulder, and he couldn't break free. Immediately afterwards, he suffered a concussion, his eyes turned black, and he lost consciousness.