Beichen saw Feng Yunran and Su Ling come out together, his expression was as if he had eaten a dead fly, hideous and terrifying, "Uncle Zou, don't let this palace see that wild man again." ”

The wild man he was referring to was Feng Yunran.

He thought that Su Ling had left, but he didn't expect her to go back and rescue the wild man?

Ling'er doesn't have this heart for him? Why is this wild man?

Beichen Ye was not only angry, but also jealous.

Zou Ping didn't hesitate to attack Feng Yunran, a spirit saint waste, he could pinch her to death with his fingers.

The rest of the cultivators gathered around Su Ling with fierce eyes, their eyes glowing green and full of greed.

Beichen Ye had a cold attitude of watching from the sidelines, and he waited for Su Ling to take the initiative to ask him for help.

He didn't believe that she could solve so many cultivators by herself.

He wanted to see how stubborn this woman could be.

Correct! Su Ling didn't even give Beichen Ye a look, and as soon as her mental power moved, the white tiger crawled at her feet behind her.

She turned to Feng Yunran, who was entangled with Zou Ping in mid-air, and sent a touch of spiritual power to her: "Feng Yunran, I hope we can all live and cooperate." ”

Feng Yunran curled her lips, although she was not at all weak in the face of the Spirit Sect realm powerhouses who were much stronger than her.

"Xiao Susu, you wait, I'll help you when I solve this old man." She knew that Su Ling was worried about her situation.

"......" Su Ling looked speechless, she didn't have time to respond to Feng Yunran, the group of cultivators had already swarmed up, among this group of cultivators, the lowest level was the Great Spirit Master, and the highest level was the Spirit King, and the spiritual power attacks of various attributes were like raindrops smashing on Su Ling's body.

In contrast, the scene of Su Ling's group beating was more difficult to deal with than Feng Yunran.

After all, she is an old man, she is old, and her eyes are not good!

Feng Yunran has been dodging Zou Ping's attack, running faster than a rabbit, and Zou Ping, who was teased by her, was angry and had a red face and a thick neck.

"Waste, what are you running?" Zou Ping let out a loud shout.

Feng Yunran looked at him with an idiot look, "If I don't run, will I be stoned to death by you with a spiritual power ball?" ”

She may not be able to fight, but to run away, she is absolutely number one.

"Do you have the courage to tarnish the name of the crown princess, and don't you have the courage to bear the consequences?"

Feng Yunran said innocently: "I'm a girl, even if I tarnish Xiao Susu's reputation, what consequences should I bear?" Did you kill me? ”

"Girls?" Zou Ping frowned, "Nonsense, how do you prove that you are a woman?" ”

"This old uncle, you are a powerhouse in the Spirit Sect realm, can't you even tell the difference between men and women?" Zou Ping heard the taste of mockery in her tone, a little Spirit Saint waste, he was also qualified to taunt him?

Zou Ping's attack became more and more violent, he was a cultivator of the gold talent, and the cultivation of the gold talent generally focused on defensive effects, and the attack was not strong at all, so that Feng Yunran could easily dodge his layers of attacks.

Stepping on the flames, Feng Yunran cunningly hid beside Su Ling, who was entangled with everyone, and at the same time, Zou Ping's attack towards Feng Yunran was all dodged by Feng Yunran, and smashed a few red-eyed cultivators, directly slapping several cultivators to the ground.

"Grandpa, your old eyes are too dizzy, it's time to find a doctor to take a good look."

"You ......" Zou Pingqi's hands were trembling, "You roll over to the old man." ”