The immortals looked like they had seen a ghost.

Most of the immortals are still cultivating in peace.

So it's not quite clear what's going on.

Especially looking at the Qinglin Immortal Venerable who had just returned, and then looking at the Jiang Xuan Venerable who arranged everything during the absence of the Qinglin Immortal Venerable.

Well, the current Venerable Jiang Xuan has been split into black charcoal by the Heavenly Dao, and he is lying there miserably, without a sound.

The immortals were silent for a while, and then they looked at Xie Feiran and asked in a low voice, "Immortal Venerable, this is ......"

What's the situation?

Xie Feiran raised his eyes lazily, glanced around, suddenly chuckled, and pressed the little girl into his arms.

He almost pressed two words on the door of their heads, and declared sovereignty: mine.

Immortals: ......

Qinghui who was coldly pressed into his arms: ???

I heard the low and a little careless voice sound, "If you have any opinions about me, you can say it directly, if you want me to be in this position, you can also challenge it directly, if you don't have that ability, don't be higher than the sky, and expect to succeed behind your back, and then there will be such a situation......"

He raised his hand and raised it in the direction of Jiang Xuan.

The powerful spiritual power made everyone's hearts tremble, and in the next moment, the spiritual power on Jiang Xuan's body scattered, and the whole person disappeared into the upper realm.

The immortals couldn't help but gasp, and those who were already a little frightened subconsciously took a step back at this moment.

Xie Feiran was originally an example of killing chickens and monkeys, and he didn't bother to deal with these guys who had no ability and were quite thoughtful.

The figure gradually faded, and before disappearing, those inky cold eyes coldly swept over the many immortals present.

Some people didn't understand the situation, and they were a little indignant and wanted to reason with him.

But he was dragged by the immortal next to him, indicating that Tiandao didn't react at all, which means that the other party has done something very excessive, and he got this fate, and it was Xie Feiran who did it himself, and the other party deserved it.

Those people were in a trance for a moment and froze.

watched Xie Feiran's figure gradually disappear, and finally his cold voice fell on his ears.

"It's the same end."

***

Qinghui only felt that the air around him seemed to stagnate for a moment.

The little head was pressed in his arms, and when he raised his eyes again, the scene had already changed.

The hanging silk that had originally obscured the view from the outside was violently shattered, and all kinds of things were messed up.

Although there is not much damage to the stuff.

But apparently, the house was demolished.

It's been so long, and there are still remnants of spiritual power around.

Xie Feiran first saw the mess all over the place, and was stunned for a moment, subconsciously thinking if it could be the disgusting means behind that guy, right?

But it shouldn't be so low-level, like a child having a temper, and then feeling the residual spiritual power.

Xie Feiran: ......

He looked down at the little girl whose eyes had become dull again because of the lack of fighting.

The little girl has not changed her appearance for so long, her little face is soft and white, with a hint of baby fat, and when she looks up arrogantly, she can't help but be a little soft and cute, delicate and beautiful.

And at this moment, the little girl also looked up at him.

A rightly innocent look.

Xie Feiran snorted lowly.

Yes, the guy who threw this mess up like a child is now nestled in his arms.

Qinghui: Although I remember what I did before, it wasn't my fault, who made you not there, so in the end it was your pot.