Although Dongfang Xu in his previous life had heard about the affairs of the martial arts family, he had never heard of it, and above the martial arts family, there were still existences that even they feared.

The two looked at each other tacitly, and were about to punish Jiang Yuwan for something.

Suddenly, another thick and majestic aura swept by, followed by a thin middle-aged figure that both of them were familiar with.

The people who came were the ones who had been making their light bulbs for a long time.

Chang Xingxia couldn't stand the dog food of these two little guys before, so he had to leave temporarily.

But when he reappeared soon after, he found that the two little ones had disappeared.

A closer look around revealed no traces.

Chang Xingxia was about to give up when he suddenly felt the aura of approaching the Grandmaster from here.

As one of the guardian spirits of Long Xia, he hurriedly rushed over.

Unexpectedly, the two little guys who gave him a headache were also present.

Seeing Chang Xingxia appear, Lin Yiyi and Dongfang Xu both thought of it for the first time, among the eight martial arts families that Jiang Yuwan just said, including those surnamed Chang.

The two looked at each other tacitly, and from each other's eyes, they saw each other's inner thoughts, and the corners of their mouths couldn't help twitching.

"What's going on?"

Chang Xingxia looked at the big scissors that Lin Yiyi hadn't had time to retract the space, and then looked at Jiang Yuwan lying on the ground.

Dongfang Xu was as lazy as ever to talk to him.

The corners of Lin Yiyi's mouth twitched: "It's okay, this is a burglar who robbed my house, ran to my house and wanted to do evil, but was punched out by my brother Xu." ”

As she spoke, she pointed her scissors in front of Jiang Yuwan: "Now, it's like this." ”

Jiang Yuwan: "......" You are the thief, and your whole family is a thief. What did the old lady steal from your house?

She opened her mouth angrily, trying to argue for herself.

But looking at the terrible scissors in Lin Yiyi's hand, which could even cut the silk ribbon woven by her heavenly silk, she swallowed it back when it came to her mouth.

Chang Xingxia's gaze turned from Lin Yiyi to Jiang Yuwan, and his tone was so flat that he couldn't hear the emotion: "What do you say?" ”

Jiang Yuwan looked at the person who came and wanted to open her mouth, but her eyes glanced at Lin Yiyi vigilantly.

Lin Yiyi didn't say anything, and even showed a harmless smile.

It's just that the scissors are still in her hand, and they are not cut intentionally or unintentionally.

Seeing this, Chang Xingxia reminded: "Girl, put away the murder weapon." ”

Hearing the word 'murder weapon', Lin Yiyi almost didn't laugh, and some abnormal pictures always appeared in her mind.

But she blinked her innocent big eyes: "This uncle, which eye do you see that it is a murder weapon?" ”

"This is just a common self-defense weapon in my family, how can it be called a murder weapon, be careful that I sue you for slander."

Chang Xingxia was helpless, so he had to look at Dongfang Xu: "Boy, help your daughter-in-law put away the sharp weapon in her hand." ”

Dongfang Xu: "The things my daughter-in-law uses for self-defense can't be accepted for the sake of her daughter-in-law's safety." ”

"You ......"

Chang Xingxia was choked by Dongfang Xu's words and wanted to clean up people, so he looked directly at Jiang Yuwan: "Say." The old man makes sure you're okay. ”

Jiang Yuwan: "Uncle Chang, don't you know the Jiang family's Wanwan?" ”

Lin Yiyi: "......"

Dongfang Xu: "......"

A sentence came out of the two of them at the same time: "I'm really from the Chang family?" ”

Before, the two were just guessing whether the other party was from the martial arts family.

Okay now, as soon as Jiang Yuwan speaks, they don't need to guess anymore, it's a sure thing.

It's no wonder that people's surnames are often not there? If you didn't know that there was a Chang family in the martial arts family, the two of them would not have been able to think of death.