"Second uncle?" Wu Qiaoyan recognized this familiar face from the memory of the original owner.

Although Wu Youfang, the second son of the Wu family, is not very talented, but he is diligent, and his people, like his name, wander all the year round, either looking for a place to experience or visiting people with high combat power, in order to hope that people will give him a little guidance.

But even so, his combat power level is still hovering at the five-star Warrior.

Wu Youfang strode to Wu Qiaoyan's side, touched her head pityingly, and reproached slightly: "You guys came out so quietly, the family was in a hurry, and sent me several letters in a row, and I rushed over after I received the news, and you have nothing to ......do."

When he saw the fat man's half-swollen face, which forced a big steamed bun into his mouth, his voice stopped abruptly, and he suddenly burned with anger in his heart.

Wu Youfang looked at the Holy Decree Envoys coldly, and said sarcastically: "The legendary temple, heh, do ——,you have to deal with two powerless children to go up together?" You're not ashamed! ”

After Wu Qiaoyan heard Wu Youfang's words, she secretly said that it was not good!

Sure enough, the Holy Decree changed their faces because of Wu Youfang's words, and they already had the heart to retreat, but they were ridiculed by the temple in person, if they didn't do anything, then where would the prestige of the temple be in the future? After ruining the prestige of the temple, how will they explain when they go back?

Without speculating for more than half a sentence, the leader of the Temple Sacred Order turned around, and the colorful neon brocade on his waist flew out, swimming in the air like a spirit snake, and rushed towards Wu You Fang with a murderous aura.

After Wu Youfang pushed Wu Qiaoyan out of the battle circle, he calmly pulled out the purple gold broadsword he was carrying on his back, he was long and jade, full of murderous aura.

When the colorful neon brocade roared, he raised his broadsword to block, swept, waved his backhand, picked lightly, and stabbed hard, and this sword brocade had been fighting for thirty rounds in ten breaths.

After the thirty rounds passed, the leader of the Holy Order Envoy probably figured out the details of Wu Youfang, she increased her combat strength in vain, and said contemptuously: "I really ate the bear's heart and leopard gall, and the little warrior Baxing dared to face the temple, is it really that the temple is papery?" ”

Wu You Fang was silent, but his face was much more solemn, although he had an adventure recently, and his combat power level had reached a big stage, there were many people who were much stronger than him.

Now that he's just playing against a holy envoy, he's already a little bit stumbling, what if they go together? Can he still protect Qiao Yan and Cheng'er?

The leader of the Holy Order Envoy was also secretly watching Wu Qiaoyan when she was fighting with Wu Youfang, and when she was sure that the old monster that made her heart palpitate just now had no intention of wanting to make a move, she was immediately relieved. That person doesn't seem to care about anything but this ugly girl?

In fact, when Wu Qiaoyan saw Wu Youfang faintly falling into the downwind, she wanted to regain the feeling of being alone in one side of the world just now, and went up to slap the temple people, but the reality was that she couldn't enter that mysterious state at all.

I could only watch the battle anxiously.

The colorful brocade roared endlessly, Changhong rolled in the air, rolled out countless afterimages, and swept down towards Wu Youfang's head, his sword blade roared, and he blocked it in front of him.

"Ding—"

In vain, Wu Youfang felt as if a thousand forces were pressing on him, and when the muscles in his arms went from bulging to trembling slightly, his strength was already old, and his steps began to slip backwards, retreating seven or eight feet in a row, and a deep and long ditch was grinding out under his feet before he could stop.

Suddenly, his waist fell, rolled on the spot, and his body quickly swept in the direction of the witch fat man, when he hugged the witch fat man, he no longer lingered, and retreated dexterously, after a few breaths, the person had already taken the witch fat man out of the battle circle to Wu Qiaoyan's side.

The Wind Blade Wolf seized the moment when the Templars were stunned, and followed closely, how long would it take to not run at this time?

The change was too fast, no one thought that Wu Youfang was a drunkard from beginning to end, and his purpose was very clear, that is, to save the fat man.

Isn't this a trick on people like monkeys?

The lungs of a group of beauties in the temple are about to explode, there are such people in this world who don't know what to do! How dare you toy the people of the temple in the midst of applause.

The leader of the Holy Order Envoy gritted his teeth and ordered his subordinates: "Let's go up together and kill that person who doesn't know the height of the sky, including that little fat man." ”

Because she was afraid that she might offend the old monster who didn't know where to hide, she simply ignored Wu Qiaoyan.

After hearing the order, six or seven holy envoys showed off the colorful neon brocade in their hands, and suddenly there was a dead silence on the street, and the crowd of onlookers was afraid of being affected, and some of them had quietly dispersed, even if they did not leave, they were far away.

"Qiao Yan, what should I do?" Wu Fatzi has habitually asked Wu Qiaoyan about things now. I don't know why, he always feels that no matter what happens, this eccentric cousin can always turn evil into good fortune.

"What to do? Shout for help! What to do. Wu Qiaoyan cleared her throat and prepared to shout.

Wu Fat Man looked at Wu Qiaoyan and really planned to shout for help, and was a little speechless. Didn't you see the onlookers running away? Is it useful to shout for help?

"Help—Sikong Fengxuan!"

"Sikong Fengxuan - help!"

……

Who is Sikong Fengxuan?

Anyone who heard the name was puzzled.

But I didn't know that there was a magnetic voice, in that empty space, weak, but with a little pampering taste and a long sigh......

"Sikong Fengxuan - help!"

When the leader of the Holy Order saw Wu Qiaoyan's posture, his heart suddenly struck, this ugly girl couldn't call out the old monster behind her, right?

When they arrived, the Holy Decree envoys were so angry that they didn't dare to imagine what would happen to them who were at the bottom of the temple and provoked the old monsters.

They didn't even dare to gamble, and immediately froze in place, cautiously not daring to make any moves.

Until a deep voice sounded.

"Girl, who is your name?"

The one who asked was an old man in good spirits, he walked down the broken jade steps from the Treasure Pavilion with an expressionless face, and looked at Wu Qiaoyan with emotionless eyes.

As soon as Wu Qiaoyan saw that the old man's face was so similar to the shopkeeper Fu in Syracuse, she knew that he should be the person she was looking for.

This shopkeeper Fu is full of silver threads and is meticulously taken care of by him, and his brand-new brocade shirt is neatly dressed, which gives people a very rigid feeling, as if he is not as amiable as the shopkeeper Fu in Syracuse.

As for why she shouted Sikong Fengxuan as soon as she opened her mouth, it was because Wu Qiaoyan had thought that they had been fighting in front of the Jianbao Pavilion for so long, but they hadn't seen anyone in charge come out.

Thinking about it this way, it should be that the people in the Treasure Pavilion here don't want to meddle in things, but what if one of the parties fighting knows the master of their Treasure Pavilion?

No, Wu Qiaoyan gave it a try, and sure enough, as soon as he called Sikong Fengxuan's name, his subordinates came out.

When the holy envoys saw Wu Qiaoyan calling out, the shopkeeper of Jianbao Pavilion, the nerves that had been tense suddenly relaxed, and they thought that it was a powerful person, but it turned out to be the shopkeeper of Fu.

"Fu Da Treasurer, our temple has a personal grudge with these people, and our temple will double the compensation for the losses caused in your land."

The Temple Decree made the leader say in a relaxed tone. What she meant was that you don't have to worry about it here.

Looking at the extremely familiar words between the people in the temple and the shopkeeper Fu Da, the fat man Wu was a little dumbfounded, what does this mean? My cousin won't call for the help of the enemy, will she? Think we're not dying fast enough to call someone to mend the knife?

Of course, the shopkeeper Fu was extremely happy to send a favor to the people of the temple, but the girl just now seemed to be calling the master's name.

He grimaced and asked, "Little girl, what were you calling just now?" ”

He wanted to make sure again.

The envoys of the Holy Order knew very well that the surname of the shopkeeper of this treasure pavilion was Fu, so they thought that the person of 'Sikong Fengxuan' should be fabricated by this little girl out of thin air?

Is the shopkeeper now going to help them get angry? After all, the temple is the top customer of the Treasure Pavilion.