Ji Fengyan followed Ling He to the front hall, and Gong Zhengyu also went over.

As soon as he stepped into the door of the front hall, a black shadow suddenly crashed in the direction of Monsoon Smoke, and before Ling He could react, Monsoon Smoke had already reached out and stopped the black shadow, and when the black shadow stood firm, Ling He almost lost his breath when he saw it.

The black shadow was not someone else, it was Zuo Nuo, who Ling He had arranged to stay in the front hall to deal with.

Zuo Nuo, who was good before, exploded in the corner of his eye at this moment, and blood ran down the wound across his knife-cut cheek, if it wasn't for Ji Fengyan's timely action to stop the person, unload most of the strength, and fall directly to the ground, I am afraid that Zuo Nuo will lose half his life if he doesn't die.

"Little ...... Miss ......" Zuo Nuo's painful facial features wrinkled, and he wanted to stand firm in a hurry, but he couldn't stop fighting.

Monsoon Smoke's eyes narrowed, and she suddenly raised her head and looked in the direction of the hall.

In the hall, Su Lingjiao stood in a conspicuous position, raising her chin proudly, and Lei Min stood beside her.

And a resolute-faced, burly man stood in front of Su Lingjiao, his hand that had not yet been withdrawn was clenched into a fist, when he saw the monsoon smoke, the corners of his mouth hooked up a sneer, he put down his fist without panic, and looked at the embarrassed Zuo Nuo arrogantly.

"So can't you help fighting?"

Zono gritted his teeth and wanted to rush over, but was held steady by the monsoon smoke.

Ling He's face was very ugly, just now, Su Lingjiao took Lei Min and this strange man and suddenly broke into the mansion, Ling He asked Zuo Nuo and others to guard while running to the backyard to find Monsoon Smoke.

But where could he have thought that after a while, the man would actually start directly!

Not only Zuo Nuo was beaten, but even the other guards in the hall were in a mess, all of them were blue and purple, and the corners of their mouths were already oozing blood.

The guards in the mansion were all beaten down on the battlefield in the past, Ling He didn't dare to iron his teeth They were once the strongest warriors, but reaching out was definitely not comparable to ordinary people, but the dozen or so guards in the hall were all injured by the man brought by Su Lingjiao!

"What the hell are you trying to do?!" Ling He's face was extremely gloomy, and he pulled out the heavy sword on his back with a snort, blocking it in front of Monsoon Smoke.

The man glanced at Ling He, raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at him with disdain.

"You're not qualified to talk to me, let your master get out."

Ling He glared at the man, and his hand holding the sword tightened again.

"Boss, this person's strength is very strong...... Zuo Nuo endured the severe pain and hurriedly spoke.

Ling He narrowed his eyes.

The man sneered, as if he hadn't looked at Ling He at all.

"Where did the dog come from, so like to bite people indiscriminately." Monsoon Smoke's voice sounded from behind Ling He, she stepped forward, handed Zuo Nuo to Ling He, and walked in front of the man.

The man frowned slightly, looked at Monsoon Smoke who came forward, and swept his gaze over Monsoon Smoke's thin body.

"You're Monsoon Smoke?" The man spoke.

Ji Fengyan chuckled, sat on the front of the hall with a free stride, crossed Erlang's legs, and raised his chin to look at the arrogant man.

"Find someone who can speak, bark, I don't understand!"