"Sister, they ......" Feng Xueran didn't know how to explain, he didn't know these people, how could he know who these people were, and how could he know why they were stopping these people.

Feng Qingyun looked at Feng Xueran suspiciously, and said uncertainly: "Uh, don't you know them either?"

Feng Xueran sighed, shook his head, spread his hands, and made a helpless expression.

"I don't know them either, I thought you did. ”

There are three black lines hanging on the door of Feng Xueran's head, what do you mean you don't know it? He doesn't know him in the first place, okay? For people he has never met, how can he know them. He is a man, not a god, so how can he know everything.

Behind them, An Zixuan and Wuye glanced at each other, both with solemn faces. Maybe others don't know, but they are clear, these people's origins, identities, and some other information, they can be said to know well, and even, higher than their status, they have also dealt with.

But it's because they know that they are worried, these people's cultivation is too strong, and it is not so easy to compete with them, not to mention, their number is too small, and those people are more than twice their own. The gap in numbers and strength is their fatal wound.

Compared to their solemnity, Xing'er didn't have much to worry about. On the contrary, she was still a little happy, the last time the wind and snow burned the serious injury to death, so that she had a belly of fire nowhere to go, although those people were dead, but the anger was not so easy to dissipate. Now that these people are automatically sent to the door, how can she let it go?

With her hands behind her back, Xing'er quietly made a gesture to see the opportunity. And behind a few people, in a hidden place where no one noticed, the air fluctuated slightly. And Xing'er also seemed to know something, and nodded faintly.

When the wind and snow burned them and looked at those people in black, those people in black were also looking at them, in their eyes, these people in front of them were strangers, they didn't understand, these people looked very weak, how could the master ask them to send so many people, just to catch them. In their opinion, just a few random people come out and it is enough to clean them up.

It's no wonder that they think like this, the lowest cultivation of these people is the cultivation of the throne, and the highest cultivation on the side of Feng Xue Burn is just Feng Xue Burn, the cultivation of the peak of the throne, and the lowest star has just reached the throne. The strength of the two sides is really incomparable.

After looking at it, Feng Xueran took a deep breath, took two steps forward, and said lightly: "Who are you?

The black-clothed man in the lead laughed a few times, and said angrily: "Who we are, it's up to you, and you are not qualified to know." As for our purpose, of course, we want to capture you back. ”

When Feng Xue Ran heard this, his face immediately darkened. He has always been arrogant, and he has never felt that he is inferior to others, nor has he thought that the word qualification will one day be used on him. Even when he was still in the Feng family, when his strength was not known, because of his identity, no one dared to say whether he was qualified or not, and now, in front of the people he met for the first time, he was actually said that he was not qualified, which really made Feng Xue gas angry.

Nima, whether labor and management are qualified or not, it is not up to you to decide. I'm not qualified to know? Hmph, Lingtang, Lao Tzu will let you know whether labor and management are qualified, you fucking wait for Lao Tzu. Do you think you're a great thing, and if you are high, you're not even a fucking fart in the eyes of labor and management. I really think I'm a thing, and I don't have to pee to see what virtues I have, what I drag, Lingtang.

Clenching his fists, Feng Xueran tried his best to control his fire, took a few deep breaths, temporarily suppressed the ** who wanted the volcano to erupt, and pretended to be calm: "You said that I am not qualified to know your identity, so I don't know what level I have to reach to know?

"What kind of strength and identity do you want to know to know who we are?" The man in black in the lead sneered disdainfully: "Boy, as long as you kneel down first, say hello to grandpa, and then tie yourself up honestly, grandpa, I will tell you, who grandpa is." Hum hum ......"

Grandpa, what the fuck are you going to call yourself grandpa in front of Lao Tzu? and kneel down for you, Lao Tzu kneels to his parents, and he has never knelt down to anyone else. Feng Xueran's eyes widened, and his breathing became a little short.

"Kneel down for you, please be safe, and tie yourself up?" Feng Xueran looked at the leader incredulously, as if he couldn't control it, looked him up and down several times, and finally couldn't help but say again: "I said, this big brother, didn't you bring an umbrella when it rained?"

"Didn't bring an umbrella?" The leader was stunned, did I bring an umbrella, is it worth asking? Thinking like this, the leader also asked casually: "What does it have to do with you if I bring an umbrella when it rains?"

"If you don't bring an umbrella when it rains, your head must have been drenched in the rain. However, it is not necessarily damaged by the rain, but it may also be caught by the door. ”

The leader looked at Feng Xueran in disbelief, and said with some hesitation: "With my cultivation, even if my head is drenched in the rain, it won't be bad, you are wrong about this." However, how do you know that when I went out in the morning, I accidentally got my head caught in the door?"

Wind and snow ignited on the spot, this stupid fork, I can't even understand this, Lingtang. Sure enough, the head was broken by the door clip. Which brain-dead person is this, who actually sent such a person out?

Behind Feng Xue Ran, Yinxin and the others couldn't control their laughter anymore. has been by Feng Xueran's side for so long, and they almost all know what they mean by some of the weird things that Feng Xueran often says. It's like the head was damaged by the rain, and it was caught by the door, etc., it's still the most easy to understand, but what they didn't expect was that there were still people who couldn't understand the simplest, not only didn't understand it, but also admitted it, what a fucking stupid fork.

Yinxin's laughter made the group of black-clothed people scratch their heads, they didn't know why Yinxin and the others suddenly laughed. wanted to ask, but in order to maintain their so-called dignity, in order to show a sense of superiority that was different from the world, they forcibly resisted the ** of asking, and in an extremely pretended to be *, their heads were slightly raised, forty-five degrees, looking up at the sky.

"Sure enough, I was caught in the door. Feng Xueran sighed, shook his head, and said to himself quite helplessly. But his expression fell into the eyes of the leader, and it became sympathetic to his plight, and he felt pity for his head being caught by the door.

So, he put away some of his previous arrogance, and said in a softened tone: "It's just that I was caught by the door, and it's not a big deal, with my grandfather...... The cultivation of labor and management, this is nothing at all, you don't have to care so much. ”

What the fuck do you care about Nima, what the fuck do you have to do with me? What do I care about? Feng Xue cursed secretly in his heart, and then put his hands around his chest and stared at the group of black-clothed people playfully.