The person who came was the chief disciple of the sectless sect, Fang Ziyan.

Fang Ziyan, twenty years old, like Jiwudi, was pulled out of the dead by their master.

This person's name sounds gentle, but his body is fat.

Although he is the chief disciple, in fact, there are only four people in this sect plus the head of the sect.

And, Wu Di is the youngest disciple.

"You're not good! You Wudi junior brother is very good! ”

And Wu Di was interrupted by the fat man who ran over, and said dissatisfiedly.

"The chief senior brother of the dignified faction, who is flustered, what has become of?"

And Wu Di pulled back the big fat man who ran over because of inertia, and said unhurriedly:

"Even if the sky falls, there is a master and his old man on top, why are you panicking? Go ahead! What's the matter? ”

Fang Ziyan bent down, took a few breaths, and then said with a panicked expression:

"Those guys from the Tiansha Gang are looking for trouble again! The little junior sister can't resist alone, you have to hurry back with me to help, it's too late to go back, I'm afraid that the house will be demolished by them! ”

And Wu Di gathered his mind, frowned slightly, and asked:

"Where's the master?"

Fang Ziyan gasped a few more times, swallowed his saliva, and said:

"The master saw that someone was looking for trouble, and he secretly ran through the back door alone!"

"What? Ran? ”

And Wu Di was surprised, but not surprised:

"Hey~ This old man, running away by himself again? I don't know if I bring my little sister, I really don't have the appearance of being a teacher. ”

And Wu Di is very speechless about this master of his own!

You said that as the head of a gang, he didn't take the lead in rushing to the front when something happened, but let a little girl take it and sneak away alone.

If you slip away, you can slip away, and you don't bring your little apprentice with you, it's really an old man who is not ashamed.

As soon as Wu Di's words were finished, Fang Ziyan clamped him under his armpit and ran back quickly.

Don't look at Fang Ziyan's body is as fat as a pig, but his running speed is not slow.

In the early years, he was not a fat man, but because of an accident in practice, the meridians were stagnant, and his body began to gain weight continuously.

When he was young, Wudi and his little sister both called Fang Ziyan a little cheetah, which was to describe him as thin and fast.

But now, although it is still so fast, it is too fat.

Therefore, their senior sister and brother gave Fang Ziyan another nickname - Big Flying Pig.

At this time, Wu Di felt like he was being dragged by a crazy elephant.

The wind whirring in his ears told him that he was now seriously speeding.

The thin figure, swaying in the wind like tissue paper, made him feel a little dizzy.

He hurriedly said, "Senior brother! Big Flying Pig! Don't worry! Slow down, slow down, I'm about to throw up. ”

Fang Ziyan said without looking back: "You can't be slow!" The little junior sister can't stand it for long alone. ”

And Wu Di still wanted to struggle, and said: "Little Senior Sister is so smart, if you can't beat her, she will run, don't be so ······ Woo~Ah······hhh

Before he could finish speaking, Fang Ziyan suddenly picked up speed again, like a huge meteor streaked across the street, blowing up a puff of dust.

Under the dash of Fang Ziyan, a swift fat man, the two brothers and sisters quickly approached the gate of their sect.

The building in front of me is not so much a sect as a courtyard.

The entire sect covers an area of less than two acres, and there is an old gate in front of it.

A dilapidated plaque hangs above the gate.

The plaque is engraved with four big characters - no door, no faction.

The original paint on the plaque has peeled off, revealing the color of weathered wood.

It looks very bleak.

On the left side of the door is the kitchen, in front of the lobby, on the right is the wing, and in the middle is an open space with sparse weeds.

Don't say it doesn't look like a sect, if it weren't for a beautiful girl in red, standing in the middle of the open space with a kitchen knife, confronting a group of big men, saying that this is an abandoned deserted mansion and everyone believes it.

Fang Ziyan saw that more than a dozen men were about to surround the little junior sister, and he broke out again.

He did not enter directly through the main entrance, but suddenly jumped up when he was about to reach the main entrance.

And Wu Di noticed that as long as this senior brother of his was excited, he would not take the usual path.

But it was too late for him to stop it.

"No······ To ······ Wow······" The three words, as Fang Ziyan took him into the air, floated together in the air.

Fang Ziyan's huge size and swift speed brought a whirring wind and passed over the heads of the crowd below.

The crowd below noticed the non-shady flying object above their heads and looked up.

And at this moment, Wu Di could no longer hold back the churning in his stomach, and a large pile of vomit squirted out of his mouth with a "bang" sound.

The vomit was like a goddess scattering flowers, accompanied by a disgusting smell that soaked the crowd of people looking up below.

Before these people could regain their senses, they heard a "boom", and a huge elastic ball smashed in front of their eyes, splashing up clouds of dust.

"Senior brother!" The girl in red said excitedly.

At this time, the crowd of people who had vomit on their heads and faces couldn't help but take a step back when they saw the ball in front of them slowly stand up.

When everyone saw it clearly, they couldn't help but be surprised: It turned out to be a person?

After Fang Ziyan stood up, he directly let go of the hand that was holding and was clamping, and stepped forward to care about the girl in red.

And Wu Di didn't have time to react, so he fell directly to the ground, and fell another dog eating.

"Senior Sister Ling'er. Are you okay? Didn't get hurt, right? Fang Ziyan asked the girl in red with concern.

Su Linger lifted the two kitchen knives in her hand, touched them twice in front of her, and said proudly:

"Senior brother! It's okay. With my Su Ling'er here, there is no door and no faction. ”

"Where's the junior brother?" Su Linger then asked.

And because Fang Ziyan's body was too large, he blocked it behind him, so that Su Ling'er didn't see it.

He lay on the ground, raised his right hand tremblingly, and slowly said two words: "In... This ······"

Then his stomach tumbled again, and a feeling of nausea hit him again.

"Whew······ Phew··· Phew······"

"It's a pity, the wine and food in Baihualou are considered to be a hundred eats, damn it!" And Wu Di was a little regretful and a little angry.

In the crowd in front of them, the young man who took the lead saw the vomiting and slowly touched the sticky liquid on his face with his hand, and then put it in front of his nose and sniffed it.

Suddenly, an incomparably sour smell rushed directly to the top of his head, almost making him faint.

At this time, the others also reacted that these filthy things on their bodies and faces were the masterpieces of the young man in front of them.

Everyone was angry, their expressions gradually became hideous, and they all rubbed their hands.

A thick murderous aura spread from everyone.