The first time he saw Luo Qingyin at Huangquan Waterfall, he knew that she was the descendant of the master.

For a moment, after he wanted to go out, he recognized Luo Qingyin as the master, and guarded her as the former master.

But soon, he dismissed the idea.

No matter how similar she is to the past, it is not really the past.

He can't do to the second person as he does to the master.

Even if she is the master's daughter.

When he heard her explain to Zi Yunchen whether her son was the other party's biological son, he suddenly remembered Feng Zhentian.

He felt that Zi Yunchen was like Feng Zhentian.

In a fit of anger, he chose Zi Yunchen as his master, staring at Zi Yunchen all the time.

If Zi Yunchen dared to do anything to be sorry for her, he would kill Zi Yunchen!

What he didn't expect was that Feng Zhentian would come to the door on the day of Luo Qingyin's wedding.

Seeing his expression, Feng Zhentian shook him eagerly: "Tell me, who is her father!" ”

Ling Kun was unmoved, his eyes drooped slightly, as if he had been fooled.

Feng Zhentian immediately wanted to turn back to Luo Qingyin: "Forget it, I don't need you to say it, I'll go test the bloodline!" ”

Just when Feng Zhentian threw his sleeves and was about to leave, the ghost attacked.

Ling Kun looked at the millions of yin souls that were fluttering and surrounding like black clouds, and stopped in front of Feng Zhentian: "If you want to go to the test, you can, first, deal with the enemies below; Second, wait for the wedding to end. ”

Feng Zhentian said angrily: "No! If I were her father, I would sit in the main hall today, and I would be her high hall! ”

The corners of Ling Kun's lips raised a beautiful smile, three points of laughter and seven points of ridicule: "Feng Amao, you probably don't know, this is the man's high hall, even if you are her father, it has nothing to do with you." ”

Feng Zhentian: "......"

Finally calming down, Feng Zhentian glanced at the main hall, resisted the urge to rush to Luo Qingyin, and asked, "What should I do?" ”

Ling Kun glanced down, his eyes flashing: "Jump out and kill the troublemakers." ”

"It's easy."

Feng Zhentian looked at Bai Xiaocheng, the colorful feather silk on his body extended infinitely, and a feather silk rolled up the hunchbacked old man who was mixed in the crowd and threw it on Baixiaomen Square.

"The arranger of the sacrificial array."

A feather silk split the roof of the house, rolling up a contender for the throne of the Great Yan God Dynasty who was pacing back and forth inside, and also fell into the square.

"The ...... who instigated people behind it The cultivation is not very good, a little purple gold, Yan clan. ”

A feather silk landed on the edge of the city wall, grabbed a big man, and continued to throw it into the square.

"The killing spirit is quite heavy, I don't know which small force is the leader."

A feather silk rolled around Yu Qingjun, who had a ruthless face on his face.

"With the smell of ice and snow, come from the north."

"This is an assassin."

"What the hell? Thirty-eight divine souls are mixed together, and the cultivation is close to the martial god, tsk. ”

“……”

Feng Zhentian was rolled up, and he mentioned it alone.

Ling Kun didn't say a word, let him talk to himself.

Then, he stretched out his feather silk to the millions of Yin Souls, and Ling Kun said lightly: "The Yin Soul belongs to me." ”

Feng Zhentian glanced at him and found that the yin spirits who wanted to avoid the reincarnation array involuntarily turned into black mist and poured into his body or soul chain, so he took the feather silk and continued to catch others.

The dignified mortal realm true immortals, whether they are martial marquis cultivators or martial saint cultivators, they are like three-year-old children in his eyes, and their every move can't escape his eyes.

Roll whoever you want.

Catch whoever you want.

No one can see how the feather silk appeared, and no one can get rid of the feather silk sweep.

In the blink of an eye, people fell into the square like dumplings.

As soon as the people in the square finished witnessing the reincarnation array of the Xuanfeng Academy Master, they saw those people fall down uncontrollably, and they immediately looked at the sky in disbelief.

However, they could see nothing but the Shadows.

Ling Kun's eyebrows frowned slightly, and he asked again, "What are you doing with them?" ”

Feng Zhentian said as a matter of course: "All gathered together and slapped to death." ”

Ling Kun: "......"

On Baixiaomen Square, everyone was dumbfounded.

Luo Qingyin and Zi Yunchen also looked at each other.

Luo Qingyin frowned and said, "What's the matter?" ”

Can you still let people pay a good visit?

Zi Yunchen was even more surprised than Luo Qingyin.

Because, these people who fell down were on the list of enemies that needed to be dealt with at the Baixiaomen wedding scene!

Is someone helping?

Or is someone making trouble?

Zi Yunchen quietly motioned to the guardian leader, and the guardian leader was also confused.

Suddenly, the fingertips flashed.

He crushed the light, put the information in his mind, and immediately transmitted the voice to report: "Master, the messenger has come to report that the roof of His Royal Highness Xiahou was suddenly lifted by a ribbon, and His Royal Highness Xiahou was swept away by the ribbon and disappeared. ”

His Royal Highness Xiahou is also known as Xiahou Yu, and Zhao Jinyan betrayed the Dayan Divine Dynasty together and joined the Tianluo Temple as one of the contenders for the throne.

Zhao Jinyan is a smart person, and he gathered many of his enemies to come to Baixiao City, but he did not appear in person, but let this Xiahou Yu co-ordinate.

Swept away by streamers?

Zi Yunchen felt that things were beyond his prediction.

Then, the light of the Guardian Leader lit up one after another, and countless messages poured in.

"Zhang Ba, the leader of the Flying Heaven Society, the third force of the Black Domain, was mysteriously swept away by the streamer, facing the direction of Baixiaomen, please pay attention!"

"When I found the eye of the human sacrifice array, I saw with my own eyes that the array division sitting in the eye of the array suddenly flew away with a ribbon, I don't know if the human sacrifice array has changed, please send the array division for reinforcements."

"Many streamers suddenly appeared in the sky, and the divine sense cannot be touched, and the situation is unknown, so please be sure to take countermeasures."

“……”

The leader of the Guardians ran out the door from behind the crowd and looked up at the sky.

Sure enough, there was a ribbon that flashed away.

It's just that how similar is this ribbon to the feather silk on the man who suddenly appeared just now?

The Guardian Leader reported the news to Zi Yunchen.

Zi Yunchen raised his eyes and looked at the sky.

The light of the dragon's eyes flickered, penetrating all the obstructions, and he clearly saw Ling Kun and Feng Zhentian standing in the air.

Ling Kun was absorbing the Yin Spirit.

But because there are too many Yin Spirits, no one will find out if there are tens of thousands less.

The feather silk behind Feng Zhentian flew and swept away, and it didn't take long for another person to be thrown down.

Zi Yunchen's heart suddenly settled down.

The corners of his lips hooked up a charming arc, and Zi Yunchen smiled and said to Luo Qing, "Let's continue to worship the church." ”

……

The people who were thrown on Baixiaomen Square, Xiahou Yu, the Human Sacrifice Array Array, Yu Qingjun, Zhang Ba and others were a little dumbfounded.

They are all men with heads and faces.

When they didn't tear their faces publicly, they didn't plan to directly confront Zi Yunchen.

However, a sudden streamer interrupts all their plans.

They were like newborn babies who fell unconcealed on the square of Baixiaomen.

The face is lost, and the inside is also lost.

Then there is no need to hide it.

Mao Dun Literature