"Oh?" As soon as the group of spiritual cultivators finished speaking, they heard a long oh from the man, and the light that shrouded him was so dazzling that the group couldn't see what he looked like at all.

"Fang Yuluo, I saved your life, you should thank me." The man suddenly said faintly, his figure flashed, and he flew directly from the air with Fang Luoxue to Huang Qingwan.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, Fang Yuluo, who was imprisoned by him, was directly thrown into her group of senior brothers.

"A group of useless rice buckets actually watched me being bullied like this!" As soon as Fang Yu was free, she scolded her and her brothers.

"Fang Yuluo, if we are only a moment slow, it is estimated that you have been pinched to death by a finger from this senior." Fang Yu's words fell, and the man glanced at her with a sneer, and there was a little disdain in his words.

"You!" Fang Yuluo was choked by his words for a long time, and just as he wanted to make a move, he saw the dazzling light that the person shrouded in his body slowly dissipated.

What caught everyone's eyes was the long burgundy hair, like a ripe grape, and the gorgeous color spread out, like a blooming manju sawa.

That face, about twenty years old, was well-defined, wheat-colored skin, with hard lines, and the most chilling thing was his peculiar pair of dead fish eyes, which, no matter what kind of expression this person had, made him look like he was angry.

On both sides of his cheeks, there were two red lines, like demon lines.

Actually, this face is quite handsome, but, with that pair of dead fish eyes, how do you really look at it, how fierce and vicious.

It's as if everyone owes him millions.

A well-tailored black robe, composed of armor and luxurious black animal hair, looks like an antique windbreaker, and the leather pants on the lower half of the body make Huang Qinglian can't help but look at it twice.

This man, up and down, exudes a special aura.

Indescribable feeling.

Huang glanced at it a few times, as if he had seen a dense array of beast totems behind him, and those beast totems were presented in the darkness, as if they were manifested by himself.

In fact, this man is not very burly, it is estimated that he is only 1.7 meters tall, and on the tall Ziweixing of ordinary people, such a figure can be regarded as petite.

It's just that this person's aura is very powerful, not the aura of the realm, but the unique pair of dead fish eyes, which makes him look like a beast running out of the pile of ten thousand beasts.

Huang Qingwan rarely observes a person so carefully, but he only feels that the man in front of him is very eye-catching.

"Boy, what kind of eyes are you!" This is, just when he turned around and glanced at Fang Luoxue and the others, the dead fish eyes were like creditors who came to collect debts, and those spiritual cultivators who were shocked retreated a few meters away, not to mention doing it, this man's dead fish eyes were about to scare them to death.

Is that look warning them about something?

"The Third Son--"

At this moment, the fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl in the green dress on the second floor on the opposite side ran over, and as soon as she came over, she grabbed the man's arm and said, "The head of the family has explained, come out to be obedient, why are you disobedient again?" ”

is obviously a little girl, and she talks like a mother, and in her words, there is a bit of old age that should not be there at this age.