Don't look at his kindness at the moment, if he really wants to explode, a thousand and ten thousand Feng Mo Yuan are not his opponents, but that was before, and now it is different.

"Uncle, how can you say it's a lie, feelings are like a gust of wind, you can come when you should come, and you can't catch it if you don't come."

"I met Condensation in the Nether, and I have made a lifelong promise to each other, uncle, do you want to beat the mandarin duck?"

Yan next to him condensed and heard this, and his little face turned red, like a touch of warm sun in the cold snow.

But Su Mu'er looked a little lonely.

Yes, compared to Yan Condensation, he seems to be nothing!

"Feng Moyuan, don't think that you are the son of a wind madman and can mess around, Condensation is a disciple of our Xuanbing Gate Xuanyu Qixiang."

"Let her be your concubine, are you daydreaming?"

Well?

When everyone heard this, their eyes looked at the past.

I saw that a young man with an extraordinary appearance and a dusty temperament was standing beside Han Jian, it was Ling Nan!

"Nan'er! Shut up! ”

Han Jian raised his eyebrows and hurriedly stopped the latter from continuing.

Then he hurriedly looked back at Feng Moyuan's side, but it was too late.

The corner of Feng Moyuan's mouth smiled lightly, and he looked at the latter with a deep gaze.

This smile is a lingering shadow in Han Jian's heart.

"Who are you to dare to talk to me like that!"

Joke.

I am the name of the Great Name of the Entire Heavenly Domain, and no one in the Zhongzhou of the entire Heavenly Domain knows who knows it.

Not every bastard can stand on top of me.

They are my old uncle, what about you, dare to speak like this, don't you deceive me that the blade is not sharp?

"Hmph." Ling Nan is also domineering, especially since he has never met an opponent among his peers: "Listen, I am the leader of the younger generation of disciples of Xuanbing Sect, and Ling Nan, a genius of Xuanyu Six Rings!" ”

It's loud.

Echoing in the heavenly snow mountains of the hollow valley.

The domineering aura even soars into the sky.

[Ding, provoked by the relationship characters from the son of luck, give suppression and conquest, and the reward is not limited. 】

Oh?

No wonder it's so dragged, it turns out to be someone who has something to do with the son of luck.

But so what?

The sons of fortune will still kneel at my feet and sing about conquest, let alone a chicken like you?

Feng Moyuan turned his head and said with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Uncle, this is your personal disciple?" ”

A bad premonition sounded in Han Jian's heart, and he nodded before Feng Moyuan could speak again.

"Yuan'er, Ling Nan is still young, please forgive me for offending a lot."

hurriedly pulled the latter: "Nan'er, hurry up and apologize to Prince Moyuan!" ”

Ling Nan was stunned. Looking at Han Jian next to him, who was glaring angrily at him, he was stunned.

The master who takes good care of himself on weekdays, today he apologized to him for a sentence?

And I'm not wrong!

Ling Nan stood in place, letting the cold wind baptize him, without saying a word.

Han Jian looked panicked, this little overlord started a fire, he can still resist it, and your kid is in danger in this life!

"Killing him doesn't affect your mood?"

Feng Moyuan chuckled, and the corners of his mouth opened: "Jiang Da? ”

Behind him, a tall figure emerged, shrouded in boundless darkness.

Only a pair of bloody pupils revealed.

The aura of cultivation has come to the middle stage of the Xuanshen Realm, and it can be regarded as a big man!

"Waste limbs, broken dantian!"

Feng Moyuan said a word lightly, turned around and sat on the dragon chair, and looked at Ling Nan with a smile.

"Yes!" Jiang Da received the order, turned into a black meteor, and came to Ling Nan in an instant with a breath.

At this moment, Ling Nan experienced what horror was.

Jiang Da in front of him was like a world-famous demon, and this coercion alone was enough to crush him to pieces, let alone escape.

"Yuan'er, it's too much!" With a slight move of Han Leng's right hand, Ling Nan instantly disappeared in place and came to his side.

It was already shivering, and his whole body was already wet with sweat, and he was embarrassed.

Feng Moyuan didn't laugh angrily: "Uncle, where did I go too far?" ”

"Our family is chatting here, and there are always a few things that are not afraid of death like to interject, and I want him to know a little about the consequences."

"Okay, I'll apologize to you for Nan'er, it's okay, right?" Han Jian couldn't wait to strangle Feng Moyuan's heart.

There is an accident in his guarantee.

Feng Moyuan hurriedly smiled and picked up the cold sword: "Where did my uncle say, how can our family apologize or not." ”

"Besides, one person does things and one person does it, and the words he says are like shit, is it possible to eat it back?"

Han Jian frowned and said, "Then what are you going to do, is it possible that you really want to kill your uncle's personal disciple?" ”

"Don't blame me for going to your father's theory!"

Just kidding, this is a genius that their Xuanbing Gate has not produced for a thousand years.

You can't kill it, but if you dare to talk to me like that, you will be disgusted.

Feng Moyuan smiled at the corner of his mouth, pretending to ponder for a moment.

"That's it, just let him kneel down and apologize to me, I'm also an adult and doesn't remember villains!"

Since he and Ling Nan already have a relationship with the son of luck.

Feng Moyuan naturally wouldn't let him go easily.

Maybe after a period of suppression, the son of luck behind him can still be exposed.

Quiet...

The major elders of the Xuanbing Sect, standing in the air, looking at their nose and nose, and their hearts, have nothing to do with me, and they are not my disciples anyway.

Feng Moyuan is too arrogant, but he is helpless.