Fang Fushui was completely messy, today was too exciting, at first he fought with people to survive, and then the flying sword was almost taken away, and then he met the cultivator, they asked him some inexplicable questions and then let him go, but the most exciting thing came, there was a cultivator who came over, but directly accused him of being his uncle, which really made him almost faint......

The two monks of the Xijiang Sect, Zhao Lin, also felt inexplicably wonderful, and they never expected that Fang Qi, who was one of the true disciples of Zixiao Palace, would actually appear in front of them.

They also knew that it was said that Fang Qi had a brother named Fang Jie, who was also a true disciple of Zixiao Palace, and he was also the head of the true disciples, and the double masterpiece of the Fang clan of Zixiao Palace had already spread among the cultivation circles.

Hehe...... Lin Duhe and Zhao Changkong glanced at Fang Fushui, and vaguely understood the intentions of the Worry-free Daoist...... Unexpected! Unexpected! The little guy actually got involved with Fang's Shuangjie.

As long as he worships Zixiao Palace, and is covered by such two powerful uncles, then the future will be smooth sailing and grow into a very good character.

In the near future, the people of Sanssouci Dao will inevitably get great benefits by virtue of the good karma they have formed with Fang Fushui before......

Now the little guy is still a stupid look with his head covered and his brain covered, and he doesn't know that he is going to be lucky, and such an opportunity is simply envious of Zhao Lin and the others.

However, what was strange in their hearts was that since Fang Fushui was the nephew of the Fang brothers, how did he become a lowly slave in someone else's house in the first place. What's the secret here?

However, this was Fang Qi's private matter, not something they could explore.

"Do the two Daoists know this kid?" Fang Qi asked, pointing at Fang Fushui.

"Oh, I don't know! We've only met Nephew Ling for the first time. Zhao Lin and the others shook their heads again and again.

"Yes? I saw that the two of you were talking to him quite speculatively. Fang Qi asked with a smile.

Huh, when did he come, couldn't he have come a long time ago and seen everything just now?

The two of them suddenly had a little big head. Zixiao Palace, their Xijiang faction can't afford to mess with it, and this Fang Qi, their brothers can't afford to mess with it either.

They were very rough with Fang Fushui at first, and if they provoked Fang Qi's displeasure because of this, they couldn't afford to be guilty.

"Haha...... Yes, even though it was the first time we met, we were quite close to this little guy. Lin Duhe smiled dryly, and then he turned his head to Fang Fushui and smiled, "Do you say that's the case?"

After the buffer of this meeting, Fang Fushui also regained his composure, and he listened to all the words of the three of them, and with the tone of the two, he felt that the two of them seemed to be quite afraid of his cheap uncle.

And I don't know if it's his illusion, Lin Duhe looked at him with a flattering look in his eyes......

I think that if I crooked my mouth and sued them in front of my uncle, they would only be frightened...... Of course, he was a good boy with integrity after all, and that kind of unkind thought only flashed in his mind.

Although Zhao Changkong and Lin Duhe scared him a lot before, they didn't do anything to him after all, not only did they let him leave safely, but even the flying sword was returned to him, and he didn't do too much, and he didn't want to sue him for anything.

Therefore, after listening to Lin Duhe's words, Fang Fushui nodded and did not express any objections.

The two of them immediately felt at ease in their hearts, and quietly cast a grateful glance at Fang Fushui, only then did they realize that the cheap disciple that their worry-free senior brother had accepted was quite kind......

"Are you really my uncle?, then why have I never heard my mother say that?" Fang Fushui looked at Fang Qi fixedly, and finally couldn't wait to ask the doubts that had been haunting his heart for a long time.

"Huh...... Of course I am your uncle, as for your mother didn't tell you, it's because ......" Speaking of this, Fang Qi suddenly paused and glanced at Zhao Lin and the others.

The two of them immediately arched their hands towards Fang Qi with interest, and Zhao Changkong said: "My brothers and sisters will not disturb the reunion of Brother Dao's relatives, so I will leave." ”

Fang Qi was very satisfied with the interest of the two, and said with a smile: "The two of you walk slowly, ......"

In the next moment, the bodies of the two of them rose into the air, turned into streamers and disappeared into the night sky with a swish.

As a result, only Fang Qi and Fang Fushui were left on the empty roof, and on the long street, those who were originally competing for the flying sword had long since disappeared, and even Ji Shaocong, who was beaten to the ground by Fang Fushui, took the opportunity to sneak away, leaving only the unlucky ones who were sanctioned by Zhao Lin and the others still lying on the ground and moaning weakly......

"Uncle...... My mother ......, "Fang Fushui has to continue the topic of Fang Cai, he is now full of questions, he has such a powerful uncle, why didn't his mother mention it before?"

At this time, Fang Qi suddenly interrupted his words and said with a smile: "Okay, it's not suitable for talking because it's windy here, let me take you back to the palace first!" He didn't wait for Fang Fushui to speak, a ball of spiritual light rose under his feet, and he grabbed Fang Fushui's arm and was about to turn away.

"Wait! Immortal Chief, wait!" Suddenly, a voice sounded from a distance, followed by the sound of messy footsteps, and the next moment, a crystal hand rested on the eaves, and a figure flipped up.

"Gongzi Qu!" Fang Fushui said in astonishment.

"Huh...... Fang Shaoxia, we meet again. Qu Lanling greeted Fang Fushui with a smile.

"Is there anything wrong with you kid stopping the poor road?" Fang Qi was originally a child of a family, and he didn't hate Qu Lanling, who was also an elegant son, so although he was rashly stopped by the other party, he didn't get angry.

"Dare to ask the Immortal Elder, but you are practicing in Zixiao Palace?" Qu Lanling asked cautiously. After all, the person standing in front of him was a cultivator, and no matter how noble his status was in the mortal world, he was just an ant in front of this person, so he had to be careful.

"Well, exactly, I don't know if you have any advice, Xiaoyou?" Fang Qi asked in a joking tone.

"Ah, the lady in charge of your palace is surnamed Qu, and her name is Rouyun......"

"Bold! What are you! Dare to mention the name of my master! Can't you find death?" Fang Qi's face changed suddenly, and a cold light burst out in his eyes, which made Qu Lanling's feet weak, and he stumbled, almost falling off the roof.

"Immortal Changxiu is going to misunderstand!" and listen to the explanation...... Qu Lanling stepped on several tiles in a row, and finally stabilized his figure, and said in a panic.

"Okay, you say, poor Dao listen, you'd better give me a good explanation, otherwise you'll ......"

"Immortal Rong Yu! Rong Yu...... I am a member of the Henan Qu family in the Song Kingdom, and there is an ancestor who once went into the mountains to cultivate, and her name is called ......"