Wu Fancai didn't bother to care so much, seeing that the little beast had solved a big trouble by himself, his heart was relieved, and then he turned his head, looking at Lotte and the emaciated young man not far away with cold eyes. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The savage giant beast condensed by the ghost martial arts sect just now, the breath is at least in the late stage of Jindan, if it weren't for the sudden power of the little beast, Wu Fan would probably be really fierce today.

Although this emaciated young man did not dare to kill Wu Fan, but a serious injury was definitely inevitable, Wu Fan thought of this, and couldn't help but look up at the huge arch in the distance and the giant beast carving on it.

I don't know if it's his delusion, Wu Fan always felt that there seemed to be something missing from this ghost martial arts, but after watching it for a long time, he didn't find anything, Wu Fan had to give up the idea of continuing to observe, and thought about something else.

Looking at the appearance of this emaciated young man, he must have known Lotte for a long time, otherwise he would not rashly help Lotte deal with Wu Fan.

And the behavior of the two of them did make Wu Fan murderous, since he came to this ancient barbarian clan, it can be said that he has been troubled everywhere, and he can't help himself when he says that he is under the fence, but Wu Fan's natural arrogance in his bones still makes him can't help but move the killing thought.

It's just that in this ancient barbarian clan, if he makes a rash move, Wu Fan will not escape death, thinking of this, Wu Fan also felt a little helpless in his heart, and at this time, he just glanced coldly at Lotte and the emaciated young man not far away, and then turned around, intending to leave.

"Who dares to tamper with the Ghost Martial Sect, don't you know that the sect is important, and it is not allowed to fight privately?"

Wu Fan had just driven the magic weapon to fly for a few zhang or so, when a majestic voice sounded behind him again, and at the same time, an extremely powerful aura mixed with this violent aura instantly locked Wu Fan firmly.

"In the late stage of Jindan, could it be that the pavilion master is not successful?"

Wu Fan's mind turned sharply, and he immediately put away the magic weapon, and turned to look back.

On the arch not far away, there were already three more monks at some point, the first one, three times long hair, dressed in a white robe, holding a stalk of Buddha dust in his hand, if it weren't for the slender ears and covered with fluff, it was really no different from the human race.

Next to it stood a middle-aged man with sword eyebrows and sideburns, also wearing a purple robe, although his hair was gray, but if he looked closely, he could see that this person was extremely handsome, and he was faintly similar to Lotte.

At the back of the two of them, there was also a handsome young man, who looked to be about seventeen or eighteen years old, with a giant sword behind him, standing with his hands in his hands at this time, his eyes swept over the few people below from time to time, and there was no expression on his face.

However, after Wu Fan saw the appearance of this young man, he couldn't help muttering in his heart, this young man with a giant sword on his back actually looked ninety percent similar to Lotte, if it weren't for the cold color on his face and the different breath on his body, he really couldn't tell the difference between the two.

Wu Fan looked at these people, and there was a faint guess in his heart.

"Zhao Heng, what's going on here, who let you use the Ghost Martial Sect without permission? Hey, a soul in the Ghost Martial Sect actually disappeared for no reason, what's going on?"

The middle-aged monk at the head only sensed it slightly, then sighed lightly, his face suddenly became cold, he turned his head, stared at the emaciated young man before, and asked without question.

"Back to the Pavilion Master, this person trespassed on the Ghost Martial Sect, so the disciple drove the Ghost Martial Sect to punish him slightly, and I hope that the Pavilion Master will be aware of it. ”

When the emaciated young man heard this, he hurriedly knelt down on his knees, and said tremblingly, just with a panicked look on his face.

"Oh, this is so strange, so the soul that disappeared in this ghost martial sect is also the cause of this person?"

When the middle-aged monk heard this, he curiously glanced at Wu Fan in the distance, and then turned his head and stroked the long hair on his chin with one hand, with a thoughtful expression.

"This, the disciple doesn't know, it seems that the spiritual pet on this person's body did it, and the disciple doesn't know about other things. ”

When the emaciated young man heard this, he recalled it slightly, but the tone was not very affirmative, which made the pavilion master frown.

"You are a disciple of that pavilion, and it seems that you are not a monk of our clan. ”

After a while, the middle-aged monk turned his head, looked Wu Fan's clothes up and down, and asked with a cold expression.

"Back to the Pavilion Master, I am Wu Fan, a disciple of the Deacon Pavilion, and I am indeed a foreign monk who has recently entered the aristocracy. ”

Seeing this, Wu Fan's heart froze, and he hurriedly arched his hand and replied, but he did not mention that Zhao Heng drove the token to attack him without authorization, but he frankly admitted that he had trespassed into the Ghost Martial Sect, which made the middle-aged monk's eyes flash a trace of strangeness.

"That's it, since it is a new disciple who has joined the clan, those who don't know it are not guilty, so this matter is over, but is the soul in this ghost martial arts sect, as Zhao Heng said, the little beast on your shoulder?"

After the middle-aged monk finished speaking, a trace of cold light burst out of his eyes, and at the same time, a sky-high momentum on his body suddenly locked onto Wu Fan.

"Back to the pavilion master, I don't know anything about this matter, as for the soul that the pavilion master said, I haven't heard of it at all, I was attacked by the ghost martial arts sect, and I can only defend myself in desperation, as for my spirit pet, it is just an ornamental pet, and it has no ability to attack, and I hope that the pavilion master will be aware of it. ”

Wu Fan was shocked in his heart, coupled with the extreme strength of this breath, his knees were weak, and he couldn't bear to kneel on the ground again, and when he heard the words, he hurriedly lowered his head and explained eagerly.

It's just that the weird ability of the little beast naturally didn't reveal the slightest.

"Zhao Heng, privately used the Ghost Martial Sect, causing damage to the Ghost Martial Sect, revoked the status of the deacon's disciple, and thought about it for a month, as for Lotte, it is better to take it back to the pavilion master to educate him, and if there is something to do, he will not accompany him. ”

The middle-aged monk stared at Wu Fan for a while, and finally turned his head, and gave a faint order to Zhao Heng below, and then ordered in an unquestionable tone, and then his figure flashed, and in the blink of an eye, he disappeared from the previous prohibition of Ling Wu Pavilion.

Seeing this, Zhao Heng also glanced at Wu Fan with great resentment, and then turned around and took several other disciples back to Ling Wu Pavilion as well, and in the blink of an eye, only the three of Lotte and Wu Fan were left.

"Tian'er, go with your father. ”

The pavilion master of the Giant Sword Pavilion looked at Wu Fan with a blank look in his eyes, and then he greeted Lotte under the arch, and then his figure flashed, and he took the lead in flying into the distance.

"Hmph, the sect competition in half a year, unless you don't participate, when the time comes, I will break your bones. ”

Before leaving, the Lotte Young Pavilion Master did not forget to threaten Wu Fan, so he took out a flying sword magic weapon and hurriedly chased after his father.

As for Wu Fan, he stood in place and pondered for a moment, and finally left Ling Wu Pavilion with a gloomy face.