Han Feiguan was first taken aback when he heard the voice of a man talking, because all the women in the Jade Girl Gate were women. Now there is a man's voice, and eighty percent of them are reinforcements invited by the Jade Girl Gate. Although Han Feiguan was surprised, he didn't pay much attention to it. When he looked back at the little fat man, his face suddenly changed.

"It's you!"

Han Feiguan is now faintly uneasy in his heart, he is naturally very familiar with the little fat man. With the last light of the little fat man, he obviously hit him with a thunderbolt. You must know that this thunderbolt is by no means an ordinary explosive, even if it is an ancient divine beast that is blown up, it will have to fly flesh and blood. The little fat man in front of him was like a living tiger, and Han Feiguan began to wonder if this little fat man was flesh and blood.

Han Feiguan now has a black veil on one of his eyes, and his eye was stabbed by the little fat man's flying knife after he blew up the little fat man. Now, when Han Feiguan saw the little fat man, he was at a loss for a while.

The little fat man also knew that he himself had no cultivation at all now, let alone against Han Feiguan, even those people brought by Han Feiguan casually, even those who were cooking on the fire inside, could easily knock the little fat man to the ground. Han Feiguan couldn't figure out the details of the little fat man for a while, he took two steps back, reached out and grabbed one of his subordinates, pushed hard in front of the little fat man, and said loudly: "You go!"

That person was pushed by Han Feiguan, staggered, and pounced on the little fat man. Although that person knew that he had become Han Feiguan's shield, he was helpless. He saw that he came to the little fat man, looked at the sword in the little fat man's hand, and handed the sword in his hand to the little fat man.

The swords intersected, making a crisp sound. If it had been placed five years ago, the little fat man could have killed the opponent in front of him with a single sword. But today's little fat man is not the little fat man of five years ago. He didn't have any cultivation on his body now, and when his swords intersected, he felt a strong force coming out of his shoulders like a wrist. The sword in his hand was unsteady for a while, and he flew out of his hand, flipped two heels gracefully in the air, and stuck it on the ground in a daze.

The little fat man's opponent was taken aback, he didn't expect the little fat man to be so vulnerable. Han Feiguan was also taken aback, and he began to wonder if this little fat man was the same little fat man back then. The little fat man's opponent saw that the little fat man was stunned, and his heart was happy, and he raised his sword and stabbed the little fat man's heart.

The little fat man saw the sword that pierced his heart, and stopped two centimeters away from him. His opponent lowered his head and looked incredulously at the tip of the three-centimeter sword that emerged from his chest. Blood ran down the tip of the sword and stained his chest red, and the poor and pathetic man fell to the ground unwillingly, his eyes wide open, as if trying to see who had given him the sword behind his back.

From the opponent's fallen body, the little fat man saw the pretty face behind him. It turned out that Li Meng had long known that the little fat man was not cultivating now, and he was anxious when he saw him rushing forward recklessly. Fortunately, Han Feiguan didn't make a move, otherwise, the little fat man would probably be standing here with his life now.

Li Meng saw that the little fat man's long sword was picked off, and he was in a hurry, and he had already rushed over. The little fat man's opponent was ecstatic, and he didn't notice for a moment that Li Meng had arrived behind him. By the time he wanted to stab the little fat man to death, Li Meng's sword had already pierced through his vest.

In normal times, Li Meng couldn't defeat this person so lightly. The reason why this person died under Li Meng's sword was that he died under his own complacency.

Li Meng took a few steps, grabbed the little fat man's arm, and dragged him to a place where there was no one by the wall. Li Meng looked at the little fat man and said with a reproachful tone: "Senior brother, you know that you didn't cultivate, but you still forced yourself over!"

The little fat man listened to Li Meng's words, and his face was even more gloomy. He also knew that he couldn't pose any threat to Han Feiguan's people, but seeing Hai Rou and her disciples being killed one by one, the little fat man was powerless. For him, his heart is even more tormented.

Han Feiguan also saw that the little fat man was not cultivating now, he laughed wildly and said, "I also said that you were the little fat man back then, and now it seems that you are simply a waste!"

Hai Rou, who was on the side, also saw the little fat man's current cultivation level, and sighed. The little fat man knew that he hadn't cultivated himself, and he rushed over to help, which showed that he cared about himself. The more the little fat man was like this, the more uncomfortable Hai Rou felt in her heart.

The little fat man's hand holding the sword began to tremble slightly because of the excitement in his heart. Listening to Han Feiguan's words, the little fat man felt even more uncomfortable. Just when the little fat man didn't think about whether to attack or defend, he suddenly heard a little girl's crisp cry: "Mother......"

The little fat man turned his head to look, and just in time to see a little girl wearing a red embroidered padded jacket and black cotton pants underneath, and called a little girl wearing a pair of blue cotton boots to run out of the house. This little girl looked like she was about four or five years old, and her delicate little face was as red as a ripe apple.

The little girl may have been locked up in the house and now doesn't know how to escape. She called out to her mother as she ran, following the direction she ran to, the same direction where Hai Rou was fighting.

Hai Rou was having an inseparable fight with a purple-faced old man, but now she suddenly heard the little girl's scream, and her face changed instantly. She took one back and forced the purple-faced old man back two steps, trying to retreat towards the little girl.

Unexpectedly, after the purple-faced old man dodged Hai Rou's sword, he then pounced, and the sword in his hand had a sharp whistling sound, and Hai Rou couldn't pull away at all. In desperation, Hai Rou had no choice but to turn around and take the sword of the purple-faced old man.

After taking the sword, Hai Rou anxiously shouted at the little girl, "Caiyun, hurry back to the house!"

When the little fat word heard that the little girl was called Hai Rou Niang, she was taken aback at first, because the master of the Jade Girl Gate could not get married. So, how did this little girl come about. The little fat man suddenly remembered the charming contact with Hai Rou, and his face suddenly changed, and his eyes were fixed on the little girl.

When the little girl saw her mother Hairou's anxious appearance, she was very frightened, and turned around and ran back the way she came. At this moment, a figure flashed, and the little girl Caiyun was already in her hands.

This person is none other than Han Feiguan, who is sitting on the mountain watching the tiger fight. When he heard the little girl call her Hairou Niang, he had an evil smile on his face. Seeing that the little girl wanted to run back, Han Feiguan's figure moved, blocked the little girl's way, stretched out his powerful arms, and hugged Xiao Caiyun in his arms.

Xiao Caiyun saw that the one-eyed man grabbed her, and she was so frightened that she cried, struggling with her hands and feet. However, no matter how much she struggled, she couldn't break free from the arm of Han Feiguan, a master of the gossip period.

"Colorful Cloud ......"

Hai Rou screamed again, and she swung the sword in her hand with all her might, finally forcing back the purple-faced old man in front of her. Taking advantage of the fact that the purple-faced old man didn't catch up, Hai Rou took a leap and jumped in front of Han Feiguan about a foot away.

Hai Rou looked at the little girl who was holding tightly in Han Feiguan's hand, angry and anxious, and said loudly: "Han Feiguan, you are also a top-notch figure in the martial arts, what kind of hero is it to hold a powerless child! If you have the ability, let go of the child, let's have a one-on-one duel!"

Han Feiguan looked at the little girl crying in his arms with one eye, and said with a gloomy smile: "Lord of the Sea Gate, this is your child? I'm really curious, which hero is her father?"

Hai Rou secretly glanced at the little fat man out of the corner of her eye, just in time to see the little fat man's puzzled look. So, she quickly retracted her gaze and said, "Her father is dead!" Han Feiguan, you let her go, let's have a fair duel!"

Han Feiguan laughed, laughing so hard that tears had already flowed out of his single eye. Both sides of the fight were shocked by Han Feiguan's laughter, and they all stopped and automatically returned to their teams.

Han Feiguan's people were all standing in Han Feiguan's hand, the people from the Jade Girl Gate were standing behind Hai Rou, and the little fat man and Li Meng were standing beside Hai Rou. Now, the focus of the confrontation between the two sides is the little girl crying in Han Feiguan's arms.

After Han Feiguan finished laughing, he looked at Hai Rou defiantly with one eye, and said, "It's very simple for me to let go of this child, as long as you agree, take your disciples and all join the team of King Penglai." Vowed never to rebel again, I immediately released the child. ”

"Impossible!"

Hai Rou didn't think about it, and rejected Han Feiguan's suggestion. Her eyes looked at the child in Han Feiguan's arms, and there was a tangled and painful look on her face.

Han Feiguan didn't expect Hai Rou to answer so categorically, he looked at Hai Rou with some annoyance, raised the child in his hand, and asked loudly, "Don't you want your child anymore?"

The little girl's cry was even more miserable, and this sound, like a sharp sword, pierced Hai Rou's heart. Tears flowed from Hai Rou's eyes, and she said with a resolute look on her face: "Even if my child is dead, I can't turn to the thief and make the ancestor's face disgraceful!"

"Good! good!"

The expression on Han Feiguan's face couldn't tell whether it was anger or mockery, he picked up the child and threw her into the sky. The little girl flew into the air as fast as an arrow off the string. At her speed, if she falls to the ground, I'm afraid that Da Luo Jin Immortal will not be able to return to the sky.

When Hai Rou saw the little girl being thrown out, her hands and feet were weak, and her face was no longer bloody. She watched her child be thrown out quickly, and now it was too late to rescue her.

"Zhu Xiuyun!"

Hai Rou let out a heart-rending cry, piercing this temporarily quiet time and space. Her eyes were bloodshot, and she collapsed weakly on the ground as she looked at the child who was fading away and was about to fall to the ground.

After the little fat man heard that the child's surname was Zhu, he understood a qiē. He shouted like crazy, "No......"