Seeing her like this, Luo Shiying knew that she was angry and laughed in her heart.

This Fairy Zhuo was finally angry, it was really not easy.

She has always been like a white jade statue, not touching the fireworks of the world, not contaminating human nature and emotions, and has always been calm.

"Uncle Luo!" Zhuo Xiaowan lowered her jade face.

Luo Shiying quickly waved his hand: "Okay, okay, let's go right away, he won't die so easily!"

Zhuo Xiaowan said: "Uncle Luo, how could you know that Senior Brother Song can block Fang Mingxi's attack?... If Senior Brother Song hadn't been able to block that attack, the Tianjian had already killed him!"

"Don't worry, I can save him." Luo Shiying said with a smile: "It's not that easy to die."

Zhuo Xiaowan frowned and looked at him.

Luo Shiying couldn't bear her cold gaze and explained helplessly: "The black jade sign in your arms has the ability to protect your body and can block the attack of the Tianjian."

Zhuo Xiaowan's eyebrows relaxed.

Luo Shiying said: "But you can only block one attack."

Zhuo Xiaowanshu breathed: "Uncle Luo, are you going to let Fang Mingxi bully us?"

"Oh..." Luo Shiying shook her head: "She is also a pitiful person!"

Zhuo Xiaowan looked at him deeply: "It seems that Uncle Luo has a good relationship with this Fang Mingxi!"

"Our generation was like you when we were young, and we also experienced in Daluo City." Luo Shiying shook her head and said, "Fang Mingxi is like you now, in her prime, with her eyes above the top. What arrogance and stunningness, a pity..., fate is so good!"

Zhuo Xiaowan looked faint: "It seems that Uncle Luo is friends with her?"

"Friend?" Luo Shiying shook her head gently: "You can't be considered a friend, she won't treat me as a friend."

He spoke slowly but his body movements were very fast. He blinked his eyes with Zhuo Xiaowan and caught up with Song Yunge and Fang Mingxi.

Song Yunge's face was pale and haggard, and his beard seemed to have grown apart and became much more vicissitudes.

He kept drawing arcs, blocking the attacks of the Sky Sword again and again.

He was like a ball, constantly hit by the Sky Sword, flying around and unable to fall, and occasionally blew the bloody arrows.

Seeing him like this, Zhuo Xiaowan became more anxious and looked at Luo Shiying.

Luo Shiying sighed leisurely: "Miss Fang, it's been a long time since I was gone!"

Fang Mingxili ignored him.

Luo Shiying looked at Zhuo Xiaowan and showed an awkward look.

Zhuo Xiaowan frowned and glared at him.

"Cough cough." Luo Shiying coughed lightly, forcing her torment and shouted loudly: "Miss Fang, forget it."

Fang Mingxi still ignored it and still waved the Sky Sword to attack wildly, with bright eyes that were not inferior to the dazzling light of the Sky Sword, and his charm was cool.

"Oh..., why bother?" Luo Shiying shook his head and said, "A man cannot be resurrected when he dies. Even if Xiao Song is killed, what can I do? Mo Yunfan is still dead. If he dies, he will die. If he cannot survive, Mo Yunfan will definitely not want you to become like this. He must hope that you can take good care of yourself."

His slow advice made Zhuo Xiaowan's face dark, and his bright eyes seemed to be about to spit out fire.

She couldn't help but snorted: "Uncle Luo, you can't beat Fang Mingxi, right?"

Luo Shiying shook her head quickly: "How is that possible?!"

"What are you talking about?" Zhuo Xiaowan scolded: "It's just take it!"

Luo Shiying shook her head and sighed, "Xiaowan, Fang Mingxi is still quite pitiful. I can understand her anger. Just make her angry."

Zhuo Xiaowanyu's face was gloomy and she said coldly: "Uncle Luo, it seems that this Fang Mingxi is of great origin. Is Mo Yunfan's biological father a big man?"

Even though she was angry, she still calm and rational, and quickly analyzed the reason for Luo Shiying's attitude.

Under normal circumstances, he had already attacked or captured Fang Mingxi instead of nagging here.

There must be a reason for this. Is it because of fear? Or is it because of personal affairs?

In front of himself and Senior Brother Song, even if he had an affair, he would not dare to be so blatantly favoritism. So there is only one explanation, that is, fear.

Uncle Luo didn’t dare to treat Fang Mingxi!

After thinking through this, she said helplessly: "Then let's go! Take Senior Brother Song away!"

"Oh..." Luo Shiying sighed, "Okay, Miss Fang, let's go after the tribute."

After saying that, he flashed to Song Yunge.

Fang Mingxi's heavenly sword slashed at him.

"Oh..." A light sword appeared behind Luo Shiying's head, and he waved his sword to meet Fang Mingxi's heavenly sword.

"Bang!" Amid the thunderous explosion, the wind whistled, and the surrounding trees broke one after another.

Song Yunge continued to fly in the air. Zhuo Xiaowan came up to catch him, but his body suddenly folded, avoiding Zhuo Xiaowan's jade hand.

He stepped on several steps in the void, breathed a sigh of relief, and his face became paler: "Junior Sister Zhuo, let's run away!"

Zhuo Xiaowan nodded slightly.

She knew why Song Yunge avoided him, because he contained the huge power of Jianhou, and was afraid that he could not bear it.

The two of them disappeared into the woods like two wisps of smoke in the blink of an eye.

Fang Mingxi shouted angrily: "Luo Shiying, get out of here!"

Luo Shiying shook her head and sighed, "Miss Fang, why bother! Mo Yunfan was not killed by Xiao Song. Just beat him and vent his anger. There is no need to kill someone, right?"

"I'm not angry!" Fang Mingxi shouted angrily.

Luo Shiying said: "It's almost done. I think Xiao Song is already exhausted. If he continues to fight, he will be dead."

"I deserve it if I die!"

"You can't say that. After all, he is our disciple of Tianyue. If you really die, that's a big trouble!"

"It's a trouble, what's scary about me now!"

"If you can avoid causing trouble, don't cause trouble. Although Mo Yunfan is dead, you are still alive after all. Live well. When the time passes, your mood will naturally not be so sad."

"fart!"

"Oh... Miss Fang, don't bother me. Let's put aside all this. It's better to go to Mobei to experience the vastness of the world and feel the humbleness of human life, and then feel how ordinary life and death are in the world."

"Don't go!"

"I'll accompany you with Miss Fang in person."

"You—? Let's take a mirror to look at yourself!"

"Haha, I've taken it and I feel that I'm pretty good. No problem. Let's go to Mobei."

"Get out!"

"Let's go, let's put aside everything, just act like you have lost your memory and forgotten everything. Starting from scratch, you still have great years and great times!"

...

The remaining Song Yunge can no longer be heard.

He spewed out another mouthful of blood, which was the thirteenth mouthful of blood today, almost two or three swords at one mouthful of blood.

Zhuo Xiaowan frowned: "Have you taken the Shengsheng Creation Pill?"

Song Yunge nodded and smiled, "Natural."

"It doesn't matter, right?" Zhuo Xiaowan said.

Song Yunge smiled and said, "I have that magical technique, why is it important? Don't worry, I can't die."

"Let's take a look." Zhuo Xiaowan reached out and touched his wrist, and a powerful force suddenly came in from her fingers.

She flew backwards.

Song Yunge shook his head helplessly: "It doesn't matter, junior sister?"

Zhuo Xiaowan's mouth is red, and this violent and pure power is too powerful.
Chapter completed!