I thought to myself: Is this little girl dying about me? Is she going to be his man? Amitabha, the little monk is a monk... all monks are hungry...

It was already this time, and Wang Yuan still didn't forget to fantasize.

"Haha! Niu Dachun, you bastard!"

At this time, another voice came from another direction, and a tall man in black appeared on Wang Yuan's left, pointing at Wang Yuan and shouting: "Niu Dachun, hand over the jade seal and family tree, I will spare you!"

Wang Yuan was about to tell the story, to find out what these guys are from.

Then there was another rapid footsteps, and a group of men and women surrounded them from all directions. The men were all dressed in black and the women were all dressed in white.

They are all handsome men and beautiful women, either holding long swords or folding fans, and they look like children from wealthy families.

No need to tell the truth. Seeing this group of people, Wang Yuan had already guessed their origin. These guys were not others, but were all disciples of the Murong family.

Behind Murong Shuang, a familiar face came out. The grandson shook the folding fan and looked proud, and said loudly: "Niu Dachun! I knew that you would lose all your skills after you passed the tribulation and could not escape! I contacted all the disciples of the Murong family early to wait in Chang'an City! Hehe, you can't run away this time."

This little clever ghost is Feng Wu Jiutian.

"damn it!"

Seeing another old acquaintance appear, Wang Yuan was secretly depressed.

Feng Wu Jiutian, a dog... Although he always shoots himself in the foot, he is still a little wise, but he is not smart enough to use his brain, so he is always taken advantage of.

If it were Wang Yuan in the past, he would not have been afraid of the Murong family's mental retarded group, but at this time, Wang Yuan lost all his skills, which could be considered as if he was bullied by a dog in the sun.

But soon Wang Yuan also noticed one thing, that is, although there were many disciples of the Murong family, none of them dared to come forward at this time.

It is not difficult to see that these guys are also witnesses of the thunder tribulation just now, for fear that they would be far away from the king, so the monk would come up with something new to harm people.

"Yo!"

Wang Yuan's eyes rolled and suddenly said enthusiastically: "Lao Feng, you are really Brother Niu's good brother, you really attracted them!"

"Ah? This..."

Feng Wu Jiutian, who was foolish when he saw Wang Yuan calling him brothers, did not react for a while and was still a little flattered. He thought to himself that Niu Dachun regarded him as a friend, wasn’t it a bit unfaithful to do this?

“???!!!”

But when other disciples of the Murong family heard Wang Yuan's words, they suddenly felt panicked and turned their heads to glar at Feng Wu Jiutian.

"My day!"

At this time, Feng Wujiutian also realized Wang Yuan's sinister intentions and immediately shouted: "Don't listen to him provoke the discord! Let's go together and kill him first!"

“…”

Everyone remained silent, stared at Feng Wu Jiutian, and then looked at Wang Yuan again at the same time.

The meaning is already very obvious, so you go first!

"I……"

Feng Wu was in tears in the sky.

After suffering many losses in Wang Yuan's hands, Feng Wu Jiutian was more afraid of Wang Yuan than anyone else, so he was unsure of letting him get on first.

"Come here!" Wang Yuan said enthusiastically: "We agreed before, you want the genealogy, I want the jade seal, and the genealogy is here!"

As he said that, Wang Yuan took out the genealogy of the Murong family and shook it in front of Feng Wu Jiutian's eyes.

“…”

When the disciples of the Murong family around him saw the family tree in Wang Yuan's hand, their faces changed one after another, and their eyes looked at Feng Wu Jiutian even sharper.

"Grass! You bastard who is stingy!"

There were also people with irritable personalities in Murong Shi's family. The second tall man who appeared cursed angrily and slapped Feng Wujiutian's back heart from the air.

Feng Wu Jiutian yelled and was shot to death on the spot.

"Oh? So awesome!"

Seeing that the man slapped Feng Wu Jiutian to death, Wang Yuan raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "Who is your lord?"

"Murrong Family Senior Brother, Murong Yunhai!" The man shouted: "Niu Dachun, your friend is dead, don't talk nonsense here! Hurry up and hand over the family tree and jade seal."

"Hmph!"

Wang Yuan couldn't help but sneer when he heard this.

Murong Yunhai is also a person who pretends to be confused with his understanding. This guy naturally knows that Feng Wu Jiutian and Wang Yuan are not friends. At this time, I would like to remind you specifically, it is actually just to lose one competitor.

"What can you do if I don't give it to you?" Wang Yuan asked with a smile.

"Then you will be in vain today! Dragon Bird Ring!!" Murong Yunhai shouted loudly, threw his right hand up, and a small circle flew above Wang Yuan's head.

"ban!"

Immediately afterwards, a large golden word lit up in the air, and a golden light was shining, and Wang Yuan was shrouded in it and could not move.

"Everyone goes together, kill Niu Dachun, and take back the genealogy of my Murong family!"

The reason why everyone dared not come forward to attack Wang Yuan was because they were afraid that Wang Yuan would have any means of hurting others. At this time, Wang Yuan was trapped by Murong Yunhai's magic weapon, Dragon Bird Ring, and could not move. The disciples of the Murong family immediately had the confidence and rushed up one after another. For a moment, the palm and fingers were flying, and they headed straight for Wang Yuan.

"Amitabha!"

Wang Yuan knew that he was doomed, so he had to close his eyes and recite the scriptures.

But just when Wang Yuan thought he was going to be beaten to death by a crowd, Mario's voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

"Healthy Chi!!"

“?Did you hear it wrong?”

Wang Yuan thought it was a problem with his ears, so he suddenly opened his eyes and saw a white-haired Taoist priest standing in front of him. The Taoist priest opened his arms and a black and white protective cover, which stopped all the attacks of the Murong family.

"Sunflower Demon**!"

Then a red shadow flew out, one minute, two minute, four minute, turning into countless afterimages, covering the disciples of the Murong family who were approaching.

The afterimages dispersed, and a red talisman was posted on the Murong family's disciples. At this time, Gu Mo Ding stood on the left side of Wang Yuan and shouted: "Boss! Look at you!"

Feiyun Paxue on Wang Yuan’s right snapped his fingers and spit out a word lightly: “Explode!”

"boom!!!"

With a loud bang, fire phoenixes fell from the sky, and the sky was filled with fire, forming a circle, isolated Wang Yuan and others from the pursuers of the Murong family.

"It's you... why are you here?"

When Wang Yuan saw Mario and others, he was both surprised and happy.

What was so happy was that although he said at the beginning that he would not let everyone help, these guys ran out of nowhere at the critical moment and blocked a wave of attacks for themselves. Wang Yuan was still quite moved.

What was shocking was that there were many pursuers from the Murong family. Wouldn't Mario and his men appear here to die in vain?

"It's ready! Everyone, go!"

Just when Wang Yuan was at a loss, Ding Laoxian's voice sounded behind Wang Yuan again.

Turning his head, he saw that Ding Laoxian was standing behind Wang Yuan, and a portal had been opened directly behind Wang Yuan.

"Walk!"

Mario and Gu Mo Ting didn't say anything, and each grabbed Wang Yuan's arm, dragged Wang Yuan and jumped into the portal.

Feiyun stepped on the snow and the old fairy Ding followed closely behind.
Chapter completed!