The pain in my heart became more and more painful.

If you have spiritual roots and are an immortal cultivator...

The Mohist family will not fall.

You won’t be treated so frivolously now!

"Senior, this is my daughter... She is a miserable person. The second husband she was engaged to was just like the first one. He died before they got married!"

"I suspect she is a widowed person with unknown circumstances!"

Yan Zhu was anxious and spoke again: "Otherwise, my little girl wouldn't be able to wear plain clothes and pay filial piety even though her parents are here!"

Li Feiyu's eyes finally moved. As for Yan Zhu's little trick, he could only say that the other party was in a hurry.

I don't even bother to explain that I was misunderstood.

The long sword fell to the ground and stuck diagonally on the ground!

Li Feiyu raised his hand and waved, and under everyone's horrified gaze, his green-gold hand fell on the hand of the man in blue...

He took out a blue ball the size of a meatball.

"Tianleizi!"

Yan Zhu exclaimed, as if he understood something.

It's not that the young man in front of me is cruel, but he discovered in advance that the man in blue holds the Tianleizi and has evil intentions!

Li Feiyu accepted Tianleizi and glanced at the trees on one side.

I understand that I found the guy who was seriously injured and escaped.

The fire bomb technique ignites the body of the man in blue, causing the smoke to move, and the body turns into blue smoke and goes away!

A moment!

Everyone was in a daze, as if they didn't expect that they had escaped disaster.

"Yan Zhu thanks senior for helping us out!"

Yan Zhu stood up, cupped his hands and clasped his fists, and spoke words of gratitude toward the empty sky.

"We just misunderstood him..."

After Yan Zhu finished all this, he looked back at Yan Shi and Mo Caihuan, who were puzzled, and explained Tianleizi's situation.

"Such a young foundation-building monk has a bright future and is not ruthless..."

"Just now...if I really fell in love with the lottery ring, it would be my fault. You must know that this is definitely a rare match for a thousand years!"

Listening to Yan Zhu's words, Yan and Mo Caihuan looked at each other.
Chapter completed!