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Text Chapter 1130: Hui Zong(2/2)

This guy is only at the seventh level of Tianpo. Although the ordinary Xingyuan Realm may not be his opponent, it is still too rash to go to the Demon Realm.

This guy is indeed a crazy guy, and it is far from the same as the Burial Flower Prince.

Thinking of this in his heart, Ye Ziling's emotions couldn't help but appear on her face.

"You seem to have a lot of objection to Lin Yun?" Master Fu Yun asked with a smile.

Ye Ziling said truthfully: "My daughter has no objection to him, she just doesn't like his ostentatious personality. If he is low-key enough, with his talent, his future achievements will definitely be above me, but now he is just a madman. Before he can enter the Star Lord, he dares to go to the Cangxuan Demon Realm. No matter how talented he is, he has to cherish his life."

"Ha ha ha ha!"

The head of Fuyun couldn't help laughing and said, "Can the Flower Burial Master be arrogant? Can Lin Yun not be arrogant? You are a little targeted at people..."

Ye Ziling seemed to have been exposed, and a rare look of blush appeared on her cold and frosty face, and she whispered: "How can he be compared with the Huahua Duke? The two are so different in strength... I can't target people, but I just don't like him to show off."

"He is the top of the Ninth Heavenly Road list and ranked first on the Tongtian List. Such a monster, how can you keep a low profile in the Fuyun Sword Sect? His strength and talent will appear very ostentatious no matter what he does." Master Fuyun laughed softly.

boom!

Ye Ziling was shocked. His father had never mentioned the other party's ranking in the Tiantian list before. He was actually the top leader in the ninth day?

How is this possible!

This guy is obviously so annoying, how could he be the top spot? This is incredible.

Thinking that he might have misunderstood the other party, Ye Ziling became nervous, but then said, "So what, he secretly raised a young girl!"

The head of Fuyun touched his beard and smiled: "I guessed that may be a weapon spirit or a sword spirit, not what you think."

Artifact Spirit? Sword Spirit?

Ye Ziling was suddenly confused. The girl who was as beautiful as a fairy was actually a spirit of weapon. This misunderstanding was really big. Thinking of the makeup she put on the other party, her face became very embarrassed.

This joke is a bit big.

[I have been applying for a member of the China Writers Association these days, and I have been running around in Hangzhou and Wuhan, which has been delayed a lot of time. I am sorry to everyone, and normal updates will be resumed tomorrow.]
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