An old woman on the right side of caofei'er glanced at the door of Xinmu's house with a gloomy tone.
"Yes, miss fei'er, you are too kind. You don't need to be polite to a group of mole ants in the lower martial arts world."
A middle-aged man standing on the left of caofei'er was also full of contempt and disdain in his tone.
Caofei'er stood in the sun, frowning and biting her lower lip, looking particularly wronged.
However, she shook her head, "no, brother Yan is different from other people in the lower martial arts world.
I finally got the news about brother Yan. I don't want to make brother Yan unhappy. "
But although she said so, she was really wronged, and even her eyes were red.
"Hey, miss fei'er, why do you like a mole ant in the lower martial arts world?
When we go to the martial arts world, let's just talk about zongmen. I don't know how many young talents like you, miss fei'er. Why do you remember a mole ant in the lower martial arts world? "
The old woman showed her obvious disapproval, and her words were full of those who belittled the martial arts world
"Miss fei'er, you are the daughter of our patriarch. Why should you lower yourself?" The middle-aged man followed.
Caofei'er shook her head, clenched her lower lip and kept silent, waiting for the door of Xinmu's house to open.
After waiting another five minutes, the heavy door of Xinmu's house was finally slowly opened from inside.
"Brother Yan..."
Hearing the sound of the door being opened, caofei'er immediately felt happy and blurted out before looking up.
However, when he saw who was standing at the door, his face suddenly changed slightly, and the rest of his words were stuck in his throat.
Lu Zijia put her hands on her hips and looked at her with a smile. "It's Miss Cao. I haven't seen you for a long time!"
Caofei'er ignored Lu Zijia, but looked behind her. When she didn't see the person she wanted to see, she frowned and asked Lu Zijia, "how could it be you? Where's brother Yan?
Please help me find brother Yan. I have something important to tell him alone. "
Caofei'er spoke softly and weakly, giving people the feeling that she was like a shy little rabbit.
Listening to her brother Yan one by one, Lu Zijia sneered and said, "Miss Cao, you are as thick as ever!
My men say they don't know you, but you have to bite brother Yan. Who do you want to disgust? "
Lu Zijia's words are quite impolite. If a woman who wants to face will blush even if she won't hide her face and run away.
However, caofei'er's reaction was to frown more tightly and look at Lu Zijia's eyes with some blame.
"Presumptuous! How dare you, a little mole ant in the lower martial arts world, talk to our young lady like that and don't want to live?! "
The old woman standing on the right side of caofei'er scolded fiercely, and even released her pressure on Lu Zijia.
Lu Zijia, who belongs to the seventh level of ancient martial arts, was still standing in place.
"Ants? Then I'll see how powerful you people in the martial arts world can be! "
As the voice fell, a force twice as powerful as the old woman suddenly swept towards the old woman.
Before the old woman had time to be shocked, why could Lu Zijia resist her full authority, she was swept by it, suddenly pressed down, bent her knees and suddenly knelt on the ground.