Therefore, in front of Zhang Wutian, whether his grandfather Murong Longcheng or Shangguan Zhenyu's grandfather Shangguan invincible, they are not enough to see Zhang Wutian.

What's more, Zhang Wutian's way of doing things has always been decisive. If you don't provoke him, it's easy to say everything. But if you want to provoke Zhang Wutian, he'll directly kill you in a rage!

Even, at that time, not only their Murong family and Shangguan family, but also the whole Yanjing, but also the whole Chinese cultivation world, will suffer the anger of the whole man!

But the more ridiculous thing is that Shangguan Zhenyu and Murong think they are very smart. They see through everything and make the most perfect solution.

But how could they know that Zhang Wutian, the "Wutian devil" they are afraid of, is not someone else. It is they who despise Zhang Xiaofan and regard him as a mole ant!

As for what Zhang Xiaofan just said to Murong Wushuang and Shangguan Zhenyu, it's true!

If you want to kill a group of little guys who are not even in Inner Alchemy, it's no more difficult than crushing a code word.

Moreover, if it had not been for Zhao Yinger's presence here today, the crown KTV would have become a hell of blood!

“......”

At the same time, Zhao Ying'er is walking alone in the strongest side, and is totally unwilling to pay attention to Zhang Xiaofan.

However, Zhao Ying'er always looks behind her with her beautiful eyes. She wants to make sure whether Zhang Xiaofan has caught up with her.

"Huh?"

A moment later, Zhao Ying'er didn't see Zhang Xiaofan's figure behind her. She didn't stop for a moment.

"Well, this bad guy, how long do you want to hide this from me?"

Zhao Yinger's teeth gently bit her lower lip, and she couldn't stop feeling aggrieved.

"Well, what a nuisance. Don't talk to him any more."

"No, to be exact, I should never see him again, out of sight, out of mind!"

When Zhao Ying'er said this, her voice was like a gnat, but between the lines, she was filled with three parts of coquetry and seven parts of resentment.

Even Zhao Yinger doesn't know that in the past two and a half years, she should have hated Zhang Xiaofan, such a "scum man" and "heartbreaker".

But why, two years later this year, when I met Zhang Xiaofan again, my first reaction in my heart was not that kind of envy when I met my enemies. On the contrary, there was a kind of inexplicable little luck in my heart.

"Yingbao, who don't you want to talk to?"

At this moment, a voice with a little bit of funny meaning suddenly rings in Zhao Yinger's ear. Zhao Yinger subconsciously turns around, and the handsome face of Zhang Xiaofan appears in front of her.

"Bang --!"

"It's you who don't want to talk to me, Zhangxia Buddhist temple!"

When Zhao Yinger said these words, her beautiful eyes were more shameful and angry, and she didn't look at Zhang Xiaofan.