Chapter 227

Chapter 227 - Who Said There Were No Cypress Disciples

Guo Fan was stunned for a moment. He stared blankly at the woman who was standing in the air. It wasn't until the woman's eyes swept around him that he finally reacted.

Song Na!

Student Liu, who was full of fighting spirit and was ready to tear the Gundam apart, now looked at each other and even subconsciously retreated.

“Cough...”

He cleared his throat with difficulty and composed himself. He thought to himself that it was fine. Song Na was the most considerate. Although she looked aloof and aloof on the outside, her heart was very gentle and generous.

Although she looked to her left and right and saw the big loli and little loli beside her, her eyes did not reveal any emotions, right?

Luckily, the ones following him this time were all lolis, and they were all innocent. Otherwise, the situation would be even more wrong.

Absolutely! It's fine!

Guo Fan took a deep breath and calmed himself down. Compared to what he had experienced in the past, this was nothing.

He had a clear conscience and a clear conscience.

Hammer was a pet, Qingfu was a doll, and Xinyue and Yijun were only daughters...

Guo Fan's slightly confident smile immediately froze.

Daughter... Oh...

Where did this girl come from? Didn't she have to have a mother first?

Furthermore, he already had two daughters. It could be imagined how many things he had done to let Song Na down. Furthermore, he had already let Song Na down many years ago. He had even let her down many times.

Oh shit...

The more Guo Fan thought about it, the more cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He forced a smile and looked straight into Song Na's indifferent eyes.

The more he thought about it, the more he couldn't show a look of being in the wrong. Otherwise, wouldn't it be like breaking his own defense and making excuses... No, he didn't even have the chance to explain.

“Hua...”

Immediately, many of the disciples who came in from behind were stunned. They immediately retreated and stood still.

This was a genuine free payment!

The Heavenly Treasure Pavilion was indeed rich and overbearing...

This battle was not something that Xun Yimu's small scale of 500 Soul jewels could compare with. Even Guo Fan was a little tempted.

Even the Sword Pavilion had set up a formation. The disciples who had temporarily trapped Hall Spirit Puppet God began to hesitate, “Senior disciple Yi Dong...”

The one in the lead was the steward, Yi Dong, who had been transferred to the Jolcana Road because of Guo Fan.

The disciple closest to them shouted a few times, but there was no response. He found that the steward was staring at the forest on the island in a daze. He murmured, “How... How could it be him... Why is it him again...”

He looked as if he had been possessed.

“Senior Yi Dong!”

“Eh?! !”

Yi Dong was awakened by the shout. He turned around and sneered, “Since when did the disciples of Sword Pavilion lack money? Senior Golden Calabash must be joking. This secret realm is not only worth a hundred thousand Soul jewels, how can it be measured with Soul jewels? Naturally, the disciples of the Sword Pavilion want to obtain this puppet. Besides, the disciples of the Redwood High Academy aren't here. If they were here, we would still be able to talk... “

“Who said that there are no disciples of the Redwood High Academy?” Song Na's indifferent voice sounded again.

Everyone was suddenly stunned, and their minds were unable to think straight.

Redwood High Academy? Didn't I see them outside just now?

Besides, weren't these people a group of sectless cultivators that had always lived in a remote corner and focused on their research? When did they run out?

The disciples of the Soaring Wisdom Sect were also stunned and looked at Eldest Senior Sister.

Song Na's wide sleeves fluttered and her slender white jade-like fingers were raised. She pointed at the island below and said, “Not only is he here, he arrived earlier than us.”

In an instant, countless pairs of eyes looked at Guo Fan.