Sanfeng leader came back from a round of inspection nearby, and saw the scene of fighting between his disciples and officials.
I have to say, it's still a little funny.
A group of disciples of Shenshui sect fight with the mechanism people stiffly, beating the mechanism people while shaking their hands.
What a pain!
Wei Nanfeng and other people, who were sitting outside for hundreds of miles, were surrounded like watching a play, but there was no danger, so they flushed the faces of the girls.
"Who did it?" Murong nettle pulls open a mechanism man.
I saw that wooden guy. When he came back, he hugged her. He didn't fight with her. He could just beat her. He just tangled with you to the end and hugged you!
"It's Mr. mo." Xu Shanshan said angrily and jokingly, "we don't want him to go to the younger martial sister, and he has made such a bad move."
Murong nettle beat the mechanism man, but before he could kick him, the mechanism man suddenly stopped moving.
Murong URT looked back, and all the other mechanism people stopped.
"Shit!" Chang Yu kicked his feet on the mechanism man in front of him happily. "How did it stop?"
Murong URT is also speechless, but she has a broad vision, and naturally knows more than her disciples, "this mechanism is supported by spirit stone. It is estimated that the spirit stone consumes up."
But in a word, that stinky boy is a big hand. He can take out so many mechanism people to deal with them at one time.
"Master, I'll screw that boy's head off!" Angry Xue Xiao said.
"Forget it. Let him go." Murong URT shook his head. He was very interested in his little apprentice. It's better for him to persuade the little girl, so that she would not be alone all the time.
"Lord Murong, out of this village, an official road will take you to Shuwang city near Qixia Valley in ten days. Anyway, it's still early. We'll be in the city for four or five days! How about making the east of this hall? " It's such a city with a radius of 100 Zhangs. You can imagine how busy it is.
Wei Nanfeng was eager to mend the relationship with the little girl, so he was busy trying to attract the people of Shenshui sect.
"It's OK to cultivate for a few days, but you can't do anything!" Murong nettle waved his hand.
Yang Wurong hummed, "no, Shenshui sect is not so poor that its disciples can't afford it. It's not all the way. We can't go together in any way. " You should save your time. You'd better go away with the team now. Why do you always follow us?
"No!" Wei Nanfeng is not angry either. He laughs and says, "three Feng masters, give me a chance. Don't worry, I will arrange it properly! It's absolutely comfortable for you to rest. "
"Hum!" The crowd gave a noncommittal hum.
There was no words in the night. On the second day, at about 10 noon, Xiaomian collapsed and ran back.
The disciples of Shenshui sect surrounded and stabbed the prince holding the younger martial sister's hand with an eye knife.
"Little sister, are you ok?"
Small face paralysis shakes head, "let each elder martial sister worry."
"Silly girl. As long as you are happy, nothing else matters. " Xu Shanshan raised her hand and touched her head.
Murong URT came over and gave the prince a bad look. "Take your mechanism back!"
An official? Small face paralysis head, a face to look at the prince doubtfully.
The prince pinched her small hand and looked back innocently. "I didn't do it, but I was beaten by your senior sisters."