He opened the wooden gauze curtain and jumped forward, his posture was extremely light, he took a step ahead of Ling Zhan and landed in front of Ling Yue and Ling Ziying.

"Where's Sister? Did you see Sister? ”

Zai raised his head, and on a beautiful face like a celestial man, there was a pair of purple eyes that hooked the soul.

As soon as Ling Yue's eyes touched those beautiful purple eyes, he felt as if he had fallen into a deadly whirlpool.

The fear in her heart vanished in an instant, and two abnormal blush appeared on her frightened pale face.

She's never ...... I've never seen such a beautiful boy!

"What do I ask you? What about Sister? Didn't you see the soul of my sister? How not to speak! ”

A trace of murderous aura crossed his purple eyes, and the hand of the fair-skinned young man who was not too big stretched out and suddenly stuck Ling Yue's neck.

His voice was as hoarse as ever, and it was the only feature that could be identified as his true deity.

Even if she was stuck in her neck, she couldn't breathe in pain, but Ling Yue's extremely obsessive gaze was still tightly glued to the perfect and impeccable face.

"Ling Luo, she...... Her ghost...... appeared. Ling Yue's face became redder and redder.

On the one hand, it is because of the shyness of seeing the beautiful boy, and the bigger reason is because of the lack of breathing.

"Where did Sister's ghost appear? Say it! He was extremely excited, and his eyes swirled in purple swirls.

"Ahem...... Ling Yue couldn't breathe, and looked very hard, "Let me go first, okay?" Why do you siblings like to pinch people's necks? ”

Zheng's purple eyes widened suddenly, and he suddenly retracted his hand, his gaze fixed on the large bruise on Ling Yue's neck.

That was left by my sister?

"Bastard! The old man's descendants, is it also an outsider who can be bullied casually? ”

Ling Zhan rushed over and saw that the robbery was rude to Ling Yue, although he didn't like this granddaughter very much, but there were so many pairs of eyes in the venue, this kind of behavior of the robbery was undoubtedly a shame on the Ling family!

Ling Zhan rushed over, his face full of anger, and he slammed a heavy punch into the face of the robbery.

Zai's expression was as usual, and he raised a palm to easily isolate Ling Zhan's attack.

At the same time, his figure transformed into a series of more than a dozen shadows, one dodged, turned to Ling Zhan's back, and stretched out his long arm to clasp Ling Zhan's neck.

The strange and unpredictable body style makes people completely confused about the routine.

Ling Zhan's heart sank down, and a layer of cold sweat suddenly broke out on his forehead.

It wasn't a cultivation method of any vein in the gold, wood, water, fire, and earth, and he couldn't fathom the vitality attribute emanating from this thirteen-year-old boy's body!

It's horrible!

It's like a ghost!

Because it was too treacherous, Ling Zhan, a fourth-order great martial artist who had experienced a hundred battles, didn't know how to deal with the enemy, and was so easily captured by a young man whose cultivation was low to him.

What a shame!

The old man's heart crossed with shame and anger.

The situation was at an impasse, the air was stagnant, and no one dared to say a word.

He slowly let go of Ling Zhan's neck, his purple eyes narrowed slightly, and said; "Offended, Sister's grandfather."

How much respect he had for Ling Luo, how much respect he had for the old man in front of him.

Just now, he was just defending himself and counterattacking in a hurry, and he didn't use ten percent of his cultivation.