Wen Renya raised her eyes to look at him, the smile on her face was not visible, and her beautiful little face was frosty.

"Who are you, why should I be humble or not? Martial arts things, what is there to be humble, what level do I have If you don't believe it, you can ask my masters, is there no level to be proud of, what kind of modesty is this. ”

"You!" Fang Rong and her were destined to be wrong from the moment they met, and they were all excited to stand up at this moment.

"Rong'er, sit down." Fang Qingnan snorted coldly, although Fang Rong was unwilling, he obviously didn't dare to resist his father's words, and really sat down obediently, but his eyes were full of unhappiness, glaring at Wen Renya.

This discontented guy is annoying to look at.

"The young city lord doesn't need to be angry, Ya'er really doesn't have any level, or it can be said that she has no vitality at all." Ruan Yu said lightly, they all remembered that this little girl was completely devoid of vitality three years ago, but they just fell in love with her.

"No energy?" Fang Rong looked at Wen Renya in a daze, not knowing if she wanted to see the flowers on her face.

Wen Renya turned her face coldly, too lazy to pay attention to him, she has vitality now, but it is not used in martial arts, but it will be dispatched when she is alchemy, because her vitality is concentrated in the aura when it is in the white mist, so as long as she is not dispatched, no one can feel and test her vitality.

"Without vitality, how can a few people take her as an apprentice, and the mantle of several people will be lost." Fang Rong looked indignant, he could help them inherit the mantle, but Weishenme and these people just wanted to pass it on to this little woman who had no vitality!

"Who said that it would be lost, I have no vitality, but my family has it, and it would be good for the masters to teach him." Wen Renya has already seen that this young city lord wants to apprentice, so she will look at her everywhere unpleasantly, but she doesn't see him very pleasing to the eye, since she is tired of each other, it is not polite to add some blocking to him.

"Nonsense, how can this be different!" Fang Rong almost lifted it up and pinched her neck, this martial saint's mantle can be inherited anywhere.

"What's the difference, what's his, what's mine is what's more, doesn't this matter have anything to do with this son who is about to suffocate himself? The masters didn't say anything, and you couldn't avoid being a little too wide. Wen Renya didn't care that he was sitting next to him, and he was completely unkind to him.

Fang Rong gritted his teeth and looked past her at several Martial Saints.

"What do you mean, is the mantle going to be passed on so casually?" No martial artist will pass on his most cherished mantle to others at will, and he will only ask this question when he sees this point.

"This matter will be discussed when we have time, and we will not worry about it today." Zhu Zheng looked at his very honest face and spoke with a serious face.

Fang Qingnan saw that even Zhu Zheng, who had always talked little, opened his mouth, and knew that his son's problem was indeed out of bounds, so he immediately said: "Naturally, this is a martial saint's family matter, don't talk nonsense." ”

"Daddy!" Fang Rong was not satisfied, he weishenme couldn't speak, weishenme anyone could be accepted by the martial saint, but he couldn't!

He was not convinced!

"I'm going to duel with you!" Fang Rong pointed at Shen Xiao and angrily issued a declaration.