Mingmei didn't stop, the whip flicked back coldly, and hit Fengyunyi accurately.

Fengyunyi's face was so frightened that it was deformed. "Ah!!h

Bright and silent.

It turns out that in the face of life and death, there is not much difference between the great grandmaster and mortals.

Fan Mo looked at the beaten Fengyun Yi, his heart moved, and he looked at Mingmei.

Stop in the sunshine. "You want to see it?"

"Hmmm! Think! ”

Fan Mo couldn't tell what he felt, he always felt that there was another key in Fengyunyi, and if he didn't figure it out, he wouldn't be at ease.

"Go ahead!" Bright and indifferent.

Fan Mo nodded and said softly, "I'll go back when I go." ”

He turned and walked quickly towards the stormy coat.

The crowd automatically dispersed a path for him to pass.

At this time, Fengyunyi's body was hot and painful, and when the whip came just now, he felt that his spirit was about to be scattered.

Only by experiencing it can you know what kind of pain it is.

Fan Mo looked at him condescendingly, his eyes were dark, and he couldn't see a little emotion. "What secrets do you know?"

"Save me, let me go, and I'll tell you." Fengyunyi spat out a mouthful of blood.

Fan Mo turned around and left.

If you don't want to hear it, the secret is not called a secret.

Moreover, other righteous people may not be gentle in their methods in order to find out the secrets.

Fengyunyi obviously wanted to understand this too, and he hurriedly said, "Don't go!" I say, I say. ”

Fan Mo glanced around, everyone automatically retreated far away, the person who could stand side by side with Qin Mingmei was still the son of the Martial Saint, who could underestimate it?

Some people even secretly thought that at present, this young man may be the most promising young man in the entire continent in the future! Even if he is a martial artist with three layers.

Fengyunyi's face was ashen, and he sighed: "I knew today, why bother at the beginning,"

Fan Mo looked at him quietly.

Fengyunyi's tone was dead, and he said slowly: "You come closer, let me tell you, this is a big deal, a huge big thing." ”

Fan Mo shook the jade pendant in his arms and approached him.

Fengyun Yi smiled and spoke softly in a voice that only two people could hear.

The people around were disappointed.

This old thief is dying and even playing tricks.

Everyone could only guess what Fan Mo heard from Fan Mo's expression.

However, it is destined to be disappointing.

Fan Mo's face was dignified, and he could only deduce five words: It is really a big deal.

Dough flies around the bright sunshine.

"Host, host, I'll listen to it, maybe that bad old man wants to bring bad Fan Mo, maybe he wants to secretly poke and poke you."

Oh my God, let it listen to it!

Its curiosity was about to explode.

Bright looked at it with a smile.

The dough wilted instantly. It's scary, the host can actually read minds.

Mingmei looked at Fan Mo, who had a solemn expression, and said indifferently: "He has his own judgment. ”

What Fengyunyi wants to say is naturally not a good thing, and it may also bewitch Fan Mo.

However, this is Fan Mo's own choice, and he has to bear the consequences.

"If he really made the wrong choice...... Then I killed him. ”

Dumpling: "......"

It silently pitied Fan Mo for three seconds.

Finally, he said weakly: "Host, you are really harsh on the son of luck." ”

"He is the master of a realm of luck, so he should bear more things than others, otherwise, why bear a realm of luck, there has never been a reason in this world to only harvest and not pay."

The bright voice was light and fluttering, and it was blown away by the wind, as if she was talking about Fan Mo and herself.

Fan Mo finally stood up from Fengyunyi's side, and he took a deep look at Mingmei.

Mingmei looked back at him indifferently.

The eyes of both men showed no weakness, some things were shattered in this eye exchange, and some things were rebuilt.

Dough scratches her head.

I can't read it, I can't see through it.

Human feelings are so complicated.

It's better to make a ball, as long as you serve the host well.

Fan Mo walked to Mingmei's side and said softly, "Let's go!" ”

Mingmei nodded, she didn't ask what the secret was, and Fan Mo didn't say it, the two of them tacitly understood as if nothing had happened.

Dough was roaring inwardly.

It wanted to know, it wanted to know, it told it, and it promised not to say.

Fengyunyi looked at the figures of the two standing side by side, and felt lost in his heart.

He looked at Fan Mo's back and said: "Young Master Fan, the old man has told you the secret, and all my family assets will also be given to you, just hoping that when the war between humans and demons is fought in the future, Young Master Fan can look at today's situation and surround Xian'er's life." ”

Fan Mo's eyes lit up and glanced at Fengyunyi deeply.

Fengyunyi's voice was pleading. "Pity the hearts of parents all over the world."

Fan Mo said coldly: "I won't touch her, as for others, I can't interfere." ”

"With your words, it's enough, and the old man is relieved." A sad smile came out of Fengyunyi's throat, a trace of blood gradually overflowed from the corner of his lips, and he fell to the ground with his head tilted.

Fan Mo looked indifferent.

Bright face is expressionless.

Dough: "Whew, that's terrible, host." "One flew into Mingmei's arms, blinking with big eyes.

Bright: "......"

Her eyes were reproachful, but her hand involuntarily touched the hair of the dough.

Doudanko's face is full of contented lazy smiles.

Hee-hee-hee!

It's back to favor!

The main system looked pensive, did its tuanzi think that he was holding a harem script?

Or is it a virus?

No matter, let's kill the virus first!

"Ahh With a sigh, his eyes were dazed, and he saw a series of anti-virus data in his body......

The Linxian Gate completely disappeared from the entire continent.

A few days later.

Mingmei and Fan Mo sat in the heavenly capital, which was hundreds of miles away from Linxianmen, and they could still hear people discussing the matter of Linxianmen everywhere.

"Did you hear that? The Linxian Gate was actually slaughtered by Qin Wusheng alone, and when the other sects sent it, the Linxian Gate had already been locked in a cage. ”

"I heard that Qin Wusheng's life experience is twists and turns, first she struggled to survive under the hands of the demon Yan Feng, and later, she was talented and intelligent, broke through the limits of martial arts, and became a martial saint in one fell swoop, even the martial saint Fan Qinghe was not his opponent."

"Huh? You're exaggerating, aren't you? Fan Wusheng has been a martial saint for decades, how can he not be the opponent of a yellow-haired girl, and eighty percent is a boring rumor. People, you can't believe everything. ”

"You don't know about that, do you? Fan Wusheng's son is now in the hands of Qin Wusheng, but Fan Wusheng even lost his son to others. Hahaha! ”

The crowd said it was hilarious.

Mingmei and Fan Mo ate silently, as if they were talking about someone else.

It's just that when everyone talked about Fan Qinghe more and more unbearable, Fan Mo coldly threw a handful of chopsticks out, and the chopsticks were inserted on the table in front of the person with great precision, and a round hole appeared like that.

Fan Mo said coldly: "Don't talk about my father." ”