Although there is provocation, there is no intention to kill.

Lu Yuan, a demon son who was far away in the Ghost King Sect, was stunned: When did I become a thief in the Demonic Realm? If the one in the Demonic Realm must be a thief? Can't he be a villain in the Demonic Realm?

Liu Yuan, the owner of the Blood Refining Hall, was also confused: Why didn’t I show mercy to Tian Ling'er? That’s my senior sister! I have to add...help, no need to add money.

When he heard Lu Xueqi say this, and when he saw Lu Xueqi raise his sword, Tian Ling'er's mind, who had not planned to take action, immediately became active. He reached out to raise the amber Zhu Ling on his waist, and was immediately suppressed by Su Ru, who had a higher cultivation level.

On the other side, Lu Xueqi was also suppressed by Shuiyue at the same time.

Seeing this, Su Ru finally breathed a sigh of relief, took a fierce look at the uneasy daughter, then pressed Tian Ling'er's little head and said lightly: "Apologize to senior sister and uncle!"

"Why do you want to fight a sword and a gun?"

Master Shuiyue did not answer Su Ru's scolding, but instead said to Lu Xueqi. He looked back and nodded apologetically to Su Ru, and then said to Lu Xueqi:

"You are Ling'er's senior sister."

"Ling'er is ignorant, how can you still be ignorant?"

"Even if you don't be humble everywhere, you shouldn't develop to solve it yourself!"

"Want to fight?"

"Then wait five years later, the seven meridians will fight with martial arts!"

"Xueqi, Master knows that you will definitely be dissatisfied."

"Then prove your strength and talent to the world!"

"At that time, the demon Lu Yuan was also an unknown soldier. He was defeated by me, Qingyun Daozi at the age of seven. Even though we did not make any decisions with him, we should take his actions fairly."

"Yes, he lost."

"But he just lost to two people."

"He defeated all the demon sects in the Demonic Way. Except for a few people who could walk through a move in his hands, everyone else was defeated in one move."

"He is the pinnacle of the younger generation of the Demon Sect!"

"So, even if he was defeated by Lu Yuan and Dongfang Yuan of Fenxiang Valley, no demonic thief had any doubts about his strength!"

"Because he doesn't need to look back at the short peak when he came!"

"All he has to do is conquer the peak ahead!"

"Master, I don't want to see you pointing the Tianya Sword at Qingyun's children, let alone know that the reason for all this is just because of verbal disputes!"

"Xueqi, do you understand?"

Shui Yue did not hide the disappointment in her eyes at all.

Lu Xueqi also woke up immediately, nodded to her master Shuiyue, then put down her sword, and said sincerely to Tian Ling'er, who was full of surprise, "Sorry, Ling'er."

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Sometimes, one word from her is enough to surpass ten thousand words from unbelievers.

Seeing this, Su Ru also knocked Tian Ling'er's little head hard, and Tian Ling'er also reacted, and smiled at Lu Xueqi with a regular but cheerful look on her face:

"I offended my senior sister, I'm sorry."

"But what Uncle Master said is indeed in line with my wishes."

"Let me do this, senior sister, if I have the chance to fight you in the Seven-Meridians in five years, I want to really fight with you. What do you think?"

"must."

Lu Xueqi replied solemnly.

Seeing this, both Shuiyue and Su Ru breathed a sigh of relief. They smiled helplessly while looking at each other, and then Su Ru proposed to say goodbye.

Once it came, it was getting late and it was indeed time to leave.

Secondly, an accident happened to avoid embarrassment.

Third, there is another disciple on Dazhu Peak. As the master's wife, Su Ru naturally wants to go back and have a look. Especially this new disciple is called by Lu Yuan. Tian Ling'er seems to hate this new disciple very much...

Based on the above three points, Su Ru must return to Dazhu Peak. After Lu Xueqi made a five-year appointment with Tian Ling'er, she accompanied her master Shuiyue to watch Su Ru and Tian Ling'er leave.

And in Dazhu Peak.

In a small broken house.

Zhang Xiaofan opened his eyes in confusion.

"woke up?"

"You really have a secret."

"By the way, Zhang Xiaofan, do you know the final outcome of the fence-bearing squadron?"

Sitting on the stool, Lu Yuan pinched the time point and estimated the braised pork in the pot, while glanced at Zhang Xiaofan, whose face changed drastically, and asked with a smile.

Zhang Xiaofan originally thought that in front of him, this peer who seemed to be able to see through people's hearts must have great malice and disgust towards him, but he never thought that what was waiting for when we met was not a beating, but an inexplicable problem.

"Fennie?"

"The fate of the fence-bearing strait is to fall to the side, right?"

Zhang Xiaofan replied uncertainly.

This is common sense he has.

But logically speaking, the answer to this question is not that simple. It should be like this strange question, full of weirdness everywhere.

Zhang Xiaofan guessed it right.

The answer to this question is indeed very strange.

"The fate of the fence-bearer is not to go to the side..."

"But he was crushed to death by two bricks!"

"Otherwise, you will be uprooted!"

"Just like you are now."

"Although I am a disciple of Qingyun, I practice Buddhism and even admire the treasure of blood refining."

"I'm talking about it, you're really amazing."

Lu Yuan said truthfully, then raised his hand.
Chapter completed!