Ling Yun clenched his hands.

While feeling embarrassed, a silent anger exploded instantly like oil and fire.

"This soul pale was definitely intentional!"

"Why are Ye Hanshuang and Ling Tian both, but I, Ling Yun, not? Everyone is obviously mid-level martial emperors, and they all meet the conditions for taking the Soul Refining Golden Pill. Why do you deliberately put me aside?!"

"That's the fifth-grade soul refining golden elixir of the emperor level. If I can take it, my spiritual cultivation will definitely be able to advance to the next level!"

Ling Yun's anger surged in his heart, and his eyes were staring at Yang Fan.

He knew that this abominable boy must be revenge on the words he had just ridiculed and questioned him.

Especially after Yang Fan said that he was very revengeful, Ling Yun became more and more sure that Yang Fan, a guy who was not generous at all, was very likely to have his Ling Yun's name written on his small notebook.

Since he became the emperor level, no one has dared to target him so rudely. This Yang Fan, damn it!

Wu Dao glanced at the disciples beside him.

He obviously felt the aura on Ling Yun's body, and the trace of fierceness in his eyes could not be concealed.

"Why didn't it be given to Lingyun?"

Wu Dao suddenly spoke and asked Yang Fan.

Everyone present was stunned. Everyone was shocked by Yang Fan's big moves. They didn't react for a moment what Wu Dao's mindless words meant.

However, Yang Fan was always paying attention to Ling Yun's expression change, and naturally understood what Wu Dao said. Faced with Wu Dao's questioning, Yang Fan smiled slightly: "Don't Senior Wu know very well, why do you still ask questions clearly?"

"Besides." As he said, the smile on Yang Fan's face slightly lowered and he said in a low voice: "I will give my own things to whoever I want. That's my freedom, isn't it?"

The atmosphere suddenly became a little tense.

All the smart people present were all smart people, and they quickly understood the meaning of the conversation between Wu Dao and Yang Fan, and their eyes involuntarily fell on Ling Yun.

Ling Yun's tender face turned red, and the anger and hostility in his eyes became more and more exciting.

"Just because I mocked you a few words just now, you were so petty and remembered in your heart, deliberately using this low-level method to embarrass me?"

Faced with Ling Yun's questioning, Yang Fan was not as kind as when he was talking to Wu Dao just now. His face darkened and his eyes were cold.

"I just said that I, Yang Fan, have never been a generous person. I am very revengeful. Anyone who offended me will be on my blacklist."

"But, you are not qualified to be on my blacklist yet. For Mr. Wu's sake, I will not care about you."

"But, my pills have never been refined for my own people to take. I can't do such things as a foe!"

As soon as the word "Zi Di" was expressed, the expressions in Wu Dao and Ling Yun's eyes all had a strange change.

Ye Hanshuang looked at Yang Fan speechlessly and persuaded softly: "Student Yang Fan, Ling Yun's junior nephew is just a mistake. You, the enemy, have a little too much. Everyone is their own people, so there is no need to make such a big fuss."

On one side is her student and on the other side is her nephew. Just a quarrel, she became such a situation of never interacting with each other. It was not worth it.

Even if you are cautious, you must have a limit.

If you become an enemy with a fight with someone, then your bottom line of enemies is too low. How can you get along with others in the future?

"It's not just a mistake, the students are not that stingy."

Yang Fan explained to Ye Han softly: "It's just that the students have always believed in one sentence, that is, if they are not of my race, their hearts will be different. No matter what form they are like, they should die!"

"Senior Wu Dao, what do you think?"

In the last sentence, Yang Fan looked at Wu Dao specifically and asked softly.

Wu Daoba smacked his lips twice and looked at Yang Fan deeply: "You have indeed seen it!"

"Before coming to Jinghua City, I heard some rumors that you can see through the disguise of aliens at a glance and reveal the true form of the aliens hidden among the human race."

"At first, I didn't believe it, but now I have to believe it."

"It's true that he is an emperor-level soul refiner. The perception strength of the soul is even sharper than that of many half-step emperors."

While talking, Wu Dao unconsciously glanced at Gu Zeyan and Liu Silong next to him, and the two old men were so angry that they jumped straight. What kind of eyes did this old guy look down on? Who did he look down on?

However, at this time, even the slow reaction of the person realized that something seemed wrong with Ling Yun.

If you are not my race, your heart will be different. This is not a good thing. If there is no basis, Yang Fan would never say such words.

"Master, what do you mean?"

Ling Tian looked at his master in disbelief. Just now, the master agreed with Yang Fan's words. Didn't that mean Ling Yun is really having a problem?

"Master, you must have made a mistake. Ling Yun is my brother. We grew up together and became disciples together. But you have been taught to grow up by you. How could he be an alien?"

"This is absolutely impossible!"

Ling Tian was unwilling to believe it even if he died.

This is his twin brother who grew up with him. Although they only look eighty-small like him, their bloodlines cannot be fake.

They are all serious human race, pure!

"The bloodline is indeed true, the body is indeed a human race, and there is no inner alchemy condensation in the lower abdomen to rule out the possibility of being faked by aliens."

Gu Zeyan's divine thoughts swept through Ling Yun's body and whispered: "Then now, the only possibility is that the demon spirit is possessed!"

Thinking of the conversation between Wu Dao and Yang Fan just now, Gu Zeyan's expression couldn't help but look a little unfair.

"Old man Wu, what are you doing? He actually took an alien after the demon spirit took over the body as his apprentice?"

"Demon spirit seizes the body?!" Ling Tian looked shocked and looked at Wu Dao and Ling Yun with incredible expression: "Master, brother, is this true?"

"Tell me quickly. Yang Fan is making up all this. Ling Yun is my younger brother. He can't be an alien possessed by the demon spirit!"

Ling Tian's body was cold and his hands and feet began to tremble.

Although he kept begging for questions, he seemed to have known the answer from Wu Dao and Ling Yun's faces.

Ling Yun ignored Ling Tian's questioning. He took two steps back vigilantly. He first glanced at Yang Fan with extreme resentment, then looked up at Wu and said, "Master, it turns out that you already know that I am not a pure human race?"

"But why, you didn't kill me with one palm, but instead brought me and Ling Tian back to the mountain gate in ecstasy? What's your conspiracy?"

As a possessed demon spirit, Ling Yun was able to have his own memories since he was infancy.

He remembered very clearly that when Wu Dao discovered the two brothers, he did not show any abnormalities. Over the years, Wu Dao has also taught them carefully and treated their brothers equally without any hiding their own personalities.

If Wu Dao really knew that Ling Yun was an alien in the morning, why did he still act like this? Wouldn't he be afraid that Ling Yun would fight against the human race and return to the demon race in the future?

Ling Yun spoke as soon as he spoke.

Ling Tian's legs became weak, his face turned pale instantly, and his body involuntarily took several steps back, almost collapsed to the ground.

He was a little excited today.

Unexpectedly, his younger brother was not his younger brother, and his real younger brother was killed by his current younger brother since he was born.

What's even more outrageous is that he grew up with this murderer, and he was in love with each other, and his brotherhood lasted for eighty-eight years.

Ling Tian's blood pressure began to surge, and the anger in his chest continued to accumulate and boil.

Next to him, Ye Hanshuang also stared at Ling Yun in extreme shock, with his little mouth slightly opened and his eyes were horrified.

Before this, she could never imagine that her talent, understanding and cultivation were all above her. Her nephew Ling Yun was possessed by demon spirit since she was a child. She was an alien!

How is this possible?

Even if Senior Brother Wu Dao can't find it, how could the master never notice it?

How could they allow such an alien to stay in the master's sect and cultivate him to the level of level 6 spiritual emperor's cultivation?

Wu Daotan looked at Ling Yun, and saw his breath rising, with a nervous and alert look on his face, and said softly: "What, Ling Yun, do you still want to fight with me?"

Ling Yun's body trembled and he took another nervous step back.

What a joke, he knew very well how powerful he was. He could kill him with a finger when he was in his body, let alone now that he had already gone all the vicious and his strength was at its peak.

"Disciple, don't dare!"

Ling Yun finally let go of his guard in front of him. He knew that in front of Wu Dao, he had no chance to resist or escape.

Now, he already understood why Wu Dao ordered Ling Tian to do anything for the past eighty-eight years, and he kept him by his side and never left him.

It turned out that from beginning to end, he was under Wu Dao's surveillance and defense.

"I'll just ask you one question." Wu Dao said in a quiet voice: "Just now, when Mr. Yang Fan was practicing medicine and detoxifying for me, I had clearly put down all my defenses and guards. It was the best time for you to assassinate me, but why didn't I take action for a long time?"

"Your qualifications are better than Ling Tian, ​​and your cultivation is higher than Ling Tian. If you really do it, neither Ling Tian nor your junior uncle will be able to stop you. Why didn't you do it?"

Ling Yun shivered.

Holy.

It's all routine!

Seeing Wu Dao's expression now, if he really couldn't help but assassinate just now, he would have turned into a cold corpse now.

"Actually, I'm very curious."

At this time, Yang Fan also asked Ling Yun inappropriately:

"Even if you have a deep affection with Senior Wu and his disciples, you are not willing to kill him, it is understandable. So what about me? I am the only real emperor-level doctor in the Human Race Federation, and countless demon tribe leaders wanted to take my life."

"Why do you have to show mercy at such a close distance and such a good opportunity just now? You didn't just want me to be so tender, Hu Zifang?"

A word from Hu Zi Fang was shocked by Ling Yun's body, and he turned his head to look at Yang Fan with an incredible look.

The name Hu Zifang was given to him by the demon parents when he was in the demon clan. In the past eighty-eight years since he came to the human clan, he has never mentioned it to anyone.
Chapter completed!