Zhao Zixing smiled and said, "You talk about me, what about you?"

Wei Lingyun said: "After all, I am my daughter's house, so why are you thinking about it?"

Zhao Zixing rarely saw her expression in such a state of laughter and cry, and said, "You are quite scary."

"Look for a fight." Wei Lingyun slapped him.

Zhao Zixing subconsciously dodged, but Wei Lingyun's slap changed continuously.

Finally, he patted Zhao Zixing on the shoulder.

Zhao Zixing's clothes on his shoulders broke a hole.

He said, "Your grasping hand is really amazing, but it's not like the Tianshan School's approach, it has a sense of Taoism."

Wei Lingyun said: "Is that so? This is what I have figured out recently."

She couldn't say that she was inspired by Su Ji's Zhemei Hand.
Chapter completed!