On the other hand, Huang Tianjiao and Lan Tiansheng wanted Hong Tiancheng to speak, but he did speak, and he was very concerned about them and did not let them take risks.

But this is not their purpose. Their purpose is to stick with Hong Tiancheng, wait for an opportunity to attack him and get the Changhong Sword.

Young Master Ling said that the blood drops of Changhong Sword is not to recognize the master, but to refine it before it can be formed.

Hong Tiancheng must have no idea that there is anything else to say. With his trust in them, he will definitely succeed without any warning.

But now, Jun Qianxi has tried to separate them. Could it be that this woman has noticed something so easily?

Even if she noticed something at this moment, they would still get the "Changhong".

"Brother, our brothers have said that we have the same blessings and the same difficulties as we share. How can we let you take risks alone!"

As the two of them said, they wanted to step forward, and they wanted to put Hong Tiancheng in the middle, one left and one right.

"Hong Tiancheng, I want them to protect me! You two virtuous brothers, should you rest assured?"

The expression on Situ Qianqian's face did not fluctuate. She lifted her eyes, and her thick eyelashes were slightly swaying like palm-shaped fans on both sides, and all her emotions were cleverly hidden by her.

Hong Tiancheng nodded hurriedly, and he bowed to the two people who had already walked beside him: "Two brothers, I'm working hard!"

He said so. If Huang Tianjiao and Lan Tiansheng do not comply, it will definitely arouse his doubts.

The two looked at each other and came to Situ Qianqian, clamping Situ Qianqian on the left and right to press against Hong Tiancheng: "Brother, we can all get closer just in case!"

I really don’t give up. I can’t be close to Hong Tiancheng, so I’m at the closest place to him.

Jun Qianxi's lips curled slightly, and he held Duanmu Ming's hand and squeezed in. The two happened to stand between Hong Tiancheng and Huang Lan.

Duanmu Ming was naturally standing near Huang Lan and the others. His aura was floating faintly. Although he did not look at Huang Lan and the others, it invisibly caused a lot of psychological pressure on them.

The strengths of the seventh-level primary and seventh-level intermediate levels are already very different. The spiritual pressure alone makes the two of them feel a little frightened and unconsciously distanced from Duanmu Ming.

The six ancestors' faces became very ugly when they saw this. In this case, there were already eight people on Jun Qianxi's side. Needless to say, Mr. Ling must be among ten people. In this case, not only one of the six of them can

Survive?

How can you be willing to do it!

The ancestor of the Hai family clasped his fists at Mr. Ling and said, "Mr. Ling, we can only rely on you!"

"Don't worry, I said they will die, they will die..."

The word "death" was a little trembling sharply. His little fingers had unconsciously raised the orchid fingers, his lips were pursed and his eyes were wide open. If he applied some rouge to his face, he would be a living shemale.

Everyone behind him knew his resentment towards Jun Qianxi and others, and it seemed that he had received his guarantee to calm their nervous minds a little.

At this time, the light curtain in front of the Tongyun ladder shook for a while, and when the ban disappeared, a whistle of wind came from his ears.

"Boom", "Boom", "Boom"...

With six loud noises, the ground began to vibrate violently, and the clouds that were originally floating quietly around actually rolled violently.

"What's going on?"
Chapter completed!