Li Hanxue turned her head and saw that these three women had good figures and beautiful faces.
One of the women was holding a long sword and had an expressionless face.
The other two women have similar looks, with beautiful long eyebrows, delicate faces, beautiful noses, crystal teeth, and almost the same clothes. They both have a dagger at their waist.
Such a pair of sisters attract everyone's attention wherever they go.
Among them, the shorter woman had a childish face and was obviously her younger sister. She stared at the young man in gray with a hint of disgust in her eyes. When she saw the young man in gray, she seemed to be seeing an annoying fly.
The younger sister pulled her elder sister's sleeve and said, "Sister, don't worry about this guy, let's get out of here quickly."
My sister smiled and said, "I'm afraid this is not appropriate."
The young man in gray clothes hid behind Li Hanxue and shouted: "That's right, sister Qingluo, you can't just die without saving me! If my husband dies at the hands of the disciples of Zhitianmen and you turn a blind eye, then I will be killed by you."
Indirectly killed. Sister Qingluo, I know you are kind-hearted and would not deliberately murder your husband."
My sister Qingluo raised her eyebrows and said angrily: "Shut up! If you dare to call yourself husband in front of me again, believe it or not, I will pierce your throat with a sword!"
With a clatter, Qing Luo actually pulled out the dagger from her waist, with a cold light flashing and a sharp edge, pointing directly at the young man in gray.
The young man in gray shrank his head and disappeared into Li Hanxue's back, "Sister Qingluo, you can't be so cruel to me! My nickname is your husband, you can't blame me. If you want to settle the score, go find him
My dad, he gave me the name."
"This scoundrel!" Qing Luo put away the dagger bitterly.
Li Hanxue was also a little bit dumbfounded. His eyes glanced back and forth on Qingluo's face several times, and he couldn't help but sigh: "We haven't seen each other for several years, but that little girl has become more graceful, lost her childishness, and turned into a little beauty.
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Li Hanxue met Qingluo in Nanling City, the secret realm of martial arts cultivation. Later, due to Zhou Buzheng's ambush, Qingluo's sister Qingling rescued her and brought her back to Yuehuang Holy Land.
Only then did Li Hanxue remember that the familiar woman in white she saw at Yuehuang Holy Land turned out to be Qingluo's sister Qingling.
Although Li Hanxue recognized Qingluo, it was obviously impossible for Qingluo to recognize Li Hanxue.
After all, he is now wearing a mask, and others cannot see his true face at all. Even if the mask is taken off and his face is restored, it will still look like Huang Wuji.
However, after feeling Li Hanxue's gaze, Qingluo frowned. In Li Hanxue's eyes, she did not see any * fluctuation, they were as terrifyingly calm as a pool of stagnant water.
"Who is this person? He has such a sharp look."
The disciples who were supporting the Tianmen were suddenly at a loss when they were made such a fuss about.
"Damn it, why are the disciples from Yuehuang Holy Land here too?"
"The origins of these three women are extremely terrifying. The two sisters Qing Ling and Qing Luo are the saints of the previous and this year. The woman next to them is named Wei Xuetong. This woman is said to be among the top three in the Wild Martial Realm in Yuehuang Holy Land.
master."
"Get the bones of the broken god and the antidote first, and we'll talk about other things later."
"That's all we have to do."
The three disciples supporting Tianmen were about to pounce on the young man in gray again.
My sister Qing Ling said loudly: "Are you really going to take action against that young master? Do you know who he is?"
Lin Qi kept scratching his neck, feeling extremely itchy, "What kind of identity can he have? Get that kid down quickly!"
"Stop!" Wei Xuetong also stood up and shouted loudly: "He is Jian Wufeng, the grandson of the master of the Burial Sword Pavilion. You are not afraid of death, so you can do anything."
"What?" Lin Qi was shocked. He had heard of Wei Xuetong's name. With her status, it should be impossible for her to lie in public.
"Is he really Jian Wufeng's grandson Jian Wufeng?" The four Zhitianmen people paused, their faces uncertain.
At this time, Jian Wufeng swaggered out from behind Li Hanxue and said with a proud smile: "I have told you a long time ago that I am the grandson of Jian Wuyi, the master of the Burial Sword Pavilion, but you just don't believe me. How can you
You are so brave, you are not even afraid of my grandfather, you keep beating and killing me, it is too much, it is too much! I must let my grandfather give me a good review when I go back."
Lin Qi and the others suddenly turned pale, "How could this happen? This sloppy guy is really Jian Wufeng's grandson Jian Wufeng."
"It's over, it's over."
Lin Qi immediately apologized, "The villain has eyesight but cannot see Taishan. It turns out that the young master is really a sword without a sharp edge. Anyone who does not know is not guilty. There are many young masters. I hope you will not care about this matter like vulgar people like us."
Tell the Master of Sword Pavilion."
"It depends on whether your sincerity is enough to seal my mouth." Jian Wufeng showed a "kind" smile.
When the four of them heard this, they quickly took out all their storage bags and piled a large pile of desolate weapon pills, secret treasures and techniques in front of Jian Wufeng.
I didn't dare to keep a penny on my body, so I handed over everything.
Just kidding, if you are targeted by Jian Wuyi, you will never be reincarnated. A little treasure and money are nothing.
"Sir, are you satisfied? This is all the belongings of the four of us." The four of them only had their pants on.
Jian Wufeng nodded with satisfaction: "Your sincerity is quite sufficient, so get out."
The four people holding Tianmen fled.
Jian Wufeng then walked up to Li Hanxue and said with a smile: "Friend, you just ignored me, it was too much, it was too much! You should also let me see your sincerity, right?"
Jian Wufeng showed a "friendly" smile.
Seeing this, Qing Luo couldn't help frowning, "This guy is blackmailing others again. He is really a rogue."
Qing Ling stared at Jian Wufeng with great interest and said with a smile: "Let him go, he is Jian Wuyi's grandson after all."
Li Hanxue glanced at Jian Wufeng and said with a smile: "I happen to have a good thing here."
"Oh? What a good thing, let me see it quickly."
Li Hanxue reached into the storage bag with his big hand. Countless lightning beads and fire pills were condensed into a ball, with countless formations attached to it, blocking the violent aura of the thunder ball and making it look like an ordinary jade ball.
Li Hanxue handed the Thunder Flame Ball to Jian Wufeng. Jian Wufeng was obviously unprepared and reached out to pick it up.
boom!
The thunder ball exploded instantly, and the black mist enveloped Jian Wufeng.
This thunder ball is not very powerful, it is just to make Jian Wufeng look embarrassed.
Jian Wufeng hurriedly jumped out of the thick smoke, coughing repeatedly, looking gray and miserable.
Seeing Jian Wufeng's appearance, Qing Luo burst into laughter. Jian Wufeng had always been bullying others by pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger. This was the first time that he had been bullied.
Qing Luo couldn't help but take another look at Li Hanxue, "Who is this person from? He is really courageous."