When Wan Kun heard this, he whispered: "Yan'er, I just didn't know how to face it. The child who suddenly appeared would say such an angry words. Later, when I came to search for it, it was..."

Before Wan Kun finished speaking, he saw that phantom plunged into Wan Kun's arms, sobbing in a low voice, and whispered: "Master, I believe in you!"

A word of faith.

Wan Kun's face became even more guilty, and he embraced the phantom into his arms. The room was silent. Time passed by, and the phantom slowly dissipated.

The shadow scatters!

Everything is gone, and nothing seems to happen.

Wan Kun wiped the tears at the corner of his eyes, looked at Ling Tian, ​​and said respectfully: "Senior, it's really a good method."

Ling Tian waved his hand: "It's just a little trick. Fortunately, you two have feelings for each other and have no deep resentment. Otherwise, even I will be particularly difficult."

Listening to Ling Tianyan, Wan Kun's face was even more awkward: "Senior, I..."

"No explanation is needed." Ling Tian's eyes fell on the token of the head of the family on Wan Kun's waist.

Token size of a palm.

But above the token, there is a string of red rope: "If you don't have any affection for this woman, I don't think you will leave this red rope for so many years."

When Wan Kun heard this, he also picked up the token of the head of the family, and his face was even more commemorative. Zuo Changchun slapped his forehead: "Senior, it turns out that you noticed the existence of this red rope early in the morning?"

"Although the resentment is strong, it also needs to be sent with things."

"I think this woman's resentment is because the red rope is in a row?"

Ling Tian nodded: "That's true, otherwise the resentment would have existed for so many years, and it would be more than Wan Mingxuan who was unlucky."

Wan Mingxuan opened his eyes and then came to Wan Kun: "Father, you..."

"Xuan'er, do you blame me?"

"No." Wan Mingxuan nodded: "I will definitely handle Aunt Yan's funeral properly."

Wan Kun looked relieved, then turned around and looked at Ling Tian, ​​and bent down respectfully: "Thank you for your actions, so I can relieve my regret."

Ling Tian waved his hand: "The matter is over, say goodbye!"

Seeing that Ling Tian was about to leave, Wan Mingxuan quickly blocked Ling Tian: "Sir, stay."

"Is there something wrong?" Ling Tian raised his eyebrows.

"Sir." Wan Mingxuan bowed: "Today, Mr. shows off his style in the Alchemy Square. I believe that the people from the Taishang Mansion have noticed you. You need to be careful. Moreover, Na Gui Bufan is the best among the younger generation."

“You need to be extra careful.”

"And everyone knows Gui Bufan's thoughts about Ning Xueyun. If he wants to attack you, he is afraid..."

Wan Mingxuan didn't continue to say it, and he would undoubtedly show his implications.

Ling Tian didn't take it in his heart: "I understand."

After a pause, Ling Tian said: "Although the evil spirit in your body has dissipated, you must remember today's promise. Otherwise, even if I come here in person, I will not be able to save you."

When Wan Mingxuan heard this, he bent down: "Thank you for your advice, senior."

When Zuo Changchun saw Ling Tian leave, he bent down and gave him respectfully: "Sir, please give him respectfully."

Ling Tian left for a long time before Zuo Changchun dared to get up, and Wan Kun stepped forward: "Brother Zuo, I will arrange a top-notch room for you later."

"Shut up."

Zuo Changchun shouted angrily: "I have no chance to delay with you. I must report his existence to the strong one in the sect for such a great talent in the Xuanmen."
Chapter completed!