Regarding Zhao Lian'er's request for senior sister to help, Lu Fan was a little hesitant.
There is no doubt about Xian'er's strength. She has entered the Xiantian realm with one step, and her strength is close to that of the five elders of the Immortal Palace.
It's just that this person has always had a big prejudice against himself.
Let's not talk about whether she would agree to Zhao Lian'er to help him. Even if she agreed, Lu Fan could still imagine how she would ridicule him after she came.
After all, when Zhao Lian'er came to Nandu with her, she was absolutely unwilling.
Now that he wanted something from her again, Lu Fan could already think of what she would say then.
Zhao Lian'er is physically weak and needs to rest.
Just when Zhao Lian'er returned to the room, Lu Fan and Zhao Wanzi were discussing how to deal with tomorrow's events.
A surging aura suddenly enveloped the entire mountainside villa!
Lu Fan and Zhao Wanzi, who were talking, were both startled, and suddenly turned their heads to look out the door.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Along with the dull sounds of footsteps, the breath seemed to have formed a substantial murderous aura, and turned into wind blades, starting to stir up strong winds in the living room of the villa, raging crazily!
"Back again?"
Zhao Wanzi frowned and stood up at the same time as Lu Fan.
The two of them were deep in the whirlpool of the wind blade, looking at the tables and chairs in the living room. The mural was like a piece of paper at this moment, easily torn apart by the wind blade...
At the same time, the footsteps outside were getting closer and closer, as if they had already appeared at the door.
"Bang!"
The huge villa door was split in half by a dazzling light.
Amidst the roar of the wind blade, Lu Fan and Zhao Wanzi were both stunned when they saw clearly the face of the figure standing at the door.
Then, Lu Fan couldn't help but yelled: "Idiot, you ruined my family!"