"You little bastard, run away, keep running away!"
"Assassinated us, seventy-two masters, you deserve death!"
…
In the dark alley, Leng Yan was surrounded.
There were powerful monks standing on the walls on the front, back, left and right sides.
Among them, five people are in the out-of-body stage.
The lineup can be said to be extremely luxurious.
Powerful magic weapons and magic weapons flew across the sky, freezing the surrounding area, ensuring that she could not use any escape techniques.
Such a huge battle was actually just to deal with a little girl with a perfect golden elixir. No one would believe it if she told her.
Leng Yan held a dagger in each hand with a cold expression.
The clothes on his body were in tatters and there were hundreds of wounds of various sizes.
Even though she was in such a dangerous situation, she still had no fear at all.
There is just that coldness that can freeze one's soul.
Looking across the audience, Leng Yan opened his hands, and his body burned with dazzling flames.
The flame disappeared and she no longer looked like the little beggar.
But a girl who is 1.7 meters tall, has a pair of straight long legs, a peerless face, snow-white skin, and a noble and cold temperament.
There were bursts of uproar all around.
Leng Yan assumed a strange offensive posture.
The vitality begins to burn.
She will sit back and wait for death, even if she dies, she will kill a few more enemies.
Suddenly, an old hand pressed on her shoulder, causing the flames on her body to dissipate, and her origin returned to herself.
When he turned around, he saw a tall man with an old face.
The aura exuding from this old man was terrifying.
As soon as he appeared, all the people around him were unable to move, and a look of shock quickly spread in the depths of their pupils.
The old man looked at Leng Yan lovingly: "I'm sorry, my precious granddaughter, I encountered a few flies on the road and came late.
I almost let you die here, but you performed very well. Now that the training is over, you can go home with grandpa."
After he finished speaking, he didn't see any action. The monks around him suddenly fell to the ground one by one, losing their breath.
"Come on, my precious granddaughter, let's go home."
Leng Yan did not move: "I want to meet someone."
…
Looking at the two people who suddenly appeared in the room, Ye Xiu didn't show too much nervousness.
The main attention was focused on this tall and impressive old man.
The aura exuding from this old man's body was as unfathomable as the abyss.
Faced with such an existence, there is absolutely no thought of fighting with it.
It was just like when I met my master.
Of course, I'm not referring to that arrogant woman Ruoyun.
"You two broke into my room late at night, what do you think?"
The old man looked at Ye Xiu, and a trace of amazement flashed in his eyes: "It's amazing, it's really amazing, the bones of this body have been polished to be so strong at such a young age, several times stronger than I was back then.
And at such a young age, he has already reached the middle stage of out-of-body experience. He is really an unparalleled monster."
Ye Xiu got off the bed, walked over and poured some tea: "Please sit down, you two."
The old man greatly appreciated Ye Xiu's fearlessness in the face of danger.
He pulled his granddaughter to sit down, then pointed at Leng Yan and said, "This is my precious granddaughter. You treated her to a meal today."