At first, this feeling came out of nowhere, and no matter how much I thought about it, there would be no result.
Secondly, he felt that he might have thought too much.
As the old saying goes, care leads to chaos.
Since Lin Xiao returned to the heaven, he has been thinking about Bei Gongxue all the time. It just so happened that the place where Bei Gongxue was located was the Eternal Snowfield with many strange phenomena.
Even though Lin Xiao is a powerful person, he can't help but have random thoughts.
Just like that, there was no talking all night.
Early morning of the second day.
After Lin Xiao washed up for a while, he walked up to the courtyard.
In the courtyard, Mo Fan was sitting cross-legged practicing.
Judging from the dew on his clothes, Mo Fan has been practicing for a while.
Lin Xiao was very pleased with this.
Mo Fan's cultivation talent is not bad, it can even be said to be very strong.
But in the world of Qiankun, relying on Lin Xiao and Jiange, he never took cultivation seriously.
After arriving in heaven, Mo Fan finally woke up.
On the surface, he looks careless and careless, but in fact, Mo Fan works harder than anyone else.
Otherwise, Mo Fan would not have been able to reach the fourth level of the Heavenly Ancestor in such a short period of time.
Talent is a factor.
But practicing hard is also a big reason!
"somebody is coming!"
Lin Xiao was about to step forward when suddenly, a group of figures appeared in his consciousness.
There were more than ten people coming.
The leader was no stranger to Lin Xiao, and it was none other than Yang Beiwang.
Next to Yang Beiwang was a thin young man, carrying a long knife on his back, and his clothes were stained with blood, as if he had just experienced a fight.
This person's face is 60 to 70% similar to Yang Beiwang!
"If nothing unexpected happens, this person is Yang Beichen." Lin Xiao lowered his eyes, and an indifferent arc appeared at the corner of his mouth.
About three minutes later!
Yang Beiwang, Yang Beichen and others finally arrived at the courtyard where Lin Xiao was.
In addition to their group, there were many onlookers around.
Moreover, the number of onlookers is still increasing, and it seems to be turning into a huge storm!
"Unexpectedly, Mo Fan just taught Yang Beiwang a lesson yesterday, and today Yang Beichen is back."
"I heard that Yang Beiwang used the jade slips to transmit sound and hurriedly urged Yang Beiwang to return. Now there is something good to watch!"
"The relationship between Mo Fan and Yang Beichen is at odds with each other. If they have to settle their old and new grudges together, they will probably fight to the death!"
The tone of the crowd was excited.
Some people even took out melon seeds and benches, looking like they were watching a good show.
"Looking north, are you sure Mo Fan is inside?"
Yang Beichen opened his mouth and said.
His voice was rough, completely different from Yang Beiwang's, and his eyes were sharp, clearly having experienced countless lives and deaths.
"I sent people to monitor Mo Fan early. I am very sure that he did not leave all night. In addition, Marquis Xuanyuan and Yunzhu are also in the courtyard!" Yang Beiwang said extremely seriously.
"Brother, not only do you have to help me teach Mo Fan a lesson, but you also have to deal with the others as well!"
"I want everyone to know that no one who has offended me, including my relatives and friends, will have a better life!"
Yang Beiwang's tone was fierce, but at the same time, he was also full of confidence.
It was as if he had already seen Mo Fan’s tragic end!
"Leave everything to me!"
Yang Beiwang was also full of confidence. As soon as he stepped forward, he was ready to call the formation in front of the goal.
Eee--
At this moment, the portal slowly opened.
Mo Fan, Lin Xiao and others filed out of the courtyard.
"I just said why it stinks so much. It turns out there are two piles of dog shit piled here. It's really unlucky!"
As soon as Mo Fan opened his mouth, there was a burst of laughter.
As for Yang Beiwang and his group, their faces were extremely ugly. Mo Fan was so bold that he actually called them shit.
"Mo Fan, how dare you scold me!" Yang Beichen was so angry that his teeth chattered.
"Hey, this shit can still talk?" Mo Fan mocked again.
The words fell and the laughter became more intense.
Even Marquis Xuanyuan and others couldn't help laughing.
In terms of strength, Mo Fan may not be the strongest.
When it comes to talking nonsense, Mo Fan really has never been afraid of anyone!
Although he smiled, Mo Fan felt a little solemn in his heart.
He keenly discovered that Yang Beichen had made a breakthrough and officially entered the sixth level of the Heavenly Ancestor.
Such a level of cultivation is not easy to deal with!
"Mo Fan, if you are a man, stand up for me and let us have a good fight. If you can just talk nonsense, aren't you afraid of losing Wu Yuan's face?" Yang Beichen knew that he could not defeat Mo Fan, so he simply used his provocative general. Law.
"With this level of provocation, do you think I am a three-year-old child?"
Mo Fan rolled his eyes, but took a step back: "Originally, I wanted to teach you a lesson, but the boss has already spoken, so I will let you go today!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Xiao walked forward and met Yang Beichen with a pair of dark eyes.
Boss?
The crowd was in an uproar.
"Did I hear it correctly? Mo Fan called this guy...boss?"
"I clearly remember that this guy took the initiative to hug Mo Fan's thigh yesterday, and his words were better than his songs. Logically speaking, he should call Mo Fan Boss!"
"Is there any misunderstanding here?"
The crowd had just started talking when suddenly, a burst of wild laughter broke out.
I saw Yang Beichen holding his stomach, laughing so hard that he couldn't stand up straight, and said while laughing: "Mo Fan, are you out of your mind? You actually think of a weakling as your boss!"
"This guy's cultivation is only at the third level of the Heavenly King. He is at best a handyman disciple. Is it possible that you want to learn how to clean from him?"
Behind Yang Beichen were followed by more than a dozen disciples of the Martial Arts Temple.
When they heard Yang Beichen's words, they all had mocking looks on their faces.
"Brother Chen, I guess Mo Fan knew you were coming back and was afraid that he would be dealt with badly, so he deliberately found a scapegoat to divert everyone's attention."
"In view of this, I think you'd better not take action and let me teach this guy a lesson for you."
"I promise, within one move, I will beat him into a human shape!"
A young man in white clothes walked forward, saying "Brother Chen" to his left and "Brother Chen" to his right, looking like a complete bitch.
"That's fine, you can dampen Mo Fan's spirit for me." Yang Beichen said nonchalantly.
"okay!"
After getting Yang Beichen's consent, the young man in white took action directly.
In his hand, a pair of daggers appeared.
The blade glowed green and carried a foul odor, which was obviously quenched with poison.
"Get out of here!"
The young man in white shouted coldly, and his figure appeared quietly behind Lin Xiao like a ghost.
The dagger broke through the air and stabbed Lin Xiao's eyes with a cunning and cruel gesture.
"Chen Dao's cultivation has reached the second level of the Heavenly Ancestor. This time, he obviously did not retain his strength. This guy will probably die miserably."
"Who can be blamed for this? Who made him the scapegoat?"
"Poor guy, he became a victim like this!"
Seeing this, the crowd sighed repeatedly and secretly mourned for Lin Xiao... (To be continued)
