Shanhong's mouth is twitching. In the current state, they can't snatch the spiritual heart fruit.

After all, Ji Wuyuan's strength should be on top of himself. In addition, the strength of the guards should not be underestimated. Now that the Luo family intervenes, there is no chance at all.

"Why do you want to give the heart fruit to the third prince?" Shanhong bit his teeth and said reluctantly, "as long as you give me, I can give you anything you want."

"Anything you want?" Luo Xiaoman picked his eyebrows and flashed a cold light in his eyes, mocking: "Ye Xuan's life, also give it?"

Shanhong's pupil shrinks, and suddenly his eyes light up. Suddenly, he suddenly realizes, "are you the little devil of Baicheng, Luo Xiaoman?"

"Ah! Am I so famous? " Luo Xiaoman forked his waist, raised his head, and said triumphantly, "I can't think of my prestige. All of them have come here."

"Young lady, wonderful!"

Lin Sansheng and Ling Yan applauded one after another.

The Luo family on one side are embarrassed. Why don't they feel that this is something to be proud of?

"Go Shanhong waved his hand, and then he took the people from the holy college to evacuate Xixi.

There is no need to hope for spiritual fruit.

There is no limit in Ji, unless it is the Dean, otherwise it can not be snatched.

What's more, there is a Luo Xiaoman here.

From ye Xuan's mouth, this little guy is very clever.

As soon as he thought of his inducement, he wanted to slap himself. He was just playing with himself.

"Shizu Then we'll withdraw. " Zhu Ying looked complicated and said to Luo Xiaoman, "if you need anything, you can come to Qinhuai city and find me."

Luo Xiaoman waved his hand and said with a smile, "don't worry, it will."

Zhu Ying's mouth twitched. He regretted saying this. It's not polite to talk to Luo Xiaoman!

"Lift the blockade and evacuate Xixi."

He doesn't want to stay here any more, and he doesn't know if he will get another moth?

"Good bye, little disciple." Luo Xiaoman waved to Zhu Ying, but he didn't know if it was an illusion. The guard's pace seemed to have accelerated a lot.

Looking at Zhu Ying as if fleeing, Ji Wuyuan couldn't laugh or cry.

"Master..."

"Xiaoya!" Without waiting for him to open his mouth, Luo Xiaoman turned around and said seriously: "if I just took lingxinguo as my own, do you want to fight against my teacher?"

"Well, how, how could it be?" Ji Wuyuan was stunned and shook his head again and again. He said, "I have signed a blood contract with you. It is impossible to betray the master."

"Really?" Luo Xiaoman tilted his head and looked at him suspiciously.

"True, absolutely true!" Ji Wuyuan looked serious and said, "the world is big and the master is the biggest. My little apprentice can only cool off at the same time."

"Well, I believe you A ghost. " Luo Xiaoman rolled his eyes, and then turned to the front of the story, "however, your master calls more smoothly than before."

"Was he moved by the generosity of my teacher just now?"

Ji Wuyuan's face was stiff, and his heart was dark. It seemed that he had an illusion just now. This little guy is not cute at all, and he doesn't want to hold his hands and hold him high.

"By the way, why did you go so fast last time?" Luo Xiaoman turned his words and asked casually.

"Last time, it was a letter from the president of the hospital. I had to rush back because of an urgent call."

Luo Xiaoman pondered for a while. It seems that the corpse demon incident in Baicheng has not reached Qinhuai City, or the news has been blocked.

Otherwise, Ji Wuyuan couldn't have known what terrible things had happened in Baicheng?

"Master!" Suddenly, Ji Wuyuan looked at Luo Xiaoman with a dignified face. "I have a very serious question to ask you?"

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