But when I got to Da Zhen, I flew like that, and I was seriously injured. How can Li Anyang be reconciled to stealing chicken without eating rice?! Li Anyang said with a dry smile, "young master Yunxiao, I've heard a lot about you. I don't know how you came to the west land of Ziyun world. You don't like the city protection battle of Fusang City, do you? Ha ha, I'm joking. What's your identity, young master Yunxiao? How can you see it just... "In the middle of the speech, I don't have any ups and downs in Luo Yunxiao's eyes. Li Anyang's voice suddenly stopped. Facing the youth hovering in the void, they are only dressed in the most simple clothes. But that appearance is really like "Zhilan Yushu, Langyue into the bosom", no one is not perfect, no one is not amazing. A few of the nuns who came with them were already blushing and obsessed. Even the male monk had a few eyes shining, as if he saw the most adored idol. His cheeks were red, and he was eager to rush up. But Li Anyang was staring at by that pair of dark eyes, but only felt his scalp numb. A feeling of extreme fear came to his mind and made his hair stand on end. He was so excited that he immediately changed his voice and said, "since it's something you like, young master Yunxiao, how can we compete with you? Ha... Ha... "But now the East... Thing is still in the hands of the woman Jun Muyan. It must be easy for young master Yunxiao to take it."“ Then... Then we'll... Leave first... "Then, without hesitation, we'll wave our hand and leave with the Chongshan sect. However, the next moment, a clear and deep voice sounded. In a moment, Li Anyang's action was stopped“ Those who hurt my xiaoyaomen still want to go“ Where do you want to leave? If it's hell, I can... Send you! " As soon as this remark came out, all the people present were staring at him with an unbelievable look. Some people even want to dig their ears, try their ears is not a problem, auditory hallucination. What did you just say“ Hurt my xiaoyaomen "?! Who doesn't know that young master Yunxiao is a lone swordsman in Xiuzhen! But now... Now he said... The same shock is beyond compare, and xiaoyaomen's seven small. The falling rain blinked and blinked again. He couldn't help it any more and called out softly: "little martial uncle!" The other six also seemed to be touched by him and suddenly recovered. They flew to Luo Yunxiao one after another, looking at him with a look of hope and timidity. A pair of eyes open greatly, lips wriggle several times, but a word can't say. Luo Yunxiao sees them like this, can't help but frown, "how is the injury?" When he said this, his whole body was more murderous. Falling rain, Leng Yumo and Ling Yusheng are small, but they can't help it any more. Their eyes are red all of a sudden“ Little martial uncle, would you like to recognize us“ Little martial uncle, don't you dislike us? " Luo Yunxiao takes his eyes back from Mu Yan, and sees that they are tearful one by one. He doesn't have a good way: "what nonsense are you talking about?" He has never been unwilling to admit the identity of xiaoyaomen junior martial uncle. It's even less likely to give up. He's just... He's just too scared, too afraid to put his feelings into something, and eventually they're doomed. Luo Yunxiao pinched the hand hanging on his side. Want to say two words of alienation.