v2 Chapter 1262： Daddy is so kind, he helped Xiao Shui'er block the big villain
"Mu Fan, if you dare to protect Yaotao, you are going against senior brother Mo Beichen. Senior brother Mo is ranked eighth on the Qianlong list, and he can crush you to death with one finger."
This person is a disciple of Wuji Peak and Mo Beichen's junior.
Self-paying is not capable of confronting Mu Fan, rolled his eyes, and moved the senior brother out.
The bustling streets were silent.
Everyone who came and went seemed to be shocked by the words Mo Beichen, and even the voice of whispering disappeared without a trace.
Mo Beichen, an elite disciple of the Xiaoyao Sect who was at the peak of his late foundation establishment.
A family of cultivators, descendants of the two-winged Blood Mang Tiger.
Only 30 years old, with his invincible physical training skills, he swept away the elite disciples of all schools and ranked eighth on the Qianlong list.
"Junior brother, Mo Beichen has an aloof personality and cruel methods. Don't be an enemy of him if you don't have to."
Seeing that the situation was not good, Li Xuerou pondered for a moment, took a few steps forward holding the sword, and came to Mu Fan, standing shoulder to shoulder with him.
*
Daddy is so kind, he helped Xiao Shui'er block the big villain.
Xiao Shui'er likes Daddy so much.
Xiao Mitao is pure-hearted, and wholeheartedly wants to find her father, let her mother and father reunite, and reunite the family.
At this moment, not only was he not frightened, but he was overjoyed.
The pink and juicy peach, taking advantage of the confrontation between the two sides, at the moment when the swords were on the verge of breaking out, slid around from Mu Fan's back to his front, and slid into his clothes.
The small face and cheeks are hanging on the front lapel intimately, the emerald green and thick emerald jade pendant, and the cute little milk voice, calling mother sweetly.
The little milk's voice could be heard clearly throughout the street, and Mu Fan couldn't explain it clearly.
Countless gazes of doubt, scrutiny, and gossip burned his whole body, wishing to burn a few holes in his body.
*
Mu Fan was born ten years ago, and was favored by his ancestors and accepted as his personal disciple.
When he grew up, his unparalleled handsome face became popular in the Xiaoyao Sect, and countless female disciples admired him.
But he has a cold personality and doesn't like to make friends with others.
The air of aloofness and vulgarity exuding from all over his body is like black ice that will not melt for thousands of years, making it difficult to approach.
The disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect chatted with each other when they had nothing to do, and often teased them in private.
Not to mention female disciples, not to mention female disciples, even female mosquitoes will never get close to ice that will not melt for thousands of years.
A person who has never been rumored to be scandalized is suddenly being called daddy in public.
Although it is only a pink and juicy peach, the astonishing effect brought by it in an instant is tantamount to a thunderclap, shocking people's hearts.
*
"Junior brother, you?"
Li Xuerou also turned her head, her watery eyes were stained with an indescribable sadness.
"Pooh!"
"Mu Fan, it's useless for you to pretend to be noble and dignified, and you have a dignified appearance. I didn't realize that you are a shameless scum!"
"He actually had an affair with the flower demon, ruining the reputation of Xianmen."
Li Shengyang, a Promise Peak disciple who was severely beaten by Xiao Mitao, with a bruised nose and swollen face, opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of resentment, extremely slandering and slandering.
"brush!"
What answered him was a sharp sword light, as fast as lightning.
Without hesitation, Mu Fan raised his sword and cut off his left arm.
"ah!"
Li Shengyang watched in disbelief as the half amputated arm fell to the ground. Under the severe pain, he almost passed out.
"Brother Li!"
"Junior Brother Li."
The Wuji Peak disciple who was walking with him paled in shock, drew out his long sword at the same time, and glared at each other.
"Mu Fan, Brother Mo will definitely not let you go if you hurt your fellow disciples."
"There's no need to talk nonsense with him, let's go together and avenge Senior Brother Li."
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This person is a disciple of Wuji Peak and Mo Beichen's junior.
Self-paying is not capable of confronting Mu Fan, rolled his eyes, and moved the senior brother out.
The bustling streets were silent.
Everyone who came and went seemed to be shocked by the words Mo Beichen, and even the voice of whispering disappeared without a trace.
Mo Beichen, an elite disciple of the Xiaoyao Sect who was at the peak of his late foundation establishment.
A family of cultivators, descendants of the two-winged Blood Mang Tiger.
Only 30 years old, with his invincible physical training skills, he swept away the elite disciples of all schools and ranked eighth on the Qianlong list.
"Junior brother, Mo Beichen has an aloof personality and cruel methods. Don't be an enemy of him if you don't have to."
Seeing that the situation was not good, Li Xuerou pondered for a moment, took a few steps forward holding the sword, and came to Mu Fan, standing shoulder to shoulder with him.
*
Daddy is so kind, he helped Xiao Shui'er block the big villain.
Xiao Shui'er likes Daddy so much.
Xiao Mitao is pure-hearted, and wholeheartedly wants to find her father, let her mother and father reunite, and reunite the family.
At this moment, not only was he not frightened, but he was overjoyed.
The pink and juicy peach, taking advantage of the confrontation between the two sides, at the moment when the swords were on the verge of breaking out, slid around from Mu Fan's back to his front, and slid into his clothes.
The small face and cheeks are hanging on the front lapel intimately, the emerald green and thick emerald jade pendant, and the cute little milk voice, calling mother sweetly.
The little milk's voice could be heard clearly throughout the street, and Mu Fan couldn't explain it clearly.
Countless gazes of doubt, scrutiny, and gossip burned his whole body, wishing to burn a few holes in his body.
*
Mu Fan was born ten years ago, and was favored by his ancestors and accepted as his personal disciple.
When he grew up, his unparalleled handsome face became popular in the Xiaoyao Sect, and countless female disciples admired him.
But he has a cold personality and doesn't like to make friends with others.
The air of aloofness and vulgarity exuding from all over his body is like black ice that will not melt for thousands of years, making it difficult to approach.
The disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect chatted with each other when they had nothing to do, and often teased them in private.
Not to mention female disciples, not to mention female disciples, even female mosquitoes will never get close to ice that will not melt for thousands of years.
A person who has never been rumored to be scandalized is suddenly being called daddy in public.
Although it is only a pink and juicy peach, the astonishing effect brought by it in an instant is tantamount to a thunderclap, shocking people's hearts.
*
"Junior brother, you?"
Li Xuerou also turned her head, her watery eyes were stained with an indescribable sadness.
"Pooh!"
"Mu Fan, it's useless for you to pretend to be noble and dignified, and you have a dignified appearance. I didn't realize that you are a shameless scum!"
"He actually had an affair with the flower demon, ruining the reputation of Xianmen."
Li Shengyang, a Promise Peak disciple who was severely beaten by Xiao Mitao, with a bruised nose and swollen face, opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of resentment, extremely slandering and slandering.
"brush!"
What answered him was a sharp sword light, as fast as lightning.
Without hesitation, Mu Fan raised his sword and cut off his left arm.
"ah!"
Li Shengyang watched in disbelief as the half amputated arm fell to the ground. Under the severe pain, he almost passed out.
"Brother Li!"
"Junior Brother Li."
The Wuji Peak disciple who was walking with him paled in shock, drew out his long sword at the same time, and glared at each other.
"Mu Fan, Brother Mo will definitely not let you go if you hurt your fellow disciples."
"There's no need to talk nonsense with him, let's go together and avenge Senior Brother Li."
－－－－－Off Topic－－－－－
Thank you, Little Fairy Zhou, for your reward.
(?￣▽￣)?
https://
The genius remembers the address of this site in one second:. Chasing Book Artifact Bar Novel Network mobile version reading website:
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