"who!!"

Yuanchi scolded sharply and became alert at the same time.

After hearing his words, the others also became alert and secretly touched their weapons.

In a flash before everyone's eyes, two more people appeared in the courtyard out of thin air.

To be precise, a man and a woman.

Both of them have extraordinary aura. The man is wearing a crow-blue silk robe, and the woman is wearing a frost-colored moonlight skirt.

The two of them were hanging in mid-air and slowly landed on the ground. Then before anyone could react, with a cold snort, the fallen leaves in the courtyard danced wildly and flew towards them like sharp knives. The speed was extremely fast, and they were almost there. There was no time to react.

Yuan He wanted to move, but found that under the pressure of this man and woman, he could not move at all.

He instantly understood that these two people must be above the heaven realm, because the pressure on him was no less oppressive than the Lord.

Not only him, but several people in the courtyard were all top shadow guards. They all understood it at once, but they were unable to move. They could only watch the fallen leaves in their pupils enlarged, shrouded in death.

"Two martial uncles, it's hard to come here as guests, why don't you kill my people as soon as you come?"

Listening to this familiar voice, Yuan He felt joyful in his heart.

It's the Lord!

"Xiao Fangchi, get out and die."

Song Xiaoye knitted her brows together, the fire in her heart burning brightly.

She underestimated Xiao Fangchi. He was able to break into the secret realm. She broke Zhang Zhou's hand tendons and hamstrings and threw them into her yard. She kidnapped her junior brother and used this method to provoke and warn them.

So, she became even more angry.

"Uncle, please calm down."

With a gust of wind, the courtyard door opened automatically, and a fiery red shadow flashed past. Xiao Fangchi was already standing opposite Song Xiaoye.

Several shadow guards looked at me and I looked at you, and finally stood behind Xiao Fangchi.

"No need to say more." Song Xuchuan pointed his sword at Xiao Fangchi, "We are just here to take away our junior brother today."

"Go?" Xiao Fangchi smiled contemptuously, feeling that the two master uncles were a little whimsical, "Where to go? Where I am, Master is there."

When he said this, his tone was lazy, and Song Xuchuan even heard a bit of disdain in it.

After saying that, Xiao Fangchi raised his hand and curled his fingertips behind him.

Yuan He understood immediately and took out a wide mahogany chair with agarwood branches from his storage bag: "Your Majesty, please sit down."

Xiao Fangchi nodded with satisfaction, sat down, and supported his chin with his hands. He didn't look nervous or fearful at all because Song Xuchuan and the others came to the door.

Seeing his behavior, Song Xiaoye frowned even more and asked through gritted teeth: "Where is my junior brother, what did you do to him?"

"Hmm." The person being questioned pretended to think, raised his eyelids, and waited for a few seconds before saying, "Little Master, what do you think? Master has been good to me, and I can remember all of them. Clearly, of course..."

He didn't finish what he said, deliberately leaving Song Xiaoye and Song Xiaoye with space to think.

Song Xuchuan's forehead jumped hard, and the fire in his heart was suppressed again and again, but he couldn't suppress it. He looked at each other with Song Xiaoye, and they both saw the blazing fire in each other's eyes, and then they took action at the same time with a tacit understanding.

The two late-stage Tianjing people joined forces, but Xiao Fangchi didn't dare to take it too seriously. He looked a little more serious, stretched out his slender fingers, and released rich black energy. He blocked the blow, but moved his chair back a short distance. , the chair slid on the ground and made a harsh squeaking sound.

Seeing the black air coming out of Xiao Fangchi's fingertips, a look of disgust flashed across Song Xiaoye's face: "Sure enough, all demons deserve to die."

Although she and Ah Chuan just made a tentative attack, a combined attack between the two of them would not be easy to defeat. Demons are already strong. Judging from Xiao Fangchi's strength, Xiao Fangchi must have been born from a demon and a monk.

She should have killed Xiao Fangchi directly in the first place, which would not have resulted in today's situation.

While thinking about it, Song Xuchuan turned his hand over, and a green flute appeared in his palm. This is his natural weapon. Although he also uses a sword, he only uses it for small fights. Sacrificing the green flute means that Song Xuchuan is serious and one of the two parties will die.

Song Xuchuan put the green flute under his lips and was about to activate it.

The door behind them creaked open.

They both turned to look over.

Song Huaiqing was dressed in red and stood at the door.

Someone who looked arrogant just now and leaned lazily on his chin suddenly stood up, put on a cute smile on his face, and called: "Master."

Of course, Song Huaiqing didn't even look at him.

Some shadow guards nearby looked at their master and then at Song Huaiqing, thoughtfully, with excitement flashing from time to time in their eyes.

"Junior brother! Are you okay?!"

Song Xiaoye exclaimed and rushed forward simultaneously with Song Xuchuan.

The two of them looked at Song Huaiqing carefully, up and down, left and right, and asked, "Junior brother, are you okay?"

Song Huaiqing felt warm in her heart, shook her head, and said softly: "It's okay."

It seems that Xiao Fangchi also knew that Song Xiaoye and the others were coming to find him, so the meal he was given actually contained something to soothe his nerves. He fell into a deep sleep, and then he didn't know what woke him up, and he heard movement outside the dormitory.

"Junior brother, you..."

Only then did Song Xiaoye notice Song Huaiqing's clothes and flattened lip lines. She looked at it with a dull face, then looked back at Xiao Fangchi. Suddenly the fire in her heart burned even brighter and her face turned extremely dark.

Combining all these factors, she suddenly had a guess in her mind that even she thought was absurd.

To deceive one's master and destroy one's ancestors, the following is a piece of shit!

His back molars were almost worn out, and he couldn't help the urge to kill.

Song Xuchuan's face was also very dark. He was not a fool, and he had obviously guessed something. He thought that Xiao Fangchi was becoming more and more courageous, and he actually had other thoughts about his master.

Looking at the cold and distinguished appearance of his junior brother, and then looking at a person who pretends to be obedient and stupid but is actually deviant, he suddenly feels like the cabbage he has worked so hard to care for has been eaten by a pig. Song Xiaoye endured it again and again, but still couldn't hold it back. Turn around and go to fight.

If Xiao Fangchi is not killed today, she will not be called Song Xiaoye! ! !

Of course Song Xuchuan couldn't bear it, and the two of them once again had a perfect understanding.

Song Huaiqing knew from their expressions that they had noticed it, after all, it was too obvious.

He held Song Xiaoye with one hand and Song Xuchuan with the other.

"I'm fine, he didn't do anything to me."

In fact, Song Huaiqing had already scolded Xiao Fangchi in his heart. He finally understood why Xiao Fangchi had to force him to wear red clothes today. His feelings were waiting here.

Xiao Fangchi was simply a lunatic. He was afraid that others would not know that he had evil intentions towards his master, so he used this method to confront Song Xuchuan and Song Xiaoye.

What a beeping dog.

"I said, uncle, do you think too little of me?"

Xiao Fangchi suddenly intervened between them.

He squinted at his master's hands and felt very unhappy.

An emotion called jealousy surged out of his heart.

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