But when he got the formation, it flew away and he was seriously injured.

How can Li Anyang be willing to steal the chicken without losing the rice?!

Li Anyang smiled dryly and said: "Master Yunxiao, I have admired my name for a long time. I don't know how you came to our Ziyun Realm's Western Continent. Are you also interested in the city defense formation of Fusang City? Haha, I was just kidding, Yun

Mr. Xiao, who are you, how can you think of someone like this..."

Halfway through the words, he met Luo Yunxiao's eyes without any fluctuations.

Li Anyang's voice stopped suddenly.

The young man hovering in the void opposite was only wearing the simplest clothes and attire.

But that face is really like "the orchid and jade trees, the bright moon in the arms", there is no imperfection, no part is not stunning.

The few female nuns who came with him were already blushing with embarrassment and their eyes were full of obsession.

Even the male cultivators had their eyes dazzled, as if they had seen their most admired idol, their cheeks were red, and they looked eager to rush forward.

But Li Anyang felt his scalp numb when he was stared at by those dark eyes.

A feeling of extreme fear surged into his heart, making his hair stand on end.

He was shocked and immediately changed his words: "Well, since it is something you like, Mr. Yun Xiao, how can we... how can we have the nerve to snatch it from you? Ha... haha..."

"However, now that the... thing is still in the hands of that woman Jun Muyan, it will definitely be easy for Mr. Yun Xiao to get it."

"Then... let's just... say goodbye first..."

After saying that, he waved his hand without hesitation and left with everyone from the Chongshan Sect.

However, the next moment, a clear and low voice sounded.

Li Anyang's movements were instantly frozen.

"The person who hurt me, Xiaoyaomen, still wants to leave?"

"Where do you want to say goodbye? If it's the underworld, I can...send you there!"

As soon as this statement came out, everyone present suddenly widened their eyes with expressions of disbelief.

Some people even want to dig their ears to see if there is something wrong with their ears and they are hearing hallucinations.

What did Young Master Yun Xiao just say?!

"The person who hurt my Xiaoyaomen"?!

Who in the Cultivation Continent doesn’t know that Mr. Yun Xiao is a lone swordsman!

But now... now he says...

Also shocked beyond measure were the seven little ones from Xiaoyaomen.

Luoyu blinked, then blinked again.

He couldn't help it any longer and called out softly: "Uncle Junior!"

The other six people also seemed to be touched by him and suddenly came back to their senses.

They all flew in front of Luo Yunxiao, looking at him hopefully yet timidly.

A pair of eyes were wide open, and her lips moved several times, but not a word came out.

Seeing them like this, Luo Yunxiao couldn't help but frown, "How are the injuries?"

When he said these words, the killing intent around him became even stronger.

Luo Yu, Leng Yumo and Ling Yusheng, the younger ones, seemed to be unable to bear it any longer, their eyes suddenly turned red.

"Little Master Uncle, you...are you willing to recognize us?"

"Little Master Uncle, don't you dislike us?"

Luo Yunxiao looked away from Muyan, and seeing their tearful eyes, she said angrily: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

He has never been unwilling to admit his identity as Xiaoyaomen's junior uncle.

It is even less possible to dislike it.

He's just... just too afraid, too afraid to invest his emotions in something, which will end up causing them great disaster.

Luo Yunxiao squeezed the hand hanging by her side.
Chapter completed!