Son-in-law Dan Zun

"An Yixue!"

As this voice fell, the vast world seemed to be silent.

Yiluo Wushu's reputation in Qingfengyu now, who would not know the woman An Yixue next to him?

It is a goddess-like existence.

Regardless of her appearance or talent, she couldn't pick a woman with any flaws.

If it is said that on the premise of Luo Wushu going to the Temple of Heaven, An Yixue will also go there, no one will find this strange or inappropriate.

She also definitely has the qualifications to enter the Heavenly Palace.

But Luo Wushu obviously would not enter the Heavenly Palace to practice. Under these circumstances, Song Qingyun named An Yixue. What was the purpose?

There are also some people who look directly into the void, is this Song Qingyun's meaning or Xuan Wufeng's meaning?

Who is the one who wants to beat the mandarin ducks and win the love with the sword?

Most people believe it is the latter.

Without Xuan Wufeng's instruction, Song Qingyun should have no such guts, so blatant before Luo Wu wrote.

"I won't go to the temple to practice!" An Yixue refused.

The indifferent voice didn't seem to eat the fireworks in the world, and it didn't contain any emotion in it.

Even though Song Qingyun was named, she didn't look at each other more.

"It's your honor to call you, don't know how to praise it!" Song Qingyun shouted in a deep voice, "Could it be that in your eyes, there is no heaven at all, and no master Wufeng?"

Just when everyone thought that An Yixue would be frightened by him, she still spit out the word lightly, "Yes!"

"You..." Song Qingyun's face sank, and she had no choice but to cast her help-seeking gaze on Young Master Wufeng.

Young Master Wufeng said in a deep voice: "This young master is ordered by the master of the realm, and he will give you the opportunity to enter the heavenly palace to practice."

"This kind of opportunity is hard to find for a thousand years, and you can't tolerate your trifling stuff. Go if you want, or don't want to go if you don't want to."

"Not bad!" After hearing this, Song Qingyun suddenly gained confidence and looked at An Yixue with confidence.

"Smelly bitch, don't shame you, I'll name you, that's the blessing you have cultivated in your eight lifetimes."

"Otherwise, you won't be qualified to step into the Heavenly Palace in your entire life."

A touch of disgust passed in An Yixue's cold eyes.

But he did not pay attention to Song Qingyun, but turned to look at Luo Wushu, "Teach him a lesson!"

"Hahaha..." Song Qingyun arrogantly said as if he heard Tianda's joke: "It depends on the owner to hit a dog. Now I am a man without a front. Give him 10,000 courage. He dares to do something with me. ?"

Many people nodded in agreement, An Yixue's requirements for Luo Wushu were too high.

Even if Song Qingyun's strength is poor, as long as he has a relationship with Xuan Wufeng, who would dare to move?

Xuan Wufeng watched this scene playfully, and he also wanted to know whether Luo Wushu really dared to move Song Qingyun a little bit of hair in front of him.

Luo Wushu looked at An Yixue with a gentle gaze, and gently stroked her hair, "You think my temper is too good!"

On weekdays, he was not even willing to speak loudly to An Yixue.

Song Qingyun insulted An Yixue with such ugly words, just a few lessons, is that enough?

Many people were taken aback for a while, what did Luo Wushu mean?

But in the next moment, everyone understood, and saw Luo Wushu's palm facing Song Qingyun in the air.

"boom!"

An invisible force squeezed Song Qingyun, causing the flesh and blood on his body to be twisted.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh..." Zhuo Xin's screams came from his mouth.

He couldn't even say a complete sentence, let alone ask Xuan Wufeng for help.

"Luo Wushu, dare you?" Xuan Wufeng shouted angrily.

"boom!"

In response to him, there was a loud explosion.

Song Qingyun's figure, under the terrifying power, burst into blood fog in the sky.

Xuan Wufeng's face was completely gloomy, of course he didn't care about Song Qingyun's life or death.

He wanted a running dog like this, and grabbed a lot of them.

However, he could not tolerate Luo Wushu hitting him in the face like this.

"Who gave you the courage?" Xuan Wufeng shouted angrily.

"Is it your instruction?" Luo Wushu answered the question, with even more crazy killing intent crawling out of his eyes.

If it's just himself, it's fine to be a little wronged for the sake of the overall situation.

Actually still wanting to play An Yixue's idea...

"What are you talking about?" Xuan Wufeng naturally wouldn't admit it, he intends to win his love.

"You better really don't know!" Luo Wushu raised his eyes slightly.

The deep eyes were full of icy cold at this moment, killing them, just like crawling out of Jiuyou Purgatory to kill the gods, without any emotion.

Seeing that gaze, Xuan Wufeng trembled all over, and couldn't help feeling shudder, giving birth to an inexplicable sense of fear.

What kind of look is that?

Luo Wushu is a born executioner, a demon who kills people without blinking, otherwise, how could one look so terrible in his eyes.

"Ant, do you know who you are talking to?"

The old man shouted, with overwhelming coercion and heading towards Luo Wushu.

Luo Wushu dared to act murderously against Xuan Wufeng, which is simply unforgivable.

Xuan Wufeng was relieved with lingering fears.

I couldn't believe that before Luo Wu wrote, I couldn't bear even a look.

If there is no old man, is he going to be directly crushed by the oppressive look in his eyes?

Leave a shadow that will never go away.

"Boom!"

Luo Wushu took a step forward, in addition to the icy cold and solemn eyes in his eyes, there was also a touch of madness.

"If you don't want to take your little ancestor away, then stay here forever!"

The cold voice is like the judgment of death.

The moment the voice fell, an overwhelming coercion swept the world and the world.

That is the coercion from the Demon Monument of Fengshen Town.

"Boom boom boom!!!"

In an instant, countless figures of people squatted on their knees, and their eyes were full of incredible shock.

"Is this Tianwei?"

"Why is it from Luo Wushu's body, exuding it."

Xuan Wufeng's incredible figure was directly crushed to the ground by the shocking might, and crawled in front of Luo Wushu.

Even the old man felt a pressure that he dared not resist.

He looked at Luo Wushu's gaze, no longer contemptuously, no longer despised, and became more serious than ever before.

Luo Wushu's figure turned forward, walked to Xuan Wufeng's body, and said coldly, "Is this what you want to see on your knees?"

Xuan Wufeng raised his eyes with difficulty.

But when he saw Luo Wushu's cold gaze, he lowered it again, not daring to face it.

If he could do it again, he would definitely not dare to be so aggressive, let alone force Luo Wushu to kneel to him.

Luo Wushu raised the soles of his feet and stepped directly on Xuan Wufeng's face, making his face horribly distorted.

But even so, apart from screaming, Xuan Wufeng didn't dare to say a word of cruel words at all.

Luo Wushu's eyes were too terrifying.

He had no doubt about Luo Wushu's killing intent and courage at this moment.

Even if his surname is Xuan, it is of no avail.

"Is this crazy?" Countless people trembled violently, and Xuan Wufeng was not an ordinary heavenly person.

But the surname is Xuan, with the blood of a world master.

However, Luo Wushu still stepped directly under his feet, ignoring the heavenly palace behind him.

"Who doesn't want a man like this to guard him?" In the domain master city, countless women trembled.

Although Luo Wushu's body has endless coldness radiating, like a murderous **** coming out of hell.

But in their eyes, they can feel a different kind of warmth.

How can a man who can rush into the crown and become a confidante and guard his beloved is really a murderous demon?

It's a pity that such a man only belongs to the woman who is so beautiful that she is like a goddess.

"Luo Wushu, let Wufeng go!" the old man shouted.

"You don't seem to recognize the status quo yet!"

Luo Wushu smiled sensibly.

With a sudden force on the soles of his feet, his shoes rubbed against Xuan Wufeng's face, making blood stains all over, hideous and scary.