The coldness in Wen Jing's eyes deepened, and the corners of his lips twitched coldly. Although it was drawn in an arc, the cold air around made the head master unable to utter a word.
The head was even more frightened. Before, he really suspected that Chu Ci had been tampered with by some monster, so he chose to wait and see. Who would have thought that such a thing would happen in the end
You said you were with this little girl, couldn't you say it earlier? He insisted on disappearing, and he insisted on waiting until this Buluoshanfeng, who didn't like Chu Ci in the first place, took the initiative.
Isn't this law enforcement fishing
Of course, facing the person in front of him, the sect leader dared not speak out.
This so-called Fiery Immortal Beast was already in Ling Yizong before he was born, and it was rumored that he was the one who protected the sacred objects and guarded Ling Yizong.
But all the previous heads were well aware of this rumor, guarding the sacred object and Ling Yizong. This sacred object and Ling Yizong did not have that much face.
Huochi was not an ancient fairy beast, but Huochi was a serious beast at that time, because it was pure in fire, irritable and irritable, and its temperament was easy to lose control.
It's really the so-called anger, and the life is ruined.
At that time, the ancestor of Ling Yizong found something that could suppress the fiery emotions, and finally created the sacred object of Ling Yizong. After connecting the sacred object with the current Wenjing, the name of the beast is the gradually disappeared.
It is also to prevent those with a heart from deliberately destroying the current peace, so all the heads about the sacred objects are tight-lipped, so this time they found that the sacred objects have faint traces of damage, which is such a haste.
Chu Ci looked at the face of the master, with a thought in his eyes, and observed the emotion in Wen Jing's eyes sideways, then raised his hand and pulled Wen Jing's sleeve, when those golden red eyes looked over Blinking, "I'm tired, let's go home."
The head of the sect only felt that the fierce coercion around him faded away in an instant, and the violence brewing in Wen Jing's eyes disappeared instantly when he faced the little girl. There was a touch of surprise in his eyes, and he looked at Wen Jing holding her in his arms. Chu porcelain in China.
Did she notice something
The voice was soft, with a little comfort, his eyes were as bright as stars, and his eyes were full of him.
Soothe him softly and sweetly.
The irritable emotions in his heart subsided instantly, Wen Jing smiled and raised his hand to pinch Chu Ci's cheek, "Little Cat."
Then, holding Chu Ci in full view, he entered the door directly, without any cover, a crimson barrier rose from the small shabby room of the outer disciple, isolating everyone.
The sect leader breathed a sigh of relief, but the Peak Master of Buluo Mountain behind him suddenly spewed out a mouthful of blood mist, and fell straight down without moving.
The headman quickly checked, and found that it was due to congestion, which caused the coma, but if Wen Jing's coercion was suppressed a little later, most of the cultivation of Buluo Mountain Lord's body would have to be destroyed.
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Carrying the delicate and soft girl into the room, Chu Ci put Chu Ci down. Chu Ci obviously still remembered his sentence about the little cat. Little footprints, and then ran to the cabinet where she put her clothes and started rummaging.
Wen Jing frowned slightly, with a lazy smile on his lips, and lowered his eyes to look at the small footprints on his feet.