But when he got the big formation, he just flew away, and he was seriously injured.
How can Li Anyang be reconciled to stealing chickens without losing money? !
Li Anyang said with a dry smile: "Mr. Yunxiao, I have admired your name for a long time. I don't know how you came to my land in the west of the Ziyun Realm. Could it be that you also fell in love with the large defense formation of Fusang City? Hehe, I was joking, Yun Mr. Xiao, what is your identity, how can you see mere mere... "
Halfway through the conversation, she met Luo Yunxiao's eyes without any ups and downs.
Li Anyang's voice stopped abruptly.
The young man hovering in the void on the opposite side was only dressed in the simplest clothes and attire.
But that face is really like "zhilanyushu, bright moon in the bosom", there is no imperfection in any part, no part is not amazing.
Several female cultivators who came with her had already blushed, their eyes full of obsession.
Even the male cultivators had a few eyes shining, as if they saw the idol they admired the most, their cheeks were flushed, and they looked like they were eager to try and rush up.
But when Li Anyang was stared at by those dark eyes, he only felt his scalp go numb.
A feeling of extreme fear welled up in his heart, making his hair stand on end.
He trembled all over, and immediately changed his words: "Well, since it's something you like, Mr. Yunxiao, we...how can we have the nerve to snatch it from you? Hehe...hehe..."
"However, now that Dong...thing is still in the hands of that woman, Jun Muyan, it must be easy for Mr. Yunxiao to take it."
"Then...then we...let's take our leave first..."
After finishing speaking, he waved his hand without hesitation, and was about to take everyone from the Chongshan faction to leave.
However, the next moment, a clear and deep voice sounded.
Instantly stopped Li Anyang's movements.
"The person who hurt my Xiaoyaomen still wants to leave?"
"Where do you want to leave? If it's the underworld, I can... take you there!"
As soon as this remark came out, everyone present widened their eyes suddenly, showing expressions of disbelief.
Some people even want to dig their own ears to see if there is something wrong with their ears and they have auditory hallucinations.
What did Mr. Yun Xiao just say? !
"The person who hurt my Xiaoyaomen"? !
No one on the Cultivation Continent knows that Young Master Yun Xiao is a lone swordsman!
But now... now he says...
The seven little ones from Xiaoyaomen were also shocked beyond measure.
Luo Yu blinked, then blinked again.
He couldn't bear it any longer, and called softly: "Little Martial Uncle!"
The other six people also seemed to be touched by him, and suddenly came back to their senses.
They flew to Luo Yunxiao one after another, looking at him with hope and timidity.
The eyes were wide open, and the lips squirmed several times, but they couldn't utter a word.
Seeing them like this, Luo Yunxiao couldn't help frowning, "How is the injury?"
When he said these words, the killing intent around him became stronger.
The little ones, Luo Yu, Leng Yumo and Ling Yusheng, seemed to be unable to bear it any longer, and their eyes turned red.
"Little uncle, you... are you willing to recognize us?"
"Young Master Uncle, don't you despise us?"
Luo Yunxiao looked away from Muyan, seeing their teary eyes, said angrily, "What nonsense are you talking about?"
He has never been unwilling to admit the identity of Xiaoyaomen's junior uncle.
It is even more impossible to dislike it.
He's just... just too scared, too scared to get emotionally involved with something and end up killing them all.
Luo Yunxiao squeezed the hand hanging by her side.
I want to say two words of alienation.