Feng Qianchen raised his head and did not pay attention to the sword on his neck. Yuan Bao, who was standing in front of his clothes, looked at Bai Qingshui with a confused expression.

"Chi chi chi." What are you playing at?

"Playing with kidnapping, threats, and coercion." Feng Qianchen explained patiently, then looked down at Yuanbao, and communicated with Yuanbao with his eyes: "Yuanbao, it's your turn."

"Chi chi chi!" What's going on?

[Of course it’s the battlefield].

"Chi chi chi!" But I have never been on the battlefield.

[Idiot, this is the battlefield].

Feng Qianchen glared at Yuanbao fiercely, and Yuanbao looked at Feng Qianchen innocently. Along the way, Feng Qianchen ravaged its fur.

From Luo City to Yuncheng, he almost had all the fur on its body stripped off.

It actually wanted to see more of Feng Qianchen's deflated appearance.

But Feng Qianchen's eyes were very scary.

It shook its little body, and then moved up from the hem of his clothes, its sharp mouth glowing with a sharp light.

Then, a "click, click, click, click" sound came from Bai Qingshui's ears.

When she lowered her head, the sword against Feng Qianchen's neck had been chewed up by the ingot.

Feng Qianchen also raised his head and grinned at her: "Hehehe!"

After laughing, he lowered his head and bit the back of Bai Qingshui's hand viciously.

"Ah..." Bai Qingshui is not even afraid of holding him hostage now. She can't shake him off even if she wants to, but she can't shake Feng Qianchen away no matter how hard she shakes him.

His teeth just refused to let go.

"Ah..." Feng Qianchen bit off a piece of the inner part of the back of his hand, and by the way, a piece of skin was also lifted off.

After breaking free from her, Duanmu Lin immediately strummed the strings and swung in the direction of Bai Qingshui.

The sound of the strings rises, the wind howls, and the blows cause blood to flow from the seven holes of the man.

This treasure hunt has actually started a war at this moment, but no one is aware of it.

They all thought it was just a personal grudge, so they all stayed away to watch the battle between the two parties.

Seeing this, Fan Yazi said angrily: "You are more than just a harp, right?"

Fan Yazi was not a fool. She had been thinking about Duanmu Lin's words and actions for a long time, and finally came to the conclusion that he was not an ordinary person.

Duanmu Lin didn't want to say anything more to her. He turned back and glanced at her coldly: "If you want to join the war, I don't mind having one more enemy."

"Master, Master, help me!" Bai Zhantang shouted, covering his chest.

If there is a confrontation between the strong and the strong, Fan Yazi can join the battle without hesitation, but if it is a god and a human, there is a huge disparity in power, and she may not be able to protect herself.

Fan Yazi walked forward and helped Bai Qingshui, then turned back and looked at Bai Zhantang lying on the grass in the distance.

"Qing Shui, follow Master." She is a selfish person. She knows that she cannot control this matter and is unable to do so.

Bai Qingshui couldn't believe what he heard, and turned back to look at Fan Yazi's old face: "Master, that's my brother."

"Now we can only let your brother solve this matter by himself." Fang Yazi said coldly.

Bai Qingshui roared: "No, he is my brother!"

"Ask what shameful things your brother did to make people hate him so much." Fang Yazi glanced at Bai Zhantang coldly.

She has always disliked Bai Zhantang, but if she hadn't accepted Bai Qingshui as his disciple, how could she have let Bai Zhantang call him master after master?

She knew clearly that Bai Zhantang was a selfish person.
Chapter completed!