I Am Not Really The Second Generation Of Immortals

　　 Everyone present was stunned.

　　 Even Wu Jiye, who had always been breezy, was dumbfounded.

　　 The handsome boy in front of him is An Bulang.

　　Ji Wuye and Qin Shiyue no matter how they thought, wouldn't think that An Bulang would shoot so decisively.

　　What is the similar plot, what is this revenge? Is it a tooth for a tooth?

　　 And still found such a poor excuse to shoot!

　　 "An Bulang...you..." Ji Yinyin lay curled up on the ground, her mouth full of blood, and her dim eyes stared blankly at the man.

　　 She didn't think that in this case, there were people who came forward for her.

　　 But soon, she panicked: "Go away...you, you are playing the young master of Yunjian Sect..."

"Is the young patriarch very amazing? Shouldn't he fight if he hits people so ugly?" An Bulang walked over and lifted Ji Yinyin carefully. A spirit walked through Ji Yinyin's body and found that the other party was seriously injured and his bones Cracking, internal organ damage, if not treated in time, it is likely to die due to internal bleeding. "

　　 It was at this moment that a loud scream sounded.

　　 "An Bu Lang! Isn't the palace where you can do whatever you want?" Ji Wuye scolded.

　　 "Dare to shoot Cheng Xiao, the young patriarch who hurt Yun Jianzong." Qin Shiyue took two steps forward, with a brilliant light in his hand.

　　An Bulang looked at the two of them coldly, and a terrifying momentum erupted, and he asked, "What then?"

　　 Ji Wuye and Qin Shiyue seemed to see an extremely terrifying beast watching them, making them unable to move, an unprecedented life-and-death crisis, covering their entire body.

　　Intuition tells them that if they say anything more, An Bulang will tear them directly.

　　 momentum was suppressed, Ji Wuye and Qin Shiyue couldn't even say a word.

　　 Ji Yinyin looked at the domineering man beside him, and his heart was filled with heat.

　　 "An Bu Lang, you dare to hurt me... my dad will never let you go..."

　　Cheng Xiao lay on the ground, covering his swollen face, his mouth full of blood, and he looked bitter.

　　An Bulang was too lazy to care about the other party, directly bent her arm at Ji Yinyin's calf and hugged her sideways.

　　 "Ah...you!" Ji Yinyin was startled and screamed, her breathing became fast, "You...how did you suddenly hug me..."

　　An Bulang rolled his eyes: "You are so injured, the internal organs are bleeding, and the shoulders and back bones have also cracked. Can you walk on your own?"

　　 Ji Yinyin was silent, her turquoise and black face, even a little more bloody: "No...no one has hugged me like this..."

　　 "That's because you look so ugly, nobody wants to hug you." An Bulang said bluntly.

　　 Ji Yinyin: "..., I have... the injury is so heavy... Please don't hurt me again..."

　　An Bulang smiled gently: "Then you don't have so much nonsense, just let me hold it."

　　 Ji Yinyin buried her ugly face in An Bulang's chest, nodded her head gently, wrapped her hand around the other person's neck and hugged.

　　An Bulang This is the first time to hug a princess and hug the princess, but it doesn't feel very beautiful, mainly this princess, it's not like the princess he imagined.

　　 He just held the girl and crossed Qin Shiyue and Ji Wuye.

　　The whole process, they no longer dare to say one more word.

"An Bulang...you are a miser...you are dead...my father also knows the other top sect masters, and then several priests in the spiritual realm will deal with you at the same time...you will know what is life. It's better to die..." Cheng Xiao still shouted on the ground.

　　 An Bu Lang's footsteps.

　　Cheng Xiao smiled when he saw An Bulang's face hesitating, "He regrets now? Too late, you have hurt me, you will face the most cruel revenge..."

　　An Bulang held Ji Yinyin to Cheng Xiao.

　　 "I think you seem to have misunderstood something."

　　 "I just think it seems too light just now..."

　　Cheng Xiao shuddered and his eyes widened: "You, what do you want to do, my dad won't... ah ah......!!!"

　　An Bulang stepped on Cheng Xiao's abdomen and stepped on the other side to vomit blood again.

　　 Then came a flex, the sound of bones cracking came.

　　Cheng Xiao's legs were directly discarded.

　　 Then another slap on Cheng Xiao's face, making him swollen on both sides of the face, symmetrical and harmonious.

　　After finishing the one-stop service, Cheng Xiao finally became quiet, and he was directly dizzy.

　　 "This is clean, just shot was really too light, and made him still have the strength to keep annoying." An Bulang nodded with satisfaction, holding Ji Yinyin away.

　　Qin Shiyue heard An Bulang's words, but her eyelids could not help but jump lightly.

Ji Wuye watched the whole process aside, and he kept silent, took a deep breath, and his face even showed a smile, but the smile was extremely cold: "This is good, he is regarded as offending Yun Jianzong Dead. Cheng Yuzi, the master of Yun Jianzong, is the strongest man in the blue country, and he is a six-fold priest. He also knows a few priests who meet the spiritual realm. When did you jump up and down?"

"Yun Jianzong, Bi'an Pavilion, and my Qin's royal family, An Bulang will soon taste despair." Qin Shiyue was also angry, she was only humiliated by An Bulang once last night, now It was an unprecedented shame for her to be shocked by his momentum.

　　She was silent for a moment, and then said: "An Bulang is a bit practising, let's not act rashly, let those big men directly crush him to death."

　　 Ji Wuye nodded his head, his cold smile converged, and turned into anxiety and sorrow. He trot over to help the ground Cheng Xiao: "Young Master, Young Master, how are you..."

　　……

　　 Ji Hongxue said goodbye to his father, and walked toward his room in a low mood.

　　 On the face, An Bulang suddenly walked Ji Yinyin~www.readwn.com~ scared her: "An Bulang, what are you doing?!"

　　An Bu Lang decisively said: "No."

　　 "Ah?" Ji Hongxue didn't respond.

　　 "Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and help!" An Bulang whispered softly.

　　Ji Hongxue found out that Ji Yinyin was in a wrong state, as if she was seriously injured, which scared her a lot and hurried over to help.

　　The two put Ji Yinyin carefully on the bed.

　　 Ji Hongxue is also a practitioner, and she used her aura to examine her injury, and her face was pale again: "It was a bad injury! I'll go and call the doctor!"

　　 "No." An Bulang immediately refused, "I will do it myself."

　　Ji Hongxue reacted this time. The other party was a strong man with deep cultivation, and the medical technique was also a must.

　　 "Do I need anything to prepare?" Ji Hongxue asked again.

　　An Bulang said: "Prepare some peanuts, **** slices, black beans..."

　　 Ji Hongxue jotted down, very seriously. This is her task and she has to contribute!

　　 "There are also pig's feet fresh...It's better to stay longer..."

　　 Ji Hongxue squeezed his hand, looking at An Bulang with some dumbfounded eyes.

　　 "Oh yes, put more salt."

　　 Ji Hongxue: "I'm taking the liberty to ask, what are these things used for?"

　　 "You are stupid, these things are of course used to make soup, I am hungry, I want to drink pig's foot soup, move faster." An Bulang urged.

　　 Ji Hongxue: "..."

　　 The old lady is **** and wants to save her sister. Why do you want me to make soup for you?

　　 "Hurry up, without drinking pig's foot soup, my healing skills will drop by half." An Bulang said impatiently.

　　 Ji Hongxue: "Go do it now!"