Killing the King and Shafeng: Miss Seven

The two subordinates of Young Master Ying immediately ran to help him sit up, their expressions were also flustered, they didn't expect to kick the iron plate this time.

Young Master Ying's eyes were dark, and he looked at the old man of Wang rank, and finally his eyes stopped on Sima Huangyu's angry handsome face.

"Ahem, cough, we are all young people, we just need to learn from each other. Don't be so angry, young master of the city, right?"

"Fart! You think I'm so blind, the trick just now is to put Miss Tianluo to death!" Sima Huangyu's gaze stopped on Fantianluo's frozen little face, and there was a gleam in her black eyes. A ripple.

Since being rescued by her half a month ago, he has never forgotten her calm and confident little face and that beautiful and graceful figure in his mind. If it wasn't for the recovery from his injuries and the fact that his father asked him to improve his strength, he would have been restless for a long time. He ran to Fan's house to find her, and he was too curious about her.

"Miss Tianluo, are you alright?" Sima Huangyu's tone suddenly softened a lot.

Fan Tianluo looked at him indifferently, then looked at the figure of the old man and said, "I'm fine, thank you."

Sima Huangyu was a little embarrassed, Jun blushed and said, "You're welcome, I should be the one to say thank you."

Fan Tianluo looked at everyone's surprised eyes, didn't say much, went directly to Fan Wuxi to support him, and then said to Sima Huangyu: "Since you are here, I will leave the matter here to you, I will send it to you first." Brother Wuxi go back."

"Okay." Sima Huangyu saw this tone of being his own, and immediately smiled on his handsome face, "Oh, yes, this is for you." Sima Huangyu took out a jade bottle from his arms, "Inside is a big jade bottle. Huan Dan, the second-grade top-grade wound medicine, is much better than your gold sore medicine."

Fan Tianluo was stunned for a moment, took the bottle and poured out a elixir, which Fan Wuxi swallowed directly, then nodded to Sima Huangyu's handsome face with a bright smile, and left directly.

But before she left, she glanced coldly at Meng Xiner, who had an ugly face, while Fan Xiaolin stood aside in a daze, not following, as if she had been greatly stimulated.

In the silence, everyone watched Fan Tianluo and Fan Wuxi walk out of the gate.

"Young master, I think you'd better go with me and explain your origin and purpose." Sima Huangyu's smiling face instantly became ruthless again, and the speed of this change made everyone's eyes roll. smoke.

"Master Huang Yu, when did you get so close to Fan Tianluo?" Meng Xiner's curious voice sounded.

Sima Huangyu turned her head to look at her alluring face. She used to think this woman was pretty, but now she doesn't look pleasing to the eye?Or Fan Tianluo's cold and beautiful face is more beautiful.

"Do I need to tell you about my young master? Meng Xiner, it's rare for you to come to this place, and you, Fan Xiaolin, the genius psychic master of the Fan family is not studying in the Hall of Trials, but came here to watch the fun ?" Sima Huangyu said coldly.

Meng Xiner's face turned cold and she said, "Master Huang Yu, who stipulated that we can't come? Cultivation is one thing, and we have to come out to see and see occasionally. Otherwise, how could we have encountered such a wonderful thing today?"

"This time, you encouraged Master Fan Wuxi to take the stage, right?" Sima Huangyu's eyes flashed sternly, and she had already received detailed information from the supervisor.

Meng Xiner's complexion changed slightly, and she suddenly smiled coquettishly and said, "Young Master Huang Yu, you are so humorous. Naturally, you come here to make friends with martial arts. Master Wu Xi also wants to make friends. I'm just talking casually. You What does it mean?"

"Let's talk casually? Do you need to drag Miss Tianluo out to provoke Master Wuxi? Meng Xin'er, don't make me a fool!" Sima Huangyu's eyes turned fierce.