The Legend of Douba Resurrection

Xiao Yan suddenly leaned over and said respectfully.

"Oh, yes, yes, you see, I'm busy, uh..."

Hai Bodong, who was still planning to talk nonsense, was stared at by Xiao Yan, and with a "whoosh" he spread his fighting spirit and flew away through the air.

"Elder Yunling, let's talk next time."

Hai Bodong's "Nian Nian" floated intermittently in mid-air.

"boom!"

A green-gold flame spike shot towards Hai Bodong's leaving direction. The figure in mid-air seemed to feel something, and the ice-white Dou Qi wings shook violently and disappeared into the sky in an instant.

"So, what exactly did Elder Yun Leng want to come to me? Tell me."

Xiao Yan stretched out and patted Yun Leng, who was still waving after Hai Bodong's leaving back, and said helplessly.

"Hey hey." Elder Yun Leng laughed before saying anything.

Looking at the smirk on the colorful old face in front of him, Xiao Yan had to pinch his thigh a few times to stop smiling.

"Elder Yun Leng."

Xiao Yan handed Yun Leng a clean white handkerchief that was handed over by Mittel Tengshan, and gestured to his nose.

"Thank you."

Yun Ling took the handkerchief and put it in his arms.

Before communicating with Xiao Yan, he showed his favor like this, neither bad nor bad.

Thinking of this, Yun Ling laughed even more recklessly with his gaping mouth.

ps: Before I knew it, it was already a hundred chapters, Sa, Sahua...

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"Mr. Xiao Yan, I'm here to apologize. Some time ago I offended Mr. Xiao Yan because of my ignorance. I hope Mr. Xiao Yan can forgive me."

Yun Ling "profoundly restored" the facts of the day and said with his head down.

"Well, well, I forgive you."

A male voice came from Yun Ling's ear.

"If Mr. Xiao Yan doesn't forgive me, I will be exiled and unable to return to the sect. What a tragedy!"

Yun Ling continued to stare at his feet and said to himself.

"So... um? Wait, what did Mr. Xiao Yan just say?"

Yun Ling was taken aback for a moment, then said loudly.

"I said that I have forgiven you. After all, I was not seriously injured that day."

Xiao Yan looked at Yun Lengdao sincerely.

"Thank you so much Mr. Xiao Yan."

Yun Ling said excitedly, his withered old face almost burst into laughter.

"Shameless! I didn't bump into you that day, obviously the injury Hai Bodong caused to me is still not healed."

Yun Ling clutched his still aching chest and said in his heart.

"Then I will take my leave, Mr. Xiao Yan."

Yun Ling said to Xiao Yan apologetically.

"Goodbye, Great Elder Yunling, come often next time."

Xiao Yan reluctantly waved at Yun Ling's receding figure.

"Little friend Xiao Yan really has a lot of friends, and he can even turn enemies into friends."

Mittel Tengshan also sighed in surprise.

"The main reason is that I just happened to help an old grandfather at the back mountain of the Misty Cloud Sect that night, let me tell you..."

Xiao Yan sighed as soon as he slapped his thigh.

Seeing Xiao Yan who couldn't control sending a few words again and started talking nonsense again, Mittel Tengshan faintly felt his liver hurt so badly.

"Young friend Yan, there are still some things I need to deal with at the family's auction house, so I'll leave first."

Saying that, Mittel Tengshan ran away in a hurry.

"I said... Hey, Patriarch Tengshan, don't run away."

Xiao Yan said with great regret.

......

"Owner."

In a quiet room in the Yunlan Sect, Yun Shan leaned over to Xiao Yan who was wearing a black robe and standing with his back facing him.

Thinking that Yunshan was still meditating in a quiet room in the sect just now, Xiao Yan suddenly broke into the quiet room again and appeared in front of him.I know that you are stronger than me, but I, Yunshan, are at least a generation of Douzong strongman, the number one powerhouse of the Jiama Empire, and Yunlanzong took office... (two words are omitted here), I still want to Don't want privacy anymore, do I still want to live a private life.