"Are you from Beitian pavilion?"

The sound of three elder martial brothers made Hong Wanshan's eyebrows wrinkle tightly in an instant.

Beian is different from other places.

Because the forces here are too complicated.

In addition to those aristocratic families, there is also a family with ancient military background.

Beitian Pavilion is one of them.

Even, some people would rather offend the Zhu family than the Beitian Pavilion.

Because the strength of Beitian Pavilion is no worse than that of the Zhu family.

It is said that Beitian Pavilion is the first force in Bei'an. I'm afraid no one will refute it.

"Oh, Zhu ran, I haven't seen you in January. Won't you forget me, too?"

Kun Jue walked into the room and looked at Mo Ling. His eyes finally fixed on Zhu ran.

"No, no!"

As soon as Zhu Ran's face changed, he was no longer willing to bend down to Kun Jue!

"Zhu ran, I've seen three senior brothers!"

No way, even if Zhu Ran is the son of the master's family, but at the moment, he has to bow his head.

Not to mention the order of Beitian Pavilion, even if it was strength, Kun Jue dumped Zhu ran more than one street!

Besides, the identity of Beitian Pavilion disciples is no worse than that of their aristocratic families!

"Well, that's right!"

Kun Jue smiled with satisfaction, ignored him directly and came to Mo Ling.

"Younger martial sister Mo is in trouble? Since elder martial brother is here, he will help you decide!"

"Really?" Mo Ling was delighted and revealed two small tiger teeth: "I knew that the third senior brother would help me."

"That's nature!"

Kun Jue smiled gently. From beginning to end, he seemed to ignore Ye Tian and turned to look at Hong Wanshan!

"Master Hong, I heard that your son's death has something to do with my younger martial sister! I have to catch her back. Is that true?"

Although Kun Jue had a smile on his face, his tone was oppressive.

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