The battle was fierce, there was still no one in the courtyard, and even the guards had not come out. Obviously someone had explained it.

After a few tricks, the night feathers have roughly figured out the intentions of the sand gang. This time, please be yourself without any maliciousness. It is very likely that they are coming from Lao Lai.

The strength of the night feathers and slamming fists suddenly increased, and the figure was a little faster.

"A good and fierce offensive, it is no wonder that the two moves killed Sharon." The strong man was surprised, and his hands gradually could not catch up with the action of the night feathers, and built the wind.

boom!

The night feathers slammed into the long dragon, and the seemingly white tender show was brought into the road. The strong man gnashed his teeth to pick up the fists, and the fists broke, and a circle of spiritual power broke out.

The night feathers stood still in place, and the strong man flew backwards for more than ten meters, and slammed into the pillars, and the victory and defeat were divided.

"Ms. Demon Ji really deserved her name, and she sighed in the next place." The strong man's face was calm, and he wanted to squat on the night feathers. He found his arm was sore and could not lift.

"Acknowledge." Night Feather has taken its own momentum.

"Miss Demon Ji waited in the living room for a while, I went to ask for help."

Putting the night feathers into the living room, the strong man hurriedly left, and when he came out of the living room, the strong man took a breath of air and his arms were still shaking slightly.

Glanced at his palm, high and swollen, unconscious, remembering the previous offensive of the night feathers, the corner of the strong man's mouth showed a bitter bitterness: "It seems that this hand is abolished within half a month."

At the end of the battle in the front yard, the old Lai and the sand helpers in the backyard knew it.

Two people in the late Huang Ling, a middle of a mysterious spirit, using a mental power to explore a piece of cake, the night feathers simply could not find.

Inside the backyard study.

Shahan three respectfully looked at Lao Lai: "The disciples taught by the teacher are really extraordinary. Just the man in the sand gang is enough to rank in the top ten. Seeing the offensive, if the enchantress Miss uses all her strength, I am afraid that there are at most ten rounds. I will win the game."

"This Nizi talent is good, even if there is no me, it is difficult to fall inside her." Lao Lai bent over and stood up from the chair: "Go, don't go out for a while, the little girl should be anxious."

"Yes, Master." The legendary center is hot, and the strong and strong Shahan III has no shelf in front of Lao Lai, personally helping Lao Lai open the door.

The two just came out, just in time to fight with the night feathers, the man entered the backyard.

"You go on, I already know about the front yard." Shahan's three men waved their hands.

The night feathers sat in the living room, no one came in after leaving the strong man, and even the hot tea did not.

Thinking about the intention of the sand gang in the heart, footsteps came from outside the door.

"The long-awaited name of Miss Devil Ji, I saw it today, it is really extraordinary." Shahan three into the door.

Lao Lai followed, and a few smiles hung in the corner of his mouth.

"Predecessors, this is..." Yu Yu stood up and looked at Lao Lai with hesitation.

"This will explain." Lao Lai's eyes showed a slight appreciation, and he was quite satisfied with the performance of the night feathers.

Sha Han three glanced at the tea table and his face was dark: "Miss Demon Ji came, not to go to the tea, Miss Demon Ji, Master, let's sit down and say."

Master?

The night feathers look a glimpse, just Shahan three called Lao Lai Shi Zun?

Before I personally inspected the past of Lao Lai, I have never heard of Xuan Ming Zun who has apprentices! Now suddenly there is an apprentice, and it is still the apprentice of Huang Ling later!

"Ms. Demon Ji does not have to be surprised. The predecessors are my benefactors. In the early years, I was instructed by my predecessors. I have the cultivation of today. From another perspective, the predecessors are my masters." Shahan San explained.