That beautiful female disciple of Tingyin Pavilion did not expect that the Great Demon King would suddenly make such a move.

   Feeling the temperature from the fingertips of the Great Demon King on his neck, the female disciple's heart was full of coldness.

   The suffocating aura and suffocation filled her side, she couldn't help but feel a tremor on her fingertips and toes, and extreme panic lingered in the sea of ​​​​consciousness.

   "You, what are you doing?" She asked in a trembling voice, but she dared not look directly at Yu Qingqian.

   She is an elite disciple trained by the inner sect of the Tingyin Pavilion. If any disciple in the ordinary pavilion dares to point her finger at her to speak, she will definitely teach her a lesson directly.

   Lessons can be learned. She really felt the murderous aura emanating from Yu Qingqian's body, so she couldn't help but feel extremely flustered. The fear she faced made her a little overwhelmed.

The disciples of other sects present did not expect that Yu Qingqian would suddenly explode, and everyone felt the hostility and killing intent on her body. They did not think that the Great Demon King was just frightening the female disciple, but really wanted to kill. .

   There are also many disciples and high-level executives who are speechless. The incident of Yu Changfeng's neck strangling happened two days ago, and today the Great Demon King also strangled the opponent's neck in a fit of anger.

   Really deserves to be the two ancestors, this style of behavior is really engraved in a mold.

  In the thatched hut deep in the Xuanyou Valley, Tong Yuan looked at Yu Changfeng in tears when he saw Yu Qingqian's violent behavior and said, "You have done a great job, and the little girl can follow suit."

  Yu Changfeng raised his eyebrows: "Isn't this nonsense? My great-granddaughter will naturally follow me as an example, not to mention I don't think she is learning from me, but from the bottom of my heart, I want to strangle that person."

  "..." Tong Yuan was suddenly deeply worried about Yu Qingqian, and he didn't know if such a great-grandfather would learn even worse.

   Yu Changfeng narrowed his eyes dangerously, stood up and was about to leave the thatched hut.

  Tong Yuan asked in surprise: "What are you going to do? Won't you go to support again?"

   Yu Changfeng lowered his head and asked, "Do you have an opinion?"

   "Sit down first, you will be busy after the exchange meeting, and now your great-granddaughter will not suffer." Before Tong Yuan could answer, the young man spoke lightly.

  Yu Changfeng thought for a while before returning to his original position and sitting down, "You mean that old woman from Tingyin Pavilion will come over?"

   "Nine-colored magic lotus has different meanings to Tingyin Pavilion, that old woman will definitely come." The young man nodded.

   "Not only that, I made a divination last night, and the gloomy old man from White Mist Villa will come here if there is no accident." He added another sentence.

  Yu Changfeng was extremely surprised, "It makes sense that the old woman from Tingyin Pavilion will come, what did the dead man from Baiwu Villa come to do? Isn't it also for my family's Xiao Qianqian?"

   "This time, it shouldn't be for your little Qianqian, but for your great-grandson-in-law." The boy said truthfully.

  Yu Changfeng is a smart person, and his mind changed: "You mean that the old guy came for that book of experience?"

   "The forging technique shown by the little guy Fengchen is very special. He should know some deep forging secret techniques. The old guy will also want to ask for it by the way."

  The boy's vague divination calculated that his destiny might be tied to Yu Qingqian and Feng Chen in the future, and he and Yu Changfeng had been friends for many years, so he would remind him.

If    was changed to normal, he would never mind this kind of business.