"Okay, let's go on!" Lin Sanxing looked away, shook his head, and said in a deep voice: "The little lady said, never let any Xuanzong disciple survive."

Suddenly, his gaze fell on that corpse demon, and his face changed for a while after performing, "Wow, you corpse demon, quickly get up from the senior brother."

He took the brick and slammed at the corpse demon with righteous indignation, the voice was so loud, for fear that others would not hear it.

"I, I did it with you!"

At this time, the surrounding Xuanzong disciples also noticed the situation here.

When they saw their fellow students die tragically under the mouth of the corpse demon, they all showed anger.

"Today, I will not kill all these corpse demons, and swear not to be human." The Xuanzong disciples were red eyes, and launched a violent offensive against the corpse demons one by one.

However, they were angry and didn't know, but three people were secretly staring at themselves.

Two brick-and-mortar killers, and an indifferent troopman.

However, all these events fell on the tower not far away, in the eyes of a little baby.

Luo Xiaoman sat on the railing, dangling his feet, holding a candied haws in his hand, and eating tastefully.

She ate the last candied haws on the bamboo stick, then patted her hands and raised her hands again. A big hammer appeared in her hands, and she carried it on her shoulders casually, and smiled: "It's time to finish."

Luo Mushan and others stood behind her, all showing surprise.

They didn't expect that the little ancestor would unknowingly deploy such a big round, not only attracting Xuanzong's reinforcements, but also causing them to fight with the corpse demon.

This is the rhythm to let Xuanzong disciples eat their own evil fruits!

However, they faintly felt that Luo Xiaoman's layout was definitely not as simple as the surface.

"Master, Xiaoman is really getting more and more difficult to guess." Xian'er shook his head and said helplessly: "I am a mother, don't you know this daughter too much?"

You know, Luo Xiaoman is only six years old now, and his IQ is beyond imagination. What he did is even more difficult to guess.

"Xian'er, isn't this good?" Luo Mushan smiled and said with a hot face: "The stronger our daughter, the less likely it is to be bullied. We should be happy."

Xian'er was startled slightly, as if she had figured it out, and then smiled relievedly. "Master, you are right, the smarter Xiaoman is, I should be proud of being a mother."

"Also, as long as she can be safe and free from bullying, it is enough."

"Father, mother, we can't lag behind except Xiaoman is powerful." Luo Qinghen squeezed his fists, and there was a trace of hot light in his eyes, "Otherwise, we will have to drag Xiaoman back. "

"Hahaha." Luo Mushan was amused, thinking about how his father would drag his six-year-old daughter back, it was really dumbfounding.

However, Luo Xiaoman really has this possibility.

"Well, no matter what, we will definitely accompany Xiaoman and have always been her strongest backing."

Luo Qingyi did not speak, but stared at Luo Xiaoman's back with scorching eyes.

He believed that one day maybe Xiaoman would always be ahead of him in terms of strength.

However, he can give her enough support on the alchemy.

Not only him, but also Luo Qinghen, they will focus on alchemy and refining in the future, becoming Luo Xiaoman's left and right patron saint.

Xiaoman, if you want thought treasure, second brother will do it for you.

Xiaoman, if you want a pill, elder brother will do it for you.

...

"Roar!!"

A burst of anger blew up.

Ji Wanqing's claws were cut by Feng Linghua's sword and fell to the ground.