Villain: Overturn the table, I don’t want to play anymore!

"Um?"

Zuo Fei looked at these two people in surprise. Indeed, they both gave him the same feeling of disgust.

It turns out they are two brothers.

Hearing Lin Ye's merciless words, Lin Wuya hesitated to speak. After pondering for a moment, he spoke again: "Whether you admit it or not, you are my brother, and this will not change."

"As for what happened back then, the Lin family is sorry for you, and both my parents and I have said that no matter what kind of compensation..."

"Shut up!"

boom!

As Lin Ye shouted angrily, the unique gleam of the Supreme Bone burst out from his body, and the powerful momentum caused the gravel on the ground to fly away.

Lin Wuya was injured, and then he was destroyed by Lin Ye's power!

I almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.

But he endured the injury, his eyes full of stubbornness.

Zi Xiao stood aside and thought for a moment, Lin Ye's mother was a twin king, and Lin Wuya's mother was a twin king. It seemed that the Lin family was not a simple existence.

After all, it is enough to give birth to two destined children, which shows the fate of the Lin family.

"alright!"

Lord Yaoguang stood up appropriately, interrupted the conversation between the Lin brothers, and said harshly: "Lin Ye, how can you and I, guests of Yaoguang Holy Land, be able to treat other guests now?" Block out the door?"

"Don't you see that there is a tower on the head of the Imageless Holy Lord! Why don't you let him go in to rest?!"

Hearing this, Lin Ye bowed and said, "I'm sorry, senior, I overstepped my limits."

The Formless Holy Lord cursed in his heart.

Why don’t you open and pick up any pot?

Who is talking about having a tower on his head? !

Holy Lord Yaoguang led everyone to the Holy Lord's Hall, and asked Zuo Jifei to call Yan Ling'er over. Although he didn't know why, Zuo Jifei would naturally not disobey the Holy Lord.

Everyone came to the Holy Lord Temple.

At this moment, the wounds on Lin Wuya's body have been sealed by spiritual power to prevent him from bleeding to death, but this only treats the symptoms but not the symptoms.

Under normal circumstances, Holy Lord Yaoguang should let them go down and rest for two days before talking about business again.

But obviously, Holy Lord Yaoguang didn't have that interest. He went straight to the topic as soon as he came up. He felt uncomfortable when the two people in front of him stayed in his holy land for one more day.

Just settle the matter quickly, and then kick them away happily and that's it.

Just when everyone was looking at each other, a voice like a lark came from outside the gate.

"Lao Deng! I'm so hot! Call me...ah? Is the junior uncle here too?"

Yan Ling'er walked into the hall with arrogant steps, but the moment she saw Zi Xiao, her expression turned into a sweet one, and even her steps became so ladylike.

"Old...ahem...Teacher, what's the matter with calling me here?"

Yan Ling'er walked to the side of Holy Lord Yaoguang. She sounded like she was asking politely, but her big and smart eyes were staring at Zixiao closely. Only one person could see her. Zixiao's love.

This made Lin Wuya on the side have black lines all over his head. Why did he feel like there was a prairie above his head?

If you don't agree to your mother's promise, you don't have to accept this engagement!

Even if Yan Ling'er looks like a fairy, he will never agree if another man gets involved!

The Holy Lord Wuxiang felt Lin Wuya's strange movement beside him and quickly stopped him with his eyes.

After all, this engagement is also related to the plan for the Yaoguang Holy Land, which is not enough to make Lin Wuya back down at the critical moment.

Seeing his disciple acting like a nymphomaniac, Holy Lord Yaoguang felt a headache.

Although she didn’t want this little cabbage to be taken over by others, she wanted to do it to her junior brother!

What kind of person is my junior brother?

My own apprentice is not worthy...

Holy Lord Yaoguang sighed secretly in his heart. Yan Ling'er on the side obviously felt the malice and looked at Holy Lord Yaoguang fiercely. His eyes seemed to say, Lao Deng, please pay attention to me.

"Ahem..."

Holy Lord Yaoguang coughed twice to hide his embarrassment.

Then he said: "Ling'er, let me introduce these two to you. You should have seen the one with the tower on his head. The Holy Lord of the Wuxiang Holy Land, you call him senior. On the other side... Well, forget it, it’s not important.”

"oh?"

After hearing the words of Holy Lord Yaoguang, Yan Ling'er looked at the person.

After seeing the tower on the head of the Wuxiang Holy Lord, she lightly covered her mouth with her jade hand. She never thought that such a majestic tower could appear on a person's head. It was so terrifying!

The introduction of Holy Lord Yaoguang made both Holy Lord Wuxiang and Lin Wuya angry, but they became angry and still stood there honestly.

At this moment, the Holy Lord Huxiang Wuxiang responded first and walked in front of Yan Ling'er. But just as he was about to speak, Yan Ling'er stretched out a small hand to stop him.

"Wait a minute, wait a minute...Senior, the tower above your head really makes me feel a little uncomfortable. Don't get too close to me, I'm afraid I won't help laughing."

"..."

Holy Lord Wuxiang cursed in his heart.

The people in the Shaking Light Holy Land are indeed all the same, and such a Holy Land should be destroyed directly!

The whole sect is the sixth one!

Although he cursed angrily in his heart, there was a compassionate smile on his face: "This little friend, a poor monk, came here for the sake of the engagement. In fact..."

"What?!"

Yan Ling'er screamed as if her tail had been stepped on, and then looked at her master with murderous intent.

"Old Deng! Even if you don't want me to get close to Junior Master, you can't let me marry a tower, right?! How old is this old man, and there is still a tower on his head. Is he a human?"

"My friend!"

The face of the Wuxiang Saint Lord became darker and darker, and his tone became heavier.

"It is not you who made a marriage contract with you, but your family!"

"It's okay!"

Hearing the words of the Wuxiang Saint Lord, Yan Linger patted her chest lightly, obviously frightened.

The Saint of No-Form pointed at Lin Wuya and continued, "To be honest, the one who made the marriage contract with your elders is an old friend of mine, a young genius, Lin Wuya from the Lin family."

"Ah?"

Yan Linger looked at Lin Wuya not far away, her face full of disdain: "Him? What's the difference between him and you? You are a spirit, and he is standing shakily, looking very weak, and his eyes are straight, a bit like a fool!"

"That's it, I tell you, you will drool even if you are cured!"

"You still want to make a marriage contract with me? What a joke!"

Yan Linger's bombardment made everyone in the hall fall into silence.

Lin Wuya clenched his fists and his body trembled slightly.

Such... Such a woman is worthy of making a marriage contract with him? !

Who said that he cured drooling? I was staggering because I was injured, not because I was weak!!!