Chapter 244 Retold Things

Gan Ping was stunned. He didn't expect that the angry real person would say so. He just wanted to repay the sect's kindness to his cultivation. If he really wanted something, he was a strong magic weapon, and there was no shortage of Taoist skills. What else is there to ask for? With a movement in his heart, Gan Ping raised his head and looked at the angry real person above. There was an inexplicable smile in the eyes of the angry real person. In his heart, he couldn't help smiling slightly in his heart, but it turned out that he was misunderstood. He had no heart to touch the position of the head, not to mention that although the blood of the witch god was precious. , but the credit given to it is not enough for the president to determine his position as the next leader.

Gan Ping's greatest wish is to be free in the world, without restrictions and restrictions, and to be able to catch everything in his own hands. As for other things, he has no interest at all. It's not easy to be the head. Look at the head teacher in front of you. This kind of understanding qualification can be seen that his cultivation is still trapped at the peak of Yuanying. At present, Gan Ping saluted slightly and replied, "Gan Ping was originally dedicated to protecting the sect and had no extravagant expectations, but since the master put it up, Gan Ping really has something to ask for..."

"Gan Ping was born in the Majiaji of Yanrong, which is located in the far north. The climate is bitter and there are many monsters, which is very disturbing to all the villagers. Drinking water and thinking about the source, Ganping's young people's kindness to the villagers can't be rewarded. A few days ago, Gan Ping went down the mountain and went to Nafang City. There were more ordinary people who had no real power. Considering this, Gan Ping had the idea of moving the villagers of the Ma family to this place. He just hoped that his uncle could draw a boundary for the Ma family to live in, and Gan Ping was satisfied.

The angry real person was slightly moved. Unexpectedly, Gan Ping actually put forward such trivial things. How can he need to speak to the head of these things? As long as Gan Ping has established the identity of a personal disciple, he can send the Nama family to Shanxiafang City. Although he can't enter the sect, it is easy to live and work in peace and contentment at the foot of the mountain with his care. Thinking of this, the angry real person smiled bitterly, "That's all, that's all. Since you don't want to be here, I won't be reluctant anymore. When you go down the mountain to practice, you can bring the people of the Ma family. At that time, they will have a place to settle down."

Gan Ping hurriedly thanked the real person in charge. In front of the anger-free Wanzi barrier, he was dressed in white and handsome. He couldn't help sighing in his heart. He didn't think that the young disciples of the outer door in front of the Lishan Hall that day had grown up to such a point. It's really lucky that the boundless brother could have this apprentice. Since this matter is over, the angry real person said, "Since there is nothing to do, then you can retreat. You don't have to worry about the Iron Gate Sect. Speaking of which, with your current cultivation, you don't have to be afraid of the wind, and the resentment between you will not intervene." The implication is to let Gan Ping solve the trouble of Feng Xingyuan by himself. With the current physical strength and true power of Gan Ping, there are five or five wins and losses against the Feng Xingyuan. If you add those powerful magic weapons, it is not easy to kill Feng Xingyuan. Therefore, the angry real person can rest assured Gan Ping, and this move is not necessary. I went to Miao Chengzong and had a reputation for bullying the little. There was nothing I could do. As the leader, everything should be properly considered.

Gan Ping answered. Just as he wanted to leave the Lishan Hall, a wonderful and pleasant voice came from the side. "Ping'er, wait..." Looking up, it was the teacher's aunt Wuyin. The voiceless in front of him was dressed in white, extremely beautiful. She had already lost the enchanting charm she saw that day and peeled off. The soundless sound of the enchanting soul, the enchanting breath all over the body, full of holiness, coupled with the beautiful and unparalleled face, is even more touching.

Seeing that it was her, Gan Ping quickly bowed and saluted, "I don't know what's wrong with my aunt?" Gan Ping was still quite afraid of his aunt. Previously, he fell into that wonderful state because he was hit by the Wenlei pool water. He knew nothing about what happened around him. However, the charm and fierceness of the previous voiceless aunt left a deep impression on him, not to mention the unclear relationship between this aunt and his master Mo Zhenfeng. As she is Ma Linger's master, Gan Ping is also particularly humble to her. After all, from the previous point of view, this aunt's temperament is moody, so it's better to be careful.

What he didn't expect was that Wuyin did not answer, but circled around him. A pair of beautiful eyes kept looking at him. Gan Ping only felt that the fragrance came to his nose, and he quickly lowered his head slightly with a little guilty. You should know that this is Ma Linger's master. His fiancee is still in the Wenlei pool, and he brought a pair of sisters back this time. Although he didn't have any excessive behavior, he was still a little guilty.

Unexpectedly, Wuyin circled around Gan Ping twice, and his red lips gently opened, "Don't bully the dark room. Well, you are very good. Compared with your lustful and unscrupulous master, you are much better..." As soon as this word came out, everyone in the hall immediately changed their look, and Gan Ping stood in a cold sweat on his head. Obviously, the previous oolong incident with Hua Wuyi was known by the teacher. I think so. If you are missing, I'm afraid that Miao Chengzong has thoroughly investigated the people who have come into contact with him, right? Thinking of the oolong incident between himself and Hua Wuyi in the dark room being known, Gan Ping couldn't help feeling that the separation was hot for a while, and he hung his head more and more guilty.

"Hahahahaha, the weather is very sunny, oh..." The first thing he realized was the old treacherous and cunning boundless son. When he smelled the sour taste in the hall, he shouted repeatedly, "Oh, it's bad, I still have a furnace of elixir... Everyone, I'll come when I go..." After that, I didn't wait for the general person to react. It turned into a breeze, and even the main door of the hall did not go away. It hurriedly flew out of the top of the broken hall and disappeared.

The sudden hand of the boundless man stunned the people in the hall, but the second reaction was the angry real person, who slapped his hand on the forehead, "Brother Wu'an, is it my elixir? Wait for me..." A sword spirit rose up and disappeared in an instant. Mo Congfeng looked at the two unscrupulous brothers with a pale face. It was obvious that the voiceless soundless was to take advantage of this introduction to bring up the old debt, but the two people did not say a word of persuasion at all. Unexpectedly, they found an introduction to run away, and their words were full of gloating. He couldn't help looking at the godless son beside him and looking at Mo Shufeng's resentful eyes. The godless son shivered coldly, and an extremely ugly smile appeared on his rigid and dark face. "Well, this disaster cloud surged, and the disciples must have panicked. Well, it's a little abnormal. I'll go and have a look. It's better if there is a strong enemy invasion..."

He made up a few sentences randomly, and the godless son hurriedly turned into a black light and flew out of the broken hall with the two people in front of him. Mo Minfeng's ears were sharp, and he faintly heard the muttering before the godless son left, "Are you kidding? Can I provoke this thing? Brother Congfeng, I'm really sorry. You can take more blessings for yourself..." It was followed by two narrow sneers. I didn't expect that such a cold and rigid person like Wushenzi would also joke.

He stared at these unscrupulous seniors who ran faster than rabbits one by one. Mo Congfeng couldn't help howling in his heart. In a blink of an eye, he saw the voiceless look at him with cold eyes below. In an instant, a thrilling spirit quickly restrained his sad face and stood up obediently. Maybe someone will not believe it. This Miaocheng Zongdi A sword cultivation, a lofty god and master, actually has such an aggrieved time.

Gan Ping felt Mo Lianfeng's vicious eyes above, and he couldn't help but feel aggrieved. This voiceless aunt's old story has nothing to do with me at all. Speaking of which, I was implicated. While thinking nonsense, a white and tender little hand pressed on Gan Ping's heart. Gan Ping stood and noticed that the sharp eyes above his head were getting sharper and sharper. The murderous atmosphere wrapped around his whole body, and his heart couldn't help howling. My master, it's not that I want to take advantage of my aunt. What kind of jealous are you eating?

Feeling the atmosphere, he looked back at Mo Congfeng and showed a smiley expression. This faint smile made Mo Congfeng, such a umen god, have a little soft bones. Gan Ping felt that the pressure was a little lighter, and he was secretly relieved. The white and tender little hand kept pressing on Gan Ping's chest. Gan Ping did not dare to think nonsense. He quickly took his mind and let Wuyin check there.

The soundless frown frowned slightly, and a confused look appeared in a pair of wonderful eyes. He had already cast a concentric spell on Gan Ping and Linger. The green silk heart lock transformed by Ma Linger's green silk should be firmly trapped in Gan Ping's heart. Why has it disappeared without a trace now?