Chapter 248 Wrath

The person who came was the cold rain of Mo Lingfeng. As early as the beginning of the year, the cold rain was invited to fight because Gan Ping walked with Ning Ziling. As a result, it was severely damaged by Gan Ping in the realm of gas refining. Since then, Gan Ping has lost the news of the cold rain, but he doesn't have much good impression on the cold family and the cold rain. The people in front of him are one of the few opposites in his clan. At present, Gan Ping has experienced so many experiences, and his cultivation has long surpassed the cold rain, far from the immature boy in the year-end exam. With Gan Ping's current status, he can't embarrass him at all. As long as the cold rain no longer provokes him, those past can be blamed.

Suddenly, he was stunned on the cold rain, showing a strange look, but he didn't know that there was a storm in his heart. It's just that less than a year has passed. How can the boy in front of him be so amazing?

You should know that you had stabilized Gan Ping's head before. Since he was defeated and hit by the big game at the end of that day, Leng Yu returned to Mo Lingfeng and became angry and wanted to practice. With my diligence and the care of the elders of the sect, I can break through the threshold that has been difficult to overcome for a long time and reach the realm of consciousness. At this speed, I can be proud of my peers.

However, compared with the Ganping in front of me, my achievement is simply insignificant. This Ganping breath is extremely round, and it is obvious that it has reached the state of chemical solution. Thinking of his father's strange look before leaving, Leng Yu finally understood why his father asked him to come here.

At present, Leng Yu held his fist slightly, "Gan Ping... that younger brother..." Although his cultivation was surpassed by Gan Ping, he couldn't pull down his face to do such a servile and disgusting thing. Gan Ping entered the sect later than himself, and it was okay to call him a younger brother.

"Brother Gan Ping, I heard that you went out and experienced some thrills this time, so I came to visit for my brother. In addition, Brother Gan's cultivation is really gratifying..." This cold rain is obviously not good at flattering others. These words are dry, and the forewords are not matched, which is extremely awkward.

Gan Ping looked at the cold rain's clumsy performance, and couldn't help but feel a little helpless. He had guessed the intention of the cold rain. At this moment, his face softened a lot. He smiled and said to Leng Yu, "Brother Leng came and didn't welcome him far away. Please forgive me. Come in and let the younger brother serve the tea generation..."

Reach out your hand and don't hit the smiling face. Since this cold rain has put down his identity and talked to himself, Gan Ping can't put on a bad face anymore. Although there was a mole between the two, now that the other party is clearly pretending to apologize, Gan Ping is embarrassed to turn him away. They are all young and angry, and it's enough to talk about some things. As long as this cold rain doesn't provoke me in the future, I don't bother to embarrass him.

"No, no, no, no, no..." Leng Yu shook his hand repeatedly. "I still have something important to do, just come to see you, and..." There was a look of embarrassment on his face. After all, he came to apologize, but he couldn't say this. He blushed and hesitated.

After so many storms, how can Gan Ping not go out? Obviously, this cold rain was sent to reconcile with the elders of the family. Although I am extremely beautiful at present, I know that it is better to have one more friend than one more enemy. What's more, there is no insoluble hatred between himself and this cold rain. It's all a small matter of struggle. Since this cold rain comes, it's easy to end this matter.

At that moment, he smiled Langlang and nodded slightly, "Brother Leng, are you afraid that I have any ambush here? Let him go over the past. Why do you have to pay attention to it? Leng didn't prevent his mind from being picked out, and Leng Yu couldn't help but feel a little confused. His original nature was not bad, but he was used to arrogance at home. In addition, he was robbed of the limelight by Gan Ping that day, so he did something big and bully the little.

Leng Yu has been healing his wounds and practicing these days. Now he can't help but be happy with Gan Pingbing. "In this case, it's disrespectful for my brother. I want to see what the scene of my brother's dojo is." He is also quite open-minded by nature. Now his heart is gone, and he immediately laughs. What about your little monkey?

With Gan Ping's lifting of the ban, the cold rain was shocked by the aura that came to his face. "It's really worthy of a blessed land. It's hard for this aura to be so abundant..." Unexpectedly, as soon as Gan Ping came back, he carved the silver mother-in-law with a rune and divided it into dozens of pieces into the veins. This aura naturally improved a lot.

Seeing the shock of Leng Yu's face, Gan Ping was also a little proud. After all, he was a teenager. "Oh, Brother Leng is talking about fire, right? As soon as the naughty boy came back, he disappeared. Maybe he went to trouble with those iron-armed apes..." Speaking of which, the fire disappeared as soon as he returned to Hualong Peak. Thinking of the mouth-watering expression of the little monkey's face before, he was likely to look for the monkey's wine.

Leng Yu saw that Gan Ping's arrangement of Hualongfeng was rigid and eye-catching, and the forbidden operation was endless, and his eyes showed envy. Although he was a disciple of Mo Lingfeng's cold family, how could he be comfortable with a single palm? When he looked around and wanted to go in to watch the alcohol, Gan Ping in front of him suddenly changed his face and his face turned pale. The cold rain jumped and quickly asked carefully, "Brother Gan, what's wrong with you?"

Gan Ping waved his hand and banned Hua Longfeng again. "Brother Leng, I'm really sorry. It's inconvenient today. I will definitely invite you to have tea." He hurriedly punched Leng Yu. After waiting for him to answer, Gan Ping took out the mountain sword and flew to the direction of Xiandu Peak in the inner gate with the sword light.

Leng Yu was suddenly stunned. He really couldn't figure out why Brother Gan was still smiling. In a blink of an eye, he was so angry. Standing in the air and thinking for a while, the cold rain suddenly urged him to get under the magic weapon and went in the direction of Gan Ping's departure. When I came here, the elders of the family had made it clear that they would have made extraordinary achievements in the future. This time I came not only to make amends, but to make friends with him.

Although the children of big families such as Leng Yu are practitioners, they still have to wait for the art of power. Gan Ping left angrily. Obviously, he was in trouble. How long will he wait if he doesn't take action at this moment? At present, it is a good opportunity to make friends. Instead of icing on the cake, it is better to send charcoal in the snow. This truth is still understood by cold rain.

Gan Ping drove the sword light all the way forward and didn't pay attention to the cold rain behind him. Now his cultivation is much higher than the cold rain. The sword light also disappeared in a flash. In a moment, Gan Ping appeared dozens of miles away.

The scene in front of him made Gan Ping furious. In the distant sky, several sword lights flew up and down, and three of the disciples actually held a red silk thread in their hands and pulled desperately.

And on the other side, another person was shouting, "Hurry up, you losers, you can't even catch a low-level spirit beast. What a useless thing!" Those people smiled bitterly. For some reason, the spirit beast was extremely powerful. Even if they and others had this demon rope in their hands, it was difficult to easily subdue it. However, this obviously top-ranking teenager just shouted and did not mean to help.

And the small figure is trapped below. Who else can it be if it's not fire? Huoer held a big gourd in her hand, and her whole body and arms had been trapped by the silk thread. She didn't know what the silk thread was made of, but it was difficult to break free. Poor Huo'er's magical powers were all on this body. At present, his arms were tied to death. From time to time, a light flashed. Obviously, something was added to restrain Huo's spiritual power. When Gan Ping saw this scene, he couldn't help pouring blood into his pupils. Huoer is the tip of his heart. If he dares to touch the tip of his heart, it will kill you.

He didn't care much. Gan Ping roared and turned into several fierce swords and cut down the silk thread in the air. The re-refined return mountain sword has reached the level of four grades, and its weight has reached more than 20,000 catties. Gan Ping took action with all his strength at this moment, and the heavy blade roared, and the sword spirit was cut on the silk thread with a boundless murderous spirit.

Several people who were catching the fire were caught off guard. They only felt the violent trembling of the demon rope held in the palm of their hands. It was difficult to cover their heads with murderous atmosphere, and they couldn't help but dodge. Although the binding demon rope has the power to restrain the spirit beasts such as Huoer, it is not too high a level. It was cut off by the sword spirit under Gan Ping's anger.

Those people only felt that the palms were light, and the tight silk thread in their hands broke. A young man in white fell down with a murderous face like cold frost. The cold killing in his eyes made several disciples with good cultivation cold all over their bodies and were afraid.