“…”

Leng Xingquan frowned even deeper.

With such eyes and expressions, why does the junior sister seem to have changed her own?

While thinking, Song Ning'er rushed over quickly, rubbing the flames with her delicate hands.

Leng Xingquan's realm and practical experience are better than the elder brother, so he turned his steps and easily avoided it. Out of the killer's instinct, he condensed his spiritual power and patted the junior sister on the back, but when he was about to touch it, he still slowed down his speed and restrained his strength.

"Bang!"

Song Ning'er suddenly turned around and soared into the air. A standard side kick directly hit the third senior brother's face, and his hands condensed into the flame of hell and banged over.

Leng Xingquan stood there without moving, allowing the cold flames to pounce on him.

"It's over!"

Shang Shaoyan immediately realized that the third junior brother would follow the footsteps of the eldest senior brother!

However, when Song Ning'er condensed the flames of hell came, her whole face suddenly twisted, her pupils were sometimes clear and sometimes gloomy, as if she was struggling violently. In the end, her hands were pressed against Leng Xingquan's chest, and the flames filled with her palms had completely dissipated.

"Senior brother..."

The little girl covered her head and her voice was hoarse.

Chen Qianqiu appeared behind her in a elusive way, and his fingers were slightly tapped on his neck. The little girl's thinking was interrupted and she fainted.

Leng Xingquan hurriedly caught her, and saw her eyebrows gradually stretching, and said, "Master, are you okay with junior sister?"

"fine."

Chen Qianqiu said: "Just sleep for a while."
Chapter completed!