He was not qualified to do this situation, but at this moment, what he said was the most important.

"You are more protective of me within the sect!"

Fang Han was a little serious.

"For the sake of the past, how can I expose it?" Elder Tianxing begged with a little bit of a pity, "No matter what, you are growing up in the Yuhua Immortal Sect, whether you admit it or not. If there is no Yuhua Immortal Sect, there will be no you now. The so-called grudges are just a few people with ulterior motives to make trouble. Let go of the world, which force and which sect is not like this?"

Fang Han was silent.

He could not give Feng Baiyu face or Yuhua's Three Saints, but Elder Tianxing had to give face. If he had not had the other party's several protections, he would have been suppressed by some people from the sect long ago.

"But they?"

Fang Han shook his head slightly.

"Didn't they say they heard from you?"

Elder Tianxing's heart sank and his tone was rapid.

Swish...!

At this moment, a throne slowly floated in the air, with a person sitting upright, crossing his legs, and leisurely eating purple jade grapes.

The clouds are light and the wind is light, and it is free and natural.

After the throne, two girls stood, looking at the bottom curiously.

It was Chu Yang and the other three who had been watching the game.

"Where did you come from? Is this the place you should come from? Get out of here!"

Yi Jianqiu, who had been suppressing, slammed his sleeves and slapped his palm in the air, causing a torrent.

"Deputy Master?"

Chu Yang smiled slightly.

With a flash of his finger, he shattered his big hand. With a pull, Yi Jianqiu couldn't help but fly up, shrinking in the air, and when he landed in the palm of his palm, he had become a three-inch little man.

Puff!

When the fingers were crushed, the little man exploded and was crushed to pieces.

The fire rose and burned to ashes.
Chapter completed!