These Kunlun disciples stared at Jiang Xingzhi one by one, just like staring at giant pandas in a zoo.

It's so strange.

It is no secret that Jiang Xingzhi is the little phoenix Taoist couple in Kunlun.

When the Kunlun disciples looked at Jiang Xingzhi, there was no hostility in their eyes, only a strong sense of curiosity.

After all, the little phoenix and the others could hardly see it, but the little phoenix's man would be beaten and rolled down to Kunlun by the green purse tree from time to time.

When the fourth time Jiang Xingzhi was pulled down the mountain by the branches of the green slumber trees.

Jiang Xingzhi got up and saw a little boy walking in front of him.

The little boy was wearing a blue robe from the Kunlun School.

His eyes were a little strange. Jiang Xingzhi scanned his eyes and found that there were two pupils in his eyes.

He swept his spiritual sense and found that the little boy was not a human, but a white tiger.

"Little brother, are you the man of the little Phoenix Grandma?"

Jiang Xingzhi:??? Why is this name weird?

Without waiting for his response, the little boy continued, "Grandpa Biwushu beat you, don't you want you to make a living with the little Phoenix Grandma?"

Jiang Xingzhi:???

The little boy looked at Jiang Xingzhi's dark face and felt that he had guessed it.

His hand made a "victory" gesture toward the companions behind him.

He continued to smile and said to Jiang Xingzhi: "My name is Huzi. Grandpa Biwushu likes me very much. Do you want me to help you say a few nice things to Grandpa Biwushu?"

Biwushu was getting more and more aggressive with Jiang Xing. The branch hit him so hard that he couldn't stand up on the ground for a long time. He finally stood up but still couldn't be lucky.

This time his spiritual consciousness was shocked by the branches of the green wu tree.

So much so that the white tiger chattered and said a lot of words, but Jiang Xingzhi didn't listen to a few words.

He calmed down and looked up at Kunlun, whose sky was almost covered by the green sycamore tree.

The little boy named Hu Zi continued, "I really don't lie to you. Just find a Kunlun disciple to ask. Everyone knows that because of my talent, I am the most loved by Grandpa Biwushu."

Jiang Xingzhi turned his head and looked at this little guy again.

He asked, "How old is Jiuwang?"

"Hmm?" Hu Zi obviously didn't expect that Jiang Xingzhi would not pay attention to his bride Xiao Fenghuang, but instead paid attention to Jiuwang.

But immediately he guessed that it must be Jiang Xingzhi who regarded Jiuwang as his rival.

The fire of gossip suddenly lit up in his eyes and said, "I don't know. When I came to Kunlun, the eldest brother was here. The age of the eldest brother and the age of the young Phoenix Grandma are the unsolved mysteries of our Kunlun. No one knows how old they are."

Without waiting for Jiang Xingzhi to respond, he continued, "Anyway, I knew that when there was the Little Phoenix Grandma, there was a senior brother, and when there was the Senior Brother, there was the Little Phoenix Grandma, there was the Little Phoenix Grandma, there was the Little Phoenix Grandma, there was the Little Phoenix Grandma."

Jiang Xingzhi: "Oh."

He skipped over Huzi and walked back to the road on the top of the mountain.

Hu Zi followed him and continued to ask: "Little brother, how did you become a Taoist partner with the little Phoenix Grandma? Have you had sex? Will the little Phoenix Grandma give birth to a phoenix egg? Or will a human child?"

He was like a curious baby, and he asked a lot of questions along the way, but Jiang Xing didn't reply to him even if he said anything.

The closer you are to the top of the mountain, the more intense the blood pressure of the phoenix is.

This is a kind of hierarchical suppression from the depths of the soul bloodline.
Chapter completed!