"Ye Wuse and Fatty White did not object this time. Anyway, when we arrived at Jialuo Mountain, God knew what happened, and who knew if they had any adventures. There would be no doubts about how many levels of their strength increased, and no one could even see the black charcoal.

"Okay, it's getting late, so let's go back and rest." Gu Fenghua stretched.

"So, at least in the past few days, besides Fenghua, I am the strongest?" Luo Enen suddenly looked at Fatty White with a wicked smile.

"What do you want to do?" The fat white man's hair stood up.

"You revealed my shortcomings just now, I still remember them." Luo Enen showed a charming smile.

...And then, the yard was full of chaos.

"Why do you have to? They are all your own people, why bother? Don't pinch your waist. A man's waist cannot be damaged. Slap the face, slap the face, and slap it according to his face." Next to it, Ye Wuse said that he was serious and persuading.

The fat white man felt that he was about to die, not because he was strangled to death by Luo Enen, but because he was angry with Ye Wuse.

...

In the next few days, Gu Fenghua was waiting to go to the Jialuo Mountains while continuing to study Piaoyun Danxin. Luo Enen and Bai Fatty Men did not go out of the gate, and they all practiced quietly and prepared to go to the Jialuo Mountains.

The few people turned a blind eye to the matter outside the window, so they didn't know that, as Ye Wuse expected, a legend about Gu Fenghua had quietly spread in Xinghua Temple.

"Have you heard that, Lord Zuo Diansi has gone to Piaoyun Valley again." A female saint cultivator said mysteriously, with a very ordinary appearance and a very gossip.

"You need to say that I knew it a long time ago. This time, Lord Zuo Diansi hit me so hard that he didn't even recognize her father." Seeing her pretending to be mysterious, another holy cultivator said disdainfully.

"Yes, yes, the first time I fell, the face-blindness recurred, the second time I fell, the man and the woman were inseparable. This time I hit so hard that I didn't even recognize my father. I don't know where Gu Fenghua got such a powerful method?" However, the gossip female Saint Xiu was still in a state of interest and said excitedly.

"You can't say this nonsense. Many brothers saw the situation at that time. Gu Fenghua was so scared that he forgot to operate the holy energy. It was all luck to save his life. Lord Zuo Diansi's end was all accidental, and it had nothing to do with her." A saint master corrected.

"That's right, don't talk nonsense before. I saw it myself. Gu Fenghua was so scared that he was almost crying. When I saw her, I remembered her sister at home. She was bullied in the past. How could it be her way? You dare to slander a good person again. Be careful I'm not polite to you." The saint who spoke was obviously received by Gu Fenghua's good person card. When I thought of Gu Fenghua's weak, helpless, panic-stricken look, the heart of justice was like a flood.

"Yes, how could it be her hand? When I think of her like that, I couldn't help but cry. I just wanted to be by her side, comfort her, care for her, and not let anyone hurt her." This person, like Ye Wuse, was probably poisoned by too many romantic words, and as he spoke, he was about to start wiping his tears.

"But it makes no sense. With the fourth level of the Soul Saint in the Zuo Palace, you will be unlucky once. How can you be unlucky one after another?" The gossip female saint cultivator was furious and she wiped her tears when she saw her unintentional words. She dared not doubt Gu Fenghua, so she said in confusion.

"In fact, it's not that it's been unlucky all the time, but that it's unlucky once you meet Gu Fenghua." The tragic man corrected.

"Is it the legendary Seven Evil Star?" The speaker was unintentional and the listener was intentional. The female saint cultivator suddenly exclaimed.
Chapter completed!