Leading the entire sect to victory, this useless girl amazed the world of cultivation!

After sending the others away, Ji Wushuang looked back at Fan Yu, whose expression remained unchanged, and asked in confusion, "Why aren't you leaving yet?"

Only after he left could she kill him.

Otherwise, the longer Yan Canglan lives, the more variables there will be. Even if she is a dead fish now, it is better to kill her to feel at ease.

Fan Yu glanced at Luo Qi and saw that he was standing steadily beside Ji Wushuang, as if he had no intention of leaving. He slowly clenched his hands hanging by his side.

"What about you elders?"

Luo Qi said calmly: "Young Master, we still have things to do."

"What is more important than sending me back to the Feather Tribe?"

"Young Master, you have gradually recovered and can go back alone."

"But you are the elder of the Feather Clan, you have a responsibility..."

"No, I didn't." Luo Qi said calmly, "I'm no longer an elder of the Feather Clan."

Only then did Fanyu realize that Luo Qi no longer had his armband.

This……

Fanyu understood Lord Luoqi, and also understood that he had taken off his armband, which meant that he would not return to the Yu Clan...

Even he doesn't want him anymore?

Did he bring people in to heal him just so he could get rid of him without any worries or burdens?!

Fan Yu felt his fingertips trembling. He took a deep breath, pointed at the half-dead Yan Canglan and said, "I will leave, but I want to take this person with me."

Ji Wushuang's eyes widened, "Are you still asleep? This is my prey."

"So what?" Fan Yu's beautiful face was as pure and flawless as a sculpture made of ice and snow. "This person is the culprit behind my downfall. I must take her back for trial!"

Fanyu is not stupid. Ji Wushuang went to great lengths to save them for no reason. It was definitely not for them, whom he didn't even know.

So it's for this woman?

In that case, if he takes this woman away, Ji Wushuang and Lord Luo Qi will also go back to the Yu Clan with him, right?

Yan Canglan, bleeding from all seven orifices, suddenly looked up, opened her terrifying eyes, and said intermittently: "I... am willing... I am willing to go with you..."

As long as she is not with Ji Wushuang, she can go anywhere!

She was confident that as long as Ji Wushuang was gone, she would be able to rise again.

Since she could devour this feathered tribe once, she could devour her a second time.

Stay away from Ji Wushuang!

She will survive if she stays away from Ji Wushuang!

Fan Yu said lightly: "You heard it, she is willing to follow this young master..." and leave.

Before the word "go" fell, Yan Canglan's head suddenly flew up and landed directly at Fanyu's feet. The scarlet blood stained Fanyu's clothes, like an enchanting blood lotus blooming in the snow...

There are flowers and death all the way.

Yan Canglan never closed his eyes until his death.

She doesn’t understand…

I am clearly a person blessed by God with great fortune and merits, so why did I die here so easily?

Under Fan Yu's astonished gaze, Ji Wushuang gently shook the sword tip and said with a smile, "I'm sorry, I saw the person first, and her opinion is not important..." The girl gently folded her sword and sheathed it. She lazily raised her eyelids and looked at the silent Fan Yu. She opened her red lips and said, "Of course, your opinion is not important either."

Emotions gradually appeared in Fanyu's eyes, like an angry little leopard.

Ji Wushuang raised his eyebrows: "What does that expression mean? Are you going to hit me again?"

Fan Yu's gums creaked as he gnashed his teeth. Ji Wushuang also grinned and said to Luo Qi in a low voice, "Hey, is this your kid? So rude? Is this the heritage of your Yu clan? I'm his savior, but he orders me around so arrogantly and even glares at me. Be careful or I'll beat him up, believe it or not?"

Luo Qi was at a loss for words. It seemed that after so many years... Ji Wushuang's personality was still the same as before.

He looked at the stubborn young man and said helplessly, "Young Master wasn't like this before... but he's suffered a lot over the years, so he has a bad temper. Could you please forgive him?"

As Luo Qi spoke, he raised his hand and pressed Fan Yu's head, saying in a serious tone, "Why are you standing there? Apologize to His Highness."

Fan Yu held his head high and refused to bow. Seeing this, Ji Wushuang also got angry and rolled up her sleeves and said, "You little bastard, are you giving me a bad face? Even your elder Luo Qi doesn't dare to do that. Come here and see if I don't beat you up."

Fan Yu suddenly pushed Luo Qi away and rushed towards Ji Wushuang.

"If you have the guts, beat me to death!"

Otherwise no one can take Elder Luo Qi away!!!

No one can!!!

Ji Wushuang is not the kind of person who would show mercy to a child. Soon, Fanyu's delicate and beautiful face was beaten into a pig's head by Ji Wushuang.

At the end she kicked him on the butt, causing him to fall flat on his back.

He almost rolled around in Yan Canglan's blood, looking as miserable as possible, but his eyes seemed to be getting brighter and brighter, as if there was finally life in his eyes again.

"Ah ah ah..."

He rushed forward again, shouting, but how could he be a match for Ji Wushuang?

Ji Wushuang kicked him over several times like a monkey. Ji Wushuang was tired of kicking him and said, "Hey, how long do you want to watch the show? Come here and hold on to your little silly bird."

Luo Qi's lips twitched slightly, but he still went up to stop Fan Yu.

Fanyu Bayu were all furious. Seeing Luo Qi protecting Ji Wushuang, they felt extremely aggrieved. "Elder, it's fine that she hit me, but she also called me a little fool. And you're still protecting her?"

Luo Qi rubbed his brow helplessly and said softly: "Okay, I am Silly Bird, and I raised you under my care. Is there any problem with calling you Little Silly Bird?"

Ji Wushuang was about to say something sarcastic, but for some reason Fan Yu's angry face suddenly softened, as if someone was comforting her.

Ji Wushuang: “???”

isn't it?

This young master of the Feather Clan looks like he's out of touch with the world, but actually he likes people calling him "Little Silly Bird"?

Otherwise, why would it suddenly go in his favor?

Luo Qi didn't mind his dirtiness. He raised his hand and rubbed his hair, saying, "Alright, stop being so willful. I know what you're thinking, but you can't be rude. This girl is not only the daughter of the Emperor, but also a very important old friend of mine. Stop it."

Fan Yu felt jealous and grumbled, "You've never mentioned her before... I guess she's not very important..."

Luo Qi said solemnly: "Your Highness is my savior. Without Your Highness, there would be no me."

"what?"

Fan Yu looked at Ji Wushuang with difficulty, his mind full of confusion.

Ji Wushuang's bone age is obviously only in her twenties...

How did this save the elder?

When were you rescued?

Is it the time when the elders go to guard the sacred places of the gods?

Well, it seems that time has come...

Since this person was the elder's savior, Fan Yu naturally would not target Ji Wushuang anymore, but said honestly: "Thank you, Your Highness, for saving my life."

Ji Wushuang prided herself on being a generous elder. As for the beating Fanyu had just given her into a pig-face, that was purely the child asking for it. She waved her hand generously, "Come on, I'm still going to argue with a little fool like you... ahem, junior. Is it okay? Let's just let this matter go. It won't happen again."

Fanyu: "..."

Uh, why is he a generation shorter for no apparent reason?!

He felt indignant and secretly glanced at Luo Qi's reaction. He seemed to have no objection to Ji Wushuang's words. Fan Yu could only swallow this "humiliation".

Forget it, as long as the elders agree, I will be a junior.

Since he is Ji Wushuang's junior, it would be a legitimate reason for him to come to Ji Wushuang, his elder, in the future, right?

It doesn’t matter even if Elder Luo Qi doesn’t return to the Feather Clan, he still has a reason to stick with him.

As long as he didn't separate from the elders, he was content.