Absolutely not my father

Through the induction of the soul card, Luo Fan chased all the way towards Fan Hua Palace. Maybe Fan Hua found him and stopped. When Luo Fan arrived, he saw Fan Hua still sitting in his couch. Looking at him with his head propped up in the sedan chair, Tang Jian was also standing by the sedan chair.

Luo Yan stopped to escape, walked to the sedan chair and bowed his hands.

"This junior has met Senior Fan Hua."

"Fellow Daoist Ling followed me all the way, but something happened?"

"Returning to Senior Fan Hua, the younger junior's junior sister disappeared after meeting the noble disciple. Could Senior Tang please tell the junior junior sister where she is now?"

Hearing this, Fan Hua sat up and looked at Tang Jian who was beside the sedan chair.

"See you, have you ever met Fellow Daoist Ling's junior sister?"

"Return to Master, the disciple has never seen it before."

Fan Hua nodded and looked at Luo Jian.

"Fellow Daoist Ling also heard it, and this disciple doesn't know where your sister is, so fellow Daoist Ling, please go back."

After the words were finished, Fan Hua waved her hand, and the sedan chair turned its head and continued to fly towards Fan Hua Palace.

"What a shameless person!" Deng Xin murmured in Luo Jian's ear, seeing Fan Hua's master and apprentice, it was obvious that he was talking nonsense with his eyes open.

"Lolo, what do we do now?"

"We can't let them take Xiao Lang back."

The reputation of Fanhua Palace is so bad that even Luo Fan knew it. If Xiao Lang fell into their hands, it would definitely be ruined. Thinking of Xiao Lang putting half of his soul in his hands, Luo Fan gritted his teeth and turned into a fugitive again. Guang stopped in front of Fan Hua.

"Senior stay behind."

"What else do you want?" Fan Hua's expression was a little displeased, and even her title changed.

Luo Fan's heart trembled, it would be unwise to provoke Fan Hua with his current cultivation, but since Xiao Lang worshiped him as his master, he couldn't ignore it.

"The younger junior sister has indeed met the noble apprentice, please senior will tell the junior sister where she is."

"Hmph, do you mean that I am coaxing you?"

Luo Yan hurriedly lowered his head.

"This junior doesn't dare, it's just that my master has entrusted this junior to take good care of my junior sister before going out, so this junior dare not disobey."

Hearing this, Fan Hua's displeasure finally eased a bit.

"When did the old man Guiqian accept another apprentice? Why doesn't this seat know?"

"Junior Sister Xiao has outstanding talent, and the master respects and cherishes talents, so she has the heart to accept disciples."

Fan Hua looked at the calm Luo Fan, and sneered in her heart, how could he not see what Luo Fan said, really thought he would be afraid of that old man Gui Qian?

Fan Hua lay back and said casually.

"In that case, fellow daoist Ling should hurry up and look elsewhere. Maybe your junior sister just left for fun."

"Senior Fan Hua—"

Before Luo Yan could finish speaking, he felt a wave of spiritual power coming towards him, and reflexively blocked the Yaoyue Sword in front of him. Even so, he was still knocked out and fell to the ground in embarrassment.

Fan Hua glanced at Luo Fan, then withdrew her hand casually.

"For your father's sake, this finger should be regarded as punishment. If you continue to pester me, don't blame me for not being sympathetic."

Fan Hua's sedan chair was lifted up again, and the veil was fluttering, moving towards the distance.

Luo Wen rubbed his palms and stood up, looking at the sedan chair going away with a gloomy expression, he was still too weak, his hands were numb from the shock just by holding the sword against it, and he has not recovered yet.

With his own ability, he couldn't get Fan Hua to hand over Xiao Lang, but the master was still late. Luo Yan took out the sound transmission talisman and wanted to send another one to Guiqian, but in the end he took the Wanli talisman Ling Juebi gave him. When it came out, Ling Juebi said that there were two pieces of the Wanli Talisman, one would leave a message, and the other would definitely be seen.

Although Ling Juebi had already said that he could tell him something, but until the last moment, Luo Fan didn't want to bother Ling Juebi. He was grateful and afraid of Ling Juebi, but he didn't get close to him. It was probably because of the past few contacts that made him feel psychological. The shadow is gone, who knows when Ling Juebi will be in a bad mood again and strangle him to death.

Sending another voice transmission letter to Gui Qian, Luo Fan Yuqi escaped behind Fan Hua and the others not too far away, and followed Fan Hua before Gui Qian arrived.

Luo Fan's small movements did not escape Fan Hua's consciousness, but he just sneered and followed Luo Fan, but with the cultivation base of Jin Dan Qi, it is expected that he would not be able to make much trouble.

In a blink of an eye, Fan Hua and the others traveled thousands of miles, seeing that the Fan Hua Palace was getting closer, but Gui Qian hadn't arrived yet, Luo Fan couldn't help feeling a little anxious.

Just when Luo Yan couldn't help but wanted to send a letter to Ling Juebi, something happened suddenly, and a white light suddenly appeared around Tang Jian's waist. The sound can be heard for ten miles.

After the explosion, a figure appeared on the spot, and then quickly flew towards Luo Wen. It was Xiao Lang who was trapped in the magic weapon by Tang Jian with a secret method.

Xiao Lang had to use his hands and feet to break open the magic weapon, and now that he had no power to fight, he could only pin his hope on Luo Fan, so he went towards Luo Fan as soon as he appeared.

Seeing Xiao Lang running away, Fan Hua looked slightly annoyed, and raised her hand to grab Xiao Lang.

At this time, Luo Yan happened to rush to Xiao Lang's side, and immediately used his body to block Xiao Lang's face. He was betting that Fan Hua didn't want to have an affair with the Demon Sect.

Sure enough, Fan Hua's hand stopped.

"Step aside!"

"If Junior Sister Xiao offends senior in any way, this junior will plead guilty to senior on her behalf, and ask Senior Fan Hua to raise her hand and spare her once."

"Since it's something I like, there's no reason to hand it over."

"Junior Sister Xiao is also a disciple of the Heavenly Demon Sect, so I ask Senior Fan Hua to take care of Daddy—"

"Heh... Do you think that Ling Juebi will turn against me for an ordinary disciple?"

Mahayana monks are so rare, if it was so easy to fight, the cultivation world would have been destroyed long ago.

"..." Luo Yan was suddenly speechless. Fan Hua was right. Although Ling Juebi was the suzerain of the Heavenly Demon Sect, he really didn't care about the fate of a young disciple. As long as Fan Hua didn't make too much noise, he would Open one eye and close one eye.

"Okay, get out of the way quickly, don't challenge my patience."

Luo Yan looked serious, and his heart was at war with heaven and man. At this moment, he suddenly felt a pulling force from his sleeve, turned his head, and met Xiao Lang's pleading eyes.

"Don't hand me over to him."

The palm under Luo Fan's sleeve unconsciously tightened, and when he released it, he had already grasped a jade tablet, which was the Wanli Talisman. Unfortunately, under the cover of Fan Hua's spiritual consciousness, Luo Fan's every move was under his surveillance. Before Luo Yan injected information into the jade tablet, Fan Hua sucked it into her hand.

"Wanli Talisman? This is a rare thing."

Putting the jade token between her fingers and playing with it, Fan Hua looked at Luo Wen with a half-smile.

"Your sword was also made by Ling Juebi, right?"

"Yes"

"Giving such a large piece of meteorite to a golden core cultivator, Ling Juebi is generous. Since your father wants to spoil his son, I don't want to offend him. If you give Xiao Lang to me, today's affairs will be canceled."

"I--"

"Owner……"

Thinking about the possible fate of Xiao Lang, a stern light flashed in Luo Kan's eyes, and with a flash of red light in his palm, Xiao Lang beside him disappeared.

Seeing this, Fan Hua's face completely sank.

"It's really a toast and you don't eat fine wine. Could it be that you really thought that this seat would not dare to shoot you."

Before the words were finished, Fan Hua had appeared in front of Luo Wen. Luo Wen raised his sword to block it, but Fan Hua grabbed his wrist, and as soon as his palm tightened, the sword in Luo Wen's hand was knocked out, landing on the ground. far away.

Fan Hua pinches Luo Fan's wrist, and pulls Luo Fan to her face.

"Now I will give you the last time, and hand over Xiao Lang."

Luo Jian didn't speak.

Sure enough, she was the one who didn't cry without seeing the coffin. Fan Hua rubbed her fingers over the skin of Luo Fan's wrist, her heart moved, and she suddenly lowered her head and sucked a breath in Luo Fan's ear, her expression showing a little fascination.

"It smells so good..."

Luo Kan turned his head in disgust, his voice was colder than before.

"open!"

As if Fan Hua didn't hear Luo Jian's words, she moved closer again.

"Speaking of which, Ling Juebi just wants to cultivate an heir. As long as I save your life and don't absorb your cultivation, he probably won't fight me hard. What do you think?"

Fan Hua stuck out her tongue and licked her lips.

Luo Fan's complexion changed, how could he have forgotten that Fan Hua is a master who eats both men and women.

"you--"

Before Luo Fan finished speaking, he saw many pink petals gushing out from Fan Hua's sleeves, and the petals surrounded Luo Fan, exuding a sweet and greasy fragrance. Luo Fan passed out before he could react in time.

At the same time, in Changhua Palace, Ling Juebi was meditating, when Xianer's anxious voice suddenly came from his mind.

"Someone is trying to invade the Soul-Leaving Orb?"

Now Luo Fan's soul is still warmed in the Lihun Orb, if someone invades the Lihun Orb, it means that something happened to Luo Fan, Ling Juebi stood up, directly tore open the space channel to where Luo Fan was.

This is a space filled with pink mist, and there is nothing else but mist. The moment Ling Juebi appeared, he was disgusted by the sweet and greasy smell in the space. It is not necessary to know who will make this kind of thing.

Fan Hua actually stretched out her hand to Luo Fan, did she think he was dead?

Before Ling Juebi could get angry, a figure suddenly rushed towards him, the familiar aura stopped Ling Juebi's spiritual power before making a move, and the figure jumped directly into his arms.

"Luo Han?"

Ling Juebi looked at the person in his arms in amazement, the beautiful young man looked at him with innocent eyes that were so confused, this contrast made Ling Juebi's heart feel hot.

The higher the cultivation level, the slower the aging of his appearance. Luo Jian succeeded in building his foundation at the age of 15, which greatly slowed down the aging of his appearance. Therefore, even though it has been several years, Luo Jian's appearance still looks like a teenager.

"How do you—"

Before Ling Juebi finished speaking, he saw the young man put his arms around his neck, tiptoed up and kissed him, and the half sentence he hadn't asked was blocked by the young man.

There was a wet feeling on the lips, which was left after the boy's soft tongue swept over it, as if he had to taste something before eating, after the boy licked it, he pressed his lips against Ling Juebi's lips Grind together.

As if struck by lightning, Ling Juebi immediately wanted to push the young man away, but at this moment, his usually overturning palm could not lift the slightest strength, so he could only stand stiffly, letting the young man's lips stick to him, The awkward way to kiss yourself.

But the matter didn't end there, the boy's tongue parted Ling Juebi's lips, trying to get in, but was blocked by Ling Juebi's teeth, after several efforts, the boy hugged Ling Juebi's neck even tighter, Touching Ling Juebi's lips, he murmured subconsciously.

"I'm uncomfortable……"

Ling Juebi's heart trembled, he sighed helplessly, and loosened his teeth.

The moment he touched Luo's soft tongue, Ling Juebi felt his soul tremble, and his chest was filled with soft emotions for an instant. He actually reached out and hugged Luo's waist, pressed Luo into his arms, and then turned back, Turning the original unconscious closeness of Luo Yan into a long and passionate kiss.

Luo Fan was so breathless from being kissed, he let go of the arms around Ling Juebi's neck, and began to want to push Ling Juebi away, how could Ling Juebi agree, a wave of spiritual power directly imprisoned Luo Wen's body, Luo Wen couldn't move, but Ling Juebi's hands began to grope around him. The uncomfortable body became even more uncomfortable under Ling Juebi's teasing, and Luo Wen's voice trembled a little.

"No... don't... like this, first... stop... come down... Junior Sister Xiao."

Ling Juebi's movements stopped when he heard the last three words, and the rising heat in his body seemed to be poured with a basin of cold water, cooling it down completely.

Ling Juebi's head was covered with a layer of dark clouds, and his face was gloomy.

"Who are you calling?"

The cold voice made Luo Yan tremble, but he didn't seem to know what the person in front of him was angry with. He leaned against Ling Juebi's body to catch his breath, and then hugged Ling Juebi's neck again, and Ling Juebi turned his face coldly. When he opened it, he switched sides and moved closer, Ling Juebi dodged with an even more ugly face, now Luo Yan could only look at Ling Juebi aggrieved.

"..."

After a while, Ling Juebi sighed again, cupped Luo Fan's cheek and kissed it, this time his movements were very light, and Luo Fan didn't feel that breathless anymore.

It's a pity that he still doesn't know how to breathe while kissing, and Ling Juebi has to teach him patiently.