The young man from the Medicine Shenzong was so roared by Yan Nanji that he could not maintain his demeanor. He glanced at Leng Qingshuang with his eyes, then straightened his back, put his one hand behind him, and posed in a lofty posture.

"The martial arts path in the world is always changing. The position of the Medicine God Sect in the hearts of the martial arts world is definitely not something that can be replaced by a clown."

The young man sneered: "This brother has defiled the Medicine God Sect by saying this. He is really a newborn calf who is not afraid of a tiger."

Speaking of this, the young man's dark eyes looked at Leng Qingshuang meaningfully before snorting coldly: "It can only be said that birds of birds gather together. Junior Sister Leng, the principle of being close to the ink is known throughout the ages. Don't make mistakes, every step is wrong. You have a great future. Don't ruin your own path for one or two friends."

"Bang!"

Yan Nanji punched the young man in the face, directly hitting the young man with a bruised nose, dizzy, and took a few steps back.

If the guards of Shenxuan Academy had not been supported in time, they would have fallen to the sky.

When the young man came to his senses, he glared at Yan Nanji fiercely, furious.

Yan Nanji blew into her fist and looked at the young man with a smile, "Don't you understand what Xiao Ma said? Xiao Ma told you to get out quickly."

"How dare you be rude!"

The young man glared at the guard, "This is your Shenxuan's way of treating guests."

The guard's face was unpredictable, and it was also very rare.

Yan Nanji slowly took apart the letter sent by Yao Shenzong, looked at it at ten lines, and smiled contemptuously.

Then he saw that Yan Nanji's slender hands casually tore the letter apart in front of everyone.

Yan Nanji waved her hand and as paper scraps flew all over the sky, she walked towards Leng Qingshuang who was stunned while still, and reached out to pinch Leng Qingshuang's face.

"The Medicine God Sect will not keep you, Baizhou Yan Mansion will keep you."

Yan Nanji looked down at her and said, "Junior Sister Leng, I, Yan, have nothing else, I have money. In the future, my senior brother will support you and will not be bullied by the Medicine God Sect."

The money I have cheated over the years has accumulated over time and has accumulated a lot of savings, so it is no problem to marry Junior Sister Leng home.

Leng Qingshuang's hand was held in Chu Yue's palm, and when she looked up, she saw Yan Nanji's smiling face.

When Yan Nanji smiled, she showed her small fangs and dimples on one side, like the spring breeze in March, just like the scorching sun in the morning.

At this moment, it seemed as if there was a subtle change in emotions without realizing it, and Leng Qingshuang's heart trembled gently.

Since she chose this path, she would not be afraid of being driven out of the Medicine God Sect.

However, the elders in the northern border of Leng Mansion were very proud of her, and they were inevitably a little disappointed.

Leng Qingshuang took a deep breath and was about to say something to Yan Nanji.

But seeing Yan Nanji open her hands in front of her, close her eyes, and sir, "Is Junior Sister Leng very moved? Come on, Senior Brother will give you a hug of fatherly love."

Leng Qingshuang: "?"

Almost instantly, Leng Qingshuang was as irritable as thunder. She subconsciously stretched out her hand, grabbed Yan Nanji's ear, and glared at her with gritted teeth!

On the spacious stone slab outside the Martial Palace Gate, Yan Nanji screamed as if he was slaughtering a pig, which made the disciples around him stunned.

Chu Yue looked at Yan Nanji with laughter and crying, her red lips curled slightly, and her heart was like a mirror, and she saw it very thoroughly.

Exiting from the master is a major event in life, and it is difficult for anyone in martial arts to accept, even Leng Qingshuang.

Yan Nanji's words can instantly let Leng Qingshuang walk out of the circle of the painting yard, be energetic, and no longer complain.

This is a good thing.

Chu Yue's eyes were filled with light. She pondered for a moment and looked at the defeated young man coldly.

Since the young man from the Medicine God Sect took Yan Nanji's punch, his eyes were ashen and his eyes were bloodshot and red.

He is far away from home, which represents the appearance of the Yaoshen Sect. Now he is bullied by an unknown soldier. When he returns, he will pay his respects to the sect leader of the Yaoshen Sect and all the Yaoda masters!

The young man became angry and embarrassed. Evil arose from his heart. A few murderous intents were ignited in the blood-filled eyes.

"How dare you blaspheme the Medicine God Sect!"

The young man shouted loudly and raised his hand. The black hidden weapon between his sleeves was like a flowing light. He shot out like an arrow from the string and rushed straight towards Yan Nanji.

The moment the hidden weapon was shot out, a slender and tender hand actually came to the side, holding the hidden weapon as fast as thunder and lightning with bare hands!
Chapter completed!