It was impossible for Fu Ying to have a good impression of him again! He was not desperate.

The next moment, he turned his head sharply and looked at Ling Yun coldly.

In Jiao Hu's view, the source of all this is Ling Yun! Ling Yun is the culprit.

Then, only by getting rid of Ling Yun could he have a chance to change Fu Ying's impression of him.

"Little bastard, it's all your fault!"

Jiao Hu said ferociously.

"Blame me?"

Ling Yun's face was expressionless.

For such a person, calling the other person a clown is an insult to the clown.

"Senior Brother Jiao, are you finished?

Brother Ling saved me, not only are you not grateful to him, but you blame him?"

Fu Ying said with a cold expression.

This time, Jiao Hu didn't feel guilty, but was even more angry.

He said with great indifference: "Of course I'm grateful that he saved you, but that doesn't change the weird fact of this matter.

He is just a Hexu warrior, but he first walked on the ground in this abyss, making us Dongtian warriors feel ashamed.

Now, you have fallen into the abyss. Even Protector Fu, a master of Dharma, said that you could not be saved, but he actually rescued you from the abyss as if by divine help.

Dear protectors, what Junior Sister Wang said before is right, there is something very wrong with this person.

I think we should capture him and figure out the problem first, and if we later find out that he is fine, I am willing to apologize to him."

Hearing Jiao Hu's words, the others present did not yell at him, but their eyes flickered, faintly revealing greed.

They already understood what Jiao Hu meant.

That means there must be a treasure in Ling Yun's body! Their identities are extraordinary.

As disciples of Taicang Sect, they don't care about ordinary treasures.

But Lingyun's treasure made their hearts beat with excitement and even went crazy for it.

This treasure can enable a Hexu warrior to do things that even a strong Dharma practitioner cannot do.
Chapter completed!