Princess Sets Poison Again Chapter 1072: The anger of the white raccoon

Master Leng narrowed his eyes and said affirmatively, "Are you Bu Yangzi's disciple?"

"Yes, master Bu Yangzi." The white raccoon bowed again.

Bai Li doesn't have much affection for this old man Leng, but as the founder of Fengshen Academy, she, the first student of Fengshen, should naturally respect him.

Mr. Leng's eyes suddenly changed when he looked at the white raccoon. Others don't know the identity of Bu Yangzi, but he knows it. Bu Yangzi's direct disciple, isn't he the descendant of Jiugong.

He thought that he would never hand over the Nine Palaces to others in his life. After all, in such a place where aura is lacking, there would be some capable people he could fall in love with, but he did not expect to find them.

Looking at the qualifications of this girl, she is really good, so she must be considered lucky.

When the two of them stared at each other, Leng Zhuoyu saw the white raccoon's appearance clearly, and said in surprise, "Hey, aren't you the woman who went to Lan's house to **** a marriage?"

At this time, Leng Zhuoyu looked at Bai Li with heart in his eyes. He also attended today's wedding banquet. He was shocked by her beauty at the Lan's house before. The fairy brought back is even more beautiful.

The white raccoon glanced faintly at Leng Zhuoyu who was looking at Mimi, who is this second generation ancestor, so rude.

After being reminded by Leng Zhuoyu, Leng Lewu finally recognized the white raccoon, and immediately glared at the white raccoon in disgust, "I said you woman, you won't finish robbing brother Lan, come and rob my elder brother again. "

When the white raccoon heard the words, a black thread suddenly appeared on her face. Does she look like such a lustful woman? After grabbing Lan Mingyu, and then grabbing Leng Yihan?

"Don't get me wrong, we have no malicious intentions." Seeing that the atmosphere became stiff again, Lan Mingyu immediately came over to explain with Murong Xuefei in his arms.

Leng Yihan frowned, and was about to reach out to pick up Murong Xuefei, but was pushed violently by the white raccoon, "Don't touch her."

Leng Yihan's face darkened suddenly, and Mr. Leng's expression darkened instantly, "What do you mean?"

Lan Mingyu twitched the corners of her lips obsequiously, feeling that the hot potato in her hand became even hotter.

"I want to take my friend away." The white raccoon looked at Mr. Leng coldly, without any timidity.

Leng Yihan became anxious for a moment. Just as he was about to speak, he heard Mr. Leng say, "She is from my Leng family, you can't take her with you."

"Are you a member of the Leng family?" Bai Li immediately laughed when he heard that, his smile was full of ridicule and accusation, "You really have the nerve to speak, are you married to the Leng family?"

When the white raccoon said something, Mr. Leng's expression froze.

Wen Xinmei and Leng Lewu looked disdainful, as if they were laughing at the identities of Bai Li and Murong Xuefei.

Leng Yihan clenched his fists tightly, with a painful expression on his face.

It's not that he doesn't give her a title, it's that she doesn't want to marry him. If she is willing, even if she leaves the whole Leng family, he will marry her.

The white raccoon saw the expressions of the mother and daughter of the Leng family, and immediately taunted: "How noble do you think you are, in my opinion, you are not worthy of carrying her shoes."

Wen Xinmei and Leng Lewu immediately sank together.

"Bitch!"

Leng Lewu even pulled out the soft whip and threw it at the white raccoon.

Looking at the soft whip that was aimed straight at her face, the white raccoon froze, and threw the Fengming sword in his hand.

Fengming sword is like a sharp arrow that is off the string, piercing through the soft whip, splitting it in half, and heading straight for Leng Yuewu's tiger's mouth.

Leng Lewu was startled, and quickly dropped the Fengming sword in her hand, but the Fengming sword did not let her go, and brushed her cheek directly under her frightened eyes.

"Ah!" Leng Lewu held his **** face and screamed desperately.

"Dancer!"

Wen Xinmei was also taken aback, and hurried forward to check Leng Lewu's injuries.

"Presumptuous!"

Leng Yuchun, who was on the side, saw his daughter was injured, and immediately raised his sword and fought the white raccoon angrily.

The white raccoon is also very angry. She just fought against Leng Yihan. She was more or less concerned about the previous friendship, but if the opponent was Leng Yuchun, she would not be so polite.

The white raccoon mobilized profound energy and spiritual energy at the same time, kneaded it into a golden energy ball, and hit Leng Yuchun directly.

Everyone was dumbfounded when they saw the super powerful golden energy ball.

Is this the Golden Spirit?

This is impossible, how talented is this woman?

Mr. Leng's face was also full of surprise, he never thought that the white raccoon could combine profound strength and spiritual energy, this is the first time he has seen such a fighting style at such an advanced age.

What he didn't even expect was that the white raccoon's profound strength and aura had both reached the **** level, and the power of this double **** level was by no means lower than that of a golden spirit.

Leng Yuchun broke out in a cold sweat from fright, and quickly swung out his profound strength to resist.

The silver profound energy collided with the golden energy ball and was instantly swallowed up. Just when the golden energy ball was about to hit Leng Yuchun, Mr. Leng finally made a move.

The mysterious jade-like profound energy was like a ray of divine light, and instantly smashed the golden energy ball.

It's Yuling!

The white raccoon stared wide-eyed, and quickly dodged, but fortunately, Mr. Leng didn't want to hurt anyone, and controlled his strength just right.

"What exactly do you want?" Mr. Leng looked at the white raccoon coldly, with a hint of sullenness in his eyes.

The white raccoon frowned, glanced at Murong Xuefei in Lan Mingyu's arms, and said, "I said that I just want to take my friend away."

"No."

Leng Yi stepped forward without even thinking about it, and wanted to rob someone again.

The white raccoon got angry immediately, and punched him **** the face with a "slap" with profound strength.

Leng Yihan staggered a step and raised his eyes angrily.

"Do you really want to kill her?" The white raccoon gritted his teeth and stared at Leng Yihan, roaring angrily, "Do you know that she hasn't eaten for a month? Just look at her, what do you think?" Torture her to death?"

Leng Yihan slumped his shoulders, and seeing Murong Xuefei's bony body on his originally angry face, his heart ached so badly that he couldn't breathe.

When did she become like this? He didn't know a thing, and he was damned.

Mr. Leng glanced at Leng Yihan's guilty look, frowned and said: "Since you insist on taking her away, then you can take her away."

"Grandpa!"

Leng Yihan was startled and stared at Mr. Leng accusingly.

How could he let her go? It was his fate.

Mr. Leng looked at Leng Yihan with a frown, and a trace of pity flashed in his deep eyes.

He knew he wanted to keep her, but looking at the child, the Leng family really wasn't suitable for her. He knows his suffering, but some things cannot be forced, such as her mother back then.

Leng Yuchun on the side also seemed to be touched by something, standing there stiffly, his mind was full of that stubborn and resentful face.

"Let's go." Mr. Leng looked at the white raccoon again.

"Thank you." The white raccoon bowed his hands to Mr. Leng feelingly, then turned around and took Murong Xuefei from Lan Mingyu's hand, and flew out. "Don't worry, you'll be fine with me." Lan Mingyu patted Leng Yihan's shoulder reassuringly, and then followed.