Su Zhatian, the male god of fast wear

Chapter 451 Blackening Immortal Venerable (6)

"I saw what happened that day with my own eyes!" Luo Yu said, resisting the bone-chilling chill.

"Is it cold?" An Wan asked suddenly.

Luo Yu looked at An Wan warily, his teeth were chattering coldly but he refused to answer.

"As long as you are willing to tell the truth, you don't have to endure this bone-chilling chill anymore." An Wan bewitched.

"Old Ancestor, what the disciple said is what the disciple saw with his own eyes." Luo Yu gritted his teeth.

"The cold snow on the peak of Unfeeling will not melt for thousands of years, if it is not for those who practice Unfeeling Kung Fu, if ordinary people's cultivation base is lower than Yuanying, within two hours, their spiritual roots will be damaged, their meridians will be broken, and they will die suddenly. "An Wan said.

Hearing this, Luo Yu's face changed slightly, but he still said firmly: "The disciple never lied!"

Hearing this, An Wan didn't ask any more questions, and left with Jun Mo who remained silent the whole time.

Unfeeling peak and bottom.

Looking at the suddenly changing scene around him, Jun Mo couldn't help being taken aback.

"Eldest brother, he..."

"An Huai is here."

"Master?" Jun Mo was taken aback.

An Wan cast a glance at him, and said with a piercing heart, "You have already been kicked out of the teacher by him."

Jun Mo: "..."

"The suzerain must have come here for Da...Luo Yu." Jun Mo said.

"That's not necessarily true." An Wan sarcastically said.

Hearing this, Jun Mo was slightly startled.

An Wan seems to be very repulsive to the suzerain?

"I've heard the suzerain's wife mention that she also has an eldest daughter..." Jun Mo said tentatively.

"It's me." An Wan didn't deny it.

"I'm An Huai's eldest daughter, An Xi's older sister, and the daughter of the Misty Sect's suzerain," An Wan said.

"No wonder your bones are less than a hundred years old but you are already at the Mahayana stage..." Jun Mo said.

Hearing this, An Wan smiled: "In your eyes, I, An Wan, am a rare talent in cultivation."

"Not only is he talented, but he is also obsessed with cultivation and has a high level of comprehension. Am I right?"

"You..." Jun Mo looked at An Wan with a complicated expression.

There was something in An Wan's words. Her rejection of the suzerain and her attitude when she mentioned her cultivation were very abnormal.

"Here we come." Before Jun Mo could finish speaking, An Wan interrupted again.

A flash of white light flashed, and a narrow gap opened in the barrier of Unfeeling Peak, and two familiar figures appeared in the eyes of Jun Mo and An Wan.

"Brother Jun Mo, are you okay?" As soon as her feet landed on the ground, An Xi rushed to Jun Mo immediately, caring.

One second before An Xi approached Jun Mo, An Wan took Jun Mo's hand and dodged to avoid An Xi.

Facing Jun Mo who was suddenly away, An Xi was taken aback, then stared at An Wan with wide eyes.

"Sister, why are you holding on to Brother Junmo?"

An Wan didn't speak, but turned her gaze to An Huai's body behind An Xi.

"I don't know what is the so-called suzerain's visit?"

"Xiaowan, it's not impossible for you to protect Junmo."

"You are Daddy's most beloved daughter, as long as you open your mouth, Daddy can forget about Jun Mo's affairs."

An Huai's sudden words startled An Xi and Jun Mo.

"Daddy, you..."

"Your conditions." An Wan stared at An Huai directly with her cold eyes.

"Wanwan, what conditions can daddy have? You are daddy's daughter, the daughter of the master of Misty Sect."

"Is it too late to talk about blood relationship with me now?" An Wan sarcastically asked.

"Wan Wan, look at what you said. In Daddy's heart, you have always been Daddy's most beloved daughter."

"You have been practicing in closed doors all these years, and your mother often..."

(End of this chapter)