Shocking Venomous Consort: Frivolous Miss

Ling Chuxi was just being polite, but he busi\'s expression changed completely.

After that, Ling Chuxi, mo kongyuan and the rest left the cloud sword clan.

"Foster father, why is Lord Supreme beast with them?" Yun Wanli only asked doubtfully after Ling Chuxi and the others had gone far away.

"Well ... Lord Supreme beast and sect master Ling hit it off at first sight. I also appreciate sect master Ling\'s talent, so I gave Lord Supreme beast to the Golden elixir sect to be the sect Guardian beast." He busi said after some hesitation.

These words were clearly to put gold on her own face. Even a blind person could see that she was afraid of Ling Chuxi to death, like a mouse seeing a cat.

"She\'s very strong?" Yun Wanli couldn\'t help but ask. To be honest, he still couldn\'t tell Ling Chuxi\'s true cultivation level. It seemed that she was only in the early stages of heavenly Yuan, which was one level lower than him. However, he didn\'t even have the strength to fight back in front of her.

"She\'s not just strong. In front of her, my title as the strongest person below the Grandmaster level is nothing." He busi said with emotion.

Although he busi was afraid of death, he was extremely open-minded. Otherwise, he would not have been able to reach his current realm. Towards Ling Chuxi, other than fear, he also had some admiration. To be able to have such strength at such a young age, her future achievements would definitely not be something he could compare to.

Yun Wanli sucked in a breath of cold air. From he busi\'s words, Ling Chuxi was the true number one person below the Grandmaster level. Yun Wanli was secretly scared. Fortunately, he busi appeared today. Otherwise, the cloud sword clan would most likely have been destroyed in his hands.

Thinking of this, Yun Wanli felt a little guilty. The reason why Ling Chuxi let him off was mainly because he busi had been hit by the brick.

"Foster father, how are your injuries?" Yun Wanli asked with concern.

"It\'s just some superficial wounds. It\'s much better than when I met Ling Chuxi in the past. You don\'t know, but in the past, I only met her once ..." He busi said rejoiced. Halfway through, he realized something and stopped, his old face blushing.

Although he did not finish his words, Yun Wanli understood. No wonder he busi was like a mouse that had seen a cat when he saw Ling Chuxi. It turned out that he had already suffered at the hands of others. From the sound of it, he had suffered more than once.

"Foster father, why don\'t I send you back to the sect to recuperate?" Seeing he busi\'s awkward expression, Yun Wanli said.

"No need, no need. I\'m just going around to relax and see if I can break through the bottleneck and become a Grandmaster. I won\'t be going back to the sect for the time being." He busi jumped up like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

Ling Chuxi had just said that she would pay a visit to the huiyin Valley after the sect opening ceremony. He would not foolishly stay at home and wait for abuse.

Yun Wanli knew his foster father\'s personality. Although he was known as the number one person below the Grandmaster level, he was actually afraid of death. However, he never thought that he would be afraid of Ling Chuxi to this extent. It was a little funny, but he did not laugh out loud. Just what level had Ling Chuxi\'s cultivation reached? If the people around her were so strong, what about her?