Returning From The Xianxia World

Xiao Fan coldly looked at Yin Yi Yu and stretched out his hand, the girl immediately flew to him, and he grabbed and squeezed her white neck.

"Elder Miss!"

Yin Yi Yu's assistant was too scared, her legs were swollen, she was standing there without moving.

"С... Xia... Xiao Fang...!"

Yin Yi Yu could hardly speak, looking at Xiao Fan's close, indifferent face, she felt that death instantly enveloped her entire body. In her eyes reflected the traces of irresistible fear.

"Я... "I'll die?"

There was a wave of despair in Yin Yi Yu's heart.

Previously, she knew that Xiao Fan had a terrible character, she would never have come to accidentally insult or provoke him, but because of lack of information and her own arrogance, she could not stop in time and now fell into this dangerous situation!

This is the end... I will not survive, I am very sorry about that!

Yin Yi Yu grinned in her heart.

But is there a cure for regret in this world? She would really like to buy a bottle!

Yin Yi Yu smiled bitterly, her heart slowly fell into the bottomless abyss!

Вдруг!

"Старший!"

A skinny old monk behind Xiao Fan at this time suddenly freed himself from Lin Zhentian and other people, and then he fell to his knees with the sound of "poof" and, shivering, shouted into the back of Xiao Fan:

"Please don't kill her!"

Xiao Fan was indifferent and indifferent, but he didn't kill immediately.

"I'm not good with the Yin family, but with Grandpa Yin Yu, Yin Jianghao, I was once very close, we were friends. Before he died, Yin Jianghao commissioned me, an old monk, to take more care of Yin Yi Yu. Therefore, I beg the master to spare Yin Yi Yu!" - the poor and skinny old man spoke in awe, bowing.

This movement seemed to have affected the wounds in his body, blood suddenly spilled from the corners of his mouth. This scene amazed everyone around him.

Xiao Fang was still silent and looked at Yin Yi Yu, in his eyes was only a cold indifference.

Yin Yi Yu also looked at Xiao Fan, she was covered with fear, her back was all in cold sweat, and her heart was beating like mad. She was under terrible pressure.

"Sir, please!"

Seeing that Xiao Fang was indifferent, the wretched old man screamed again and collapsed down, his forehead hitting the ground, made a deaf sound.

After he hit his head, the wounds on his body reopened, which caused him to make a muffled sound. It was dark in front of his eyes, his whole body faded and he collapsed completely downwards. His breathing became extremely weak.

"Old ублюдок!" - Lin Zhentian exclaimed and hurried forward.

"Old monk!" - Zhang Feiyan also hurried.

Suddenly the strong intention of killing in Xiao Fan's eyes finally disappeared, and he slowly lowered Yin Yi Yu!

From the memories of Mo Kunfeng, Xiao Fan knew that what was said by a pathetic and thin old monk, was true!

Yin Jianghao was actually Yin Yi Yu's second grandfather, and he really died. Although he was Yin Yi Yu's great grandfather, she called him grandfather!