“Stop me!”

Twilight Autumnyang tried to suppress the anger in his heart, and Fang Bai's attitude seemed to him to be a kind of disregard and contempt, which is not a wasteful attitude to the genius.Fang Bai should worship him respectfully, and then wait for him to trample!

This is the scene envisaged in the twilight, the facts are completely inconsistent!

Fang Bai stopped, because someone stopped in front of him.The master was angry, and his own slave went to the front to solve the problem.

“Our young master didn’t let you go, you have to stay here!”The taunting eyes looked at the twilight, and the latter nodded with satisfaction, and then came to Fang Bai's side.

"White a thousand snow is mine, you want to dye a piece of waste, if you don't want to die, it's better to be smart."The sound of twilight is very low, and it can only be heard by Fang Bai.

“Good luck to you!”

Then he finished, and let the people who stopped in front of him continue to walk.

Good luck to you?

Is he not angry that his fiancée has been taken away?Or is it not just a waste, or a fool?

Subsequently, the twilight of the sun changed, this indifference was an insult to him, anger surged, and the twilight patted the back directly to the white back.

The palm of his hand just patted out, twilight immediately regretted, he is the seven-way warrior of the church, Yunshui City's immortal genius, how can he shoot a waste, and the back attack!

It is too late, twilight can only try to recover the real anger, so as not to lose.After all, Fang Bai is the grandson of the Fang family leader, and if he was killed, it is not good to explain.

Hearing the wind rise behind him, Fang Bai immediately knew what was happening, and the body wanted to avoid it, but how a person who had never cultivated cultivation could escape the sneak attack of the seven-pulse warrior.

Bing!

Fang Bai only felt a pain in his back, a strong surge, the body involuntarily flew forward, falling out of three feet.

The pain of the body is scattered, fortunately, the last moment of the twilight to recover most of the real anger, otherwise, this palm can take the life of the white.

Wow, spit out a mouthful of blood, Fang Bai forbeared the pain of the body, struggled to get up, and turned around hard, lightly: “Can I go?”

The eyes are still dark, no expression can be seen on the face, and the heart of Twilight is inexplicable, "What kind of person can do this thing without any care?"

The face of the white snow on the side is a bit ugly, no matter what, Fang Bai is her cousin and fiancé, at least for now.In front of so many people in the street to make Twilight so insulting, she must stand up and speak.

Not for the sake of white, but to maintain the reputation of the first beauty!

“Twilight, you are overdoing it!”

The voice was sweet and crisp, and could not hear anger and blame, only faint dissatisfaction.

“Cher, I’m sorry!”Twilight returned to normal, and hurriedly turned to Bai Qixue and said, "Just a joke with Brother Fang just just now, I didn't expect him to hide."

Not hiding?

Can a seven-way warrior who sneaks on a man who has never cultivated cultivation, can he hide?

However, no one will care about these, and the person who shot is Yukio Yang, a disciple of Tianji Gate in the future.Who would have offended a student for a waste?

No one, not a thousand snows.

“Not for the list!”

Bai Qianxue looked at the white, softly said: "Cousin, go back, aunt and so on."

Fang Bai walked to the square home, the crowd around the audience also gradually dispersed, the street resumed lively hustle and bustle.There are also some people who talk about what has just happened.

A man can bear so much humiliation, either he does not care, or he has greater hatred in his heart.

Fang Bai belonged to the latter, he clearly knew that Twilight had just moved the killing machine, and finally stopped, and he was lucky to escape.

Fang Bai is not not hating, but he must endure, a hatred in his heart has accompanied him for sixteen years, and will accompany him for a long time in the future.

Before this hatred is resolved, the white must endure, only endure!

Hardly to get to the Fang family house, the door guard saw the injured young master turned a blind eye, all the Fang family felt that Fang Bai was a disgrace, except for the white fus.

Walking into the door, the people who met the Fang family along the way chose to ignore the existence of Fang Bai and avoid it from afar.This is often the case, especially at this time.

The emergence of the Tianji Gate has caused the Fang family to make a mess, and once the twilight autumn sun becomes a disciple of Tianji Gate, the Fang family will face the disaster of extinction.

The twilight family will never let go of the once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and Yunshui City will inevitably become the world of the twilight family.How will it be until then?

In the eyes of many people, this is all because of the white!

If Fang Bai can also be as talented as the twilight of the autumn sun, how can the Fang family face such a disaster?They forget that they can be as genius as Twilight, but they can't!

Fang Bai had just walked back to the courtyard where he lived, and heard a gentle word, “Little white, is it you?”

The white mouth smiled, “Mother, I’m back!”

For the name of Xiaobai, Fang Bai used it for several years to slowly adapt, and his mother was naturally speechless for his good.It’s too lazy to just name it.

Father's name, mother's name is white, there is a name, Fang Bai!

“White is really you!”The sound in the room seemed a little excited, and then there was a sound of understanding, the door crucible opened, and a beautiful middle-age woman came out.

“Little white, what happened to you?”

Seeing the appearance of Fang Bai, the middle-aged woman panicked, trotted over, hurriedly pulled up Fang Bai's hand, and looked up and down.

"It's okay, I accidentally fell down the mountain."Smiling, the pain in his body turned into nothing.

"They're all hurt like that and they're okay."Bai Fu's eyes were red, and he said softly: "Let you not run around, just walk for more than half a month, and also hurt yourself like this."Moon, go find the master and get some medicine."

A fifteen-year-old girl rushed out of the yard, almost fell when she went out, and disappeared with a cigarette.

“Mother, I’m really okay, don’t worry, just rest for a few days!”He lay on the bed, whispering to comfort.

The white man looked at him and said softly, "Look at you, you still dare not run."With that, the tears fell involuntarily, and the white heart of the look was painful.

At this time, the moon came in, and his hands clutched the clothes and said, "The master is busy, I have not been able to see the master."

“He’s busy, what can he do?”Bai Yufu impatiently said, “What else is busier than the injury of his son?”No, I'll go find him!"

“Mother!”

Fang Bai reached out and grabbed the white fuff and smiled, “I am really all right, see my mother is all right!”

“Your mouth is sweet!”White white he looked at him, and sat down according to the words, perhaps she also knew that it was useless to go.At this time, no one took their mother seriously, and the source of the matter was that Fang Bai could not cultivate.

In the Fang family, it is a sin not to cultivate, not to mention that Fang Bai is the grandson of the patriarch.

However, Bai Yufu did not care, she firmly believed that her son was the best son in the world, even if she could not cultivate.

When the white man pulled out of the door, Fang Bai often took a breath, he cared about everything, but he could not see his mother's tears.In his memory, there has been no father since the age of six, but his mother has always loved him and has never changed!