Lian Ying was already shouting loudly, "What are you doing outside? Here is Lianjiabao, idle people are waiting..."

Before he could finish his words, the gate of Lianjiabao was kicked open with a slam.

Then, Liudao figures walked in swaggeringly through the open door.

No, there are not only these six figures entering the Lian family's gate, but also the densely packed people of Changyang City following in from outside.

I saw these six people, five men and one woman, each with their own unique looks.

They were obviously crowded in the crowd, but with their charm, the people of the Lian family unconsciously bet on them.

Especially the girl in white clothes walking at the end.

The delicate skin as delicate as porcelain is as crystal clear as ice and jade in the sun. The delicate facial features are like carved by God with ingenious craftsmanship. No matter what is imperfect and no matter what is unpredictable.

Especially the pair of peach blossom eyes with rippling waves, it makes people feel intoxicated by just one look.

For a moment, Lian Ying, who was already yelling, stopped shouting and looked at the girl in white.

Even Leng Shuqin and Lian Sheng and others looked at the person who came in shock and couldn't come back to their senses for a long time.

And just as they were stunned, the six people had already walked to Leng Yumo.

Three people were on the left and three people were on the right, and Yu Leng Yumo stood down on both sides.

There were seven people in a row, including men and women, holding swords and holding swords, six people standing, and one person in a wheelchair.

They are obviously different and have casual postures, but when they appear together, they seem to be integrated into one in an instant.

Lian Sheng suddenly came to his senses, "What are you..."

However, before he could finish his words, the people coming in from behind suddenly let out a roar like a tsunami.

"Ahhhhhhh, Xiaoyao Seven Sons, Xiaoyao Seven Sons are integrated!! When I am alive, I can see this scene, and it's worth dying!!"

"I just said why did Leng Yumo lose [Flame Mad Sword] just now, it turns out that it's here!"

"Wuwuwu, it turns out that the seven Xiaoyao people can only stand together to be the most beautiful picture!"

"God Lord, God Lord, I love you, please take a look at me!"

"Xiaoyao Xiaoyao, who else can I dominate the world! Xiaoyao Xiaoyao, dominate the world!!"

Lian Sheng's original questioning voice came to an abrupt end, and the expression on his face that was not angry and mighty was frozen at that moment.

The rest of the Lian family were even more like a ghost.

They stared at the scene in front of them in disbelief.

No! Impossible!

What are those people outside shouting?!

The Seven Sons of Xiaoyao?!

Who?! Who is the Seven Sons of Xiaoyao?!

Who...is [Flame Mad Sword] Leng Yumo?!

Leng Shuqin's gaze froze across Yun Ruohan, Mu Yan and the others' faces, and finally fell on the woman in red dress holding the Red Lotus Sword.

"You...you are...no, this is impossible?! How is this possible?!"

Leng Yumo looked at Leng Shuqin with a sarcastic look on her face.

The woman had worn a tight mask since she came back, but at this moment she finally couldn't hold it back to break.

Her eyes turned to Lian Ying, who was completely stupid.

"You just said that if you want to prove that the news in Fusang City is true, unless you find the seven demons of Xiaoyao? Now all seven of us are here. Do we want to describe the news in Fusang City in person?"

"Or, do you want to take a look at the talisman in my hand?"

Lian Ying's body shivered suddenly, and his eyes fell on Leng Yumo's face and screamed, "Xiaoyao Seven Demons? You, you, how could you, a bastard, be the Xiaoyao Seven Demons?!!"
Chapter completed!