Meng Fan didn't know that the people from the Maoshan faction had already arrived at the foot of the mountain and wanted to kill him.

When he was immersed in communicating with Tianhuo's spirit, Su Pei came to the door and told him about what she had seen her father just now.

Meng Fan seemed to have expected such a thing to happen, and he was not surprised by what Su Pei said, and he also told Su Pei what happened today.

"Meng Fan, what should I do?" Su Pei frowned and looked uneasy, "He should know something, will he do something to you?"

"It's a matter of time before you get your hands dirty. Meng Fan narrowed his eyes slightly, "He is a trouble for us and for the Yuxian Sect, and we will have to solve this trouble sooner or later, but his origin is mysterious, his motives are unpredictable, and his cultivation is so strange that I can't see through it, and besides, I suspect that he has something to do with your father's disappearance, so let's wait and see what he has changed, and when the time comes, we will capture him alive and ask for some clues from his mouth." ”

"That's all there is to it. Su Pei nodded heavily.

Meng Fan glanced at the night outside and said, "Is the worship ceremony going to start, you go first, I will make a little preparation, and then I will arrive." ”

"Good. Su Pei took a breath and looked at Meng Fan deeply, "Be careful." ”

After Su Pei left, Meng Fan took out some materials from the Qiankun space, sat on the ground and began to tie up.

"If I were him, I'd do it tonight. Meng Fan's eyes shone brightly, "But I have some expectations for what kind of way he will do it to me...... I might as well prepare some gifts for him, doesn't he like to snatch my things! ”

The robbery he was referring to was naturally the incident of the head of Su robbing him of the ghost carving.

"Meng Fan, who is that girl, it's very beautiful!" Qing Ling squatted beside Meng Fan and asked curiously.

"He is the daughter of the head of the Yuxian faction, Su Pei. Meng Fan said.

"Oh, she's the girl who cuts the grass with you at night!" Qing Ling blinked his dark autumn eyes, and then asked, "Then what are you tossing now?"

"Fun stuff, you'll know right away. ”

Meng Fan's palm flew over, and after more than ten minutes, he made a huge paper sculpture, and his technique was much more skilled than before.

Then he also stuffed two packets of explosives into it, and said with a wicked smile, "Since you can control things with red silk, I hope you can also control my paper sculpture!"

"Qingling. Meng Fan attached the paper sculpture to the spell, put it into the Qiankun space, and said solemnly, "You follow me close tonight, don't go anywhere, we are likely to fight with someone." ”

"Okay!" Qing Ling nodded excitedly, and stood beside Meng Fan, his chest about to touch his arm.

"Well, you don't have to get too close, just reach out and touch me. "Meng Fan didn't expect Qing Ling to be quite sincere.

After Meng Fan pushed the door and walked out, Qing Ling followed him like a shadow, and Meng Fan couldn't understand how Ziyang Zhenren educated his baby daughter, how he raised her like a tomboy, and he was so blushing when he heard that he was going to fight.

"Brother Shan, you're here, everyone is waiting for you!" When he walked to the door of the banquet hall, Wang Dihu ran up to greet him and took Meng Fan to the hall, "If you don't come, everyone won't dare to drink!"

"Isn't this coming!" Meng Fan said as he looked into the hall and couldn't help but be stunned.

I saw that there were lights inside, crowds of people, buzzing and talking, round tables covered with red tablecloths, which were full of dazzling dishes, with a strong fragrance, and several female nuns, wearing red dresses, still put dishes on the table, sharing wine, giving people a feeling of being in the wedding scene of the secular world, just a master of ceremonies with a microphone.

"Brother Shan is good!"

"Brother Shan, you're here!"

When the disciples sitting at the table saw Meng Fan coming in, they all stood up and greeted them with reverence.

"Heh, I thought it was just a simple two-table setting!" Meng Fan bent the corners of his mouth, raised his hand at the disciples and pressed it down, and said indifferently, "Everyone sit down!"

Those disciples didn't dare to sit down, for fear that if they sat down first, they would surprise Meng Fan.

After worshipping, Meng Fan became a pivotal figure in the sect, his status was comparable to that of an elder, and he could kill anyone who didn't like him, without discussion.

Such characters, let alone messing with others in the future, must be curry favor with them, unless they don't want to mix in the sect anymore.

As a result, Meng Fan's gaze became even hotter.

This gave Meng Fan the illusion of returning to the Tiger Phoenix Palace.

Qing Ling completely concealed his soul body, dutifully following behind Meng Fan, ready to fight at any time.

Meng Fan stepped on the soft carpet and walked slowly, and then saw the smiling faces of Su Pei and Ning Zhengan.

At this time, Su Pei had already changed her clothes, and she was wearing the big infrared coat that Meng Fan gave her in the ghost cave, which was originally intended by Meng Fan to give to the villagers in her hometown, which was not luxurious and a little outdated, but when she wore it on Su Pei, she was down-to-earth and generous, and her beautiful face was like rouge, which was very suitable for the current atmosphere.

Ning Zhengan wore a plain white robe, brand new, it was estimated that it was the first time to wear it, and the light of the hall shone on his body, quite a bit of a fairy style and a master's demeanor.

"Xiaoshan, come here, sit here!" The two saw Meng Fan coming over and beckoned warmly.

And Cai Wei, Zhang Chengjia, and Ye Xiaowan also sat at the same table with them, and they all had hardships together.

"Did you kid come late on purpose?" After Meng Fan took his seat, Ning Zhengan put on the appearance of a big brother and spoke, "Look at it, your appearance, the limelight has overshadowed me, I knew that you came so late, I would have come later than you." ”

"Lao Ning, I didn't mean to, I'll definitely come early next time. Meng Fan said with a smile.

"You kid still want to have a next time, how can there be a next time for this kind of thing!" Ning Zhengan blew his beard and glared, "Once you swear, it's a lifetime thing!"

"Alright, alright!" Su Pei looked at the two bickering and said with a smile, "It's not too early, let's start the worship ceremony!"

"Okay, big brother will preside. Ning Zheng'an stood up straight, cleared his throat, and said loudly to the disciples, "Tonight, the old man is going to bow to Xiaoshan and Su Pei, what about you, you all be witnesses, as for the ceremony of worship, everyone is a monk, transcendent and extraordinary, there is no such red tape, just drink a sip of wine, it's like that, it's going on!"

His voice echoed through the hall for a long time.

All the disciples looked at each other one after another, staring at the three of them without blinking.

Su Pei looked at the door, intentionally or unintentionally, as if she was looking for someone's shadow.

"Meng Fan, Su Pei. Ning Zhengan glanced at the wine jar on the table, "I bowed to ......"

(End of chapter)