Looking closely, the white-clothed figure was not as stiff as the white-clothed old man before, and even Feng Wu felt that the figure was still a little graceful.

"You're finally here, are you going to go to that place this time?" a female voice came.

This is the voice that appeared at the end of the second level before, and when he heard this voice again, Feng Wu was sure that this voice was exactly the same as Guan Yuqing, but there was a hint of coldness in the voice of the woman in white.

"Are you Yuqing?" Feng Wu said tentatively.

The woman in white turned around, and Feng Wu saw her face, which was almost carved out of the same mold as Guan Yuqing's face, but her figure was more mature than Guan Yuqing, just like Guan Yuqing a few years later.

"Yuqing, that should be me in this life. The woman in white said.

"Do you know my background, who are you?" Feng Wu asked.

"As fate would have it, these things should not be said by me, so that I can see you again, it is already against fate and against the sky. The woman in white replied.

After saying that, the woman in white disappeared, leaving behind a piece of jade slip glowing with golden light where she had just been.

Feng Wu wanted to ask the woman who looked very much like Guan Yuqing, but her disappearance made Feng Wu nowhere to be found, and Feng Wu found that there was no appearance of this woman in the long river of fate.

Before, whether it was the destined Guan Yuqing or the "five-five-open" Wen Yu, Feng Wu could find their traces in the long river of fate, but this woman was as lifeless as himself.

In this bronze statue trial, Feng Wu saw a lot of strange things, which constantly hit Feng Wu's self-confidence, making Feng Wu begin to feel the lack of his strength.

If the woman in white just now was the third trial, then this jade slip should be the inheritance of the ancestor of the Destiny Pavilion, and the inheritance that Feng Wu disdained to accept before has now become attractive in his eyes.

Feng Wu stretched out his hand and grabbed the jade slip, and for a while, countless knowledge began to rush into Feng Wu's mind, Feng Wu subconsciously sat cross-legged, his hands in the shape of flowers.

Countless secret techniques poured in, Feng Wu was not in a hurry at all, and a phantom of the pavilion began to appear on his body, as if he wanted to deduce some secret techniques.

Feng Wu didn't know how long the time had passed, as long as there was a secret technique that he didn't know would flood into his mind, he would start to comprehend and study, and suddenly a chaotic sound woke Feng Wu up.

After opening his eyes, Feng Wu appeared in the bronze statue square, in front of him were the three bronze statues of Sancai, but the surrounding people were no longer the disciples of the Destiny Master Pavilion, but turned into a group of black-clothed people.

Those black-clothed men were holding swords one by one, their faces covered with black cloths, and they surrounded Feng Wu as if they were ready to attack at any time.

"Your Excellency is Feng Wu, my husband has please, I hope you don't resist fearlessly, and obediently tie your hands and arrest it, otherwise the sword has no eyes, and it will not be good to hurt Mr. A leading man in black stood up and said.

Feng Wu was very hurt by everything in front of him, if he hadn't already obtained the inheritance of the Ancestor of the Destiny Pavilion, he would have thought that he was still in the trial.

I thought that after I completed the trial, everyone would rush over to cheer and encourage him, and it would be okay to touch the trophy or something, but I didn't expect to be so reorganized.

Didn't it say that the Destiny Master Pavilion had never been breached? As for the trust between good people, Feng Wu, who didn't know much about the situation, had to listen to them to meet that "gentleman".

The main reason is that the appearance of this group of black-clothed people seems to have isolated the heavenly machine, and most of Feng Wu's methods cannot be used.

As the group of black-clothed people walked for a long time, Feng Wu finally saw the "sir" in their mouths, and then he smiled.

That's right, he laughed coldly, and he laughed, who would have thought that Mr. would be a child who could not reach one meter and a half, it was a real child, and his little skin was white and red, and he was going to be tender.

"Don't laugh, this seat just went wrong in practice, otherwise how could it be like this, laughing, I'll kill you!"

"What kind of skills do you practice, it won't be the Eight Desolations and Six Combinations, you won't be the younger brother of Tianshan Tong's grandmother, Tianshan Grandpa, hahaha. Feng Wu couldn't hold it back at all.

"This seat is not the grandfather of Tianshan, I am the Tong Venerable of the Witch God Sect, the Destiny Pavilion has been occupied by us, it is said that you have obtained the inheritance of the ancestor of the Destiny Pavilion, now hand it over!"

How could Feng Wu hand over the inheritance to him, if those spells really had to be written by hand, I am afraid that they would have to be written on him for ten days and ten nights, and even if they were to be taken out, they would be handed over to the people of the Destiny Master Pavilion.

"Don't be stubborn, young man, as long as you give me the inheritance you got in the Destiny Master Pavilion, I will definitely arrange a good position for you in the Witch God Sect, I am optimistic about you!"

A child is doing ideological work for a young man in a deceptive lollipop tone, the picture is so beautiful, and the few people in black next to him really don't know how to hold back.

"This doesn't belong to you in the first place, no matter what you say, I won't give it to you, even if you sell cuteness in front of me like a child. Feng Wuyi said in a positive manner.

"In that case, I'll have no choice but to do it. Venerable Tong said

"You'd better come hard, I'm a person with Stockholm syndrome, and I like others to be hard the most. Feng said shamelessly.

"No, no, no, it's not the hard one you want, bring it on!"

After that, the two men in black brought up two women with good faces, who were Guan Weixin and Guan Yuqing.

"If you don't hand over your inheritance, I'll kill these two women and make you regret it for the rest of your life. Venerable Tong threatened.

"Oh no, Yuqing and they have been caught, how can this Venerable of the Witch God Sect know about Yuqing's relationship with me?" Feng Wu secretly said in his heart.

"Haha, are you wondering how I could have known about your relationship with those two women?" Venerable Tong laughed.

"In this world, not only you masters can control your fate, but we witches can also do it, and the history is far older than yours. ”

Venerable Tong inexplicably had a feeling of knowledge suppression, and he vomited the unhappiness of being ridiculed before.

Feng Wu felt that something was wrong, and everything began to develop in a direction that was not good for him.

Just when Feng Wu was about to attack Venerable Tong, a man in black rushed in from outside.

"Tell the Venerable, there is an old man who has injured all of our people, and he will be killed here immediately, judging by his appearance, he should be the old master."

"This old man has finally come out, you show me these people, I will go and clean up the old man and he will come back. Venerable Tong said.

"You don't need to come to me, I'm already here, Tong Jin, dare to fight me?"

Venerable Tong, who was called Tong Jin, rushed out of the room and fought with the old man who was invited to fight outside.