Chapter 777: The Great Drama

And the chess pieces on the chessboard are falling, and it is obvious that the two have been playing against each other for a long time, so everything that happened in the room before, the two of them have actually been watching from the side. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

If you pay more attention, you can also see that the room between the two of them and the room where the Feihong Order is fought for is actually only separated by a wall.

This design is really exquisite, if Yan Qingrui is here, she can understand the principle of this round mirror, like a human eye, take the function of light and shadow refraction from multiple angles, and skillfully reflect a scene to other places.

At this moment, the middle-aged man left a son, and said helplessly: "Master, what the hell are you doing? You asked me to spread the news that the Feihong Order is in the Huifeng Pavilion, just to watch this big drama of stealing the order?"

The Xuyun monk also fell behind, smiling slightly, the smile was shallow and illusory, unfathomable, between the handsome eyebrows and eyes, with the transcendence of a master outside the world, it was completely the transcendent appearance of a monk who had attained the Tao.

He said slowly: "You don't need the Flying Rainbow Order to return to the Wind Pavilion, of course it's for those who need it!"

The middle-aged man said disapprovingly: "Then you can't let them use my Huifeng Pavilion as a battlefield, you have seen it, when did my Huifeng Pavilion become a place where people can come and leave when they want?"

Xuyun fell again, glanced at him, and said, "You have nothing to lose!"

The middle-aged man shook his head helplessly and smiled bitterly, dropped a son, and asked suddenly: "There is only one Feihong Order, there are three of them, who do you think can get it?"

Xuyun said nonchalantly: "It's good for anyone to get it, but don't you have to return it to you in the end?"

The middle-aged man said speechlessly: "I really don't know what kind of medicine you sell in the gourd!"

Xuyun smiled with interest: "It turns out that there are things in this world that you don't know!"

The middle-aged man glanced at him and said lightly: "Don't come to squeeze me, know is know, don't know is not know, I'm not like you, I can't leak the opportunity at every turn!"

Xuyun laughed, and said, "You must have guessed who got the Flying Rainbow Order." You don't have to go on with your triennial drudgery. ”

The middle-aged man smiled: "You are so confident, what if the person who brought the Feihong Order is not the person you thought it was?"

Xuyun smiled deeply and said: "If the person who brought the Feihong Order is not the person I thought it was, it means that that person is not qualified to be so valued by you and me, and you and I don't need to think about it, just let that person fend for himself!"

The middle-aged man laughed heartily and said: "Very good, after all, you still have some conscience, I am very busy with the affairs of the Wind Pavilion, where do I have time to solve the doubts of the people of the world? If you don't want to play tricks, you have to give me the identity of an old man, I don't know how easy my life is." ”

It turned out that this middle-aged man was none other than the true face of the legendary old man.

Of course, he also has an identity, but he is the pavilion master of the Huifeng Pavilion.

Feihong Ling is now in the branch of the Huifeng Pavilion in the capital, and he, the pavilion master, will personally come to sit in charge, which must make people feel that it is difficult to ascend to the sky. But who knew that it was the Huifeng Pavilion that released the news of the Feihong Order, and the owner of the Feihong Order was the pavilion master of the Huifeng Pavilion?

The old man of Tianji is just another identity of his.

It's no wonder that the so-called Tianji old man only appears once in three years, and the dragon can't see the head and the tail, and it's difficult for others to see it.

When I returned to Qinghe Palace, it was already dark, and Shangguan Qianyu called Ruan Zhongjie: "What I asked you to do two months ago, how is it now?"