"Dream?"

Qing Ruochen almost laughed when he heard this, he squinted at Ye Feng: "Young man, even if you want to live, you shouldn't make up this kind of nonsense, if I believe you, won't it become a joke." ”

Ye Feng held a wooden stick, stared at Qing Ruochen, and only said:

"In my dream, five hundred years ago, there was a tree in the spirit pool!"

The corners of Qing Ruochen's eyes twitched slightly, seeing that Ye Feng didn't speak, but his expression had betrayed the waves in his heart.

Ye Feng's heart was beating violently, this was a gamble of life and death, but it seemed to be a play, and he said four words again:

"In the Trees...... There are bugs. ”

"Enough!"

Sure enough, Qing Ruochen interrupted Ye Feng with a wave of his hand, the expression on his face was completely uncontrollable, and he looked at Ye Feng in shock.

Spirit Pond Demon Tree, Green Spirit Worm ......

These things are the absolute secret of the Medicine King Valley, how could this kid know?

For hundreds of years, every Great Qin citizen only knew the touching love story between His Majesty Taizu and Qinghou Niangniang, and they couldn't imagine that it was just two old men and old ladies who set their sights on the giant tree and beast and forcibly killed them to continue their life.

This matter is nothing, but once it involves the royal majesty, it is a great secret, only his Medicine King Gu Lord and the Great Qin Emperor can know the truth, and it is impossible for this little doctor of Fengxiang to know the secret.

Unless...... Is it really the dream of the queen of the youth?

This is too paradoxical!

Next to him, Lao Meng looked at Qing Ruochen's shocked and tangled expression and felt very familiar.

Isn't this te:'mu:' d-i just like when he and his senior brother first met Ye Feng?

He looked at Ye Feng incredulously, only to feel that the other party was a little evil.

Could it be that this kid is a legend that he can't get enough physique, and he specializes in recruiting all kinds of old ghosts to support his dreams?

Phew.

No, Patriarch Tianyun is not an old ghost......

Lao Meng was a little stunned by Ye Feng, not to mention that everyone at the scene was also stunned by this meeting.

I saw that Qing Ruochen frowned fiercely, and took a step for the first time

took a step away, walked to the ear of Lord Mo next to him and whispered a few words.

Of course, he knew what Ye Feng was going to do when he moved out of Qinghou, of course, it was to use the use value on his body to save the lives and cultivation of the three masters of the Tianyun Sect, this matter was not suitable for discussion now, so he could only talk about it slowly.

And the young man in black nodded expressionlessly after listening to Qing Ruochen's words:

"Everyone in the Qingyun Sect will put it aside for the time being, and the next one!"

it, I've changed my mind!

The crowd boiled.

The black-clothed dragon slayer who was as cold as the Grim Reaper actually really changed his mind.

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Everyone saw that the shameless rough man who called himself 'Xiao Meng' instantly nodded and hugged his fist at Qing Ruochen to thank him, and then pulled Ye Feng back into the crowd, no one could figure out how it was too important for people to temporarily eliminate their own destruction with a few words, so-

The great Lord of Qinggu knelt down again.

People saw that Qing Ruochen ran to the Mo master again, and he was really embarrassed to say something again, the Mo master saw everything in his eyes, this time without waiting for Qing Ruochen to finish speaking, he walked out with Qing Ruochen slowly.

Everyone, all of a sudden, it was quiet.

This Lord Mo didn't feel it when he stood there, but every time he came into view, you felt as if there was a black sword on his neck, which was an unconsciously emitted gas field, making anyone tremble in front of him.

Ye Feng was stared at lightly by the other party, only to feel that the endless mystical coercion swept towards him along those two gazes.

The gap is too big.

The person in front of him, even though he has not reached the height of Li Qing and Qing Yanran for five hundred years, is definitely better than Lin Huang and Li Shouzhuo, and he can already refine the Linghai Method at a young age, has this guy been cultivating for decades since his mother's womb?

If it was someone else, he was afraid that he would have already been pressed to his knees by this gaze, but he gritted his teeth and encouraged the golden light in his body to fight.

And Lord Namo's two eyes like the Dead Sea were filled with dark and uncertain waves, and he looked at Ye Feng and said slowly:

"Ye Feng, do you really think I'm reluctant to kill you?"

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