"I don't know, can the owner of this Heavenly Treasure Pavilion, Dongfang Mo of the Dongfang Family, be here?" Zhan Feihong asked.

"Who are you talking about?" the guard asked, frowning as if he had misheard the name.

"Dongfang—Brother Dongfang Mo, do you know?"

Zhan Feihong looked at the other party with a strange expression, and when he said it bluntly, he hurriedly added the name of a brother to show politeness.

"You, you, you。。。。。。 ”

But when he was polite, the guard's demeanor not only did not ease, but he fought with his mouth, and he couldn't even say anything good.

Zhan Feihong's face was strange, and he really didn't understand what this guard was afraid of, so he said impatiently: "Big brother, if you are here, please lead the way, if you are not there, I don't need to wait, just leave." ”

It's not that the boy's patience is not good, it's just that he doesn't have any extra time to waste here, if it doesn't work, he also plans to rush to the area of the evil demon cultivation as fast as possible, and do a "chivalrous" act of black eating black.

After listening to Zhan Feihong's urging, the guard carefully looked at him from beginning to end, then lowered his voice and leaned into the young man's ear and asked, "Dare to ask if Shaoxia's surname is Zhan?"

Doesn't that know my name, and be scared of that virtue, what do you mean?

Zhan Feihong was only confused, and nodded blankly.

Unexpectedly, the guard stumbled into the Tianbao Pavilion, leaving Zhan Feihong standing in place alone.

"That。。。。。。 The young man couldn't help but turn his gaze to the other guard, but he saw that the guard was staring at Zhan Feihong with blank eyes, and now he saw that his gaze had turned, and he fled in like a gust of wind.

"You're all gone, will you leave me alone to drink the Northwest Wind?"

His face twitched subconsciously, Zhan Feihong looked back at the street in front of Tianbao Pavilion, and found that many passers-by stopped and were pointing at each other.

An embarrassed smile raised slightly, he only felt goosebumps from being stared at by a pair of eyes all over his body, and hurriedly followed the footsteps of the two of them to step into the gate of Tianbao Pavilion.

When he came to the front hall, there were still all kinds of treasures that Ling Lang was full of eyes and overwhelmed in the counters, but Zhan Feihong didn't have time to pay attention to them, and he walked to the stairs in the corner in a few steps, and he was about to step up with his legs.

But at this moment, a girl who looked to be about sixteen or seventeen years old was standing at the corner of the stairs and was about to come down.

The two of them were looking at each other, and for a moment their movements froze in place.

"Who are you?" After about two breaths, the young ** asked first.

But Zhan Feihong couldn't afford to delay this time, he didn't see the two red-robed guards on the first floor, if he slowed down a few minutes, God knows where these two guys who escaped inexplicably would go.

"Borrowed. So he just gave the girl who was older than him a smile, and was ready to pass by.

"Wait, you're so rude, this girl is asking you!"

The girl didn't intend to let Feihong go like this, and stretched out her little hand and grabbed the boy's back.

Zhan Feihong was obviously taken seriously by this girl, and he flashed with him, missed his body, and rushed to the corner of the stairs. But after less than three blinks, he felt a strong force behind him, and he forcibly stopped his legs.

This feeling of spiritual pressure-

The young man's pupils flushed with a hint of crimson, and he turned his head to look, and sure enough, the girl who was firmly grabbing his shirt was surrounded by a layer of brown light.

As for the color of this aperture, it is similar to the spiritual power displayed by Dongfang Mo when he made his move.

Zhan Feihong immediately breathed a sigh of relief, soothed his subconsciously nervous expression, and said apologetically: "This girl, she must be a child of the Oriental family, right? ”

"Look at the acute look you just now, I don't want to talk about it. ”

The girl pursed her mouth, let go of her hand with a look of amazement, involuntarily crossed her hands in front of her chest, turned into a big man and said, "But this girl has a lot, since you take the initiative to apologize, I will reluctantly accept it." But you're going to have to answer this girl's question honestly!"

After speaking, she deliberately took out her white and tender little hand from her arms and waved it twice at will.

"It is worthy of being Dongfang Mo's brothers and sisters, but it is different. ”

Zhan Feihong looked at the other party's series of actions, and couldn't stop laughing in his heart. Of course, he still had an extremely modest expression on the surface, after all, Dongfang Mo's traces still depended on this sister to inform him.

The girl saw that Zhan Feihong lowered her head and did not respond, so she thought that she was acquiescing, so she raised her eyebrows on one side and asked, "Anyway, who are you, why are you running around in the Tianbao Pavilion so recklessly, what if you break something?"

"Junior brother Zhan Feihong, I came to this Tianbao Pavilion to find a brother of the girl, named Dongfang Mo, I wonder if the girl knows where he is?"

Zhan Feihong replied truthfully.

"What are you talking about?" When the girl heard Zhan Feihong's words, she showed the same expression as the red-robed guard just now, changed her previous tomboy appearance, shrunk to her mouth with the insertion on her chest, and stammered: "You, you dare to call Brother Mo by his name directly, you, you, you-"

Halfway through her stuttering, her two watery eyes suddenly turned in a half circle, and she exclaimed, "You say, are you Zhan Feihong?!"

Again and again, again and again, what's going on?

Could it be that people from the Oriental family like this tune?

The young man's mind was in a mess, but he still gave the other party a reply: "I am Zhan Feihong, I don't know why the girl is so surprised?"

"Are you really Zhan Feihong?" the girl replied, ignoring his rhetorical question.

"yes. Zhan Feihong nodded blankly.

The girl swallowed softly, and then asked, "Are you the Zhan Feihong who is on Shigu Mountain and blocks a hundred with one hundred?"

"Huh?"

The young man who said this was stunned, he didn't expect the other party to pull out this old story.

"Isn't it?!" Seeing the hesitation on Zhan Feihong's face, the girl grabbed the young man's shirt as if she was enchanted, and shouted urgently.

"Yes, I am. Where had the young man seen such a battle, and he was forced to admit the "glorious deeds" of the past by the neck, and he felt very embarrassed.

"Are you the Zhan Feihong who was framed by someone, killed Nangong Beppu in the county seat of Bacang County in a fit of rage, and put the second ancestor Nangong Bin in the courtyard, avenging the grievances of the desperate people?"