Chapter 639: The Mysterious Man in the Sedan Chair

Luo Xiaofeng said lightly: "This Tengxian Pavilion is not a good place, you are here, I'm afraid you won't have a chance to go back." ”

The fat face scholar said: "The master of Tengxian Pavilion is our Fengyun Sect's aunt and old man, how can he ......?"

Luo Xiaofeng sneered: "Li Chaodu is going to kill Feng even when he kneels, let alone you." ”

Suddenly there was a noise in the distance.

The fat face scholar was still laughing just now, but now the smile on his face instantly froze.

In the distance, a pile of black clouds rolled up in the black press. The black clouds were approaching, and the fat Facebook scholar finally saw it clearly. This is not a black cloud, but hundreds of giant mastiffs of various sizes.

Hundreds of giant mastiffs swept in like a gust of wind, surrounding Luo Xiaofeng, the fat face scholar and others.

The fat face student has a big fat face and is horribly pale. The short coat and red pants on his body seemed to be unable to stop the cold air in the sky. His body was trembling, and the hand holding the fan was shaking even more.

Hundreds of giant mastiffs were in no hurry to attack, they stared, hunched over, ready to attack.

Luo Xiaofeng didn't care, he carried his hands behind his back, looking leisurely and complacent. Luo Xiaofeng was waiting, he was not waiting for a chance to escape, but waiting for the owner of these giant mastiffs.

The fat Facebook student didn't know who the owners of these mastiffs were, but he knew that he wouldn't have any chance of escaping if these trained mastiffs attacked.

Who are the owners of these mastiffs, friend or foe?

The fat face scholar didn't want to go any further, because he suddenly heard a melodious flute sound. The flute is soft, but surprisingly clear.

The fat face scholar is not a lonely person, and he is also a big expert in music.

The sound of the flute is very soft and soft, as if the clear spring of a mountain stream caresses the crystal clear pebbles.

The fat Facebook student forgot his fears and only felt relaxed and comfortable.

Although the sound of this flute is very pleasant to listen to, it makes people feel uninspired.

It's a huge meek trap. This flute is like an itch with an iron hook, gently and gently scraping your body, and in the end, it will definitely scrape your body, including your internal organs, clean.

Fat Facebook is violently a spirit. Fine beads of sweat oozed from his bare head.

The flute is near.

Four innocent and lovely white-clothed boys with red lips and white teeth walked over lightly carrying a soft sedan chair.

The curtain of the sedan chair is lowered, and you can't see the people in the sedan chair, but you can hear the flute in the sedan chair.

The flute finally slowed down.

Luo Xiaofeng was applauding and laughing: "This song should only exist in the sky, how many times can I hear it in the world!"

The flute stopped abruptly.

The vermilion sedan chair stopped at the periphery of the dog formation.

Four white-clothed boys stood beside the sedan chair, with their hands down.

It's dawn.

Today is cloudy, the sky is overcast, and it feels very oppressive.

An old female voice suddenly came from the sedan chair: "Luo Zhutou of Hacheng, Mei San of Fengyun Sect!"

The old man's voice was weird, and it was uncomfortable to listen to.

Luo Xiaofeng smiled: "You know us?"

The person in the sedan chair said word by word: "The famous master in the world, I don't know the old body, I'm afraid there are not many!"

Luo Xiaofeng smiled and didn't speak.

The person in the sedan chair suddenly sighed: "This is a good place for self-cultivation, but I didn't expect to be stirred up by you." When she said this, there was a mixture of sorrow in her tone.

Luo Xiaofeng sneered: "I really can't see that Your Excellency is a person of self-cultivation. He glanced at the dog formation around him, and sneered: "Your Excellency has come with so many giant mastiffs, and the murderous aura is coming, I don't know if you are here to cultivate yourself, to cultivate your sex, or to kill people?"

The person in the sedan chair sneered, and his voice was extremely penetrating: "I won't kill you!"

Hearing this, the fat face scholar on the side was like an amnesty!

The man in the sedan chair slowly continued: "I don't want to kill you, but I, the children, refuse to let you go." They are hungry for a long time, and if they don't eat anything, they will starve to death. ”

The fat face scholar's heart that he had just put down instantly hung up again.

The man in the sedan chair said lightly: "You are all kind-hearted people, you won't watch my children starve to death, right?"

The canine formation narrowed the encirclement, and one by one the giant mastiffs stretched out their tongues and stared at their greedy eyes.

The "children" mentioned by the people in the sedan chair are actually these giant mastiffs.

Luo Xiaofeng put his hands behind his back and grinned: "Your Excellency hurts people with these vicious dogs, even if you win, it must be very disgraceful." ”

The man in the sedan chair smiled bitterly: "The victor is the prince and the loser is Kou! It is a good thing to win, what glory do you need?"

Luo Xiaofeng smiled happily: "No wonder some people say that people are shameless and invincible in the world!"

The man in the sedan chair sighed: "People live in the world, if they are so faceless in everything and everywhere, wouldn't they be very tired?"

Luo Xiaofeng stroked his palms and laughed: "This is said at a level enough, I wrote it down!"

The fat-faced scholar on the side was not as comfortable as Luo Xiaofeng, he stared at the small red sedan chair, and the horror on his face gradually turned into anger: "Old witch, come out quickly, don't fucking be a shrunken turtle, the one who has the ability, the one who is real and the third master fights for three hundred rounds." ”

The people in the sedan chair smiled: "The people in the rivers and lakes all call you a fat face scholar." The fat face is a fact, but the word scholar is a bit suspicious of selling dog meat on the head of a sheep. ”

The fat face of the scholar was blue with anger, he really wanted to rush over, tear down the sedan curtain, pull the people inside, smash them on the ground, and then step on 10,000 feet.

The fat face scholar thought so, but he didn't dare to move. He knew that these well-trained giant mastiffs would attack them in groups, not to mention that his little fat face scholar would not want to survive even if he became a famous swordsman.

The fat face student really couldn't imagine what it would be like for a person to be bitten by more than 100 giant mastiffs.

Razor-sharp teeth, razor-sharp eyes, flesh and skin were torn, blood vessels were bitten off, and blood flowed on the ground like a flood......

The thought of this horrific scene made the fat face student get goosebumps all over his body.

The fat-faced scholar rubbed his aching temples and scolded in his heart: "Damn it...... Lao Tzu, what's wrong?" "The more he forced himself not to think about it, the more he couldn't help but think about it.

Luo Xiaofeng looked up at the gray sky, hugged his hands, and walked towards the sedan chair.

The four white-clothed boys shouted together: "Stop!"

Luo Xiaofeng didn't seem to hear it, he was still walking forward.

Luo Xiaofeng was already close to the dog formation. The giant mastiff did not have an unpleasant stench, but still exuded a strange fragrance.

The man in the sedan suddenly said, "Do you want to die?"

Luo Xiaofeng laughed and said: "I have lived so much, I haven't died once, and I want to taste death today." ”

The man in the sedan chair sneered: "Since Luo Zhutou wants to die, then the old body will fulfill you!"

Luo Xiaofeng smiled and said: "You and I have no grievances, why do you want to kill me? I want to be a ghost, I wonder if Your Excellency can do it?"

Luo Xiaofeng was not very far from the small red sedan chair, but no matter how Luo Xiaofeng looked at it, he still couldn't see the people in the sedan chair clearly.

(End of chapter)