What's wrong with the face?

Tang Lian's words were like opening a fuse, making everyone who was already shocked by Sikong Changfeng's appearance subconsciously look at the face of the spear fairy.

After all, this is a gun fairy!

When today, he deserves to be the first person to use a gun!

And then—

For a moment, the expressions of the people present became a little strange, and they wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh out loud.

The rumored gun fairy not only does not have a little fairy spirit, but is like a person who has just been beaten, how can this not make people laugh.

The point is not to laugh out loud yet!

Who would dare to laugh in front of the gun fairy?

Even if people were beaten, it was like having fun cleaning up their own group of people.

Glaring at Tang Lian, who was worried behind him, with some dissatisfaction.

If you see it, you see it.

What do you say it for?

This unlucky kid has no eyesight at all, and Rao Yikong Changfeng's face is also a little red.

It's shameful.

"Why, the white-haired fairy saw me, an old man, so in such a hurry to leave?"

The expression on his face returned to normal in an instant, and Sikong Changfeng slowly spoke.

Although his face is expressionless, he has his own bearing under the addition of the opponent's gun immortal name.

Well, provided that you don't look at his face.

The corners of the white-haired fairy's mouth twitched, and she resisted the idea of laughing.

Although they are old friends, the relationship is not good.

Back then, Tianwaitian invaded the Central Plains Martial Arts, and Snow Moon City was the representative of the Central Plains Martial Arts.

Although twelve years have passed, the two sides have long since ceased fighting.

But the white-haired fairy has feelings.

If you dare to laugh out loud now.

Sikong Changfeng will definitely not hesitate to give himself a pair to wear.

"Is Snow Moon City going to break the agreement of the year?"

Silently turned his face to the side.

Anyway, you can't beat the other party, and you can't run away.

Don't look at this face.

"Snow Moon City is not here to think the same as these people, take it away, if you want to attack the Central Plains Martial Arts again like twelve years ago, Snow Moon City will take it."

Sikong Changfeng chuckled, not caring about the white-haired fairy's words, and his tone was full of confidence.

"The Third Master can't!"

"Senior, he is a man from outside the sky!"

Tang Lian and Lu Yuzhai exclaimed almost at the same time.

It's just that Tang Lian didn't know what the golden coffin was, but Lu Yuzhai clearly knew what was in the coffin, and it was because of this that Lu Yuzhai didn't agree with this matter even more.

"I've decided."

Sikong Changfeng waved his hand to stop the others.

"Well, thank you." The white-haired fairy said respectfully, and then turned around and was about to leave.

"Wait, I don't agree with that."

Without waiting for the white-haired fairy to leave, Xiao Se slowly spoke.

"Oh, what kid are you?"

The white-haired fairy looked at Xiao Se and said with a puzzled expression.

Dare to directly save the face of the gun fairy, but it is not something that anyone dares to do.

"I'm not from any family, it's just that there are some things that still need to be done, those of us who are the audience watched it in the audience for a long time, and you just stopped acting, it's annoying!"

"Knock~"

There was a violent vibration on the ground, and the next moment, a burly figure carrying a golden coffin slowly fell.

"Stop!"

"Leave the golden coffin!"

A man and a woman followed the weather, one of them was wearing clothes made of phoenix fire, looking silly, and the other was a girl with a gun, both of them were a little embarrassed, but they were not injured.

"Qianluo!"

"Lei Wuji, what's going on?"

Tang Lian hurriedly looked at the stupid man and asked.

"Senior brother, we were attacked by a group of black-clothed people, and then this person came out to kill the group of black-clothed people, and also robbed the golden coffin."

Lei Wuji pointed to the man holding the golden coffin and spoke.

As Lei Wuji's words fell, everyone present looked at the bald man with unkind faces.

"Tiankui, put the coffin down."

Accompanied by Xiao Se's words, the bald man gently put down the golden coffin, and then stood beside the golden coffin without saying a word.

"I'm a little surprised by what you're doing, and this man is your subordinate?"

Boss Xiao frowned.

After returning to this world, although I didn't take the initiative to do anything, some things were actually already being done.

For example-

Expose where you are, expose your cultivation that you have recovered.

Originally, he was supposed to go to Snow Moon City to win the support of Snow Moon City, and then contact some people in the court to fight against his two brothers, and by the way, he could also lead to the sword immortal who injured him back then.

It's just that after coming to this world, Boss Xiao found that it was no longer necessary.

When the power reaches a certain level, all intrigues and tricks are not necessary.

With Xiao Se, Nero, and Skaha here, it would be good to push the other forces of yarn sideways.

What sword immortals, what snow moon city, there is no need.

It's just that when he saw Tiankui, Boss Xiao was a little puzzled, he didn't seem to have this big guy when he came, and what did Xiao Se want this golden coffin for?

Is it possible to be poor?

"Woo Mu ~ He was summoned by Xiao Se with his power."

Nero said with a proud look on his face.

"Power?"

Sikong Changfeng was puzzled.

But apparently Xiao Se and Nero didn't want to explain.

"I think this monk still has one thing to complete."

Xiao Se gestured.

Tiankui pushed hard, and in an instant, the lid of the golden coffin was pushed open.

A figure slowly sat up from the coffin.

This is a monk wearing a white robe, with a clear and lofty temperament, deep and evil.

"A wicked monk."

Boss Xiao couldn't help but sigh.

"Ah, who will wake up to the big dream."

The monk got up and slowly opened his eyes.

Then I saw the white-haired fairy, saw Sikong Changfeng, and the world-famous spear at Sikong Changfeng's feet.

"Sorry, you continue."

The monk lay down again, as if nothing had happened.

White-haired fairy ......

Sikong Changfeng ......

All......

"Okay, monk Wuxin, I'm not here to stop you." Sikong Changfeng said with the corners of his mouth twitching.

"I said it earlier, the poor monk almost thought that the poor monk's face was really so big!"

The monk sat up again, a wicked smile on his lips.

It doesn't matter if you let those people in the realm of freedom chase and kill you, and the people who attract the Heavenly Realm are almost dead to death, if they are spear immortals, sword immortals and the like to hunt down and kill themselves.

I have no intention of doubting whether I am worth these people's shots.

"Okay, let's talk about the old things later, you can take them away."

Sikong Changfeng said.

"Wait, of course you need to ask the person concerned about this kind of thing, right?"

Xiao Se spoke again.

"Boy, it's not up to you—"

"Huh~"

A strange red spear fell, and Sikong Changfeng stopped abruptly halfway through his words.

"Running away after just half a fight is not what a soldier should do."

A gentle female voice with a hint of domineering came out, and Skaha, who was wearing a tights, walked into the field flexibly.

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