"We haven't accumulated, what the hell do you want to do?"

Xiaofeng looked at Fuyao with a questioning tone.

At this time, the meeting of the Changfeng Guild had ended, all the anchors had left, and only Fuyao and Xiaofeng were left in Fuyao's room.

Since there was no one else, Xiaofeng unceremoniously went straight to the point and directly picked out the topic.

He still couldn't understand what Fuyao's plan was.

"Wait." Fuyao's face remained unchanged, as if he hadn't noticed the anger on Xiaofeng's face, and said leisurely.

"What are you waiting for?"

"Opportunity."

"Waiting for a chance to die?"

"When the time comes, you'll understand." Fuyao said.

"But you have to know that if this continues, our Changfeng will be completely defeated."

"If you defeat a long wind, there will be a successor." Fuyao interrupted Xiaofeng's words, "There will be a group of people who have the same dreams and ...... Overestimate one's strength or oneself. ”

"So what exactly are you trying to say?"

"Xiaofeng," Fu Yao glanced at this comrade-in-arms who had fought together for an unknown number of times, and said seriously: "I'm waiting for an opportunity, and I also believe that Kuafu is also waiting for an opportunity." ”

Xiaofeng saw the resoluteness and sincerity in his eyes, knowing that he was not lying, and his attitude softened, "But what opportunity are you waiting for?" ”

"Can't tell." Fuyao turned around and sighed, "The wall has ears. ”

Xiaofeng's pupils shrank, what does it mean to "have ears on the wall"?

It's a private space, how can there be ears on the wall?

At this time, he suddenly thought of it, and his face was incredulous, "You actually ...... It turned out to be ......"

Fu Yao didn't speak, just nodded silently, "I believe that Father Kua will also have the same plan, so I also believe that he, a smart man, will definitely choose to stop." ”

"Is it too late?"

"It's hard to say, but you only get one chance." Fuyao glanced at Xiaofeng again, sat back in his usual seat, pulled a painting out of a pile of drafts, and handed it to Xiaofeng.

Xiaofeng subconsciously took it, glanced at it casually, and his eyes froze, as if he had been struck by lightning.

It took him a long time to digest the information on the painting, and muttered, "This can't be ......"

"Nothing is impossible." Fuyao shook his head, and with a slight click, the painting in Xiaofeng's hand had quickly turned into a pile of confetti, and then turned into a cloud of ashes by a flame that appeared out of thin air.

The ashes fell one after another, scattering Xiaofeng's body everywhere, but Xiaofeng didn't pay attention to these, just frowned and looked at Fuyao.

The shadow grew silently beneath his feet, devouring the ashes that had fallen one after another, and then crawling again at his feet.

"Do you know why I let you choose to save him?" Fu Yao thought of something, and said with some emotion, "That's because I went to ask Daoist Xingyuan." ”

Xiao Feng's expression moved, he didn't know about it, and Xingyuan Dao Leader didn't mention it to him.

"What did he tell you?" Xiaofeng said in a sarcastic tone, "Tell you, you can still make a lot of money in the next live broadcast?" Then I'll have to get you some more bankruptcy contingency points. ”

"Be forgiving and forgiving." Fu Yao didn't care, smiled, as if he didn't hear the mockery in Xiaofeng's tone, and said.

"What do you mean?"

"I don't know, but I let you save him." Fuyao said with a smile on his face.

Xiaofeng's face condensed slightly, thinking of the message that Fu Yao suddenly sent during Yu Zhao's live broadcast.

"That's because of the Xingyuan Dao Chief?"

"I had just met him back then."

"And how did you come up with that?"

"Sometimes it comes to me that it means it's fate." Fuyao said meaningfully.

Xiaofeng flashed a few thoughts, he didn't know that it was the Xingyuan Daoist who asked Fuyao to save Yu Zhao, but he took Yu Zhao to meet the Xingyuan Daoist again.

So the question is, did the Xingyuan Dao Elder recognize Yu Zhao?

This is what Xiaofeng is most worried about, if Daoist Xingyuan has pushed things to the point where he has consciously or unintentionally pushed things to this point with a word, then what does Daoist Xingyuan need?

Xiao Feng could even arbitrarily think that Xingyuan Dao Leader needed Yu Zhao to do something?

Until now, Xingyuan Dao Leader has always been a person that Xiao Feng can't understand or guess, and if his magical hexagram technique is used to kill people, it will be simply unstoppable.

Such a mysterious senior anchor wants to make some small moves or plan a big plan, but he can't see it at all until the moment the plan really explodes.

While Xiaofeng was still puzzled by Daoist Xingyuan's approach, Daoist Xingyuan shook his lottery holder weakly in Kuafu's room.

"Do you think there will be results?" The leader of the Sunstrider Guild was sitting in the center of the room, the suspended sun above him spinning silently.

I don't know why, this time the Xingyuan Dao Leader shook the lottery holder for an extra long time, as if he wanted to seize a certain opportunity.

After a long time, a bamboo stick fell out of the stick holder silently and landed on the red stall in the room.

He breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I don't know." ”

Just now he focused all his attention on the holder, and didn't have time to reply to Kuafu's question.

Father Kua smiled sarcastically, the totem lines on his face wrinkled, "Will you still have a time when you don't know?" ”

Daoist Xingyuan didn't speak, just silently picked up the bamboo stick that fell out, and then actually glanced at it in front of Kuafu, "Good luck." ”

The corners of Father Kua's mouth raised slightly, obviously in a good mood, but he still said, "Do you think I will believe this?" ”

Xingyuan Dao arched his hand, "Go with the flow, sincerity is spiritual." ”

Kua Father slowly stood up from his seat, I don't know if it was the reason why he stood up, the whole room was dark, and he came straight to the Xingyuan Daoist, who was a head taller than ordinary people, and looked down at the Xingyuan Daoist.

"You should know that I don't believe in this, I only believe in fists." Kuafu slowly stretched out his hand towards Xingyuan Dao Chief, his palm spread out, and a crimson tattoo that looked like an eye was drawn on his palm.

Xingyuan Dao Changjing put the bamboo stick in his palm, and then said, "Since you don't believe it, why bother? ”

Father Kua didn't respond immediately, but just looked up and smiled contemptuously. "Omniscient is omnipotent? I just want to lend your hand to tell it ......"

He paused deliberately, as if there was an infinite flame in his eyes, and the sun behind him was even darker, as if at this moment, he was the only sun in this room!

"I just want to tell it that I'm coming."

Daoist Xingyuan looked at the golden light in Father Kua's eyes, but he was not affected much, he just yawned lazily, "It's none of my business how you fight." ”

"As one of the people who created the Sunstriders, you should know exactly what I want to do." Kua's father's eyes were blazing, and even the tattoos on his body shone a little.

"That's why I'm here to help you." Daoist Xingyuan said this, the look of laziness on his face was much less, and he said seriously: "If you lose your original goal, I will never help you in the slightest. ”

His robe also began to be windless, as if to resist the growing momentum of Kuafu's body, and it was only at this time that he showed a bit of the power of a senior anchor.

"However, you also helped him."

"How's that going?" Xingyuan Dao Chang didn't give an inch, "Heaven and earth are not benevolent, and all things are dogs!" ”

"Since they are all dogs, why save each other!"

"Because I am not this heaven and earth, I am not cultivating a ruthless mind that is too forgetful." At this time, the sleepiness in the eyes of the Xingyuan Daoist was completely gone, and he stared at Kuafu's eyes, as if he was looking directly at the two suns, and said word by word.

Father Kua lowered his eyelids, the blazing light in his eyes dimmed a lot, and even the whole room was a lot darker, and he said in a low tone, "Then look at it." ”

Daoist Xingyuan also stopped talking, only arched his hand, returned to his previous lazy appearance, and walked out of Kuafu's room.

Kwafu sat back in his seat and looked up at the sun, but his eyes seemed to pass through the sun and look farther away.

"Huh." He sneered, not knowing who he was laughing at.