(Degree of Literature) "He's our sect leader, and we've set a trap ahead of us, just in case," the big fat man said in a slurch.

"Hurry down the mountain, hurry up and ......" Dahan hurriedly gathered a group of brothers and hurriedly ran down the mountain.

"Young Master Chu, who is the person on the top of the mountain?" Yu Yazi asked strangely.

But it was nothing for a few people to see that Lin Feng was safe and sound, but without spending a single soldier, they actually quieted down the robbers on the top of the mountain, which was what puzzled everyone.

As soon as Yu Yazi finished speaking, he heard the people on the top of the mountain galloping like thousands of horses galloping down the mountain.

"Didn't you say it was done?" Yu Yazi looked at Lin Feng and asked strangely.

At this time, Lin Feng was also surprised.

"I have obviously said it just now, I am the Young Sect Master of the Demon Spirit Sect, are they not from the Demon Spirit Sect, or they don't recognize me as the Young Sect Master at all, didn't my grandfather say that as long as there is a token, he is the leader of the Demon Spirit Sect?" Lin Feng said in his belly.

More than a dozen people began to be on full alert, watching more and more bandits from the top of the mountain, swarming and chrysalis.

"Less Teaching ......"

"Young man......" the one-eyed man shouted loudly.

Lin Feng also saw the bandit leader and ran towards him with a smile.

"Hi hi ........." The one-eyed man stood in front of Lin Feng with a weak breath, while a group of brothers behind him were dozens of meters away.

"Less...... "I forgot to tell you that there is a barricade we set up in front of you, and there are a lot of poisonous hidden weapons in it," the one-eyed man gasped.

"That's it?" Lin Feng sighed.

The tense nerves of the other dozen or so people instantly relaxed.

"I'll show you the way," said the big man, meeting his brothers who had just arrived, and walking towards the cliff.

The brothers in the front row took out a lot of hidden weapons from stones, weeds, weeds, and tree branches.

"Hehe" The one-eyed man followed behind Lin Feng, hehe, very respectful.

The dozen or so people behind him felt that this Lin Feng was becoming more and more mysterious.

can actually train such a fierce person to obey it, and it is impossible to have a single soldier.

A team of several hundred brothers has been moving forward for more than ten kilometers.

The sunset is infinitely good, just near dusk.

"Young Sect Master, it's not our mountain ahead, if he wants us to ......," the big man whispered to Lin Feng.

"No need, you go to Kyoto, find the master of Tsing Yi, and she will arrange for you." Lin Feng looked at Shenyang who had fallen into the West Mountain, and after saying goodbye to this robber, he continued to move forward with a group of people.

I didn't encounter any situation along the way, and more than a dozen people were all safe, but in the eyes of these students, Lin Feng's stability and supernatural powers were deeply rooted in everyone's hearts.

"Chu Feng, now that the sun has set, should we take a rest first," although Cang Xue was riding on a horse, she saw that the state of several spirit mages behind her was a little difficult, and she couldn't help but say to Lin Feng with some worry.

"There's a river in front of us, called Wanqianchuan, let's set up camp there." Lin Feng held the map in his hand, looked at it and said.

Dozens of people were exhausted, but they finally arrived at this place where the mountains and rivers converged.

"This should be the Thousand Thousand River?" Lin Feng saw that there were crisscrossing rivers everywhere, but a deep pool of spring water flowing down from each mountain and river.

The pond is not big, it is more than 100 meters, and the surrounding mountains and rivers have integrated into the spring water, irrigating the deep pool, but this pool water does not overflow, but is a bottomless pit.

"Let's just rest here, right?" Yu Yazi's muscles trembled.

More than a dozen people took out small tents one by one and set up camp by the pond.

The breeze blew, and a ghostly figure flashed from the horizontal plaque of Lin Jiabao.

Linjiabao is like the past, the fort is like the street of the capital in general, the sound of selling, the noise, the teahouse and the restaurant, the same lively and extraordinary, here seems to be a paradise, the last fire burned the restaurant, the yarn mill has started to make a living again.

The ghostly figure walked across the street towards the ancestral hall of Lin Jiabao.

This is where Yun Tiannan and the important people of the Lin family live, and the guards in the main hall are a group of five, which is also what Lin Feng instructed Yun Tiannan before leaving.

Similarly, before Lin Feng set off, he also instructed Liu Fengjiu, the master of the Tsing Yi Hall, to help take care of the people of Lin Jiabao, which was also to prevent Wan Qing or the Demon Spirit Sect from attacking.

Although Linjiabao is different from the past, the strict barriers are very good, but they are not sparse. The silent figure still dodged the heavy guards.

"Xiaolian, Miss is not at home, if you want to go home and have a look, just go back?" Yun Tiannan said to a teenage girl with a tired body.

"Steward Yun, in fact, this is my home, I just asked my parents to go back a few days ago, my parents are in good health, and Miss also gave them some money," Xiaolian said happily.

This girl is Lin Ningning's maid, but Lin Ningning treats her as a sister, and the relationship between the two is also very good.

Yun Tiannan smiled and walked towards his bedroom.

Yun Tiannan just wanted to push open his door, but his hand stopped in mid-air.

A breath made Yun Tiannan, who wanted to enter the house, stop.

Yun Tiannan didn't turn around immediately, and this aura became more and more intense.

"It's not just that old friend, who came late at night, and hopes to show up?" Yun Tiannan said vigilantly.

But there was no one in the void who spoke.

A bright light flashed behind Yun Tiannan.

It's a killing machine.

Yun Tiannan's right foot drew a circular arc in place, but his body turned around, dodging the dark sword that caught a glimpse of him.

"You don't know how to use a sword, but you still need to use a sword?" Yun Tiannan's face did not show anger after speaking, but with a hint of ridicule.

But Yun Tiannan arched his hands towards the sky, and the space around him trembled instantly.

"Zhenyin" Yun Tiannan did not stop because of this, but shouted loudly in the space he had blocked, the sound was like a bell, but this voice only sounded in the space he had just blocked, which was also to prevent the people outside from being frightened.

This supernatural power is not the supernatural power of the Spirit Court, but the supernatural power of Yun Tiannan according to the structure of the body of the cultivators of the Spiritual Domain Continent, targeting some invisible people and disturbing the spiritual law of others.

Sure enough, a black figure slowly appeared from the void.

"Sect Leader Ling, don't come unharmed." Yun Tiannan said with a smile.

"Okay, you old gambling king, you have cultivated so much, you actually cracked my mind?" Ling Batian was not angry, but rejoiced.

The two of them are almost three hundred years old, and they are very happy after meeting, and more importantly, they have endless words.

This may be the reason why there is no generation gap in the middle, after all, in the eyes of a bunch of old people, young people are still young people, there will be some generation gap in the middle, and the topics will become relatively few, but the two are not.

"Since you're here, let's go inside." Yun Tiannan took back his spiritual method, and the forbidden space around him became much more relaxed, and his guard was also much lax.

"You're not afraid I'll kill you?" Ling Batian asked strangely.

"Your grandson told me, I already knew that you would stay in Wanhualou for a short time, and you would definitely come to me." Yun Tiannan still said with a mockery.

"This stinky boy, why do you say everything, don't you know who to kiss?" Ling Batian's face was full of scars, and he said.

"There's something he didn't say." Yun Tiannan turned his head to look at the bullying heavenly dao who came over.

"What's the matter?" Ling Batian looked at Yuntian Nandao with strange eyes.

"What about you bastard?" Yun Tiannan glanced at the Heavenly Dao.

"What illegitimate daughter? You old gambler, have you been gambling somewhere lately? Run off at the mouth? Ling Batian said disapprerovingly.

"Hehe, do you really not know or are you pretending to be confused?" Yun Tiannan said with a smile.

This is Yun Tiannan has already set up the wine table, but a pot of high-quality wine has been taken out.

"You old gambler, if you hadn't gambled badly, you would have lost your kingdom, and you wouldn't have broken up your wife, and you still said me?" Ling Batian said without scruples when he saw the wine.

"Hehe, don't mention the sad things, it's all over, we drink today, we haven't drunk for a long time." When Yun Tiannan heard Ling Batian's words, he also changed the topic, and the two of them were already ready not to get drunk and not return.

What kind of royal power and wealth, what kind of gold and jade wing, maybe for these two old men, wine is the medicine to solve all their troubles, and what those young people are looking for has long been forgotten by the two......

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