Terrifying tremors rang out from every floor of the Chunfeng Building, and the entire pavilion was filled with a terrifying vortex of true qi.

This whole building was filled with cultivators!

Duan Lizheng finally understood where his uneasiness came from, but it was too late.

The entire Chunfeng Building was like a huge sleeping monster, and it woke up at this time.

The dark pavilion is lit up with lights, but instead of light and warmth, this light brings horror and danger, like a lantern at the entrance to hell.

The lamps on the walls of the top rooms were also lit, illuminating the solemn faces of the young girls and the men in black who poured up from downstairs like water.

The atmosphere in the whole building was tense to the extreme.

Unlike Duan Lizheng, who looked behind him in shock, Zhu Luan still just stared at the Wanyan Shuoye in front of him...... and the teenager beside him.

"You are indeed a special woman," Wan Yanshuo said in the night, "Since you have followed the agreement, I will also follow the agreement." ”

A black line flashed in midair.

Zhu Luan stretched out his hand and caught his sword.

She stared at the black sword in her hand and raised her head, her eyes shining like stars.

"And one more."

"At this time, you still dare to bargain with others," Wan Yanshuo smiled instead of being annoyed, shook his head and said, "It's only you." ”

The strip of cloth wrapped in the cold moon had long since disappeared under his true qi, and he stared at the white porcelain scabbard and frowned, "One black and one white......

"It's an eyesore."

Zhu Luan felt that Duan Lizheng's true qi behind him had risen to the highest value almost immediately, and he was on the verge of exploding.

"After Yan Shuoye, if you dare to break the scabbard of this sword, we are not done with this matter," Zhu Luan pulled out the sword from the sheath.

Wan Yan Shuoye's brows tightened, then he sighed and reached out.

Zhu Luan caught the cold moon, and then immediately handed it to Duan Lizheng.

Duan Lizheng drew his sword out of its sheath and stood beside Zhu Luan.

Zhu Luan didn't expect him to be so cooperative, and his expression was a little complicated.

"Fourth Highness, this is not the same as what we said."

A deep male voice suddenly rang out from inside the room.

Zhu Luan heard the prestige, but saw that this voice actually came from the mouth of a young man named Yulang.

The boy's face contorted, and a male voice came out of his mouth that was completely different from his original voice.

"You're still so disgusting," Wan Yan Shuo stared at Yulang with interest, as if looking at another person through him.

"Is it that terrible to be in front of people?"

"Lord, you ......" Cold sweat trickled down Yulang's forehead, looking painful and embarrassed.

"Don't resist, your lord has possessed his divine sense on you." Wan Yan Shuo said at night.

Zhu Luan's pupils shrank, and then he immediately used True Yuan to search.

Someone, just hiding not far away, manipulating the teenager.

"Don't look for it, with your current skills, you can't find me." The voice sounded like a ghost.

"Are you ......," Zhu Luan asked with a frown.

Wan Yan Shuoye interrupted her and laughed softly, "I don't remember what I said to you. ”

"It's really cold," the man's voice said, "before leaving, your master entrusted you to me, and you promised to cooperate with us." ”

"Will anyone believe my words?" Wan Yan Shuoye sneered, "I remember that you never took mongrels in your eyes before. ”

"That's because I didn't expect Your Royal Highness to hide so deeply," the man's voice was full of regret, "Even I can deceive, and I am worthy of being the person your master has taken a fancy to." ”

"I'm not hiding anything," Wan Yan chuckled.

"The most useless ascension in history," the man laughed, and the laughter was eerie and creepy.

"It's not easy to convince everybody of that," he continued, "and it's a shame that you have such strength and you have no interest in all the fighting." ”

"Who knows, it's just your cover-up," said the man, "if you don't have the privilege of watching from the sidelines this time, you'll be betting on the wrong person." ”

"It's just amazing." He exclaimed.

"Compared to you, the Third Highness is simply not worth mentioning."

"So you killed him?" Wan Yan Shuo said lightly.

"If you see the wrong person, you have to correct it," the man chuckled.

"Who do you have your eye on again?" Wan Yan Shuoye sneered, "I'm a person who doesn't bother to do anything." ”

Duan Lizheng was stunned when he listened to the conversation between the two, and his breath was unsteady for a while.

"What's wrong?" Zhu Luan asked.

Duan Lizheng endured the shaking in his heart and whispered everything he saw on the second floor.

He originally thought that this man was instructing his subordinates to do it.

"It's not him," Zhu Luan said, with a complicated expression, "He won't get his hands dirty." ”

This man is better at borrowing a knife to kill people.

"I want to snatch you back more and more," Wan Yan Shuoye was still distracted and kept paying attention to Zhu Luan's side, and laughed when he heard this, "It's really touching to know me so well." ”

"Then snatch her back," the man's shrill laugh rang out from inside the room, "I don't need anything from you, Your Highness, just restrain this woman." ”

"My mission is to prevent her from going to the Divine Capital, whether she lives or dies," he continued, "but since Her Royal Highness is sincere, it is better to bring her back." ”

The man's voice was full of demagoguery, "Isn't it the best of both worlds." ”

"But I don't want to use too strong tactics," Wan Yanshuo said nightly, "after all, I really don't like fighting." ”

He sighed, "It's troublesome for these two to join forces to resist. ”

"This kid will naturally be handed over to me," the man said, "Your Highness don't worry about this. ”

The man looked at Wan Yan Shuo, who was motionless, and paused, and slowly added.

"That's what your master meant, too."

The atmosphere in the room changed.

Zhu Luan had an ominous premonition in her heart, and at this moment, Wan Yan Shuoye raised her eyes to look at her again.

This time, his eyes changed from before.

Zhu Luan's heart jumped, and he clenched the naked sword in his hand.

She looked at Yulang who looked pained over there, her eyes slightly gloomy.

She didn't know who Master Yan Shuoye was, but now, this man had obviously made up his mind.

It's too fast.

Zhu Luan's palms were sweaty.

If we can get around until the second half of the night, everything will still turn around, but is it too late?

"Since Master said so, there is no way," Wan Yan Shuo let out a helpless and complicated smile and stretched out his hand to his side.

The old man in black handed a long object to the palm of his hand.

Zhu Luan's pupils shrank.

It's a long knife.

The shape of this knife is somewhat familiar.

Wan Yan Shuo pulled out the knife out of the sheath at night, looking regretful.

"I wasn't going to do anything with you," he said, and before he could say the next word, a bright flash of light swept through the room.

The long blade had already arrived in front of Zhu Luan.

It's so fast!

Is this the strength of this man?

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