Quiet, dead as quiet! The demons here from the inside to the outside were all dumbfounded when they looked at the picture in front of them that was reversed too quickly.

Everyone stared at Yang Feng's smiling face in disbelief, secretly guessing in their hearts why his identity could attract so much attention from the young master of the Hehuan Sect.

Especially the jellyfish Yin Ji, who was even more stunned, and her tongue almost didn't flash out.

How could she have thought that this lord of the Xiongfeng Mansion, who had just debuted for less than two years, would be faster than their Demon Cloud Cave when the thighs of the Hehuan Sect were on his side.

And this is not just as simple as being on the side, but being directly regarded as a guest by the Hehuan Sect, how did you do it if you value it so much?

Blinking her eyes that were both envious and jealous, Jellyfish Yin Ji had mixed feelings in her heart.

Looking at Yang Feng's eyes, he became more and more confused.

Where is this surnamed Yang sacred?

Why does such a strange thing happen to him every time?

Not caring about the shock of the people around him, Yuan Hua took three steps and made two steps, and immediately came to Yang Feng, hugged his fists very apologetically and said, "Brother Luo, I'm sorry."

The people below have no eyes, and I hope to forgive me for neglecting you!"

"I'm not surnamed Luo!"

"Huh?

Don't have the surname Luo?"

Yang Feng grinned and said lightly, Yuan Hua was stunned and blinked his big puzzled eyes.

Because when he met Yang Feng and his gang before, Luo Yinghao reported the sign of his own Luoyin Valley, and he thought that these people were all in a group, a family, so he naturally regarded Yang Feng as the Luo family.

But now, Yang Feng actually said that he was not surnamed Luo, Yuan Hua was suddenly confused: "Then you are ......" shrugged disapprerovingly, Yang Feng chuckled and said: "Holy Fire Sect, Yang Feng!"

"Holy Fire Cult?

What family is the Holy Fire Cult?"

With a twitch of his brows, Yuan Hua narrowed his eyes and began to think carefully, recalling in his mind whether there was a name called the Holy Fire Sect among the names of the major super-first-class families.

After all, even if Yang Feng is not surnamed Luo, if he can keep up with the son of the Luo family that day, he must be a noble son of the same family.

But this Holy Fire Sect, why can't he think of it at all?

Yuan Hua was thinking hard, his hair was gray at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he didn't know how many brain cells had died.

Yang Feng secretly laughed in his heart, and said with a dry cough: "Ahem, cough, cough...... Yuan Gongzi, you haven't even heard of the name of our Holy Fire Sect, have you?

The history of our Holy Fire Sect is 100,000 years old!"

What the?

Another 100,000-year-old super-first-class family?

With a shock to his body, Yuan Hua almost stumbled in fright, and fell down in disbelief.

However, when he thought of the previous appearance of him and the Luo family's son, he was also relieved.

The so-called right family, it is precisely because they are both children of a super-first-class family with a history of 100,000 years that they can treat each other so equally.

Otherwise, a super-first-class family like himself for 20 years, next to the son of the Naluo family, is at most a little minion who follows him.

And the state of the two of them at that time was that they could keep up with each other, and they definitely had the same family background.

Suddenly, Yuan Hua had already determined Yang Feng's identity and status, and it was not an existence that he could afford to provoke, and even if he was three points shorter, he smiled and said: "Holy Fire Sect, I have admired the name for a long time, I remembered."

Yang Gongzi was able to come today to participate in the birthday of my ancestor, which really made my Hehuan Sect shine, hehehe!"

"Where, you're welcome.

It's just that you accidentally injured your son before, so you won't hold a grudge. ”

"How is that possible?

A little friction, just a misunderstanding, it's all over, and I'm healed now, so I won't take it to heart, hahaha!"

Yuan Hua looked up to the sky and laughed, laughing with a spring breeze on his face, with a broad mind, as if he would never hold a grudge.

But Yang Feng knew that he didn't hold grudges, but he didn't dare to remember.

For a super-first-class family with a history of 20 years, to remember the hatred of a super-first-class family with a history of 100,000 years, isn't that looking for death?

Moreover, Yang Feng also understood that this Hehuan Sect did hide a heaven-level spirit beast.

Otherwise, the heaven-level Lan Li he left in Yuanhua's injury was not so easy to remove.

"Brother Yang!"

Immediately afterwards, Yuan Hua leaned over, made a gesture of please, and said with a shy smile: "There is still some distance from the courtyard where you welcome guests, please take the vehicle below, and I will personally send you to rest." ”

"Oh?

Then it's better to be respectful than to obey your fate!"

"Please, hahaha!"

Saying that, Yuan Hua had already taken Yang Feng and Bai Lang to sit on his exclusive frame, and drove away all the way, leaving only the stunned people here, unable to come back to their senses for a long time.

After a while, everything here is back to its former hustle and bustle.

The gift of the gift, the passage of the pass.

Jellyfish Yin Ji smashed her mouth, and led a group of subordinates to the depths of the Hehuan Sect, looking up from afar, only to see that it was a stone staircase with no end in sight, towering into the clouds.

In order to show respect for the Hehuan Sect, everyone could not fly in the air, and could only climb up step by step.

On the contrary, Yang Feng and the others had the vehicle of the Yuanhua son, which saved this sin.

Alas, if I had known this, I would have passed with that kid just now and didn't throw him away.

Maybe now, the old lady can also take the car up.

With a long sigh, Jellyfish Yin Ji shook her head with a sigh and began the first step of her long march.

And at the end of that distant staircase, there were countless streams of people, all of whom were the bosses of various demon sects, but they were all moving forward and climbing upward.

The entire corridor is black and pressing, like a group of ants crawling at great speed...... On the other hand, Yang Feng sat on Yuanhua's frame, just like opening a VIP channel, galloping all the way, and soon arrived outside the welcoming courtyard of the Hehuan Sect on the top of the mountain.

Along the way, Yuanhua was very enthusiastic, not at all like he had been taught by Yang Feng, and he probably wanted to hug his thighs.

It's just that others are first- and second-rate families, hugging the thighs of super-first-class families.

He is twenty years old, holding the thigh of 100,000 years old.

"Brother Yang, this is your courtyard, are you still satisfied?"

When he arrived in front of the courtyard, Yuanhua gave him the entire courtyard to live in, covering an area of 1,000 square meters, with an elegant environment, which can be said to be the top treatment.

Yang Feng looked at it casually, nodded and said, "It's okay, it's bigger than my kitchen, make do with it." ”

Not...... His heart froze, Yuan Hua was speechless for a moment, and could only nod awkwardly and smile: "The humble house is simple, I have wronged you, and it can't be compared with the mansion of your wealthy family." ”

"It's definitely not comparable, and I don't care anyway.

I can't ask for that much when I'm away from home. ”

Laughing and shaking his head, Yang Feng raised his head proudly, trying his best to look like a disciple of a wealthy family: "Okay, it's none of your business, you can go on your way...... Oh yes, there's one more thing I ask you. ”

"What's the matter?

Just say it!"

"Among the demon sects who came to you to celebrate their birthdays this time, is there one named Yanhuo Palace?

Are they coming?"

Yang Feng's eyes flashed, and he stared at Yuan Hua tightly and asked about the topic......