The moonlight is shining, the summer night is slightly cool, under this good scene, seven adults and a twelve-year-old girl play mahjong......

This has to be put on the ordinary people's house, but it is also ordinary, but this is in the valley, Mulan Xiaoxie, and it is the residence of the Kunlun Mu family. A group of martial arts masters who do not pay attention to mundane things on weekdays play mahjong happily? Isn't this too down-to-earth......

This kind of weird scene, the parties themselves can't notice it, and they have fun playing with it, but the three of them, Feng Evil and Mu Xin, have just come back from outside, and they thought that everyone was asleep at this point.

"Leng Cen! what are you doing?!"

Far away, people come before they hear.

Feng Xie looked at these people and really didn't know how to react. And other people, either they are guests, or they are not familiar, and then there is the big cousin who has never had the style of a brother, and Leng Cen is probably the only one who can make him angry.

It's a pity that this self-fighting reunited with his sister Leng Li, and he never tolerated others in his eyes.

Leng Cen rubbed mahjong and didn't look back, but his upper lip touched his lower lip and replied with three words, "Play mahjong." ”

It's okay not to say this, but it's really choking to say it.

"Uh......

Wind Evil ......

Did you know where Shepherd had gone from the beginning?"

Mu Feibai smiled reluctantly, as the most capable person here, it was his duty to ease the atmosphere.

"I know, otherwise would there be any other reason why I wouldn't let you look for it?"

"That, Ye Fengxie, are you a little special to Mu Xin, uh, it's ......"

"That's what, Lei Yunhao, do you have a problem with your brain?"

Feng Evil looked at him coldly, stretched out his hand to fight, and a pair of thin eyes seemed to have become a pair of knives.

I really want to shut his mouth.

This Lei Yunhao, I don't know if the donkey was kicked in his head, and he can also beat the nonsense of thinking about the eight poles all day long.

"I'm sorry everyone, I'm worried about you. Mu Xin leaned sideways and said apologetically.

"It's okay, you're okay......"

"Yes, Lei Yunhao is right, it's okay. ”

The fifth willow stood up and bowed slightly, at this time, he was a famous man.

"Mu Xin, don't do such a thing in the future. ”

Mu Feibai smiled solemnly and handed Mu Xin a cup.

In the cup, there is wine. The wine is colorless, the cup is pure white, this wine is the unique wine of the Mu family, and the snow moon is gorgeous.

This wine is considered a liquor, but it is made from flowers, so it has a faint floral fragrance from beginning to end. The wine is fragrant and cold, because the water used to make wine is from the glacial lake at the highest point in Kunlun.

The glass touches lightly, and the wine enters the mouth, slightly sweet and slightly cool, but when it enters the throat, it feels extremely strong, and the burning sensation does not go away.

"Alright, the wine is drunk, let's talk about something else. ”

As he spoke, Feng Xie took the empty cup from Mu Xin's hand, poured a cup himself, tasted it, and felt good.

"Lei Yunhao, what are you doing here?"

"Why can't I come? Fifth Erliu and Chu Qingqing are here, I will definitely come. You're famous now, everyone is afraid of you, and everyone is thinking about how to kill you. One more person, you don't have to be polite to me. ”

"I'm polite to you? When will you see who I'm polite to? Forget it, I'm here, stay first, and come with me to Maoshan tomorrow." ”

"To Maoshan?"

"Hmm. There are so many things that have happened lately, and I need to sort them out. In addition, Maoshan and Changqing Gate have already been branded by me, even if I washed the Seven Gates with blood before, and used the lives of one hundred and seven people to establish power, it would only knock on the mountain and shock the tiger. Those who want to deal with me, once they think of a way to prepare, will definitely not let them go.

Now that the rain is coming, defensive measures are necessary. In order to ensure everyone's safety, I have to set up a few formations, otherwise something like that of the Earthquake Group will happen a second time. ”

Feng Evil's face was solemn, and his gaze swept over them one by one. Not a suspicion, but a confirmation.

At this time, Ye Fengxie is the most dangerous existence in the whole world, it is dangerous for others to get close to him, and his own situation is equally dangerous.

The identity of the public enemy of the world has been hidden, and the momentum of saber rattling has also been achieved. After the Seven Gates Night Kill, no matter whether there is a new hatred or an old hatred with the Wind Evil, no matter what the reason for the Wind Evil, everyone will regard him as a murderous maniac.

The wind is as evil as a demon, regardless of personality and means, it is an outlier in the ancient martial arts world. What's more, he still holds the treasure he brought back from Shennong in his hand. After that, or after killing one hundred and seven people from the Seven Sects from the Wind Evil, the people of the entire Ancient Martial Realm were eager to get rid of him as soon as possible.

Now, they don't move, because no sect has the courage to take revenge on the Wind Evil alone, or even the Wind Evil that they will face after defeat. Gu Wu has been separated since ancient times, and they can't form a united front immediately, and they can't find a way to win immediately, so they have to wait, wait for a suitable opportunity.

Once the opportunity comes, the worst-case scenario is that more than 50 comprehensive alliances in the ancient martial arts world will unanimously target Ye Fengxie, who is only supported by the five families of the Chu family, Lixiangwu, the fifth collector's villa, the Lei family's Thunderbolt Hall, Maoshan, and Changqingmen.

Although the Wind Evil is strong, the situation at this time can no longer be solved by fighting alone, and for supporters such as Chu Qingqing and Gu Xizi, relative to the help they provide, the Wind Evil must be safely protected.

"Okay, it's not early, you go to bed first, and go to Maoshan early tomorrow morning. ”

"Good. ”

......

The deep valley is silent, and some subtle changes are quietly taking place in the valley.

Some of the water has changed direction, some of the trees have changed their orientation, and the surrounding peaks are missing some rocks.

The soul mark flickered, and the leaf veins were derived......

In the night sky, light blue ripples stretched out into the deep sky, and fierce figures crossed into the void, holding swords vertically and horizontally.

He used the earth veins and mountains and stones as the base of the formation, the water flow as the formation pattern, the wood as the array of ghosts, the jade as the dish, the essence of blood as the guide, and the spiritual fire as the medium. Move wood and chisel mountains, burn souls as bridges, connect the stars, combine the power of heaven, earth and man for the five elements, and the power of the fallen heaven and machine for the burial of immortals.

At dawn, the formation was formed, a gust of mountain wind howled, and the fog rose between the valleys, and in the fog, there were five layers of magic circles superimposed on top of each other, which seemed to run through the valleys irregularly.

The wind evil shook its body and fell, and a little spiritual fire flickered and annihilated at its fingertips.

He pointed two fingers of his right hand at the center of his eyebrows, and spat out the word "hidden" between his teeth, and then disappeared into the fog that gradually dissipated.

It may be that the temperature at dawn is relatively low, and Feng Xie feels cold all over, he swallows a few pills, and then sleeps for a while. When he woke up, it was already dawn, and his complexion had recovered a lot.

Before leaving, the wind evil gave Mu Xin a blood. This blood is just ordinary blood, not the essence blood that was consumed last night, so even if you lose a third, it is nothing more than numbness and coldness, and there is no other discomfort.

These two are now sick seedlings, Mu Feibai specially asked people to prepare breakfast, early in the morning it was ginseng stewed chicken soup, snow clam deer antler stewed matsutake mushroom and the like, but this is also against the appetite of the wind evil.