The night was pouring down, a small pond in the courtyard of the Maoshan Palace, in the cyan pavilion, Si Nanlie and Yan Feng sat opposite each other, and the souls of the dead disciples had all been stored in the Soul Gathering Banner, just waiting for the six realms to be reopened. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

On the marble table in the pavilion, there was nothing but two jugs of wine.

This wine was called by Si Nanlie Yan Feng to drink, Yan Feng also knew that Si Nanlie felt uncomfortable, the loss of Maoshan this time can be said to be the worst in a century, thousands of disciples died, this is all a living human life, the entire Maoshan is in an extremely low state, as the head of the house, he feels guilty and unavoidable.

"Sinan, Xiaobao, what's going on with his life experience?"

Yan Feng had told Si Nanlie about Qin Xiaobao before, and Si Nanlie poured himself a glass of wine and sighed.

"Xiaobao has been with me since I was ten years old, and the first time I met him, he was begging on the side of the road. ”

There was a memory in Si Nanlie's eyes: "I took him in because that day, someone was snatching things wrapped in cloth strips behind him, and when he spread the strips of cloth and showed the knife, I knew that this was by no means an ordinary child." ”

Yan Feng thought about it, and he suddenly remembered a sentence, that was when he escaped from Chuye Temple, before entering the Shark Moon Palace, Qin Xiaobao inadvertently said a word to the fat monk.

It seems that when he was very young, Qin Xiaobao lived in the mountains.

"Have you ever heard of the Ghost Slayer?" Si Nanlie took a sip of wine.

"Ghost slayer? I remember that Xiaobao's knife is called the Ghost Slayer. ”

"That's right, the Ghost Slayer, a forgotten race in the world, has only been a flash in the pan in the long river of history, and then it is in the diffuse wind. ”

"You mean, Xiaobao is a member of the ghost slayer clan?"

Si Nanlie nodded: "That knife is a token." ”

"If I'm not mistaken, Xiaobao should not be an ordinary person in this clan, over the years, I have taught Xiaobao a lot of Taoism, but it's very strange, he can't learn anything, it's not that he is not talented, but in the dark, fate, he will only have the knife in his hand. ”

"Then according to you, Xiaobao shouldn't be a big deal. Yan Feng breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, maybe it was the clan that remembered Qin Xiaobao and now found him back.

"If something happens, how can that monk come back alive. ”

"That's right. ”

Yan Feng smiled, if there was really something, I am afraid that he would have killed the fat monk a long time ago.

And at this moment, in a side hall of Maoshan Mountain, a fat man is in the middle of a group of monks, these monks are all monks of Longyin Temple, and they are the representatives of Longyin Temple in Maoshan.

After all, the Zhengtian Alliance has been established, the alliance has been completed, and the major forces need to have their own people stationed in Maoshan in order for the alliance order to be transmitted.

Because of this, from yesterday to today, the major forces have recognised a person.

Yan Feng, Yan Meng Lao!

Its formidable strength has been transmitted to every force through these representatives, and since then, there has been one more person in the consideration of the major forces, Yan Feng.

"Uncle Shi, do you want to focus more on the strength?" The fat monk was sitting comfortably on the chair, with a few little monks, pinching his shoulders and beating his legs, and the expressions on his face were very complicated.

Reluctant, but afraid.

"Vacuum, are you going back to the temple with me this time, the abbot has mentioned you several times. ”

Opposite him, there was an old monk sitting, looking at the ring scar on his head and the monk's robe on his body, which should be the highest status here.

"Go back?" the fat monk was enjoying himself comfortably with his eyes closed, and suddenly opened his eyes when he heard this.

"What, senior brother, I'll go to the toilet first..."

He stood up and lifted his pants and wanted to run, but he just walked to the door and was about to slip away, when suddenly more than a dozen little monks around him pounced on him.

"Vacuum... It's not that the senior brother said you, you are not at ease when you are always outside, this time you will go back with the senior brother, it just happened that such a big event happened in Maoshan, and you also need to meet the abbot to tell you. ”

"Mmmm

The fat monk was suppressed by a group of little monks, and someone directly plugged the fat monk's mouth with a white cloth, and the fat monk's eyes were round, and the little monk who stuffed the white cloth said sorry.

Longyin Temple, in addition to eating the mouth of the vacuum, it is famous for nagging, if it is not blocked, it is estimated that you can talk to Longyin Temple from Maoshan.

Apparently this old monk can't stand it...

In the poolside pavilion, Yan Feng and Si Nanlie's two pots of wine have been drunk, and the wine is just a pastime, and with a random shock, the cultivation in the body can dispel it.

"Sinan, is there any news from Luo Ze?"

Si Nanlie frowned and shook his head: "The Gongxi family is deeply rooted in the Northwest Desert, and my Maoshan disciples can't penetrate it at all, and the entire Northwest Desert is completely in fog. ”

Hearing this news, Yan Feng's heart couldn't help but worry, although Luo Ze had an almost dry body when he left, but... The ghost refining family, these families that have been inherited for a long time, who knows what kind of existence there will be inside!

Since they dare to refine the drought, there must be some way to control the drought.

"I'll take a trip to the Northwest Desert sometime. ”

Yan Feng raised his head and drank all the wine in the cup, Luo Ze was his brother, and he couldn't sit idly by.

"Okay, I'll send someone to pick you up when the time comes. ”

Si Nanlie was also uncomfortable in his heart, he was the head of the house, and he couldn't leave Maoshan at will, if it weren't for that, he would definitely go with Yan Feng.

"Yes. ”

Yan Feng nodded, and at this moment, a disciple suddenly came.

"See the boss, the elder. ”

"What?"

Si Nanlie asked with a glass of wine.

Someone sent a letter, saying that he would hand it over to Yan Menglao. ”

"For me?"

Yan Feng was slightly surprised that someone had written to him these days.

"Give it to me. ”

"Yes!"

Saying that, this disciple stepped forward and handed Yan Feng a letter, and when he was done, he retreated.

"Who's it? It's not going to be a girl who is going to ask you for a debt. Si Nanlie laughed.

Yan Feng smiled: "You think I'm you?"

Yan Fengke still remembers that when he first met Si Nanlie, this product was running around in major bars and nightclubs, wearing Taoist robes, and he had to say that he was the kind of cosplay who flirted with young ladies everywhere.

opened the envelope, and the five words that caught my eye: 'Brother Yan opened it personally'.

Yan Feng instantly realized that this letter would not be someone else's, it was Li Jianshan's, but Yan Feng was strange, he could call if he was looking for himself, what else could he write.

Thinking about touching his body, he found that the mobile phone didn't know where it flew for a long time, and it was estimated that it wasn't flying anywhere, just yesterday's level of battle, and the mobile phone was estimated to have turned into powder a long time ago.

It is estimated that this Li Jianshan has something to do with himself, and he can't get through the phone, it just so happened that yesterday, he became famous in a fight, you know, there are official people in Maoshan, and after a little inquiry, Li Jianshan can know that he is in Maoshan, so as soon as he knows his position, he immediately wrote to himself.

Unfolding the letter, Yan Feng's eyebrows tightened the more he looked at it, but when he saw the end, he showed a hint of joy on his face.

"What's wrong?"

Si Nanlie watched Yan Feng's expression change, and asked out loud.

"There is chaos in the southern city, and there are ghosts everywhere. ”

Yan Feng said, this is also normal, he and Si Nanlie have already guessed, and it will definitely not be limited to Nancheng, the entire Kyushu, there is chaos, maybe... The north will be slightly better.

"And... My sister, there's a clue. ”

Yan Feng's eyes were full of excitement!

This passage was written at the end of the letter, and it was this sentence that made Yan Feng's face happy!