239.Chapter 239: Senior Brother, Go All the Way!
Nancheng, in the wreath shop, Xiao Mula and Jiu Ye were playing in the courtyard, Fang Mu was drinking tea alone in the pavilion, on the stone table in front of him, there was a game of black and white chess, playing by himself, suddenly, his eyebrows were furrowed. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
The hand holding Bai Zi suddenly stopped, and in his eyes, on the opposite side, there seemed to be an illusory figure.
It was a young man, handsome, with a hearty smile on his face, and a sunspot in his hand.
"Senior brother, you are wrong again!"
"Hahaha! This is called a flower chicken, but the senior brother is disrespectful!"
After a pause, the white child in Fang Mu's hand was gently placed in the center of the chessboard, and a tear fell on the lonely place in his heart.
The grievances of the past are scattered with the wind...
"Senior brother, go all the way. ”
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On the seventh peak of Maoshan Mountain, in a wooded hut in the mountain, an old man with messy hair, a gray robe that he has been wearing for I don't know how many years, is meditating by the stream at the moment.
"Heaven and earth are immortal, righteousness..."
The last sound was rejected between the nine peaks of Maoshan Mountain.
"Forever...," Xue Wuxian muttered to himself.
picked up a pot of wine beside him, tilted his head and poured it down, and then spilled the other half of the pot on the bluestone in front of him.
"Senior brother, this life is over, it's easy to go. ”
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The lock demon tower, the eighth floor, inside the Jingmen, is so empty at the moment.
With the dissipation of the demons, the remaining ghosts and demons had been strangled by Zhang Dongqing's sword qi for nearly half of the time, and they didn't dare to make trouble at this moment, and they retreated to the corner one after another, not daring to squeak at all.
Yan Feng raised his eyes slightly, Zhang Dongqing's figure had disappeared, only a Qinggang sword was still hovering in the place where Zhang Dongqing dissipated and refused to leave, and sighed in a low voice, Yan Feng stood up.
Looking at the 300,000 souls behind him, Yan Feng frowned, how can these people get it back?
You can't let all these people stay here, and at this moment, one person was squeezed out of the crowd, and it was Wang Hai.
"Master Yan!"
"Vice President Wang. Yan Feng looked at this person, although he hadn't seen him for a long time, he still remembered Wang Hai's appearance, the typical Mediterranean, very easy to recognize.
300,000 people, the eyes looking at Wang Hai at this moment, there is only one word, envy!
can talk to such a person, and no matter what these 300,000 people do, in their eyes at this moment, Yan Feng is an absolute existence.
The first time Wang Hai saw Yan Feng was to ask where his daughter Wang Qi was, and after learning that Wang Qi was fine, especially after answering that he was still with Yan Feng before, he almost didn't laugh crazy.
Yan Feng touched his nose and thought to himself what the hell this old bald man was laughing at.
At this moment, in the sky above the hall, the original Jingmen appeared again, and a yellow talisman appeared with firelight, and the moment it appeared, it fell into Yan Feng's hand.
Holding the Dao talisman between his two fingers, he raised it slightly, and the yellow talisman turned into ash in Yan Feng's hands, and a sound fell into Yan Feng's ears.
"Somebody's in the tower? Can you tell me what's going on?"
This voice, as soon as he heard it, he knew that it was Si Nanlie, Yan Feng frowned, he was worried, and he didn't know what to do, so he hurriedly passed on the situation and what happened here through the Jingmen again through the Dao Fu.
After a while, another talisman came, meaning that Yan Feng would wait a while, and he would immediately unite the disciples to open the Jing Gate.
I didn't open it before because I was afraid of releasing ghosts, but now that the demons are dead, naturally I don't need to think about it so much.
Yan Feng exhaled, as long as he opened the Jingmen and got these souls out, he wouldn't be able to control the rest of the matter.
"Severe wind. ”
At this time, someone shouted Yan Feng, Yan Feng tilted his head slightly, it turned out to be the Bai Fumei in his class, Yan Feng suddenly remembered her name now, it seems that her name is Jiang Zi, no matter what her name is, this kind of rich daughter, full of arrogance, anyway, she has no good impression.
"Is there something wrong?"
"Yes, I'm sorry, I was..."
Yan Feng stretched out his hand and motioned her to pause, Lao Tzu is not familiar with you, I'm sorry for the hair.
"We don't have anything to do with it, so we don't have to. ”
Turning around, at this moment, a burst of blue light began to bloom in the Jingmen of the hall, Jiang Zi behind Yan Feng, there was loss in her eyes, it is estimated that she has never been despised by a man like this in her life, after all, Bai Fumei, there is still a self-esteem complex in her heart.
"Uncle Junior, can you hear me!"
Si Nanlie's voice came from the Jingmen, Yan Feng had a smile on his face, and replied loudly: "Not dead yet!"
Then there was Si Nanlie's laughter from the other end; Uncle Junior, you just come out of Jingmen, and I will let the disciples set up the array to draw them out at one time!"
"Good!"
Yan Feng jumped on the wolf's head, looked at the Qinggang Sword that was still hovering in the place of Zhang Dongqing's Dao, sighed slightly, and made a move with his hand, the Qinggang Sword had some refusal, but it was still back in the sheath behind him, and the master had passed away, which was an indisputable fact.
Carrying two swords and an evil bow, Yan Feng turned his head and looked at the 300,000 life souls.
"Ladies and gentlemen, I hope to keep to your heart what is happening today. ”
Yan Feng's words are so far, these people have experienced today's events, and the worldview in their hearts has been turned upside down, who dares to go out and talk nonsense?
It's not just a joke!
After speaking, Bai Mi jumped and passed directly through the Jingmen, leaving only the 300,000 life souls, all of them with shocked faces, and they had not yet reacted from the horror just now.
But today there is one person who is remembered by them, and that is Yan Feng, the appearance of this young man!
In this life, I am afraid that it is engraved in the soul, and I will not forget it!
Outside the Lock Demon Tower, the figures of Yan Feng and the White Wolf King came out of the Jingmen and fell directly to the ground.
At a glance, I saw Si Nanlie and Zhu Jiumo.
Bai Mi turned into the size of a little white wolf, Yan Feng stepped forward and saluted Zhu Jiumo first, and then gave Si Nanlie a big hug.
"Uncle Junior, are you okay?"
Si Nanlie looked at Yan Feng, just one word, embarrassed, he was almost unclothed at the moment, and then looked at Bai Mi, the snow-white wolf hair was also bloodstained.
"It's okay, just rest for a few days, I'll leave the matter here to you. ”
Yan Feng looked at the eighth layer of the Lock Demon Tower.
"Don't worry, leave it to me, you go and rest first. After speaking, Si Nanlie asked a few disciples to lead the Yanfeng Society to rest in the Maoshan Sect.
Yan Feng didn't shirk either, he was really tired.
But he always felt that he had forgotten something, and rubbed his head...
It doesn't matter, I will rest for a few days first, and then set off for Changbai Mountain!
Nancheng University, next to the ancient well, Wang Qi was wearing suspender pajamas, squatting in a corner around the ancient well, his upper body was draped in a coat with a strong wind, his calves and a pair of small white feet were still exposed, and he was staring at the ancient well and muttering.
"Why hasn't Shu Huang come yet~ Why hasn't he come yet!"
At this moment, suddenly the grass next to her moved.
"Ahh
"Scared the hell out of me... It turned out to be a mouse. Wang Qi patted his big chest, but then he was stunned.
Then he screamed.
"Ahhhh
It was also at this time that the black fog of Nancheng University began to slowly dissipate...