The young child was finally willing to get off Lu Feng's neck and stand in front of Lu Feng. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info may feel a little uncomfortable looking up at Lu Feng, so he flew up and was on par with Lu Feng.

If Lu Feng couldn't guess the identity of the young boy at this time, it could only be said that he was too stupid.

Young children are naturally the spirits of the Da Luo Heavenly Mirror.

Lu Feng believed that this machine spirit knew his father. Back then, Lu Shensheng was practicing in the Taigu Divine Mountain, and it was not unbelievable that the instrument spirit of the Da Luo Heavenly Mirror knew him.

"Since you don't want to call me uncle, just call me every day like Brother Lu. ”

Crooked face every day, looking innocent. It's hard to imagine that this is the spirit of the ancient Shenshan Town.

Finally, after a few moments, Tian Tian finally let Lu Feng go and let him go to the trial.

"Can't you be a relation?"

Lu Feng looked at Tian Tian with anticipation, thinking that he was also his father's little brother, so it would be okay to give it a convenience.

What answered him was a tender little hand, which was mercilessly pressed on Lu Feng's head.

"W-!"

Lu Feng cursed, the ground under his feet disappeared in an instant, and his whole body fell down rapidly.

After a moment, Lu Feng's soles felt the solid ground again. Surrounded by noisy human voices, Zhang Xiaopang stood next to him.

"What's wrong?"

No matter how Zhang Xiaopang looked at it, he felt that Lu Feng's expression was a little hideous.

"I'm by a bunny cub whose face is bigger than a basin!"

Land Breeze Airway.

After venting his anger, Lu Feng paid attention to the content of this trial.

This is a barren world, with no mountains, no flowing water, no flowers, trees, insects and birds. But in front of the line of sight, there stood a lonely staircase.

The cyan rock stretches from the bottom to the top, with ninety-nine steps. The steps are not smooth, as if they were made of rock knives and axes, extremely rough, full of the atmosphere of antiquity, as if they have gone through an extremely long time.

Ladder to the sky. Here is the name of the staircase.

Lu Feng looked at this lonely ladder to the sky, imagining that there was once a man who was invincible on this road, domineering and arrogant, and swept away ninety percent of the trialists with the power of one person.

It's really overbearing!

Lu Feng thought about these things, and his heart couldn't help but be full of enthusiasm. Since those days, the Holy Maiden of Long Yao told Lu Feng some deeds of Lu Shensheng. He was completely convinced of his father.

In the words of the little aunt Longchi Holy Maiden, I have never seen a man who can cause more trouble than Lu Shensheng. No one is convinced, and everyone dares to fight, but he is talented and evil, and the opportunity is excellent. In the years when Lu Shensheng was extremely active, many of the young disciples of various sects, and even among the older generation of strong men, were beaten by Lu Shensheng.

"Lu Feng, open your Qiankun bag, I'm hungry!"

Zhang Xiaopang's words extinguished most of the blood in Lu Feng's heart.

How can you eat so much!

You have a bucket of blood, and you are still gluttonous with blood!

Lu Feng trampled Zhang Xiaopang in his heart, but he had to resign himself to taking out the Qiankun bag.

Lu Feng's movements instantly attracted the attention of a group of people.

Qiankun bags are a rare good thing. Even some powerhouses who have just entered the secret realm of the Xuan Dao may not be able to possess them.

Generally, a warrior with a good family background has at most a storage ring or bracelet, which is already a status symbol.

It is far more difficult to condense a complex space on a soft fabric than it is to condense on a metal object. On top of that, even the most ordinary Qiankun bag has more storage space than the best storage rings.

Lu Feng's Qiankun bag was given by the Holy Maiden of Long Yao. For a powerhouse of the Shinto Secret Realm, this is not a very rare thing.

"I'm really envious, I guess this Qiankun bag is also a great treasure, right?"

"This is a descendant disciple of a big family. was willing to give the Qiankun bag. How come I've never seen it? I don't know what kind of awesome stuff this is going to pull out. A disciple of a big family pondered.

The eyes of hundreds of people nearby, either disguised or stared directly, all looked at this place.

Zhang Xiaopang looked at Lu Feng tightly.

Bang la blah.

“............”

“............”

The crowd's eyes widened and they were stunned.

I saw a small open space in front of Lu Feng, and suddenly there were a few roast chickens with lotus leaf buns, steaming cage drawers, a few plates of delicate pastries, and a few big steamed buns.

Are you here for a picnic?

Someone's face darkened and he felt like his heart was dripping blood. The precious Qiankun bag was actually used to hold these greasy foods.

Tyrannical Creatures! Tyrannical Creatures!

Some people wailed in their hearts, hating to snatch the Qiankun bag in Lu Feng's hand. I feel that this is dishonoring the treasure.

Zhang Xiaopang didn't care about this, he picked it up and ate it, his mouth opened and closed, and he made a chirping sound.

"Hmph, where did the nouveau riche come from, what do you think of the Divine Mountain Trial?

Someone spoke up, obviously because they couldn't get used to the behavior of Lu Feng and the others.

The nouveau riche obviously fits the image of Lu Feng at the moment. A person who can eat in a bag is not an upstart?

"It's your business. ”

Lu Feng rolled his eyes and went back without hesitation.

"You!"

The man was furious, and his face became unusually ugly.

"Young Master, stop your anger. Why should you be like such a person? Immediately someone beside the man tried to persuade him.

"Hmm, I remember that this is not Yan Zhi of the Streamer Secret Realm? Someone seemed to recognize the person who had just spoken sarcastically about Lu Feng, and immediately explained it out loud.

"I remembered that Yan Zhi was respectfully called the Flying Smoke Boy. Born to fly smoke. People who are born with smoke tend to weigh only one percent of the weight of the average person. Practicing body martial arts, moving like clouds and smoke, people can't touch the traces. ”

With everyone's words, Yan Zhi's identity was known to everyone.

Physique is a gift from heaven to a warrior. People with a natural physique are naturally more likely to set foot on martial arts than ordinary people.

Of course, there are no absolutes in the world. There are also many extremely strong people who only rely on their physical bodies to suppress one side, and they are not weak and have a natural physique.

But people must admit that those who are born with a physical constitution do win at the starting line.

The swallow is dressed in white, and the cloud-shrouded scene is shown with ink-colored threads. Holding a folding fan in his hand, he shook it gently, looking like a handsome man.

Hearing everyone's discussion at this moment, Yan Zhi couldn't help but squint his eyes, feeling a little proud in his heart. At the age of less than twenty, he already has some small fame, which is indeed extraordinary.

Yan Zhi's gaze fell on the two nouveau riche again, thinking, listening to his introduction, there should always be some respect.

"Hiccup. ”

Zhang Xiaopang burped.

Particularly loud.