Hearing this, Lin Feng shook his head indifferently, raised his head to meet Murong Ye Fan's gaze, and responded: "Brother Ye Fan, you don't have to praise me anymore, I'm embarrassed to make my little brother!"

Han Zheng nodded, then looked around at Murong Yanlan and the others, and asked solemnly, "Do you three want to go back, or continue to cultivate in the Desolate Mountain Range?"

This sentence woke up Murong Yanlan in an instant, and her beautiful eyes looked at Lin Feng, and then she raised her head and said, "Uncle, my father must be very happy with the news that you are alive."

"Hehe......" Han Zheng smiled indifferently, looked around at the three of them with kind eyes, and responded: "You go back and tell Brother Ling Ye that the old man will definitely come to visit when he is free, and he has not been back for so many years." ”

"Well, uncle, my second brother and I will go back first, and the third sister will stay in Fengmeng first!" Murong Yefan, who was standing on the side, smiled slightly when he heard this, turned his head to look at Murong Yanlan, and answered.

"Uncle!" Murong Yanlan on the side, as if he had changed, pulled Han Zheng's sleeves, and said coquettishly: "I remember when I was young, Yan Lan had the best time with my uncle, at that time, except for my father, only my uncle loved me the most, and now that I am finally by my uncle's side, Yan Lan wants to accompany you more." ”

Murong Yefan's decision was difficult for Lin Feng to understand, but he didn't have much understanding of the relationship between the teacher and the Murong family, maybe it was really as Murong Yanlan said, but the relationship between her and the teacher was very good, but I was afraid that they had a purpose.

"Haha......" Hearing this, Han smiled on his face, gently stroked Murong Yanlan's hair, faintly exuding a fragrant smell, and then looked up at Murong Yefan and the two, pondered for a while, and responded: "Okay, but if Ling Ye is free, the old man welcomes him to Fengmeng at any time!"

Murong Yefan, who was on the side, nodded with a smile, turned his head to look at Murong Yanlan, and admonished: "Third sister, you have to listen to your uncle's words in Fengmeng, and you can't get into trouble, you know?"

Murong Yanlan, who was sticking to Han Zheng's side, nodded heavily, and said helplessly: "Oh, I know, big brother, I'm not a child, you're always so verbose." ”

Hearing this, Murong Yefan smiled indifferently and said, "That's good, uncle, then let's go back first!" Han Zheng, who was standing on the side, nodded with a smile and advised, "Be careful on the road!"

"Brother Lin Feng, farewell!"

"Farewell!

As soon as the words landed, two black shadows turned into Changhong, rushed forward, and disappeared into the sky in a blink of an eye, spreading across the scorched open land, and three black shadows stood up, staring at the front of Changhong.

"Teacher, shall we go back or continue to cultivate?" Lin Feng, who was standing on the side, turned his head to look around at the two of them, and asked indifferently, with the relationship between the teacher and the Murong clan, if it is co-opted, the Feng Alliance will have one more ally in the Saint Luo Continent, which can be said to be an increased bargaining chip for the Feng League.

Hearing this, Han Zheng pondered for a while, looked up at the surroundings, and said lightly: "The Desolate Mountain Range can be described as a good place for cultivation, since you are here, you must not give up such a good opportunity to continue cultivating!"

After speaking, Lin Feng nodded, turned his head to look at Murong Yanlan on the side, and could see from his eyes that this was obviously waiting for her reply, of course, Murong Yanlan was not a fool, raised his head to meet Lin Feng's gaze, shrugged his shoulders, and replied casually: "I'm casual, follow my uncle's arrangement!"

As soon as the words fell, Han Zheng smiled slightly, turned his head and looked around carefully, his expression suddenly looked solemn, he waved his hand at the two of them, and shouted softly: "Let's go forward, be careful!" ......

A large hall towering into the clouds, standing majestically in the northwest direction of the Shengluo Continent, looking up, there are a total of eighteen floors, splendid, magnificent, can be described as making people have a sense of insignificance, faintly exuding an ancient and majestic atmosphere, surrounded by a white mist like white milk, walking into it as if falling into a fairyland, this is the headquarters of the Murong family, named Murong Golden Palace, it can be seen that the Murong family, as one of the oldest families in the soul world, has financial resources and strength, which can not be compared with ordinary forces.

"Woohoo!"

Suddenly, two black shadows broke out of the air, and suddenly stood in front of the gate, the spacious gate, there were two guards standing, dressed in uniform clothing, faintly looking, the strength has reached the level of the Soul Emperor, if Lin Feng saw it with his own eyes, I am afraid that he would vomit blood and die, two pairs of sharp eyes, skimming the two men standing in front of the door, hurriedly ran over, and respectfully greeted: "Big young master! Second young master!"

The two nodded indifferently, and then walked into the door, greeted by a burst of fragrant flowers, which was refreshing, but being in it, as if walking into a spiral castle, what caught their eyes was that a circular open space, surrounded by fragrant flowers and plants, in the middle of the arc stood a fountain that seemed to be moved by a dragon's head, surrounded by rows of empty rooms, but it exuded an ancient and wild atmosphere.

"Big brother, let's tell my father about my uncle's affairs first, after all, my father has been looking for thousands of years. Wearing a cloak and smiling like a donkey, he turned his head to look at the man standing beside him and asked, apparently waiting for the latter's reply.

Hearing this, the rugged man on the side nodded indifferently and said, "Second brother is right, the news of my uncle's life may shock the entire Murong family, I don't know what kind of expressions those retreat elders will have when they hear this news." After speaking, the corners of his mouth outlined a grim smile.

As soon as he finished speaking, the two black shadows suddenly turned into streamers, rushed to a certain floor above, and pounced wildly, just for a short moment, in the spiral-shaped seventeen-story building, at a glance, rows of empty houses, but it was filled with an ancient and thick atmosphere, two dazzling streamers, condensed into two black shadows for a while, faintly standing in the corridor, but his face looked extremely dignified, obviously not daring to have the slightest slack.

The two glanced at each other, stepping on light steps, like a dragonfly dotting water, with a faint gas spreading around their bodies, and even standing in front of one of the houses, the rough man led by him knocked lightly on the door, and suddenly a thick and loud voice quietly resounded, and said, "Come in!"

"Squeak!"

The door of the room slowly opened, and an ancient and violent aura came to the face for a while, and the whole room was filled with thick and barbaric clouds, as if entering a fairyland, but this breath should not be underestimated, and those who have cultivated to a higher strength will know what this breath emitted can represent.

"Meet my father!"

"I've seen my father!"

The two men who walked into the room, as if they had changed into a different person, their faces were extremely solemn, they bowed slightly, and greeted in a low voice, obviously for the latter's strength, the two men did not dare to have the slightest presumptuousness.

"Well, what about Yanlan?"

On the wide ancient bed, there is a white curtain in front of it, but it can be seen faintly, a black shadow is sitting cross-legged in it, but the aura emanating from the surroundings makes people feel more and more palpitations, as if Mount Tai is pressing on the top, and there is a faint pain in the heart, obviously the strength of the latter can be said to have reached a high level of cultivation.