Feng Yi was about to leave, but the conversation of several people once again attracted his attention.

"Of course, the funeral scene of the sect master of the Phantom Heart Sect is big, but some time ago, when the Heavenly Phoenix Sect Mu Hongyan Mu Fairy was promoted to a high-grade venerable and officially became the successor of the Heavenly Phoenix Sect, the scene where the major sect forces went to participate would never be inferior to the funeral of the sect master of the Phantom Heart Sect. ”

"That is, Tianfeng Sect is the head of the twelve famous sects, and Mu Xianzi is the first beauty on the first day of Tianfeng Sect, and she will be in charge of Tianfeng Sect in the end, which sect force wants to make a good impression, the so-called once the son of heaven and a courtier, when Mu Xianzi takes the throne, she will definitely win over and reuse a group of sectarian forces she trusts to escort her and take care of all kinds of trivial matters. ”

"Yes, I was fortunate enough to see Mu Xianzi Xianrong from afar, it was really a country and a city, and it could make the beauties of the world ashamed of themselves. ”

"I heard that the ceremony of the Tianfeng Sect summoning the world to determine the successor, the young master of the sect master of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, who ranked third among the twelve sects of the famous family, courted Mu Hongyan in public and expressed his willingness to join the Tianfeng Sect, but was rejected by Mu Xianzi. ”

"This is normal, a woman like Fairy Mu, there is also a man in the world who is also in her eyes. ”

"By the way, this time the funeral of Feng Yiming, the sect leader of the Phantom Heart Sect, Fairy Mu, who has just become the successor of the Tianfeng Sect, will definitely come to participate on behalf of the Tianfeng Sect. ”

"Haha, you can dream of your toad. ”

Hearing this, Feng Yi got up and left quietly, he had heard the news he wanted to hear the most.

Two days later, the giant passenger ship arrived at the port of the Fantasy Heart City's maritime city.

Feng Yi changed his clothes, changed his appearance, and stepped off the boat. Na Misivak had seen him for what he really was, and it was better for him to disguise himself for the sake of safety.

More than 10,000 large and small warships were moored in the huge port of Phantom Heart City, and countless people were crowded and lively, which was even more lively than the time of the Western Continent Auction Conference at that time.

Feng Yi noticed that every building in Phantom Heart City was draped in black and white gauze, and at a glance, it was all black and white, which formed a sharp contrast with the bustling city.

It stands to reason that the funeral of a sect master, at least in the city of the sect, restricts entertainment, restricts noisy selling, and restricts laughter, making the whole city solemn.

However, the Phantom Heart Sect obviously did not take all kinds of restrictions, but only symbolically dressed it with black and white gauze and silk, and there were noisy crowds everywhere, the sound of selling came and went, and even the laughter of the crowd could be seen anywhere, and the funeral of the sect master lost its fundamental solemn feeling, but it was more like a grand event.

Feng Yi could think that this must be the result of the deliberate indulgence of the various vein masters of the Phantom Heart Sect, and he deliberately let the sect leader Feng Yiming die a troublesome death.

To be honest, Feng Yi can't see it, no matter how cruel the struggle for power is, after all, from the same family, nominally Feng Yiming passed away as the sect master, this surface effort has not been whitewashed, and it seems to be narrow in the hearts of others, how can he be in charge of such a huge sect?

At this time, Feng Yi noticed that a number of guest registration points had been set up in Phantom Heart City to receive the jade plate to enter the Phantom Heart Sect.

Feng Yi's eyes rolled, his mind swept away, and he locked on the old and young who had just received the jade card, the old one looked fairy-like, quite a master, and the few lips were red and white, and he was a handsome young man.

Others may not be able to see it, but Feng Yi can see through their true strength at a glance, the old man is only the realm of a teacher, and the young man is only an eleventh level realm, but there are hidden aura fluctuations on his body, so that others can't see through their depth, but for Feng Yi, who has the eye of the origin of the thousand-eyed demon god, it is not difficult.

"Master, you said that we have to come to the funeral, bad luck. The boy grumbled as he walked.

"Disciple, this is the funeral of the sect master of the Phantom Heart Sect, the Phantom Heart Sect, not to mention the food and drink, let's just take one or two things out in the Phantom Heart Sect, and we have no worries about food and clothing for the past three or five years. The old man stroked the white beard on his chin and said awe-inspiringly.

"Master, are you a little promising, okay? One of us is the sect master of the Infinite Sect, and the other is the chief disciple of the Infinite Sect. The boy was dissatisfied.

"Stupid, there are only two of us in the Infinite Sect now, the big disciple of the fart sect master, it is a great blessing not to starve to death. The old man scolded.

"Master, at that time, I was fooled into the sect of the Infinite Sect by you, and I knew that you were the only one in the Infinite Sect, and I would not enter the Infinite Sect even if I was killed. The boy was indignant.

"Little rabbit cub, if it weren't for the teacher's food and clothing all these years, would you have been able to cultivate to the eleventh-level realm so quickly? The old man said angrily.

Seeing that the master was angry, the young man didn't say anything more, but he was slandered in his heart: What kind of frugality, that's my talent, is it okay, since I broke through to the tenth-level realm, the task of going up the mountain to hunt and fight tooth sacrifices was handed over to me, and I usually have nothing to do but accompany you everywhere to act, is it easy for me?

At this moment, the master and apprentice entered a small alley with their own hearts, and suddenly, they raised their heads, and they were surprised to find that there was an ordinary-looking young man in front of them, looking at them with a smile.

"I don't know what the little friend is doing?" the old man stepped forward and said majestically.

"A small thing, I just want to borrow the jade plate of the two people. Feng Yi smiled.

The master and apprentice glanced at each other, and turned around and ran in unison.

However, before the two of them could take two steps, they collapsed to the ground.

"Hero, it's no problem to pass the jade plate, just don't hurt us. The old man smiled stiffly and threw out the jade card he had just received.

"This is a bit difficult, you master and apprentice are cunning and cunning, what if you go to the informant? Feng Yi said lightly, and a trace of murderous aura escaped out, enveloping the master and apprentice.

"Don't, don't, big brother, if you want to kill me, kill me, let my master go. The boy pleaded.

"Apprentice, don't say stupid things, the master is also learning to waste food when he lives, our Infinite Sect still needs you to pass it on, good man, you can do it, just leave some incense for our sect." The old man said.

"What kind of drama is it playing in front of this master. Feng Yi flicked his fingers and directly knocked the two of them unconscious into the space bead.

There is information about the identity and physiognomy of the holder, which needs to be checked when entering the sect.

Feng Yi changed his appearance into the old man, and walked towards the southern city where the Phantom Heart Sect was located.

"Who is coming?Can there be a jade plaque?" In front of the gate of the Phantom Heart Sect, Feng Yi was stopped by two disciples on duty.

"In the next sentence is worry-free, it is the Sect Master of the Immeasurable Sect, and I came to mourn the Sect Master Feng, this is the jade card of this sect master. Feng Yi said.

Although I heard that Feng Yi was the head of a sect, the two disciples on duty didn't pay attention to it, this kind of sect master who came alone must be the sect master of a broken sect, and they didn't need to be polite to him.

The two checked the information on the jade plate, and then let him enter the Illusory Heart Mountains, where there were special disciples responsible for the reception arrangements.

The foundation hall of the sect master of the Phantom Heart Sect must be on the Tianxin Peak, the main peak of the Tianxin Vein.

However, since the funeral was not officially held at the end of the year, all the guests who came to the funeral were arranged in the guest houses on the peaks around Tianxin Peak.

A fake ninth-rate small sect master like Feng Yi naturally couldn't arrange any good courtyards, but a small courtyard on the edge of the foot of a mountain to the west of Tianxin Peak. The courtyard is very small, but although the sparrows are small, they are simple and fresh.

The small courtyard next to it is inhabited by guests with low status, and they are running around in pairs and twos to win over the relationship, for these small sects, if they want to survive better, it is a very good way to join forces, and there is a lot of power. This funeral was more like a good opportunity for them to communicate.

Therefore, as soon as Feng Yi lived in the courtyard, many people came to visit, but when he learned that there were only two masters and apprentices in this Infinite Sect, they all found excuses to retreat, and it only took less than an hour to go from being in the city to being uncared for, so that Feng Yi had to sigh about the cold state of the world.

In fact, the world of gods and demons is like this, no strength is nothing, don't blame others for being snobbish, the general environment is like this, if you are in the same position, I am afraid that you will do more than others.

However, this is exactly what Feng Yi wants, no one disturbs, and it is very quiet.

"Ah, it's Fairy Mu from the Heavenly Phoenix Sect who is here. ”

"Fairy Mu is here......"

All of a sudden, many people rushed out to watch.

Feng Yi's tranquility was also broken, and his heart jumped suddenly, and he flashed out of the courtyard.

As soon as I got out of the yard, I heard a phoenix chirping, and I saw a huge fire phoenix in the sky covering the sky, and there were many dense people standing on the colorful phoenix, probably nearly 10,000 people.

"The Zhenzong Divine Beast of the Heavenly Phoenix Sect, the Phoenix, has the strength of the legendary Venerable Wangpin, and the phoenix flame on his body can burn everything. ”

"Yes, it's so powerful, worthy of being the boss of the twelve famous sects. ”

"However, where is Fairy Mu?"

"The face of a fairy is something that a mortal like you can easily see. ”

At this time, Mu Hongyan was sitting in a luxurious house at the neck of the fire phoenix, and a man and a woman were sitting opposite her. The man's face was grim, holding a blood-colored demon knife in his arms, and he lowered his eyebrows and did not say a word. The woman's temperament is graceful, her face is beautiful, she is holding a needle and thread to embroider on a brocade handkerchief, and her weak and slender appearance is like a daughter who is raised in the deep boudoir.

But if you know the two of you, you will be surprised, because this young man is the second of the five geniuses of the younger generation of Tianfeng Sect, this person kills people like hemp, sees blood with a knife, has a cold surname, does not like words, is the second person in addition to Mu Hongyan, the realm of the middle grade Venerable.

And the woman who looks weak is Wen Chuchu, who is ranked third, looks pitiful on the outside, and speaks softly and slowly, soft and weak, but people can't look good, she can speak softly while slaughtering in cold blood, which is also the realm of a middle-grade venerable.

"Senior Sister Mu, did you say that the Phantom Heart Sect was too much this time, the funeral of the sect master was so child's play, I think the Feng Sect will not be blind to death. Wen Chuchu whispered softly while embroidering flowers.

"Senior sister, don't underestimate anyone, the person who presided over this funeral was the Purple Yang Vein Lord Mai Xivak, this person is scheming, the city government is very deep, he must have no other meaning in doing this, we are just here to attend the funeral, no matter what happens, we don't have to do much. Mu Hongyan said lightly.

"Maybe it's trying to provoke the young sect master to jump out. The blood song, who had not spoken all this time, interjected.

Mu Hongyan smiled faintly, picked up the crystal cup and put it to her lips, and drank tea elegantly.

And at this moment, Mu Hongyan suddenly felt an extremely faint, but extremely familiar energy fluctuation coming from the countless chaotic energy fluctuations below.

With a "click", Mu Hongyan was slightly distracted, and the crystal cup in his hand was covered with spiderweb-like cracks.

"Senior Sister Mu, what's wrong?" Wen Chuchu asked in surprise, and Xuefang Ge also looked over, obviously Mu Hongyan's abnormality surprised them.

"It's okay, we're here, get ready. Mu Hongyan quickly returned to normal, as if nothing had happened.

The two retreated, and a hint of brilliance flashed unconsciously in Mu Hongyan's beautiful eyes, the villain who had broken her heart, is he also here?

Below, Feng Yi watched the fire phoenix descend on the peak closest to Tianxin Peak, the corner of his mouth smiled slightly, and said in his heart: "Mu Hongyan, Mu Hongyan, if you still have some thoughts about Young Master Ben, you should be aware of it, if you ignore the past, it means that Young Master Ben is not in your heart at all, then, it's okay not to meet." ”

As night fell, the previously quiet mountains of the Phantom Heart were no longer calm.

A cloud of white light shrouded the top of Tianxin Peak, soaring into the sky, and mournful music resounded throughout the night.

With a cup of tea and an ancient book, Mu Hongyan leisurely enjoyed her own world.

"Hongyan smiled at Qingshan Lao, Hongyan was shocked by a sword, I want to give my heart to the sky, in order to seek Hongyan never old. At this moment, a deep song rose to the sky, majestic with countless tenderness and sweetness.

The fire of gossip suddenly ignited in the hearts of all the guests who had come to the funeral, and they all fell silent and pricked up their ears.

"Senior Sister Mu, the young sect master of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect has handed over the amorous sword, please go to the Phantom Heart Stream to meet. Wen Chuchu flashed in and said to Mu Hongyan with a soft smile.

Mu Hongyan's expression was flat, and he said: "Don't pay attention to him, he was so rude at the funeral of the sect master of the Phantom Heart Sect, and the Phantom Heart Sect actually stopped it, I am afraid that the two sects have reached some tacit understanding." ”

Wen Chuchu glanced at Mu Hongyan deeply, she had just noticed the anger in Mu Hongyan's beautiful eyes, and she believed that she was not mistaken.

It is normal for Mu Hongyan not to be angry, it is not normal to be angry, not being angry proves that she doesn't care at all, and being angry proves that it is related to the people and things she cares about.

However, it was obvious that Mu Hongyan didn't have any idea about this amorous sword, so what did she care about?

Could it be that there is someone she likes here, and the amorous sword confesses so much, she is afraid that the person she likes will be angry because he has an idea? Wen Chuchu was taken aback by her conjecture.

Thinking of Mu Hongyan's sudden abnormality when she was on the fire phoenix, Wen Chuchu instinctively felt that she had not guessed wrong.

"Are you okay?" Mu Hongyan said as she stared at Wen Chuchu.

"It's okay, Senior Sister Mu, you can rest. Wen Chuchu retreated.

Mu Hongyan frowned, she knew that her junior sister's keen intuition was very terrifying, and she was very good at speculating on people's hearts, so she was afraid that she would not see anything.

The amorous sword sang for half an hour, and then it died down, making many people straight and amorous The sword was really amorous.

Feng Yi also heard it in his ears, but he didn't get angry, he just smiled and started to cultivate, and robbed the woman with Young Master Ben, and Young Master Ben made your amorous sword become indiscriminate from now on.

The chaotic night passed, and it made people feel that this Phantom Heart Sect had a feeling of black smoke barriers.

And this day is the beginning of the worship of the representatives of the major sects.

First of all, it is the disciples of the Illusory Heart Sect to worship, and the first one is the Purple Yang Vein Lord Mai Xihuake, his face is full of grief, old tears are horizontal, kneeling in front of Feng Yimingling, and tears flow first at the end of the lamentation. Touching is touching, but with the previous impression, it seems very hypocritical.

On this first day of worship, naturally there was nothing to do with those ninth-rate sects, Feng Yi wandered leisurely around the Phantom Heart Mountains, but he thought about when and what method Mu Hongyan would use to find him.

"I just hope I'm not self-inflicted. Feng Yi smiled and said softly.

"Self-inflicted, uncle, it seems that you are old-hearted, giggles. At this moment, an abrupt voice sounded above Feng Yi.

As soon as Feng Yi looked up, he saw a cute girl dressed in clothes made of high-grade spirit animal skin, combing her hair full of small arguments, and looking at him with surprise and amusement.

"Little boy, what do you know, the old tree also sprouts, the old man is full of emotions and is open-minded. Feng Yi stroked his gray beard and said confidently.

The girl jumped down, circled around Feng Yi a few times, and then said with a smile: "Uncle, who do you like, I'll help you." ”

"Can you help me, do you know how to help the little girl who doesn't know anything?" Feng Yi said disdainfully.

"I ...... I'm a master of love, you just have to tell me who it is, and I'll be caught. The girl shook her little hand and made a striking motion.

"The old man likes Mu Hongyan, can you help?" Feng Yi said.

"Mu ...... Mu Hongyan ...... "The girl was almost choked to death by a mouthful of saliva, her little finger pointed at Feng Yi, and she only exhaled for a while, obviously shocked.

"Yes, it is the fairy Mu who makes men all over the world fall for it, although the old man is a little old, but he might as well be in love with the old man. Feng Yi said, snickering in her heart, this girl seems to really believe it.

"This, this ......" the girl squeaked, but she didn't dare to promise any more.

"Forget it, the old man already knew that he shouldn't believe you, a yellow-haired girl, what kind of character Mu Xianzi is, I'm afraid you won't even see her. Feng Yi shook his head and said, but there was a secret in his words, he wanted to show the identity of this girl.

The girl was really fooled, blushing and saying with a thick neck: "If others can't see it, it doesn't mean that I can't see it, my father is the sect master of the Beast King Sect, I'll go to find her, you just wait for me here, don't leave." ”

The girl is obviously a hurry, and as soon as she finished speaking, she disappeared naked, and the speed was really fast.

"Miss Beast King Sect's daughter, the Grandmaster realm, the twelve famous sects are really not simple. Feng Yi smiled, but didn't take the girl's words to heart.

But Feng Yi definitely didn't expect that the girl, that is, the little lady of the Beast King Sect, Xiong Xixi, really rushed to find Mu Hongyan.

Mu Hongyan and the disciples of the Heavenly Phoenix Sect represented that the Heavenly Phoenix Sect had just finished worshipping and returned to their exclusive position.

At this moment, the bear crept out of the crowd.

"Fine, where have you gone, come here?" Xiong Storm saw his sister at a glance, and immediately said to her with his thoughts.

Who would have thought that Xiong Xian made a grimace at him, and went straight to Mu Hongyan.

"Sister Mu, do you still know me?" Xiong ran to Mu Hongyan's side and asked softly.

"It turned out to be fine, I haven't seen you for a few years, I've been so old, my sister remembers that you were only so tall back then. Mu Hongyan chuckled, but glanced at the Beast King Sect, and saw that Xiong Storm made a helpless gesture, and knew that it was her own reason for coming over.

"I'm grown up now. Xiong puffed up his chest and said proudly.

"Is there anything wrong with looking for my sister?" asked Mu Hongyan.

Xiong nodded carefully, looked around mysteriously, and saw that the blood release song and Wen Chuchu behind Mu Hongyan were staring at her, so he glared back viciously, and lowered his voice: "Sister Mu, I want to ask you a question, do you have any requirements for your choice of the last husband?"

Mu Hongyan was stunned for a moment, thinking to herself, could it be that she was a matchmaker for her brother Xiong Storm, it is impossible, Xiong Storm has already set a marriage, and it is still a baby kiss, and it is impossible to have any intersection with herself.

"Is it okay for us to talk about this issue in private? There are a lot of people here, and it is not an occasion to talk about this issue. Mu Hongyan said.

"Then it doesn't matter, just let others know Sister Mu's conditions, save some people from worrying about it all night, thinking about it all night, thinking ......about it all night," Xiong Xian insisted, she had to figure it out, and it was good to have an explanation to the old man, she Xiong Xian was not a person who didn't talk much.

"Well, in fact, there is only one condition, you have to like it. Mu Hongyan said lightly, she didn't deliberately use the ban to isolate the sound, and if you want to hear it, you can definitely hear it.

"So there are no requirements for age, appearance, and strength?" Xiong asked carefully, she didn't know that there was no difference between Mu Hongyan's answer and no answer.

"As long as I like it, nothing else is a problem. Mu Hongyan said.

"That's good, there's an old man who says he likes you, and now I'll reply to him that he still has a chance. Xiong carefully asked for this sentence, and hurriedly got out.

Mu Hongyan couldn't laugh or cry, and the rest of the people who pricked up their ears to eavesdrop also felt as if they had heard the funniest joke in the world.

"Senior Sister Mu, I'll take a look. Wen Chuchu's eyes flashed and said.

The bear carefully returned to the place where he had just seen Feng Yi, and saw that he was dozing off a big tree.

"Uncle, uncle, wake up, don't sleep. The bear ran to Feng Yi and shook violently.

"You're back so soon, have you seen Fairy Mu?" Feng Yi asked.

"Of course, there's nothing in this world that my bear can't do, you listen. Xiong carefully took out a spar engraved with the phonographic formation, and as soon as she opened it, Mu Hongyan's voice came, saying that as long as she liked it, everything else was not a problem.

"How's that? You've got a chance. The bear said triumphantly.

Feng Yi rolled his eyes and said, "Little girl, it's not just the old man who has a chance, it's everyone who has a chance." ”

Xiong Xian was a little embarrassed, and said: "Uncle, don't worry, we still have to stay here for a few days, and then I will help you create an opportunity to kill the little white face of the amorous sword." ”

After Xiong finished speaking, he suddenly thought of something and exclaimed: "Oops, I forgot to feed Xiao Hei, uncle, goodbye, I will definitely help you, I Xiong carefully said and did it." ”

Feng Yi saw that the bear disappeared in a hurry as when he came, and couldn't help but shake his head and laugh, this girl is really straightforward and cute, but she feels like she is missing a tendon.

Feng Yi came to a turbulent stream, washed his face with his hands, but suddenly saw a piece of brocade floating from the upstream, he picked it up, and felt cold and comfortable in his hand, but there was a cluster of green bamboos embroidered on it.

"Hello, can you give Jinpa back to me?" At this time, a slender and gentle woman appeared in front of Feng Yi, softly and softly, with a hint of shame.

It feels like this woman is just a master-level cultivator.

Feng Yi touched his fingers on the Jinpa and handed it to the woman.

The woman stretched out her hand to catch it, but she didn't catch it, and the Jinpa fell to the ground.

Feng Yi's eyes flashed, and he took two steps back quietly.

The woman was stunned, squatted down and picked up the Jinpa, it turned out that in her expectation, Feng Yi should immediately subconsciously squat down and pick up the Jinpa. And from this subconscious action, she can judge his true age and cultivation, because the things shown in the subconscious action are often the most real things.

"The young lady plays slowly, and the old man takes the first step. Feng Yi said a word, and turned around to leave.

At this time, the woman suddenly shook the brocade handkerchief in her hand, and the green bamboo embroidered on it came to life, and it actually rose from the brocade handkerchief, and the flexible bamboo body was wrapped around the wind like lightning.

Feng Yi didn't resist, let this green bamboo entangle him, and looked at the woman innocently.

The woman, that is, Wen Chuchu, was a little surprised, frowned, and asked, "Why don't you hide?"

"Why do you want to hide? Your strength is much higher than that of the old man, and it is in vain to hide. Feng Yi said, he had already noticed that this woman was at least a low-grade Venerable cultivator.

Wen Chuchu waved his hand lightly, and the cuizhu directly dragged Feng Yi into the Jinpa, and her figure disappeared like a wisp of smoke.

Wen Chuchu came to a deep stream in the Phantom Heart Mountains and laid a powerful prohibition. She knew that the special geographical location of this deep stream was a dead end for consciousness exploration, and she was afraid that her movements would attract Mu Hongyan's attention and interference, so she simply came here, and after placing the ban, she released Feng Yi from Jinpa, but the magical green bamboo still wrapped around him.

Wen Chuchu flicked his fingers, and Feng Yi's clothes spread out to both sides, revealing a strong chest.

"Although the old man is old, he doesn't want to be used strongly, why don't you let go of the old man, the old man will definitely satisfy you?"

"Shameless. Wen Chuchu's eyebrows were raised, her beautiful eyes flashed, and an embroidery needle flew out of her fingertips, shooting towards Feng Yi's Adam's apple.

Feng Yi only felt a sharp pain in his throat, burning as if he had been splashed with sulfuric acid, and this feeling instantly spread throughout his body, making him miserable.

After a long time, Wen Chuchu took back the embroidery needle and said softly: "If you are disrespectful again, I have no choice but to cut off your tongue and make you never want to open your mouth for the rest of your life." ”

Feng Yi closed his eyes and was silent, but the anger in his heart began to burn, he didn't hide outside, because he was afraid of revealing his identity, and now he ......, "Look at the skin on your body, you are in a young age, but you are pretending to be the sect master of the Infinite Sect, what is the purpose?" Wen Chuchu asked.

Feng Yi slowly opened his eyes and said lightly: "You are not from the Phantom Heart Sect, what qualifications do you have to interrogate me?"

"Actually, I really hate violence. Wen Chuchu embroidered on the brocade with the embroidery needle in his hand and said.

"Actually, Young Master Ben really wants to kill you. Feng Yi sneered, his eyes flashing with irritable murderous intent.

Wen Chuchu was shocked in his heart, and suddenly felt that a huge danger was approaching, and his figure was phantom. At the same time, with a flick of her jade hand, thousands of embroidery needles shot towards Feng Yi with a sound of breaking through the air.

Feng Yi roared wildly, and a golden light flashed on his body. The green bamboo that wrapped around his body broke inch by inch, and then the brocade was also turned into ashes.

Wen Chuchu's delicate body trembled, and her pretty face suddenly became as pale as snow.

At this time, this piece of golden light began to spread, and as soon as Wen Chuchu's thousands of embroidery needles met this golden light, they all clanged and fell.

An incomparably terrifying aura surrounded Wen Chuchu, so that although the speed at which the golden light spread was slow, she struggled.

"The Holy Monarch is mighty, how is it possible?" Wen Chuchu trembled in his heart, unable to believe it.

With a "boom", Wen Chuchu spurted blood and flew out, a spirit armor in his body shattered and disappeared, and several trigger-type defensive jewelry on his body all turned into powder.

Feng Yi ** put on his upper body and walked in front of the depressed Wen Chuchu step by step, as if killing a god in the world. Just now he used the hedron that sealed the Holy Monarch's blow in the treasure he obtained in the Jedi, and he could only use it twice, and now he used it once, which is equivalent to using up a chance to save his life.

In order to be safe, Feng Yi threw down a few binding formation stones, and stared at Wen Chuchu with an evil and violent gaze.

"People from the Tianfeng Sect, you are the first in the world in the Tianfeng Sect, has Lao Tzu provoked you?" Feng Yi guessed her origin from a move issued by Wen Chuchu when he was defending, but he didn't understand how he provoked her in such a good manner.

"Because I have doubts about your identity, I don't want to do anything to you, as long as I see that you and Xiong are carefully mixed up, and you have intentions for my Senior Sister Mu, so we just want to know the truth. Wen Chuchu said weakly and pitifully.

"Doubts about my identity, so you ...... Did you ask Mu Hongyan to do this?" Feng Yi asked in a deep voice.

"Not bad. Wen Chuchu said, she saw that the man in front of her obviously had a good impression of Mu Hongyan, and said that it was her, maybe he could let her go.

Feng Yi laughed out loud, with vicissitudes in his laughter. Yes, on the premise of not knowing his identity, it is indeed possible for Mu Hongyan to do this, how could these famous sects have ever taken the dignity of others in their eyes?

Feng Yi suddenly felt bored, and the desire to see Mu Hongyan quietly faded. He didn't want to verify whether it was really instructed by Mu Hongyan, but he was a little disheartened.

"Little girl, since you don't take the dignity of other people's lives into account, then Young Master Ben will let you taste this taste too, and it will definitely make you unforgettable. Feng Yi stared at Wen Chuchu evilly, and said with a smile.

"You'd better not touch me, you know the consequences, Tianfeng Sect won't let you go. Wen Chuchu sensed Feng Yi's dangerous intentions and immediately warned.

"The consequences? Now that the consequences are already very serious, Young Master Ben doesn't care about being a little more serious. Feng Yi sneered, suddenly stretched out his big hand, grabbed Wen Chuchu's clothes and tore them hard, and suddenly, the clothes fell into several pieces, and now she only had a thin pink profane clothes left, and a large area of snow-white skin was exposed, especially on the chest, showing a pink ravine, and she couldn't see that she was so material when she was dressed.

"You're going to regret it, you're going to regret it. Wen Chuchu lost his composure and said coldly.

"Young Master Ben never regrets what he has done, just now Young Master Ben said that he really wants to kill you, and now he is fulfilling his promise. Feng Yi smiled evilly, pulled her big hand, and ripped off her last profane clothes in Wen Chuchu's shameful hatred, and a pair of snow-white and full milk peaks jumped out, **pink as snow and cold plums, thrillingly beautiful.

Wen Chuchu opened his beautiful eyes and stared straight at Feng Yi, as if he wanted to memorize him firmly, and in the future, he would pick his skin, draw his tendons, drink his blood, and eat his flesh.

"Hehe, when you humiliate others, do you think that you have such a day?" Feng Yi sneered, but his eyes were staring at her goddess-like jade body filiantly, indeed, this woman's body can already be called perfect.

Feng Yi stretched out his big hand, grabbed Wen Chuchu's [***], pinched it violently, and suddenly felt a burst of pleasure penetrate his whole body like electricity, and the seeds of sin began to take root and sprout.

"The source of sin. Feng Yi felt like he was being drenched on his head by a basin of ice water, and when he felt that the source of sin had become a little uncontrollable and affected his mind, he couldn't help but wake up.

Feng Yi couldn't kill Wen Chuchu, because as soon as she died, Tianfeng Sect would immediately know that he and Tianfeng Sect would never die from now on, and Wen Chuchu was dead, so he was not sure that he would escape from Phantom Heart City smoothly.

"Remember Young Master Ben, we will meet again, welcome to take revenge. Feng Yi said lightly, his eyes swept at the blue and black paw print on Wen Chuchu's left [***], and he dodged away.

Feng Yi changed his face, walked out of the Illusory Heart Mountains, and came to the teleportation magic array in the Phantom Heart City.

He handed over a million stone and teleported to the Eastern Continent.

Two hours later, Wen Chuchu regained her mobility, she took out a mirror, looked at the blue and black paw prints on her chest, and her beautiful pretty face was very calm.

"You wait, I will definitely make your life worse than death, and your life is better than death. Wen Chuchu was dressed neatly, and said softly, she took a few steps forward, squatted down and picked up an embroidery needle, which had pierced Feng Yi's throat, and she could find him with what remained on it.

As soon as Wen Chuchu came out, he saw that the blood was singing outside the deep stream, and he was chasing her breath.

"Senior Sister Mu is looking for you...... Are you injured?" Seeing Wen Chuchu, Xuefang's eyes flashed slightly, revealing the murderous intent of devouring blood.

"It's my own business, do you understand? Wen Chuchu's voice was still soft, but it was unmistakably firm.

(To be continued)