"The result?"

The black hair of the golden-faced man in black was ruthlessly stirred by the cold wind, and he looked a little disorganized, but he didn't look like a person who paid attention to appearance, but he still had long hair hanging down around his waist, shaking his black robe, standing with his hands in his hands, his eyes were cold, and he stood there with his lips pursed.

Seeing that the golden-faced man in black just asked casually, but didn't say anything, Feng Zheng also smiled and said indifferently: "Sect Master Zhou has a profound Taoism and a vicious vision, can't you see who wins and who loses?"

As soon as Feng Zheng's words fell, he also sorted out his clothes, and the gold thread on his placket was embroidered with simple patterns, so to speak, the three second-class people present were all wearing black robes, but the patterns on the top were of different shapes and colors, standing like this, quite a three-legged taste.

"Forgive me, although the battle between the two is an eye-opener for us, we can't see who wins or loses."

Zhou Zong arched his hand and said, his calm gaze glanced at the two people in front of him, and then quietly retracted it, making people unable to guess the original meaning of his words, whether it was true or false.

"Victory or defeat is a common thing in soldiers, and the Wind Sect Master doesn't have to worry about it." The golden-faced man in black took over the conversation and said indifferently, it's just that this tone, in Qiufang's ears, not to mention the difference between it and before the move, at least it turned a corner.

But as soon as these words came out, everyone knew that the loser should be Fengzheng.

"The methods of the two of you are really self-inflicted." Zhou Zong was in good spirits, and suddenly laughed loudly at the two of them.

This battle came to an abrupt end, and it was quite sudden for everyone watching the battle, and Zhou Zong felt both surprised and reasonable. The surprise is that there is no turning back arrow when the bow is opened, and the original non-stop tone of the two is too high, so that it is a little unreasonable to suddenly stop now, but this is just a feeling.

In terms of reason, the truth behind the praying mantis catching cicadas and yellow finches has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, if you really fight to the death today, even if there is a certain gap between the two sides, but the final winner will only be a miserable victory, whether it is a golden-faced man in black or Feng Zheng, they can't afford such a price, after all, the last cheap person will only be Zhou Zong.

Zhou Zong wanted the two of them to fight and lose both, and then they would reap the benefits, so they didn't, just a simple confrontation between one move and one style, and once the winner was separated in his heart, he tacitly stopped fighting.

For Feng Zheng, it is important to get the demon blood, but the demon blood is originally used to improve the realm, if he falls here, then what is the use of this realm coming?

For the golden-faced man in black, he knew very well that even if the other party sacrificed the Zhumo Agarwood Sword, he would not have a chance to defeat him, after all, the Hellish Exquisite Pagoda in his hand with full defensive effect could also ensure that he was invincible, if Feng Zheng was willing to fight him to the death, then he could also accompany him, but if Feng Zheng retreated in the face of difficulties, it would be the best.

"If you are not as good as others, you will lose convincingly, and I will no longer interfere in this demon matter." Feng Zheng arched his hand, and there seemed to be some kind of cold and hard meaning in his movements, it seemed that even if he had thousands of unwillingness in his heart, he had to bury it in his heart at this moment.

As soon as these words came out, the ball passed to Zhou Zong's feet.

After all, Ah Yu still exists in Qiu Fang's body at this moment, and Qiu Fang is a disciple of the East Pole Gate, whether this Ah Yu is handed over or not depends on Zhou Zong, the head of the East Pole Gate, to nod his head.

Seeing the eyes of the two, Zhou Zong smiled indifferently, immediately looked at Qiu Fang, looked at him thoughtfully for a while, and then slowly said, "Child, what do you think?"

Qiu Fang was stunned when he heard this, he never thought that the final decision would fall into his own hands, but in the face of a master like a cloud, how could he decide at will according to his own will.

Fu Zhi, who was standing beside him, seemed to notice that the lover he liked was a little hesitant in his heart, so he uneasily pulled the corner of the young man's clothes and swayed it slightly, signaling him to be more cautious.

Qiu Fang knew Fu Zhi's intentions, cast a comforting look, and then frowned and said, "Listen to the orders of the master uncle?"

Unexpectedly, Zhou Zong smiled indifferently and said, "This demon is in your body, she is out."

Whether we let it go or not, you decide whether we let it go or not."

When Qiu Fang heard this, the thoughts in his mind flew around, constantly wondering if there was any deep meaning in Zhou Zong's words, but he thought about it, Uncle Shi's words may just be literal, and there is no extra thought.

Thinking of this, he looked at He Wangshu slightly, and He Wangshu was also looking at him playfully at this moment, the jade fracture fan in his hand swayed gently, and the tassel tied to the tail of the fan handle swayed in the wind, and with He Wangshu quietly nodding, the tassel swayed more frequently.

"If the seniors want to take Ah Yu away, the juniors have no objection." Qiu Fang turned to the golden-faced man in black and said, look at the situation tonight, there is no need to stop him, not to mention, he has been ready for Ah Yu to leave early in the morning, so that she will not stay in his body for ten years, and the day she leaves the customs will be his own death.

The golden-faced man in black had already expected Qiu Fang's answer, so he just nodded quietly, then glanced at Feng Zheng, and said with a smile: "I know you have a deal, ten years, this ten years, I still have to see what you can do."

The people present, except for Feng Zheng, now all know Qiu Fang's true identity, but it is precisely because Feng Zheng is here that Qiu Fang does not dare to say much about this matter, so he has to say: "The younger generation keeps his duty, maybe the senior can't see what he wants to see."

"As long as you live, what I want to see will happen." The golden-faced man in black said cryptically, but his words shocked Qiu Fang's heart.

Zhou Zong didn't want to talk about this matter anymore, if Feng Zheng on the side knew the true identity of Qiu Fang, he would definitely cause some trouble, you must know that the general was already standing behind Mo Zong, if he knew that Qiu Fang was the orphan of the Eighth Prince, then it would be okay.

"I wonder how you're going to take this demon away?" Zhou Zong diverted the topic, and his gaze became deep.

The golden-faced man in black also knew what Zhou Zong had in mind, so he shook his head with a light smile and said, "It's easy to say."

As soon as his voice fell, the Linglong Pagoda of the Hellish appeared in his hand, but in everyone's view, this pagoda seemed to be smaller than just now, and in a moment, under the urging of the golden-faced black-clothed man, the monstrous light covered the sky, and the rain fell from the dark night sky, with the tower body and the autumn boat as the two centers, each with a fierce gust of wind, like a beast breaking through the cage, roaring and rolling up, and everyone's robes were all blown by this hunting sound.

"Senior brother?" He Wangshu cautiously reminded him, as if he felt that the method of the golden-faced man in black was a little inappropriate.

However, Zhou Zongwei waved his hand slightly, still observing the gold-faced black-clothed man and Qiu Fang expressionlessly, although he didn't have a clue about the details of the former, he vaguely felt that this person's background was unfamiliar, and with his knowledge of some secrets, it was enough to judge that the other party was from the imperial city.

Since he is from the Imperial City, the relationship behind it is even more complicated, but one thing is for sure, this person and the forces behind him also seem to have some suspicions, and it seems that there are only deep interests involved, and it is impossible to talk about acting completely obediently.

In this way, he won't kill Qiu Fang for a while, and naturally he doesn't have to worry too much at this moment.

Thinking about this section, Zhou Zong's hand was behind him, carefully waiting for the other party to cast a spell.

The purple light was monstrous, which made Qiu Fang feel a little uneasy, as if under the roll of this gust of wind, he also became a surge of qi and blood, and the mana in his body surged from side to side, completely losing the rules of operation, but the strange thing, although the mana operation became disordered, he did not feel uncomfortable, but... It's like a bystander watching it all slowly.

However, this feeling did not last long, and he felt a scorching heat wave suddenly rise in his abdomen, and a voice that he had not heard for a long time suddenly sounded.

"Don't be afraid."

It was Ah Yu's voice, and it was still in such a cold tone, but although the tone was cold, it made Qiu Fang feel a little more at ease.

This woman, as the killer who assassinated herself, spent so many nights with her by mistake, seriously, it is also a miracle.

Qiu Fang knows that there are many secrets hidden behind her, what kind of existence is the landscape world? My sister is Ho

Person? Where did her exercises come from?

Countless questions suddenly flickered in Qiu Fang's heart, but it seemed that these secrets were to be left for later to find out the truth, and now, he already felt that Ah Yu was about to break through.

Suddenly, Qiu Fang let out a hoarse roar in his throat, and in this roar, the mana in his body that had accumulated in countless subtle meridians over the years, and countless flesh and bones, all rolled up, like the sea water in a sea being brought to the sky by a huge suction.

After a few moments, the suction suddenly disappeared, and all the sea water fell down heavily, and it became a torrential rain.

Qiu Fang also sat down on the ground, his eyes became a little trance, as if the whole world had become pitch black, and his eyes couldn't see or hear.

No, there is still a voice that can be heard.

"Little brother, how are you?"

Fu Zhi's voice sounded in Qiu Fang's ears, and he settled down, riveting his strength to stabilize the mana that was surging in his body.

I don't know how long time passed, but he gradually felt that everything seemed to be calming down, and his body became much lighter, like a porter carrying a weight up the mountain, unloading the bags on his shoulders.

"I'm fine."

It wasn't until he could see everything in front of him clearly that Qiu Fang whispered.

But the person who answered was no longer Fu Zhi, but Ah Yu.

It can be seen that Ah Yu's injuries have long been healed, and her slender figure is once again hidden by a cloud of black gas, and everyone can no longer see her cheeks clearly, just like when the young man first met her.

"Remember, trade."

Ah Yu's voice came in a deep voice.

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