Everyone who was still on the ground, when they heard Situ Nanfeng's words at this moment, they all looked around and looked at each other.

Good luck?

Until now, no one thought it was a chance.

In this Penglai Island, where many lives have been lost, even if there is a great opportunity, it will have to be a life to spend it.

Even if he was like that old man Liu, what if he once entered the land immortal?

But whether you can get out of this Penglai alive in the end depends on the mind of the one in heaven?

What kind of Penglai Immortal Island is this, this is clearly a bloody Shura Island where many dry bones are buried!

"Huh?"

The old man in the sky sighed softly at this moment, and his voice revealed a little dissatisfaction.

The people on the ground were suddenly like frightened birds, but they couldn't care about anything else, and ran towards the fairy palace where the palace gate was wide open.

enter, and still have some time to live.

Stay still, I'm afraid I'll have to give my life here now.

The blind man didn't move, just held his sword and looked at the sky coldly.

But then, it was a palm that slapped him and waved him into the fairy palace.

"At this point, you can only enter, not out."

Situ Nanfeng withdrew his hand with a smile, and then turned his gaze to the front.

In front of him is Ye Wuwu...... and Lu Caiwei.

Just now, Lu Caiwei did not enter the Immortal Palace, but was like Ye Wuwu, who was waved in front of him by the old man like an eagle catching a chicken.

"Female doll, restrain your sword intent, in front of the old man, you won't even have a chance to use the sword."

The light in Lu Caiwei's eyes flowed, but she still refused to unload the qi.

"Senior sister, put away the sword."

A warm voice came from the side of herself, and Lu Caiwei heard the sound and put the spring and autumn in her hand into the sheath.

Situ Nanfeng didn't speak, but just raised his eyebrows.

Ye Wuwu didn't rush to speak, but his heart suddenly moved, and some undetectable slight tremors flashed in his eyes.

Now that he is close to Lu Caiwei, I don't know if Wang Yuanming's ban on himself has been loosened or Situ Nanfeng has moved him.

In short, even now, at this moment, Ye Wuwu can clearly feel that the somewhat ethereal luck in his body is passing by a trace.

Very little, just a hint.

But it keeps passing.

As long as he is still by Lu Caiwei's side, as long as the two are close, his luck will continue to pass and be lost, until he disappears and dies.

Situ Nanfeng finally spoke at this moment, and his tone was quite mocking.

"Do you notice? Furnace Ding. ”

Ye Wuwu's expression was calm, his hands were crossed to his chest at the moment, and his tone was firm, but he said with a relaxed smile.

"The seniors brought me up just to talk about this?"

Situ Nanfeng shook his head, "Naturally not." ”

He suddenly stretched out his hand, facing Ye Wuwu's body, and grabbed the void.

There was a wisp of ethereal luck that was held in the palm of Situ Nanfeng's hand.

Ye Wuwu's fingers trembled slightly, but the arms surrounding his chest secretly exerted force, but they tightly suppressed this tremor.

His gaze dimmed for a moment, but it quickly returned to normal.

To say something unpleasant, it's like sitting and squatting for a long time, and suddenly getting up, and the darkness in front of you is mixed.

The qi is still the same, and the realm still exists.

It's just that his own luck is so quietly a little less.

The face finally couldn't be hidden, and there was a hint of bitterness quietly.

The sword-wielding girl who can't feel the so-called luck, although she doesn't know what happened, she can feel the change in the face of the senior brother on her side.

When he raised his eyebrows, his eyes were cold, and his right hand was already attached to the hilt of the sword.

Almost instantly, a murderous aura filled the small square inch of sky.

But he was waved by Situ Nanfeng casually, and he was pushed dozens of feet away, and his whole body seemed to be solidified, and he couldn't move.

"This female doll is a little nonsense, Ye Wuwu, since you don't want to take your junior sister's luck, and you don't want to worship the old man as a teacher, the old man can only take a trace of luck from you."

"The old man wants to see where your unusual luck comes from."

Situ Nanfeng's old eyes were full of light, staring at the wisp of invisible luck in his hand, as if he wanted to see through this wisp of luck and see through all of Ye Wuwu.

Ye Wuwu felt a trace of worry in his heart at this moment.

This old guy, still has this kind of ability?

If you can see your own time, how can you explain it at that time?

Situ Nanfeng's eyes were filled with a trace of doubt at this moment.

Ye Wuwu muttered a little in his heart, can't he really see through?

But he was overwhelmed.

Situ Nanfeng's face was a little gloomy, and he was silent for a moment, but he looked at Ye Wuwu and said.

"You kid, your luck is very weird, your numerology is confused, mixed and scattered, and you can't even see clearly."

Ye Wuwu subconsciously sighed, then nodded and shook his head.

He didn't understand, but he still felt like he was unique.

It seemed that he had thought of something, and this time, it was Ye Wuwu who asked first.

"Senior Situ, the junior has a few questions I want to ask you, and I would like to ask the kid to solve his doubts."

Situ Nanfeng was still thinking about how to speak, but when he heard Ye Wuwu's words at this moment, his face was slightly stunned, and then he said with a strange expression.

"Ye boy, why do you think the old man will solve your doubts?"

The young swordsman in a tattered green shirt had a calm face, his tone was neither humble nor arrogant, and he said loudly.

"The predecessors have planned for such a long time, laid out such a big chess game, and today, they have come to the last step, it can be said that it is time to close the net, Situ senior, am I right?"

Situ Nanfeng was silent, but nodded slightly.

Ye Wuwu paused, and then changed to a bright smile, but his voice was steady.

"It's all come to this point, don't you want to find someone to share with you so many things? In such a long time, none of your predecessors should dare to confide, right? ”

Situ Nanfeng's expression was a little weird, his eyes flickered a little for the first time, but after a long time, he was no longer suppressed, and he laughed out loud without any concern.

Laughing very heartily.

Unlike his usual fake and relaxed smile, this time, he really thought it was funny.

Ye Wuwu also smiled.

Just smiled and looked at the old man in front of him.

The old man straightened up in an instant, and the expression that was full of smiles just now turned into a solemn face, and the momentum around him also changed suddenly.

If it is said that the Situ Nanfeng is like the sea, the sea is unfathomable, although mysterious, but there is no oppression.

So at this moment, Situ Nanfeng is like a towering mountain, and it is imposing.

"It's very interesting, I've been planning for so long, and I'm really tired."

Situ Nanfeng's tone was smooth and his voice was calm, which was very different from his previous words.

At this moment, Situ Nanfeng is really like a master in the world.

"Ye Wuwu, if you listen to the old man's words, then you will never turn back."

Ye Wuwu smiled and nodded, indicating that he knew.

He understood the meaning of the other party's words.

Situ Nanfeng can tell his plan, he can tell his layout, and he can tell himself his ultimate goal.

But after listening to it yourself, there are only two ways to choose.

Live or die.

Or, it is to compromise, as the other party said, first take away the luck realm of the junior sister, and then worship the other party as a teacher, and stand in the same boat with him completely.

Either that, or die, turn into a pile of dry bones, and sleep here.

(End of chapter)