Chapter 15 Pei Xinfeng nodded heavily and said, "Cousin is very right, then let's ...... now."

"Of course, it's going to meet this wolf-hearted thing for a while!"

Ma Fuzhong snorted heavily, brushed his sleeves up, and hurried downstairs.

As soon as he left, Pei Xinfeng showed a little smile on his face, and said with an evil smile: "That kid surnamed Fang could never have expected that we would have someone to help here, Senior Brother Wang, this time we are going to be lucky, we must snatch back what that kid took away!"

Wang Zhenghan nodded straight and said, "With the senior brother making a move, no matter how powerful that kid is, it will come to an end." ”

Pei Xinfeng hugged his arms and said: "This saves the trouble of going to the Moon Sect, although the people above are not afraid of launching a sect war, it is not enough for that kid to mix with the people of the underworld, in case something goes wrong, it will always be our fault." ”

Wang Zhenghan nodded and said, "Senior brother is right, this kid really hit the muzzle of the gun by himself." ”

Pei Xinfeng asked again: "However, you said that there is a Heavenly Crystal Spirit Fox by his side, why is that spirit thing not by his side?"

Wang Zhenghan said: "Senior brother, what a foreign object the Tianjing Spirit Fox is, if it is brought into the city, it will be too showy, but that thing must be around." It's just right that he doesn't bring it down, as long as we control him, the spirit fox will be in the pocket of the senior brother!"

A trace of greed flashed in Pei Xinfeng's eyes, and he laughed and said, "Okay, then let's go down and watch a good show!"

Fang Ling rushed all the way to the palace complex at the end of the immortal city, and when he got closer, he saw from a distance that there was a road leading to the heavenly mountain behind the palace, surrounded by white clouds, which should be the mountain avenue leading to the cultivation of the cultivators.

The palace complex is surrounded by tall walls, which are made of stone of a special texture, not to mention the mortal blades, even some low-level magic weapons, it is difficult to leave any traces on these stones.

In front of the main entrance of the palace, a group of disciples stood on both sides of the guard, all of them full of energy.

Although this is not a mortal imperial city, and there is not so much hierarchy, since the palace complex is inhabited by adults with official positions, it is necessary to go through certain customs procedures to enter here.

As soon as Fang Ling stepped on the jade bridge leading to the gate, he felt a group of people chasing after him, and when he turned around and swept through everyone, he saw Wang Zhenghan in the crowd.

Wang Zhenghan changed his embarrassed appearance before pretending to be dead and escaping that day, proudly raised his chin, and walked proudly, several people around him were full of momentum, among them was a man in his forties with thick eyebrows, and his cultivation was a little taller than him.

And walking in the front was a middle-aged man with a grim expression and a bright eye, he strode over, staring at Fang Ling angrily with a flat mouth, as if there was a life and death grudge between the two.

Fang Ling didn't have to think about it, he knew that this group of people was here to find a fork.

However, no matter what helper the other party hired, what kind of connections he had in the Five Factions Alliance, he didn't have any fear, because the token representing the identity of the elder in his hand was harder than any relationship, and more importantly, he hadn't done anything hurtful, so he naturally straightened his waist more than anyone else.

Therefore, he turned around and stood on the bridge, looking at everyone calmly, but to see what tricks Wang Zhenghan and they played.