The six followers finally got in order, and Nie Feng cautiously raised his head sideways, looked at the ice scales and said: "Now you can let me go, presumably we don't have any deep hatred, you don't go to the Drunken Immortal Tower, I can take you there, and I happen to go too." ”

Nie Feng carefully observed every subtle change on the handsome face of the Ice Scale, and was deeply afraid that he would do something unfavorable.

He is not like these followers who only know how to eat dry food, he really has no eyesight at all, the indifference of this life, and the aura of dominating the world, he will never be an ordinary person.

Still drawing a knife at each other?

Isn't that driving him to his death?

Nie Feng didn't know how many times he had scolded these six henchmen, but if he knew that his six new followers were actually Lingzun masters who could dominate one side, he didn't know if he would scold them so happily, and if he would think that they didn't have eyesight.

"Lead the way" Ice Scale grimaced and let go of his big hand.

Nie Feng was pardoned, and as soon as the ice scales let go of his hand, he hurriedly jumped out of the way to a safe position, and made a gesture of invitation as a gentleman.

Seeing Nie Feng's dog-legged appearance, none of the six Spirit Venerable masters almost stumbled and fainted to the ground.

Your sister, you are also the young gang leader of the dignified Longmen Gang, how can you be so willing to be lowly and condescend to be a guide?

Can you bring me some of the spirit of the young master?

The six Spirit Venerable masters despised Nie Feng for a long time, and although they looked down on Nie Feng's behavior, they still did not forget their mission, and followed not far away.

Half an hour later...

"This is the Drunken Immortal Building?" Liu Yihan's tall figure stood in front of the red lacquer gate, looking at the men who were surrounded by small people, and frowned unhappily.

Nie Feng let out a 'groan' in his heart, and was so frightened by the sudden cold that he almost didn't have a weak foot and collapsed on the ground.

Who the hell is this man?

How could he have such a strong momentum, even a few points higher than his father's momentum.

"What about you?" Seeing that Nie Feng was stunned and didn't reply, Ice Scale directly slapped Nie Feng on the shoulder.

The six Lingzun masters who followed followed, only heard the sound of 'poof', and saw Nie Feng spurt out a large mouthful of blood, flying out like a kite with a broken string.

"Don't deceive people too much, since our young master has promised to lead the way, why do you still want to hurt people?" A middle-aged man dressed in green clothes with a tiger's back stood up and complained.

It's just that Bing Yan didn't even look at him, but looked at his palm vigorously, his lips opened, as if he was muttering something, but the voice was too small, and several of Nie Feng's followers, even if they were spiritual cultivators, didn't understand it.

"Let's go in first, it's not too early." The corners of the hairball beside Ice Scale's mouth twitched, and he quickly changed the subject.

"Hmm" Liu Yihan nodded, took out a bottle of pill and threw it to a nearby follower, and walked in with Maoqiu and the others without looking back.

Then the man in the bottle was angry in his heart, he had seen people who despised people, but he had never seen people so despised people, completely when they didn't exist!

However, soon, the man was stunned with the rest of his entourage, and even forgot to help Nie Feng, who was thrown out by the ice scales.

"Eight pins? It turned out to be an eight-pin pill? After a long while, the man finally found his voice, which was trembling terribly.