Wang Luo laughed at himself,

"It seems that Kang Bo you have already preconceived, it is useless for me to say anything, no matter what, from now on, it is not appropriate for the Shen family to worship me, while this old bone can still move, it is good to walk around."

Shen Kangbo sneered: "You and I have known each other for fifty years, and I have never been sorry for you or treated you slowly, but you have teamed up with outsiders to want to kill me?" ”

"You think I'll let you go?"

"Don't worry, old friend, I will bury you beautifully!"

Wang Luo snorted coldly: "You and I are both half-saints, if I want to leave, it depends on whether you can stop it!" He vanished into thin air.

Shen Kangbo disappeared almost at the same time.

Thundered!

Thunder exploded in the sky.

Lu Fang followed the Shen family out of the hall, only to see Shen Kangbo and Wang Luo standing in the air head-on, one surrounded by gossip and the other surrounded by ink characters.

"Look! It's the fog of Fog Hidden City. ”

"It turns out that the legends are all true, and these fogs are the big arrays laid by the ancestors."

"I feel so strong that I have a hard time breathing."

Everyone in the Shen family had a smile on their faces.

More than a dozen breaths.

The raging fog that came from all directions drowned Shen Kangbo and Wang Luo in it, even if Lu Fang gathered Haoran Righteous Qi in his eyes, he couldn't see the battle scene through the fog.

As you can imagine, this is no ordinary fog.

The light flickered in the dense fog, and the space was distorted, this fog should have a certain protective effect, and the battle between the two demi-saints did not leak out a little spiritual energy.

The battle was also not as long as expected, and it was not over in a quarter of an hour.

As the fog quickly dissipated, Wang Luo fell from the sky and landed heavily in the direction of the back mountain.

The ragged Shen Kangbo, judging from his tired look, the battle just now was not as simple as he imagined.

"Wang Xianfeng is dead, Qi Heng, you are responsible for finding out the traitors in the villa."

After Shen Kangbo finished speaking, he turned into a streamer and shot towards the back mountain.

Shen Qiheng took the order, "Big brother, I'll leave it to you here, I'll take someone to control the people related to Wang Luo first." ”

After he finished speaking, he hurriedly left with his men.

Shen Qicheng sighed, looked at Shen Xiaoqi and said, "Xiaoqi, the eldest uncle was a little sorry for you before, and I apologized to you in front of everyone." ”

Shen Xiaoqi hurriedly saluted: "The eldest uncle is serious. ”

To say that Shen Qicheng did something wrong in this turmoil is not so exaggerated, at most it is a bit excessive.

However, Shen Kangbo was poisoned, and the Shen family was facing great turmoil, and it was not incomprehensible that he had this kind of behavior.

Shen Qicheng hugged his fist towards Lu Fang and said with a smile:

"Previously, thanks to Wen Guanhou's righteous words, I will talk to my father about the popularization of the Great Zhou Wenbao. Come on, take Wen Guanhou to the guest room for a temporary rest. ”

"I'm tired." Lu Fang pulled Shen Xiaxuan and followed a guard and walked towards the west side of the villa.

in the guest room.

After Shen Xiaxuan saw the guards leaving, she pouted and said:

"When I was outside, I listened to how good the Shen family was, but now I see that I haven't run around with my master and come freely."

Lu Fang was puzzled: "I don't know, what is your master's name?" To be able to teach such a powerful disciple as you, I think he must be a master. ”

He had been attracted by the turmoil of the Shen family before, and he hadn't asked her carefully, but now that everything had come to light, he remembered to ask.

Shen Xiaxuan said happily:

"My master is not a master, he is a stinky fortune teller, the reason why I am so powerful is that I am talented."

"Hey, hey, although I can't compare to you, Brother Lu, but you don't know, my master's expression when he saw me for the first time, one by one, he was talented."

"Now that I think about it, I still miss him, and I don't know if he has been hungry or not in the past few months."

"Talented?" Lu Fang looked Shen Xiaxuan up and down, shook his head and said, "Your master is really as wise as a torch. ”

The demi-saint hidden in the shadows suddenly spoke: "It can't be him!" This old guy is really him, he's already coming this way, it's really unlucky! ”

As soon as the words fell.

A cynical voice sounded: "Xuan'er, you are mistaken, your aunt lied to you, you are not the Shen family." ”

Then a patch-clad veteran appeared, gray-haired, like a beggar, with a smile on his thin face.

"Master, why are you here?"

Shen Xiaxuan greeted him.

Lao Dao smiled bitterly:

"I told you that I had a little grudge with Shen Kangbo, but you didn't believe it. I found your uncle's family, your aunt just wanted to drive you away, deliberately said that Shen Kangbo is your father, while the old guy didn't find out, let's run quickly. ”

Shen Xiaxuan looked suspicious, "Master, do you really have a grudge against Shen Kangbo?" Then you dare to come, you can only believe Sancheng in the words in your mouth. ”

Lao Dao was talking to Shen Xiaxuan just now, and after a hurried glance at Lu Fang, he was slightly stunned, and the smile on his face turned unfathomable, and said:

"Your Excellency, what do you call it?"

Without waiting for Lu Fang to answer, Shen Xiaxuan said proudly: "He is the Marquis of Wen Guan, the one who wrote the Dream of Red Mansions." ”

"Proverbs." Lao Dao lost interest, looked at Shen Xiaxuan again and said, "Xuan'er, since you are not the daughter of that old thing of Shen Kangbo, let's go quickly, so as not to let the family blow out and be embarrassed." ”

Shen Xiaxuan nodded, looked at Lu Fang and said, "Brother Lu, then Master and I will leave first, and if I have time in the future, I will go to Beijing to play with you." ”

Lu Fang said sincerely: "Okay, I will definitely treat you well when the time comes." ”

At this moment, Shen Kangbo's voice sounded: "It's rare for an old friend to come here, why do you leave in a hurry?" Why don't you catch up on the old days, I'm looking for you to help me make a divination. ”

Lao Dao rolled his eyes without figuring it, and walked out quickly with Shen Xiaxuan, saying as he walked:

"You old thing, you're embarrassed to ask me for divination, my apprentice came to you, I heard that he was almost not persecuted by your Shen family......"

The voice was still in the air, and the person had disappeared.

"Sure enough, this is no ordinary person."

Lu Fang sighed, obviously perceiving that Lao Dao was just a seven-rank martial artist, but when facing the other party, he had the illusion of being spied on.

The half-saint who was hidden in the dark said: "If this old guy is an ordinary person, then the whole world will be an ordinary person." ”

Lu Fang arched his hand, "Please ask the seniors to solve their doubts." ”

The demi-saint smiled: "This person is a Tianji Daoist, and the demons and barbarians have prophets, you know this, and he is the prophet of our Great Zhou." ”

"Originally, the Holy Lord wanted him to be the head of the Qintian Academy, but he refused."

"Those who snoop on the leakage of heavenly secrets will be specially suppressed by the Heavenly Dao, and he said that only by making himself extremely embarrassed can he live freely."

Lu Fang said with some pity: "In this way, the divination of the Tianji Daoist must be very accurate, I knew it earlier, and I would have asked him for a divination just now." ”

Demi-Saint: "Definitely! His divination went down ten times on average, and he didn't even get it accurate. ”