Le Feng couldn't help but leaned quietly to Lu Qingye's side, worried that Wenren Yuanjing would threaten Lu Qingye, and also worried that Lu Qingye wanted to save Jiuru and planned to sacrifice himself......

The loss is that Wenren Yuanjing is not as thoughtful and sensitive as he thought, otherwise he would definitely jump to his feet and scold when he knew Le Feng's thoughts.

Obviously, Wenren Yuanjing was not as calm as Le Feng, he was looking for Le Feng with his own purpose, that is, he wanted to solve the matter as soon as possible, so that he could go back to alchemy as soon as possible.

"Head of Lefeng, Benjun came to you to make a deal with you."

Le Feng took a breath and couldn't help but clench his hands.

Is it coming?

Le Feng had already made a decision in his heart, but when he thought of Senior Brother Jiu Confucian, who was still struggling to support the sect, he couldn't help but feel deeply distressed and powerless.

"Ben Jun thinks that Lu Qingye is very much in Ben Jun's eyes, Ben Jun is already old, and he also wants to find someone to pass on my mantle. I heard that you went to Yaozong Jiuru Zhenjun, the last war hurt the fundamentals, if you are willing to let go and let her worship Benjun as a teacher, Benjun will go with you to Shangyaozong? ”

After listening to his words, Le Feng was stunned for a moment, and after reacting, he was suddenly pleasantly surprised.

He is not pedantic and old-fashioned, he feels that Lu Qingye must stay in Shangyao Sect in this life, he is a person of Shangyao Sect in life, and he is a ghost in Shangyao Sect in death.

It is normal for monks to practice and travel all over the world, even if it is the Qingxuan Continent where they were born, it may only be a place to stop.

If a disciple who is destined to ascend, does it have to become a casual cultivator after entering the upper domain?

They know that it is not easy to cultivate, so naturally they will not know that they will still fall into the shackles of being imprisoned.

As for being in the same continent, it is divided.

And there is no sect family behind Wenren Yuanjing, if Lu Qingye can worship under him, it will still be beneficial for them to go to the Yao Sect.

After all, Wenren Yuanjing, who has no sect and no faction, accepted the disciples of Shangyao Sect as disciples, as long as Lu Qingye is still a disciple of Shangyao Sect for a day, in fact, he has won over Wenren Yuanjing in disguise.

The only thing that Le Feng is a little entangled with is probably that junior brother......

This kind of thing is actually a bit of a slap in the face Gu Changheng.

But thinking of his junior brother's unreliability at some times, Le Feng actually felt that maybe Qingye's multiple masters were hurting, which was also a good thing.

And the other party is still respectful.

With the support of such an alchemy master, those who were always staring at Lu Qingye had to weigh whether they had that life if they wanted to move her again.

Shangyao Sect, as a Taoist sect, is actually restricted on the surface of many things.

But as an alchemy master, the crowd that Wen Ren Yuan Jing faced was vast and complex.

Among them, there are many outlaws who lick blood from the knife edge.

In this world, sometimes evil is used to fight evil, and the effect is more significant.

"In that case, then let me ask my junior brother."

As Lu Qingye's master, even if it is more nominal, he still has to ask the other party somewhat.

Wen Ren Yuanjing snorted and did not object.

Although his temper is not very good, he is not unreasonable.

Although he felt that Gu Changheng's wishes were not important.

Over there, Lefeng was transmitting the sound to Gu Changheng, and Yuan Jing had already grilled the fish.

He roasted two, and Lu Qingye also roasted one in his hand.

Lu Qingye thought that the other party was going to eat two by himself, after all, the wine fairy was delicious.

But she didn't expect Wenren Yuanjing to hand her one.

"Look at the fish you grilled, it's a waste of bacco! Eat this one baked by Benjun! ”

Lu Qingye looked at the brown and crispy baccofish that was handed to him, and hesitated.

However, Yuan Jing had already forcibly stuffed her into her arms.

He also looked a little awkward, talking in an urn of anger, pulling a face, humming and chirping to eat another fish in his hand.

Le Feng, who had already finished transmitting the sound, looked at the relationship between the two, and suddenly felt a little sympathetic to his junior brother.

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