"Young Master, Zhufeng Zhenchuan invites Young Master to the banquet!"

In the Qingshui Pavilion Meditation Hall, Fang Shiyu suddenly opened his eyes, his face was flushed at this time, not for anything else, because his cultivation process was interrupted.

Fang Shiyu pushed open the door with a straight face, and what greeted him was a "well-behaved and cute" girl.

"Didn't I say that no one is allowed to come in here without my permission, or am I so good to you that I have forgotten my humility?"

"Plop", the big girl fell to her knees in fear, "Slave.. The slave knows it's wrong... In the past, it was the chief cow who came to invite the young master, but the big cow manager was not there, and the slave was afraid of delaying the young master's big things, so she dared to come to the young master. Please forgive the young master, forgive the sins!"

The eldest girl kept kowtowing, but Fang Shiyu secretly sneered: "What a loyal maid, it seems that this Qingshui Pavilion can't stay anymore!"

Fang Shiyu has a sense of urgency, this sense of urgency does not only come from what Hun Qiu said to him, but from this environment, all day under the noses of others, Fang Shiyu feels that it is difficult for him to do much, if he wants to overturn the chessboard, he must first jump out of the chessboard, otherwise he can only be a chess piece for the rest of his life.

How to jump out of the chessboard? The trip to the Sword Pavilion is quite important.

"Forget it, it's better not to be exposed at this time!"

Fang Shiyu helped the big girl up, and he said amiably: "Get up, big girl, this son has been in a bad mood recently, don't think about it, in the future, this meditation hall, you can come if you want, the big cow is gone, you are the head of this house, and you should be responsible for all affairs." ”

The eldest girl looked at Fang Shiyu incredulously, she immediately kowtowed and thanked her: "Young Master Xie!" At this moment, her heart was ecstatic, so she was one step closer to Fang Shiyu, according to the organization's plan, it was best to be able to climb into his bed.

This time, Fang Shiyu let the eldest girl kowtow, and the master and servant had their own calculations in their hearts.

"Okay, tell me who told me to go to the banquet?"

Fang Shiyu stood with his hands in his hands.

"The messenger said that it was the true transmission of Zhufeng, and the location was in our Mu Peak. The big girl replied.

"Where?" Fang Shiyu asked.

"Mu Feng, Qingyou Pavilion!"

When Fang Shiyu heard this, his brows furrowed, his eyes were silently covered with a layer of blood, and as soon as the moon was on his head, Fang Shiyu retreated and walked towards the Mufeng Qingyou Pavilion.

"Qingyou Pavilion is Lu Yao's garden, why is there a banquet in Qingyou Pavilion?" And all this Fang Shiyu didn't know.

At the same time, above the water peak, in a courtyard. In front of the delicate vanity mirror, a beauty shadow is scrambling to dress up, as if to meet her sweetheart.

"Hurry up, Xiaohua, what do you think of the color of this rouge? Look at this hairpin again, you think I am wearing this cyan robe, or this white neon dress?"

"It's too late!" Ying Qiaoqiao asked with a red face. Not long ago, she received news that Senior Sister was hosting a banquet for the Eight Sect disciples in Mufeng Qingyou Pavilion, which meant that her Tianming brother would definitely go. During the day, she didn't have a chance to contact Brother Tianming.

Now that I want to meet my sweetheart, I naturally have to dress up.

Xiaohua quipped: "Miss, you look good in whatever you wear! Miss is going to have a tryst with Young Master Tianming?"

"Dead girl, what are you talking nonsense? Okay, it's white, I need to take a shower. Ying Qiaoqiao denied it, but the expression on her face was obviously betraying her.

When Ying Qiaoqiao bathed, Xiaohua picked up Ying Qiaoqiao's bronze mirror, and in the bronze mirror was a small face that was not very old, but at this moment there was no longer that smiling face on the little face, but a decisive expression, she touched the small red wildflower on the top of her head, and sighed in her heart:

"Young master, Xiaohua must expose this adulterer and adulteress in person!"

Soon after, Ying Qiaoqiao finished bathing, and with the help of Xiaohua, she changed into a fairy white dress. Just when Ying Qiaoqiao was about to go out happily, Xiaohua pinched the corner of her clothes and said a little twistedly: "Miss, the slave also wants to see what the young master Tianming who haunts Miss looks like?"

Ying Qiaoqiao was stunned at first, but when she thought that she might need a maid to cover her later, she simply agreed.

"You little girl, let's go, take you to the world. ”

The master and servant walked down from the Shuifeng plank road, and Xiaohua opened the way in front of them with a spirit stone lantern, and there was nothing to say all the way.

The Wuzang Peak at night is actually not as dark as imagined, and the iron chain bridge connected by the great array of the heavens exudes a faint fluorescence at this time, and it is rumored that the iron cable is the outer dark iron, which comes from the starry sky, and this dark iron is still strong after tens of thousands of years of rain, snow, wind and frost.

Starting from the ancient pavilion in the central square, the Eight Gates of True Legend climbed all the way up the stairs to the sky, crossed the chain bridge, and finally went straight to the Qingyou Pavilion.

Chen Xianlong, who was defeated by Fang Shiyu with a blow on the road, chewed his tongue with resentment at this moment.

"You don't know, this Qingyou Pavilion is actually the attic of Mu Feng's true inheritance of Lu Yao, and now someone is inviting us in the Qingyou Pavilion, and I don't know if Fang Shiyu will go?"

He is similar to Zhang Daocheng of the Lihuo faction, and his hand is also broken at this moment, and the two have a feeling of sympathy.

Zhang Daocheng said: "You mean the late true heirloom Lu Yao, what is the relationship between him and Fang Shiyu?"

Chen Xianlong said: "What kind of relationship do you say between men and women? ”

The news that Jiumen decided to kill Fang Shiyu at the beginning has naturally spread to the juniors, Zhang Daocheng can't deny this, don't look at Fang Shiyu in his eyes so arrogant now, but what's the use of being arrogant?

The stronger his strength, the greater the threat in the eyes of some people, and the faster he will naturally die, otherwise why can't he even keep the person he likes?

At this time, a well-informed disciple of the Eight Sects said: "You say, why did this Lu Yao die? She is also a true disciple of Mu Feng, and she is also the daughter of the Eastern Qi National Teacher, and now she has died so incomprehensibly, Mu Feng is not coming out? Could it be that Lu Ming just forgot about it?"

"Don't say it, Qingshui Pavilion has arrived!"

A disciple saw a certain figure coming over and immediately reminded him.

"What are you afraid of? ”

The disciple pointed to the person who broke the news and motioned him to look ahead, at this time Fang Shiyu was walking over with his head down, as if he was holding something in his hand.

"Huh!"

In an instant, Fang Shiyu's figure flashed, and the qi and blood in his hand instantly went straight to that person's neck, but unlike the human head he expected to land, a folding fan blocked his sword.

At this moment, the person who broke the news dodged in shock.

"Fang Shiyu, attacking and killing my eight disciples in such a large public, Qingyunmen is inevitably too arrogant!"

Jiang Tianming shook the folding fan lightly with a smile, Fang Shiyu's eyes were red at this moment, he found that he could only launch the word "anger" at this time, but Fang Shiyu did not act rashly, it was an angry blow just now, but at this moment he calmed down.

He looked at the white-clothed man in front of him who was half a head taller than him, this person had a virtuous personality, he looked like a girl, of course, he could also be said to be handsome, and Fang Shiyu naturally would not admit it.

The two parted at the touch of a button and retreated from each other.

Fang Shiyu asked, "Who are you?"

Jiang Tianming cranked the folding fan in his hand: "The contemptible person is too superior - Jiang Tianming!"

Facing Jiang Tianming's pretending to be forced, Fang Shiyu chuckled: "Let's see you in Qingyun Sword Pavilion!"

Just as Fang Shiyu was about to turn around and leave, another voice sounded beside him.

"Big nephew, don't go!"

Fang Shiyu suddenly turned his head and pointed his long sword at the tip of Wan Qing's nose.

"Who are you?"

Wan Qing glanced at Fang Shiyu's qi and blood long sword, and he pulled it away.

"Don't be angry, big nephew, if you want to be angry, you have to be angry with the little white face over there, I'm your uncle!"

Fang Shiyu drew his sword and stabbed, and Wan Qing had no choice but to swing his sword to resist.

No one wants to be taken advantage of by others, and for some reason a person came out and said that I am your uncle, do you believe it? Obviously, Fang Shiyu does not believe it.

Wan Qing said helplessly while blocking: "I'm really your uncle, dear! really! ”

Fang Shiyu looked at Wan Qing coldly.

"Don't believe you, ask you?"

Wan Qing pointed to his junior brother, and the younger brothers immediately nodded, and one of them even stood up and said, "Fang Shiyu, have you forgotten me?

"And me, we went to catch crickets together!"

Fang Shiyu, "......"

Okay, inexplicably ran out of a group of hair and an uncle, Fang Shiyu didn't know what to say for a while, at this moment, Fang Shiyu just wanted to quickly experience the feeling of triggering the word "anger" just now, and didn't want to entangle with these people, as for the banquet, don't go!

But at this moment, a dashing figure came to the sword, and this person was Lin Feng.

Lin Feng looked at everyone and said in a salty tone: "Senior Sister has an order, no one is allowed to use force here. Fang Shiyu, senior sister said that she wants to see you at the banquet. ”

Fang Shiyu looked at Lin Feng: "When did you become a messenger!"

Lin Fengli ignored Fang Shiyu, and Edgeworth turned around and left.

And the rest of the disciples looked at Lin Feng, who was leaving the sword, and sighed: "Is this the legendary sword cultivation? I feel that his cultivation is not as high as mine, and he can actually fly with the sword, envy!"

"What do you envy? Sword cultivation is not so easy to cultivate. Let's go, I heard that the senior sister of Qingyunmen is a big beauty, let's hurry up and take a look. ”

Jiang Tianming looked at Fang Shiyu with a smile on his face, at this time, Fang Shiyu also put away the qi and blood long sword, and as for the Wan Qing that was pasted up, he was slapped open by Fang Shiyu.

"Good boy, you dare to beat your uncle, there is no royal law, right?"

said that Wan Qing was about to roll up his sleeves to teach his nephew a lesson, but was stopped by the younger brother behind.

"Boss, you can't fight, have you forgotten what Sister Qian said?

"But..."Wan Qing seemed to think of something, and he stopped talking.

"Boss, Fang Shiyu just forgot what happened back then, didn't the ancestor say that his memory was washed away by the Spirit Cleansing Array at that time? It's normal to forget us, you can rest assured that he will definitely remember us after a while, after all, we are too high Dao Nine Great Chaos Demon Kings to miss him, after all, he is a soul less." ”

"What Nine Greats? Jiang Tianming's kid has been kicked out, damn, he actually abandoned me and other brothers for the position of a Daozi, that kid will have to lie under my knife sooner or later. ”

"Yes, yes, boss!"

Fang Shiyu disappeared into the darkness, he would naturally go to the banquet, after all, Li Piaoxue had spoken, and Fang Shiyu still remembered the original gift of Dan. But the trigger of the word "anger", he had to remember.

He randomly found a clean place on the side of the road and sat cross-legged on his knees, and began to savor it.

And at this moment, Jiang Tianming also walked towards Qingyou Pavilion with everyone with a smile, and as he walked, his eyes aimed at the place where Fang Shiyu left from time to time.

"Hmph, Fang Shiyu, you don't remember me, but I still remember you! Jiang Tianming thought so.

After a stick of incense, Fang Shiyu suddenly opened his eyes, he had already realized the trigger conditions of the word "anger", the so-called anger is to mobilize his emotions, only when emotions are angry, this can trigger the rules of the gods.

Fang Shiyu recalled the scene where Lu Yao fell into his arms that day, and a word of anger suddenly appeared on the door of his head, and then his eyes turned golden, and his body was filled with blood red with golden flames. At this moment, Fang Shiyu felt it carefully, through the description on the "Mighty Bull Demon Sutra", he should be in the stage of transition from a chick to a calf at this moment.

He clenched his fists, there were about eighteen oxen power, and the blood qi that burst out at this moment was, in a sense, the "battle qi" recorded in the original "Mighty Bull Demon Sutra".

Golden eyes and golden flames, unparalleled battle spirit, blood-colored long sword flying over his head, Fang Shiyu carefully understood the mystery, but at this moment, a white shadow was precise, one in front and one behind, two white shadows walked towards him under the faint fluorescence.

One of them was his divorced wife, and the other was none other than Xiaohua.

Fang Shiyu dispersed his blood, and he looked at the two of them coldly.

Obviously, Ying Qiaoqiao also saw Fang Shiyu, her neck was raised, her nostrils were facing the sky, she didn't see it, but Xiaohua winked at Fang Shiyu.

After the two left, a strip of cloth was left on the ground, Fang Shiyu picked up the strip of cloth, and the strip of cloth read: "Young master be careful, Ying Qiaoqiao is the one who murdered you that night" The payment was a small wildflower.

In an instant, Fang Shiyu's memory went back, that day the mountain flowers were blooming, the young master took two maids to collect wind on the slope of the outer gate, and the young master pointed to one of them and said: "In the future, you will be called Xiaobai!

After speaking, I picked two flowers on the ground, a white one for the one named Xiaobai to wear, and a red one for Xiaohua to wear...

The corners of Fang Shiyu's mouth rose, and he couldn't help but sigh: "There is true love in the world, how can you be inferior or inferior!"