Wen San didn't realize that these people had bad brains, and with the identity of Tianquan Peak's disciples, anyone dared to provoke them.

He turned his head and looked at Mu Wanfeng: "Brother Feng, is this really good?"

After all, it's a bit stupid to be in the same door, but it's also a person, and he can't bear it.

What's more, the most important thing is that he is worried that Mu Wanfeng will fall deeper and deeper in the killing, and finally become indifferent and ruthless.

Mu Wanfeng raised her eyebrows: "So, you want to take care of me?"

Wen San hurriedly waved his hand and said, "I just saw that you were about to be dragged to the sky, so it was very hateful." ”

"You are a fairy fighting, and you have no scruples, but I'm different. I am mortal in the flesh, and I have not yet married a wife and had children, so you must remember to protect me later. ”

Mu Wanfeng said: "Where is the protection?

Wen San covered his crotch: "Don't hit its idea, I'm straight, straight kind!"

I don't know if someone reported it, or if Lu Qingquan heard the movement, he was surrounded by several people and walked out of the main hall.

Lu Qingquan's left and right are Huo Ying and Li Changfeng.

"Who is presumptuous here?"

Lu Qingquan stood on the steps, condescendingly staring at Mu Wanfeng, shouting sternly, and the sound shook the four fields.

When the disciples heard this voice, their hearts were uneasy, and they immediately gained confidence, and they stopped retreating.

Mu Wanfeng was also in front of the stone steps, stopped, and looked up.

The eyes of the two met in the air, as if they were fighting fiercely, and they did not give in to each other, making the atmosphere freeze instantly.

After a while, Lu Qingquan's momentum weakened, and he suddenly found that he couldn't see through the person in front of him.

"Why did Your Excellency come to Yuntian Palace, and why did you slaughter my disciples?"

Although the words were reproachful, they were obviously a little more polite.

"If you want to kill, you will kill, why do you need a reason?"

Mu Wanfeng's expression was indifferent, and she answered lightly, without the slightest concern for Lu Qingquan's face, nor did she mean to borrow the donkey from the slope.

Arrogance, arrogance!

This was on the minds of all those present.

Lu Qingquan's face was gloomy like water, this was the only way to force him on-to war.

If you win, this is a matter of course, if you lose, even if you have a life, it is a loss of majesty, and the evening is not guaranteed.

Mu Wanfeng had a palpitating feeling on his body, he didn't want to be his enemy, but others didn't appreciate it at all.

Lu Qingquan didn't give up, and continued to ask: "Dare to ask Your Excellency's name?"

Mu Wanfeng said: "Emperor Heart Sword!"

Like Yun Lan, Lu Qingquan was extremely unfamiliar with this name.

"I have no grievances with Your Excellency in the past, no enmity in recent days, and I have never offended, right?"

Mu Wanfeng didn't answer, took out the invitation card from the placket, sandwiched it between his fingers and threw it out.

The invitation was like a speeding arrow, piercing through the air and heading straight for Lu Qingquan.

Lu Qingquan stretched out his hand to catch it, although there was no accident in the process, but the spiritual power that protected the invitation really shocked him.

Condensed, majestic, like a mountain.

He had to admit that his spiritual power was also far from it.

It is impossible for such a character to be so nameless, he has never heard of him even after living for so long.

After opening the envelope and seeing the contents inside, Lu Qingquan's hanging heart was put back in his stomach.

He smiled, bowed to the evening breeze, and said: "Hehe~ It turned out to be a Taoist friend of Lingxiao Pavilion, come to me to send invitations, it was really a big flood that washed the Dragon King Temple, and his family didn't recognize his family." ”

"Your own family?" Mu Wanfeng said, suddenly chuckling.

Lu Qingquan's smile froze, and he had a bad premonition.

Sure enough, Mu Wanfeng laughed for a moment, her face turned cold, and she said mockingly: "You are also worthy?"

These three words, like a thunderbolt, shook people's hearts. Subsequently, Tianquan Peak seemed to have exploded, and there was an uproar.

Lu Qingquan can also see that this person is here to find fault, and he still puts on his face and slaps others.

Mu Wanfeng looked at Lu Qingquan's gloomy face, said no more, turned around and left.

meanwhile

On Kaiyang Peak, Chongxiao dragged a pile of paper in one hand and a storage ring in the other, and rushed into the Huofeng Building in a hurry.

"Master, Master, come out quickly!"

Wan Beichen was sulking because of what happened just now, and when he heard Chongxiao's shout, he seemed to have found an outlet, and roared: "Little rabbit, you are tired of being crooked!"

Chongxiao stood in the living room, a little confused.

Isn't it good in the morning? It's not like last night when the master didn't allow her to go to bed? Who provoked the master again?

After thinking about it carefully and feeling the heavy weight in his hand, he still risked being beaten and shouted, "The disciple has something important. ”

"Fuck off, hold back something, let's talk about it tomorrow!"

Chongxiao cried bitterly, with helplessness on his face.

Master, you are so willful, the master must not be there, right?

"Master, I can't hold it back, you hurry down, it's really important. ”

Bang!

When Chongxiao heard this voice, he knew that the window must have been kicked open.

As soon as he turned around, he saw Wan Beichen really flash in from the door, and slapped his palm at him angrily.

He smiled bitterly in his heart, it seems that he can't run away from this beating.

Without thinking much about it, Chongxiao hurriedly put the paper into the storage ring to avoid being beaten, and in the process, Shizun destroyed it.

However, at this moment, a figure flashed in, and the hen guarded Chongxiao like a cub.

"What are you doing? ”

Chongxiao felt that the figure in front of him was extremely tall and majestic, and he was almost not moved.

He was bitter in his heart, when Mu Wanfeng was there in the past, he could still help him share part of the energy of the master beating people.

This is also one of the reasons why he takes unusual care of Mu Wanfeng, if nothing else, he really feels guilty.

But in the past three years, he suddenly felt pressured, and he was about to be beaten from time to time. Every time Wan Beichen is beaten, he misses Mu Wanfeng a little more.

Wan Beichen withdrew his hand, snorted heavily, and changed the topic: "Who was that person just now?"

"He calls himself the Emperor's Heart Sword," Yun Lan shook his head, and handed over the extremely crumpled paper that had been kneaded twice, and continued, "But it should be the wind." ”

Wan Beichen's eyes flashed, and he looked at the letter paper in his hand.

However, his brow furrowed again, and he asked, "What should be?"

Hearing Mu Wanfeng's news, Chongxiao also pricked up his ears on the side, listened carefully, and forgot what was in hand.

Yun Lan sighed lightly: "He doesn't know what method to use, he has changed his appearance, probably because he doesn't know how to face us~"

"What about the others?"

"I let him go. ”

Wan Beichen was silent, his mood was even worse, and he crumpled the poor letter paper into a ball for the third time and was still on the ground.

"Hmph! It's better not to come back!"

After speaking, he glared at Chongxiao fiercely, and prepared to go upstairs.

"Master, wait, the disciple has something to say. ”