Whether it was the Sunset Sect camp or the Yanyumen camp, almost all of them looked at the scene in front of them with shocked faces, they didn't understand why Mo Changfeng did this, and they didn't know who the 'thirteen' in Mo Changfeng's mouth was.

Like gossip, perhaps a common problem of people. Looking at the situation just now, Mo Changfeng was heading towards Elder Danxi of the Yanyu Gate, could it be that there was some ulterior secret between them?

In the whispers of everyone, Qianyang was in a hurry, and his lips squirmed and passed to Mo Changfeng again and again: "Senior brother, what's wrong with you!!?

Although everyone didn't know why, it was the disciples of the Sunset Sect who suffered, and it was the Sunset Sect who hit the face. At that moment, many disciples of the Sunset Sect glared angrily, but when it came to the two sects, no one dared to step forward and ask their heads.

As for Fuyao Shizu herself, she also woke up from her meditation, she just glanced at Mo Changfeng with a slight frown, but she didn't say anything to stop it.

Let's talk about Mo Changfeng, the palm just now was extremely heavy, and after it was shot down, he spit out a few mouthfuls of blood. The bloodstains have already soaked the Taoist clothes red.

Mo Changfeng covered the wound on his chest, and looked up in a light 'cough': Wei Shisan, who was not far away, was staring at him with beautiful eyes, like the bright eyes of autumn water.

"Thirteen!thirteen!!"

Seeing Wei Shisan's eyes, Mo Changfeng couldn't take care of it, endured the severe pain in his body, used all his strength, and crawled towards Wei Shisan one by one.

Seeing that Mo Changfeng didn't know whether he was alive or dead, the Yanyumen Foundation Building Monk who shot just now, the anger on her face became even stronger, and she shouted angrily: "Boy, you are looking for !! death."

After saying that, the Yanyumen Foundation Building Monk flashed, appeared in front of Mo Changfeng, raised his golden palm, and slapped it down mercilessly, which was a means to kill with one blow.

"Thirteen ......" faced with the fatal blow above his head, Mo Changfeng did not dodge or dodge, his eyes were full of tears, and he looked at Wei Thirteen not far away stupidly.

At this moment, the golden palm was less than a few inches away from Mo Changfeng's forehead. The monks of the two sects held their breath and looked at them in a daze, could it be that Mo Changfeng just received the boxed lunch?

"Humph!"

At the last moment, a red shadow suddenly flashed, and the golden palm was swept away lightly, and a push hand took advantage of the momentum, and it hit the chest of the Yanyumen monk firmly.

"Ah——!h

With a coquettish snort, the foundation building monk of the Yanyu Gate was actually slapped away by a blow and fell more than ten zhang away, also smashing a stone. However, the push just now didn't seem to be too heavy, and the woman's chest just rose and fell for a while, and then the injury was suppressed.

Everyone came to their senses: the person who came to the rescue just now was the Fuyao Master Ancestor of the Sunset Sect!

At this moment, Fuyao looked at Mo Changfeng beside him with a slightly angry face. However, Mo Changfeng didn't care much about Fuyao, and still crawled towards Wei 13 one by one.

Not far away, Wei Shisan, after she saw Fuyao slap her disciple injured, she didn't seem to be too angry, but showed a smile on her face, staring at Mo Changfeng intently.

Wei 13 is like this, but Fuyao's face can't be hung up. I saw her with a delicate face, and shouted loudly: "Danxi, don't put away your charm technique soon!"

"Giggle~ Sister don't be angry~~" With some charm in the silver bell-like laughter, Wei 13 slowly stood up and walked over with a smile.

When Wei 13 walked to Mo Changfeng's side, she giggled at Fuyao, and another voice like a silver bell came out: "Giggle~ Sister Fuyao, don't be angry, sister, withdraw the charm." ”

"Thirteen!thirteen!!"

Mo Changfeng saw Wei 13 walking in front of him, he struggled to support himself, stood up, looked at each other, and his hazy tears were full of love, and he couldn't help but raise his arm, wanting to touch her cheek.

"Thirteen!"

Seeing that the palm of his hand was about to touch Wei Thirteen's cheek for another half an inch. But in the next moment, in Mo Changfeng's sight, suddenly, Wei Shisan's face became blurred!

"Thirteen!!Thirteen!!"

Mo Changfeng was startled and dazed, and hurriedly blinked his eyes heavily, and couldn't help but be stunned on the spot, like a piece of wood standing, staring blankly at the strange woman in front of him, and for a while, he forgot to withdraw the palm that poked out.

The palm of the hand touched the woman's cheek: the tentacle was cold and soft.

The cold feeling coming from his hand made Mo Changfeng come back to his senses: the woman in front of him, where is still his thirteenth, but it is another delicate strange woman. Compared with Fuyao, her beauty is as good as Fuyao, and her eyes also exude a few wisps of enchantment, which is seductive.

"Giggle~~" The woman let out a delicate laughter, which shook people's hearts.

When Mo Changfeng heard this, he was suddenly startled, and his mind calmed down instantly, and he quickly retracted his palm. It was also at this time that he discovered that Master Fuyao was standing beside him!

"Master!Master!!"

At that moment, Mo Changfeng was shocked into a cold sweat, and hurriedly bowed and saluted. However, as soon as he bent down, there was a pain in his body, but he squatted on the ground again.

Fuyao's willow eyebrows couldn't help frowning, and when he was about to say something, Danxi's eyes were wiped with a trace of surprise, and the flowers and branches trembled with a smile.

"Sister Fuyao, this apprentice of yours is interesting, I didn't expect him to fall for my magic trick, it seems that he is also a person with deep affection. Tsk, such a man is quite hard to find, I didn't expect my sister to meet one..."

Speaking of this, Dan Xi grinned again: "Sister Fuyao, how about you give this person to your sister? Sister is willing to exchange a golden god pill!"

"Golden Divine Pill!"

Hearing Dan's name, Fuyao's eyes first flashed a hint of surprise, then a hint of crimson flashed on her face, and finally, she snorted coldly and did not answer.

"Humph!"

The next moment, Fuyao waved with one hand. Immediately afterwards, Mo Changfeng only felt that his body was out of his control, and he actually floated out of thin air!

"Long Shang, heal him first!" With the words, Mo Changfeng floated to Long Shang's side.

Ignoring Mo Changfeng anymore, Fuyao and Danxi chatted a few words. Then the two of them went to the pothole and began to talk.

Here, after Mo Changfeng was just put down, he was fed an unknown pill by Long Shang. It was also until this moment that Mo Changfeng knew that the old man surnamed Long was called Long Shang.

Then, Long Shangdan held Mo Changfeng's wrist, and a stream of pure spiritual power instantly flowed through Mo Changfeng's whole body. With such pure spiritual power, coupled with the effect of the elixir, Mo Changfeng's injuries were recovering rapidly.

It was just half a cup of tea, Long Shang put away his palm, and Mo Changfeng's body didn't seem to be so painful anymore.

"Thank you, Uncle Long!" Mo Changfeng shook his head, stood up embarrassedly, and saluted respectfully to Long Shang.

"Well, let's get back to the group. The dragon merchant waved his hand.

"Yes, Uncle Shi!"

Mo Changfeng returned to the camp of the Sunset Sect under the gaze of everyone, and the voice of Qianyang came from his ears: "Senior brother, it's amazing, you got close to the Fuyao Ancestor, and even touched Elder Danxi's cheek!

Then, Qianyang's whisper came from his ears: "I said, why don't you accept Senior Sister Yuxue, it turns out that you have already had a confidant." Hehe, senior brother is looking away......"

Regarding Qianyang's transmission, Mo Changfeng did not respond. It's just that, under the gaze of many fellow disciples, he just felt that his cheeks were hot and hot, he lowered his head, didn't speak, and his head was still the face of Wei Thirteen.

At this moment, Mo Changfeng seems to have become the focus of everyone!

In the Sunset Sect camp, there were many female disciples who looked at Mo Changfeng with flashing eyes.

In the Yanyumen camp opposite, there were also a lot of beautiful eyes, and they didn't know what they were thinking.

Of course, Yu Xue was also one of them: she looked at Mo Changfeng with her jade neck sideways, with joy on her face and a hint of sadness......

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After the half-burnt incense, Fuyao and Danxi finished discussing, Yingbu walked over, and said with a slight anger between his eyebrows: "What about Liu Xi? Why are there three less?"

Hearing the master's question, the foundation building monks present all looked stunned, and they didn't dare to exhale one. Mo Changfeng looked down: he even found that the legs of some of the foundation building uncles were shaking constantly.

At this time, Long Shang stepped forward, walked to Fuyao's side, and whispered......

Listening to Long Shang's words, Fuyao's willow eyebrows frowned slightly, and muttered to himself: "Billions of sound bee insects? And there is more than one ......place! Could it be that something will change in Wan Musen?"

But the next moment, Fuyao heard somewhere, but his expression suddenly turned cold, and a murderous aura burst out: "Traitor?"

After Long Shang finished speaking, Fuyao looked at a female disciple and said, "Yi Sui, is it true that Liu Xi and the four of them took the lead in instigating?"

Hearing Fuyao's question, a female disciple of Zhuji walked out of the crowd: she was the Uncle Yi who did not escape after the battle of the sound bee worm!

"Master Mingjian! The incident of that day was caused by Liu Xi and the four of them taking the lead in instigating!" After Yi Sui said this, he stood aside respectfully and did not say anything more.

Hearing this, Fu Yao frowned slightly, looked at all the Foundation Building Realm cultivators present, and also looked at Mo Changfeng, the hundred Qi Cultivation Realm cultivators, but he didn't say anything again.

Then, with a flick of one hand, eight fiery red beads floated in the air: "Long Shang, pick out four disciples with higher cultivation to replace the position of the Eight Divisions of the Upper Flame." As for the Rock Dragon Array, it will be reduced to four people for the time being, and you can go and set up the formation. ”

"Yes!Master!!"

Regarding Liu Xi and the four of them, Fuyao didn't ask much, which means that a conclusion has been reached. All the foundation building monks present breathed a sigh of relief, and after bowing, they followed the dragon merchant to the pothole and set up a magic circle.

At the same time, in the Yanyumen camp opposite, dozens of disciples also swept out and joined the ranks of the array.

Fu Yao glanced at the hundred Qi Cultivation Realm disciples again, left a sentence, and then floated to the rock not far away: "Meditate on the spot and adjust, and after four days, enter the secret realm!"