"Okay, then let's go!" Feng Jinteng stood up.

Song Yunge entered the house in a flash, changed into a simple gray robe, restrained his flying look, gloomy and mediocre.

Feng Jin glanced at him and shook his head.

Tianyue Mountain is the only one who knows that Yun Ge is extremely intelligent, and he is unruly, Yun Ge wears a mask to hide his wisdom in front of outsiders, and he has a hard time.

The two of them left the small courtyard and went to the gate of the other courtyard.

Along the way, they ran into the same door from time to time, and they all hugged their fists and saluted Feng Jin.

Song Yunge saluted others.

The masters of the Outer Heaven age slowly, and Feng Jin didn't look much older than Song Yunge, but he was actually a full twenty-four years older.

Tianyue Mountain accepts one disciple in the twelfth year, and the sixth disciple is a generation.

Song Yunge was fortunate that he was not the youngest disciple of this class, not a junior brother, and the younger junior sister Zhuo Xiaowan, who was one year younger than himself.

As soon as Zhuo Xiaowan was mentioned, he secretly shook his head.

Zhuo Xiaowan is a genius among geniuses, the pinnacle of sword masters, and can step into the sword venerable at any time.

In terms of qualifications, Senior Brother Feng is also average in Tianyue Mountain, and his desire for merit is no worse than his own, so he can be moved by himself.

The two of them walked out of the gate of the Tianyue Courtyard, got into the bustling crowd, shuttled freely like swimming fish, and soon came to a mansion five miles away.

The plaque reads "Zhangfu" two golden characters, and the lower right corner is a Vermilion Bird pattern, which can be seen to be the Shichang Mansion of Suzaku Wei surnamed Zhang.

The two of them bypassed the screen and saw eight people standing on the empty red clay martial arts training ground in front of the hall, and a handsome young man on the steps of the hall was staring at them coldly.

Everyone was silent, and the atmosphere was oppressive and heavy.

Hearing footsteps, everyone turned their heads to look.

The young man on the steps looked up, his handsome face became more and more gloomy, and shouted, "Feng Jin, what are you doing here!"

"Zhang Tianfang, can't we come to lay the foundation for Xiaolin Xiaoguo and them?" Feng Jin raised his chest slightly and said with a grin: "This is not your Infinite Sea, right?"

The corners of Song Yunge's mouth curled slightly, and he secretly smiled bitterly.

I didn't expect to be here.

It's really not that the rivalry doesn't get together, this Zhang Tianfang is a disciple of the Infinite Sea, and the Infinite Sea and Tianyue Mountain are rivals, old enemies.

What's worse is that the two are still rivals in love.

This Zhang Tianfang is usually gentle, but as soon as he meets Senior Brother Feng, he becomes a different person, and the tip of the needle is against Mai Mang.

Senior Brother Feng is the same.

is usually gentle and elegant, but as soon as he meets Zhang Tianfang, he becomes aggressive and speaks sharply.

The two of them can't see each other, and as soon as they see each other, they instantly enter a fighting state.

Zhang Tianfang's face was gloomy, and he said coldly: "This is my Shi Chang's Mansion, I have the right to be the master, get out of you!"

"Kindness is regarded as a donkey's liver and lungs, let's come to pay tribute sincerely, but you drive people away, how can there be such a truth in the world?"

"It's strange if you're sincere, you're here to see the fun, to see my jokes, to laugh at how incompetent I am, I can't keep my subordinates, Feng Jin, I don't know your bad intentions?"

Song Yunge saw that Feng Jin was about to sneer at him, and hurriedly pulled his arm: "Senior Brother Feng, forget it, let's go." ”

Feng Jin was about to shake off his arm.

But Song Yunge knew that he was used to it, and he was not thrown away with any force.

This immediately made Zhang Tianfang laugh: "Feng Jin, take a look, you are so unpopular, Xiao Song is stopping you!"

He looked at Song Yunge with burning eyes: "Xiao Song, although your martial arts are weak and wasteful, your heart and eyes are not bad. ”

Song Yunge tugged at the corners of his mouth.

Do you scold yourself or praise yourself? Usually when I see this Tianfang, I treat myself very kindly and gently, but this is not the face.

Feng Jin shouted angrily: "Bastard! Who is the waste?!"

Song Yunge pulled Feng Jin out of the gate with force.

If you continue to scold, you don't know what you will be scolded, although you are immune to these words, but you still don't hear it.

Feng Jin was still angry when he left the courtyard, and he muttered angrily: "A stinky mouth, a waste, who is a waste, he is a waste!"

Song Yunge said: "Senior brother, the business is important, let's follow the resentment!"

He also had a fire in his heart.

When he encounters the contemptuous eyes and contemptuous tone of others, he looks casual on the outside, but his heart is blazing.

But no matter how unwilling you are, what can you do? Losing your temper? That's self-inflicted humiliation.

You can only turn anger into motivation, strive to make more contributions, enter the sacred mountain for a long time, and make up for your own perception of this world!

He firmly believes that he will have the day when he will raise his eyebrows and look down on all beings!

Feng Jin took a few deep breaths, his flushed face calmed down, and hummed, "See the resentment?"

Song Yunge pointed to the air: "There!"

Feng Jin looked up.

With no clouds and a clear sky, today is a rare good weather and it will be a sunny day.

He searched intently, but saw nothing, shook his head and gave up.

Song Yunge led the way, and the two walked to the Chaoran Building.

Looking at the transcendent building with towering clouds and gorgeous flower archways, Feng Jin frowned: "Is it really here?"

Chaoran Building is a famous restaurant in Daluo City, the price is expensive, and a meal is better than the annual expenses of an ordinary family.

The most important thing in Daluo City is the rich people, it is a gold cave with a radius of thousands of miles, and there are many guests.

"Let's go. Song Yunge stepped forward.

"Yo, two guest officers, please ——! inside" The beautiful little two greeted him warmly and took the two of them to the second floor.

The first floor is lively and noisy, there is no shelter between the seats, and those who like to be lively are on the first floor.

The second floor is relatively quiet, with a screen between the seats.

The third floor is the quietest, with separate rooms above it that can even be used for the night.

Song Yunge found a window seat.

After sitting down, Feng Jin grinned and looked at the menu, frowning and reluctantly asking for two plates of dim sum.

Song Yunge calmly glanced around, but Quan Dang didn't see his painful appearance.

Feng Jin sucked in the cool air and shook his head, if he wasn't afraid of being embarrassed, he would have complained a lot at this time.

He usually would never go to the Chaoran Building to eat, and if he came here to eat, he would be wronged, and the same dish was three to five times the price of others.

Song Yunge stretched out his hand to cover his mouth, his lips moving silently.

Feng Jin clearly heard his words: "The one in the southwest who wears a yellow robe and listens to a small song." ”

This transcendent building is expensive, but there is a reason for being expensive, there are dozens of beautiful singers in the building, skilled in the piano, and beautiful in singing.

As long as you have money, you can invite singers to perform in front of you.

Where Song Yunge and the two were sitting, they could see a table in the southwest corner through the gap in the screen.

A young man in a yellow robe and a purple face sat at the table, picking up a piece of fruit or snack from time to time and throwing it into his mouth, chewing while squinting and watching the beautiful girl in front of him play the pipa and sing songs.

Feng Jin looked at Song Yunge.

Song Yunge nodded.

Feng Jin frowned.

Song Yunge nodded slowly, his expression determined.

The two are so familiar that they can communicate just by looking at each other.

"He ——?" Feng Jin couldn't help but pass his voice into the secret: "How is it possible?"

Whoever becomes a demon lord is often ruthless and determined.

The martial arts of the Demon Gate are too easy to go mad, and the requirements for the heart are countless times stricter than those of the Middle Earth Sects, and those who lack the heart cannot reach the Demon Lord Realm.

The yellow-robed young man in front of him knew at a glance that it was a true revelation, not a pretend, a real chick, and the desire and greed in his eyes could not be faked.

It's not like a demon lord.

Song Yunge transmitted the voice into the secret: "It's him!"

He suddenly raised his hand and raised his voice: "Xiao Er, this way!

Feng Jin was taken aback, and hurriedly ripped off his hand: "Don't mess around!"

Song Yunge smiled: "Don't worry, I won't tell Senior Sister Gu." ”

"Who is afraid that you will tell her! I didn't bring so many silver tickets!" Feng Jin said hurriedly.

Song Yunge said: "Then I'll please!"

He smiled and was about to continue to raise his hand, but he saw two red-robed young men striding upstairs, one thin and one strong, walking towards the yellow-robed young man.

The girl who was playing the pipa and singing was stunned by their menacing appearance, and the sound of the pipa and the song came to an abrupt end.

The young man in the yellow robe didn't seem to see the two, only stared at the girl who was singing, and waved his hand: "Go on!"

"Boy, you've done something!" a red-robed young man snapped.

Song Yunge turned his head to look at Feng Jin.

Feng Jin was also looking at him.

The two looked at each other.

These two red-robed youths are Zhu Que Wei, the thin one is Fang Henian, and the fat one is Zhao Youjun, and they only nodded their heads.

Suzaku has a delicate relationship with each other, being teammates, sometimes fighting enemies together, and being competitors.

After all, everyone wants to grab more credit, and they all want to stay in the Dead God Mountain for a longer time and improve their understanding.

The gap of an hour in the Dead God Mountain may be the difference between heaven and earth, one step ahead is one step ahead, you will become the weakest one if you don't fight, be despised, ignored or even bullied.

"Senior brother, I'm afraid I'm going to be robbed by them. Song Yunge propped up his arms, his little fingers scratching his eyebrows.

Feng Jin's face was gloomy and he nodded slowly.

This great credit is going to be robbed!

I don't know when he will encounter such a credit again, and his heart is dripping blood.