Chapter 1003: Crisis?

"The owner of the Baiyun Martial Arts Pavilion is not here!" In a moment, a group of monks dressed in light yellow clothes unceremoniously pushed the door in, looked at Li Bo and shouted.

The sudden arrival of this group of people made Li Bo and Li Li's eyes freeze suddenly, but Chen Feng looked at this group of people with a playful face, not understanding the purpose of this group of people coming here.

"I'm the owner of the Baiyun Martial Arts Pavilion, who are these little brothers?" Li Bo's eyes flashed, and then he greeted him with a smile on his face.

"We are from the Chengdu City Cultivator Alliance, and we came here today to collect the monthly payment. The yellow-shirted monk at the head said with a grin.

"Monthly payment?" Li Bo's face stiffened, and he said, "This little brother, didn't this month's monthly payment just hand over a few days ago, why did you come to collect it again today?"

"A few days ago, who did you hand in the monthly payment for?" The yellow-shirted young man's eyes turned a little cold, and he looked at Li Bo and said loudly: "Our Cultivator Alliance has not received your monthly payment from the Baiyun Martial Pavilion. ”

Li Bo hurriedly said: "This, little brother, three days ago, I personally handed over the monthly payment to the white deacon of Fuhumen. ”

"Fuhumen?" the yellow-shirted monk said disdainfully, "Fuhumen is Fuhumen, they have received your monthly payment, but it does not mean that my Cultivator Alliance has received your monthly payment." Today, you will hand over the monthly payment, or let it, and don't open your Baiyun Martial Arts Pavilion. ”

"Little brother, I think you are mistaken, my Baiyun Martial Arts Pavilion has always been the sphere of influence of Fuhumen, it stands to reason that my Baiyun Martial Arts Pavilion only needs to want Fuhumen to hand over the monthly payment. Although Li Bo's voice was full of questions, it also contained a sense of questioning.

Who knows, hearing Li Bo's words, the yellow-shirted monk became even more arrogant. He looked at Li Bo coldly, and said with a threatening face: "Naturally, you can not pay it, but in the future, your Baiyun Martial Arts Pavilion will not gain a foothold in Chengdu City." ”

This time, Li Li didn't do it. She was already a quick-tempered master, and walked in front of the yellow-shirted monk in two steps, and shouted excitedly: "You are really unreasonable, our Baiyun Martial Arts Pavilion is obviously under the control of the Fuhumen, and now you are interfering, aren't you afraid that the Fuhumen will settle accounts with you?"

When the monk Huangshan heard this, he immediately laughed: "Fuhumen, what is Fuhumen? Our Cultivator Alliance is not something that Fuhumen can afford to provoke." Chick, I'm not afraid to tell you that today's Fuhumen is stormy, and it won't be long before it stumbles. ”

Saying that, the monk of Huangshan once again coldly forgot about Li Bo, and said coldly: "Old thing, don't blame me for not reminding you, if you can't hand in this month's monthly rules, you Baiyun Martial Arts Pavilion won't want to gain a foothold in Chengdu City." ”

"You deceive people too much!" Li Li was immediately furious, and stretched out her hand to teach the yellow-shirted monk who was the leader a lesson.

Who knows, this yellow-shirted monk seems to have been guarding against Li Li for a long time, and as soon as he made a mistake, he let Li Li's slender jade hand pass, and then, a touch of coldness flashed on the yellow-shirted monk's face, and he actually slapped Li Li's back with his backhand.

Li Li was shocked. She couldn't have imagined that this young man in the yellow shirt would be so deeply hidden, and with her strength in the later stage of Jindan, she would not have the upper hand at all, and she was even controlled by the other party.

However, she was shocked, but Li Li was not afraid. You know, Chen Feng is here.

The figure flashed, Chen Feng didn't know when he had come to Li Li's side, and his broad arms hugged Li Li in his arms, and then, without seeing any movement from him, the yellow-shirted monk was blood spurting wildly and flying out.

"Lily, you have to cultivate well, look at it, a random cat or dog can bully you. Chen Feng looked at Li Li in his arms with a smile and teased.

"Isn't this you?" Li Li smiled coquettishly, but secretly remembered Chen Feng's words in her heart.

Over the years, although in the eyes of outsiders, her cultivation has grown extremely rapidly, but compared with Chen Feng, she definitely can't keep up with the rhythm. Li Li is a self-reliant woman, and she is not absolutely willing to always hide under Chen Feng's wing.

"Lily, are you alright?" Li Bo hurried over and looked at Li Li with some concern. The fight between Li Li and the yellow-shirted monk just now was so fast that he didn't even react.

While worried, Li Bo was full of praise for Chen Feng. Li Li couldn't beat the people, Chen Feng cleaned them up casually, doesn't this just show that Chen Feng is a master?

"Senior brother, senior brother, senior brother is dead!" On the other side, the group of yellow-shirted monks surrounded the man just now, with a look of horror on their faces.

"What a Baiyun Martial Arts Pavilion, you actually killed our senior brother, we didn't play today's matter. Brothers, let's go!" said that, everyone carried the dead monk and walked out of the Baiyun Martial Arts Hall.

Looking at their departing backs, Li Bo's brows furrowed suddenly.

After pondering for a moment, he suddenly raised his head, looked at Chen Feng and his daughter heavily, and said, "Lili, Chen Feng, this Cultivator Alliance is extremely powerful, we killed their people today, and the Cultivator Alliance will definitely not let us go." You two run away now, the farther you go, the better, and better if they never find you. ”

Li Li smiled, she looked at her father with emotion, and said affectionately: "Dad, what are you talking about." At this time, how could I leave you and your mother and go by myself. Besides, with Chen Feng here, not to mention a cultivator alliance, even if there are ten hundred, then there is no fear. ”

"Yes, uncle, you have been relieved for a long time, and let me handle the matter here. Chen Feng also said with a smile.

"Well, well. I have some friendship with the white deacon of Fuhumen, so I put out this old face and begged Deacon Bai to see if Fuhumen can help us. Li Bo frowned, as if there was a lingering concern.

Chen Feng understood that Li Bo didn't understand his strength after all, and was afraid that he would suffer a loss in this matter, so he made this move.

However, Chen Feng did not stop it. He wanted to see what this Fuhumen would do. He had already consulted Li Li earlier, and Li Bo and He Xinlan couldn't let go of the disciples of the Baiyun Martial Arts Pavilion and were unwilling to leave Chengdu City. In order to allow his father-in-law and mother-in-law and their martial arts hall to develop safely in Chengdu City, Chen Feng decided to support a force. If this Fuhu Gate can really protect these martial arts halls below, Chen Feng is also willing to help them. Li Bo went to ask for help, which can be regarded as a test for Chen Feng to Fuhumen.

In order to ensure the safety of Li Bo's departure, Chen Feng separated a trace of immortal consciousness and attached it to Li Bo's body, once those people in the Xiuzhen Alliance wanted to be unfavorable to Li Bo, Chen Feng could immediately know.

The first meeting with my father-in-law ended in such an encounter. That night, after having dinner with Chen Feng, Li Bo left the Baiyun Martial Arts Pavilion overnight and went to the Fuhu Gate.

And Chen Feng and Li Li comforted He Xinlan, the mother-in-law who was also worried, in every possible way, and then returned to the room hand in hand and went to Wushan **.