"We don't seem to be friends yet!"

Emperor Tingfeng refused, he had no reason to get involved in other people's house locks, not to mention, he was not familiar with Fuye, and there was no excuse to sympathize with others. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"This ......" Fu Ye raised the Demon Suppression Ring and said, "This is very important to you! If you help me, I will return it to you, and it will be an exchange!"

Emperor Tingfeng had no reason to take advantage of others, so when Fuye said that he would return the Demon Suppression Ring to him, he would turn around and leave quietly.

Now, Fuye put forward a condition, and the exchange condition is the Demon Suppression Ring, and Emperor Tingfeng naturally has a reason to choose to accept it or not.

The Demon Ring is not very important to Emperor Tingfeng, the only thing it has is a commemorative significance!

"Okay!" Emperor Tingfeng only said one word, and Fuye threw the Demon Suppression Ring to Emperor Tingfeng, and Emperor Tingfeng raised his hand and held the Demon Suppression Ring in his hand.

"What are your requirements!" Emperor Tingfeng checked the Demon Suppression Ring in front of Fu Ye, and found that there was no damage or poisonous gas, so he put away the Demon Suppression Ring.

"Kill my eldest brother for me!" Fu Ye said resolutely, without any ambiguity, and did not hesitate to say anything about family affection and benevolence.

"Okay!" Emperor Tingfeng only said one word again, and asked for a token of the Shenglan Hall that could be passed at any time, and went around to investigate the situation.

As soon as the emperor heard the wind and left, Fuye wrapped himself tightly in the second time, and his figure disappeared from the inner hall in a flash.

Emperor Tingfeng also stayed in the Shenglan Hall at will, the sect master of the Shenglan Hall did not know where he went, the Emperor Tingfeng waited for dozens of days, and finally did not see the owner of the Shenglan Palace.

If he is bored, Emperor Tingfeng will also pretend to be a disciple of the Shenglan Palace, go to other small sects to wander around, and knock on other people's spells or something.

For a while, Emperor Tingfeng became famous in the Shenglan Palace, of course, not because it was good, but because he was regarded by various sects as spies sent by the Demon Sect.

The appearance of Emperor Tingfeng made those large and small immortal sect masters unable to sleep at night, and I was afraid that Emperor Tingfeng would suddenly take the people of the Demon Sect to destroy his foundation.

Such an earth-shattering thing naturally spread back to the ears of the Sect Master of the Holy Lan Palace, and the Sect Master of the Holy Lan Hall who saw the beginning and the end of the Divine Dragon really appeared.

The first thing the Sect Master of the Holy Lan Hall did when he returned to the Holy Lan Hall was to summon the Emperor to listen to the wind.

Because Fuye was lost to Emperor Tingfeng's large number of cronies, Emperor Tingfeng was not afraid of going head-to-head with the Sect Master of the Holy Lan Palace, anyway, as long as he killed the Sect Master of the Holy Lan Palace.

"You're the kid who made the nearby Immortal Sect uneasy!"

The sect master of the Holy Lan Hall saw the blue-haired monster boy Emperor Tingfeng for the first time, and easily broke into the inner hall, and the monks who were under pressure behind him showed a bitter gourd face.

The sect master of the Shenglan Hall looks more than forty years old, and the appearance of the emperor listening to the wind looks no different from that of seventeen or eighteen years old.

Emperor Tingfeng glanced at the bearded uncle in his forties, and his first impression was not very good, and at the same time he was curious about why Fuye looked so young.

The only thing that made Emperor Tingfeng curious was that the person standing next to the Shenglan Hall was, to be precise, a fairy.

The fairy's appearance was not as stunning as the country and the city, and the reason why the emperor listened to the wind and took a look at it more was that it was snowing all the time on the top of the fairy's head.

Nothing else had happened, and it was still in the inner sanctum, so even if it was snowing outside, it was impossible to float in.

The only thing that Emperor Tingfeng can be sure of is that this fairy's physique must be the same as Fuye's natural body fragrance.

The snowflakes melted the moment they touched the ground, and the female fairy was a little expressionless, with a cold appearance, which was completely different from the expressionless face of Emperor Tingfeng.

The fairy's body seemed to be controlled by something all the time, and she couldn't even turn her eyes.

Emperor Tingfeng couldn't help but feel sad for what happened to Fuye and this fairy, and at the same time, he also felt a little more disgusted with the Sect Master of the Holy Lan Hall in his heart.

"That's right!" Emperor Tingfeng was not afraid of the Shenglan Hall Sect taking the initiative, and he didn't bother to play with others, so he directly admitted it.

"Haha!" Unexpectedly, after hearing this, the Sect Master of the Shenglan Hall laughed out loud and said, "Not bad, not bad!

"Win the prize!" the emperor replied coldly when he heard it.

"I don't know if the little Taoist friend is interested in serving the deity!" "The Sect Master of the Holy Lan Hall showed an expression of great appreciation for the emperor's listening.

"I'm not interested!" The emperor didn't want to think about it, and directly said cold words, which made the Sect Master of the Holy Lan Hall stunned in the chest.

"Big brother, I heard that you are back, why didn't you ask someone to tell your little brother!"

After receiving the secret letter from the emperor Tingfeng, Fuye's disciples hurriedly told the news to Fuye, who had been concealed, and he rushed over.

"Fuye, you ......" Seeing Fuye walking around the Shenglan Hall at will, the sect master of the Shenglan Hall was afraid that he would mislead his own big affairs, and his face instantly became ugly.

"Hehe!" Fu Ye laughed sarcastically at himself, and said, "Could it be that the younger brother is still of any use to the eldest brother?"

As far as the body fragrance poison gas on Fu Ye's body is concerned, it is the most suitable to use as a weapon, but how can the Sect Master of the Holy Lan Hall let go of this use value.

Moreover, the old fox of the Sect Master of the Shenglan Temple, in order to control Fuye, controlled the female fairy, and also used each other to control it.

Using Fuye to control the female fairy, and using the female fairy to control Fuye, is really a good and smooth game of chess.

"Xue Yin, come over to me!" Fu Ye shouted, but he didn't see how the Snow Yin Fairy reacted.

The emperor shook his head when he heard this, and said, "The Snow Yin Fairy has been controlled by that old man, and only by killing that old man can we save the Snow Yin Fairy." ”

"Then let's keep doing it!" Before Fu Ye finished speaking, he rushed towards the Sect Master of the Holy Lan Palace, but was blocked back by the expressionless Xue Yin.

"Xue Yin, you ......" Fu Ye dodged the attack of the Snow Yin Fairy and fell back in an instant.

"It is said that the Snow Yin Fairy was controlled by that old man, where is it so easy for you to be rescued. ”

Although the emperor listened to the words, the movements in his hands were so fast that even he was shocked, and a spiritual light, in just a few seconds, passed the Snow Yin Fairy and approached the Sect Master of the Holy Lan Palace.

The Sect Master of the Holy Lan Hall was taken aback, his head was slightly sideways, and his body jumped up from the chair, looking at the place where he was originally sitting, he was crushed by Emperor Tingfeng's blow.

"Good boy!" the Sect Master of the Holy Lan Hall let out a loud sigh, and he had already opened his teeth and claws to attack the Emperor Tingfeng.

Hearing the wind, the emperor was unhurried, and when he raised his hand, he conjured up a giant sword, which just blocked the big sword slashed by the sect master of the Holy Lan Palace.