Although the Tianxiang Building is dominated by Danzhu one color, Cao Haotian has ordered people to rearrange the Feilong Pavilion since he took over as the second master, and the layout color of the seventh floor is slightly different from the others, mainly in blue color. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThe pavilion is simple and elegant, Fei Ming stood outside the pavilion door early and waited for the heads of various factions, and the two maids beside him were Lianxin and Xianger.

"Has the Lord of the Dark Dragon Altar woken up?" Cao Haotian asked softly to Fei Ming at the door as soon as he arrived on the seventh floor.

Fei Ming saw everyone hurrying up from the side corridor of the wooden ladder, so he shook his head forward with Lianxin and Xianger and said, "Second master, the one inside hasn't woken up yet." ”

"Senior Sister Zijin, the Emei Sect's healing skills are not inferior to Tianxianglou, do you want to no longer treat the master of the Dark Dragon Altar?" Cao Haotian looked at the head of Emei beside him, his eyes were full of earnestness.

Zijin Zhenren nodded, "Okay." Everyone slowed down and stepped into the Flying Dragon Pavilion, and when they entered the side room, they slowed down.

The Lord of the Dark Dragon Altar was lying quietly on the green wood-colored wooden couch, and Zijin Zhenren gently moved his right hand out of the warm quilt, and put his two fingers on the pulse of the wrist of the Lord of the Dark Dragon Altar.

After a while, Yu Qingyun, Jianyu, and Yue Xiaoren asked eagerly, "How?"

Zijin Zhenren put the hand of the Lord of the Dark Dragon Altar into the warm quilt, looked at him with a pale face, and there was no blood on his lips, and looked at Cao Haotian in surprise and asked, "He has lost all the internal strength of his body, and his muscles and bones have also suffered heavy damage, what happened that day?" The heads of the other factions followed the eyes of Zijin Zhenren and focused their eyes on Cao Haotian.

After Cao Haotian was silent for a moment, he slowly raised his head, looked at Zijin Zhenren with dark eyes and whispered, "This matter is a long story, let's go to the outer room." He led the heads of the factions to the outer room, and everyone and Murong Rabbit slowly walked to the warm pavilion of the outer room.

In the main room of the Flying Dragon Pavilion, the windows and curtains of the city surrounded by green gauze, flashing shadows under the illumination of the lights. Cao Haotian gently looked at the wooden door of the inner room, and then walked lightly in front of everyone and said, "That day, under the Great Maitreya Buddha of Minjiang, I saw three red-clothed people besieging the Lord of the Dark Dragon Altar, and the three red-clothed people were like ghosts that I had never seen in my life. By the time I reached the bank of the Minjiang River from the top of the Buddha statue, the Lord of the Dark Dragon Altar was seriously injured and lay at the foot of the Buddha statue unable to move. I hurriedly intervened to stop the killers of the three men in red, but unfortunately it was too late. ”

"Where did the third come from?" Yu Qingyun hurriedly asked, "There is such a powerful figure in Jiazhou, and my Qingcheng faction actually has no idea. ”

Cao Haotian frowned and shook his head, "This, I can't see it, the Lord of the Dark Dragon Altar should have tried his best to stop the poisonous hands of the three red-clothed killers, which made me and the three red-clothed men tied." ”

"Amitabha," Abbot Fang Yan put his right hand on his chest and said in a soft tone, "It seems that those three red-clothed killers must have ordered the world on the Lord of the Dark Dragon Altar." ”

"Yes, but how did they know that the Lord of the Dark Dragon Altar would appear near the Great Maitreya Buddha?" Yue Xiaoren asked suspiciously after listening to Cao Haotian's explanation.

Everyone was also puzzled and fell into deep thought. "Who~" Yun Mo shouted out of the window, Cao Haotian quickly stepped forward and pushed open the wooden window, and a black dress flashed outside the Flying Dragon Pavilion and disappeared on the roof of the teahouse outside the Tianxiang Building.

The heads of the various factions stood at the window and looked at the sky where the man in black disappeared, and Qing Xuzi sighed, "What a handsome light skill." ”

"I didn't even notice it when I waited here for so long, it shows that this person's martial arts are high, could it be the killer who robbed and killed the Lord of the Dark Dragon Altar that day?"

"It shouldn't be" Cao Haotian looked at the place where the man in black disappeared, "The three red-clothed killers have strange figures, and the black-clothed men are not the same way." There seem to be some traces of the Tang Sect in Shuzhong in this person's body law, could it be that someone from the Tang family sneaked into Luoyang..."

"Shuzhong Tang Sect? Yue Xiaoren returned to the wooden chair, picked up the fragrant tea on the wooden table, and said, "Since the battle in the sea of flowers back then, Tang Aotian has vowed to never take half a step out of Shuzhong for eternal life. ”

"I hope so, I just see that he has some similarities. Cao Haotian's trace of worry just now was relieved by Yue Xiaoren's words, but the expression on his face was still extremely solemn.

Murong Tu saw Cao Haotian's worried expression on the side, and hurriedly patted Cao Haotian, she stepped forward and proposed to the head of the faction, "Everyone has come to Luoyang all the way, and you haven't had a good rest yet, so it's better to go first..."

"Look at my brain, I actually forgot that your senior brothers just arrived in Luoyang. Cao Haotian came to his senses and hurriedly apologized, "I have ordered someone to prepare a meal, you heads will rest early after eating, and tomorrow we will discuss the matter of the eight factions meeting martial arts, how about it?"

"Okay" The heads of the various factions nodded slightly, and Fei Ming on the side led everyone out of the Flying Dragon Pavilion.

At this moment, Murong Tu stood at the door of the Flying Dragon Pavilion and looked at Cao Haotian with an expressionless face, and asked softly, "Uncle Cao, are you really okay alone?" or...."

"No, since the landlord hasn't been out yet. Don't bother him about the martial arts of the eight factions, after all..."Cao Haotian waved his hand and motioned for the attendant to close the door. Murong Rabbit and Lianxin outside the door slowly followed the heads of the various factions and walked downstairs.