Lan Feng was stunned for a moment, when he suddenly felt a tremor in his waist, and when he came back to his senses, he found that the storage bag had been grabbed by Luo Yan in his hand. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The old man knew that it was unlikely, but he still wanted to make sure again. ”

Luo Yan once again wisped the bangs on his forehead, and opened the storage bag seemingly heroically.

A hint of incredulity flashed in Lan Feng's eyes, and his fingers curled up slightly suddenly relaxed.

Just when that disciple revealed it, he had already quietly thrown the purple gold sword into the colorful space, and there would be no important things in the storage bag, which was a habit that Lan Feng had always cultivated.

It's just that someone moves his own things at will without his consent, which makes Lan Feng feel violated, and instinctively reaches out to take it back, after seeing Luo Yan open the storage bag, his heart sinks violently.

The storage bag was sealed with a mid-Yuan Infant Divine Consciousness, but he opened it without much effort, which was really a bit unexpected, at this time, Lan Feng was sure in his heart that this person's cultivation was definitely beyond the middle Yuan Infant Stage, or he had already entered the Transformation Spirit.

As a result, he glanced at the Alliance True Monarch with trepidation, and muttered inwardly: "If Luo Yan is the Great Elder, then this Alliance True Monarch, his own aura can affect the spiritual magnetic fluctuations of a mountain range, what kind of terrifying realm will his cultivation reach?"

Just as Lan Feng was thinking, Luo Yan had already turned over the storage bag, his brows slowly furrowed, he glanced up at Lan Feng strangely, and asked in a deep voice: "It's strange, as the head of the first generation, you don't even have a decent magic weapon in the storage bag." ”

Yue Yunzi also glanced at Lan Feng a little strangely, just now he saw a purple gold sword hanging from his waist, how could he disappear out of thin air.

At this time, Zhou Yueting's eyes flashed, and she rushed forward to explain: "Alliance Great Elder, please calm your anger......

"Get out. An angry rebuke came out of Luo Yan's mouth.

Zhou Yueting's petite figure trembled violently, and when she looked up, she saw Luo Yan's gloomy face, and her face turned red instantly.

She thought that she was good-looking, and she came out to explain Lan Feng, even if she was not accepted, she could impress Lan Feng's loyalty to her, but she didn't expect that she would touch her nose.

The word "roll", since she was born, no one has ever said it to her, and at this moment, her eyes have turned red.

Lan Feng sighed lightly, stepped forward, patted Zhou Yueting's shoulder, and said with a smile: "Xiao Yue, you go down first." ”

Hearing Lan Feng's address to Zhou Yueting, the woman in white standing behind Ji Hai raised her eyebrows slightly.

Zhou Yueting frowned, and retreated with a depressed face.

"Mutual respect, this should be the most basic quality of a person, right?" Lan Feng stepped forward and stared straight at Luo Yan with a disdainful expression.

Luo Yan was teasing the bangs on his forehead, and when he heard Lan Feng's questioning tone, his movements suddenly paused, his hand was put down, and he sneered: "You are talking about mortals, I am an elder, a yellow-haired little girl, what qualifications do you have to be worthy of my respect?"

"Do you mean that you are not even as good as a mortal?" Lan Feng touched his nose with a smile.

"Do you know who I am, how dare you talk to me in such a tone?" a cold light flashed in Luo Yan's eyes.

"I know, you are the Great Elder of the Xiuzhen Alliance, shouldn't you set an example for all the monks?"

Luo Yan's face turned blue with anger, he glared at Lan Feng fiercely, turned his words back, and said in a deep voice: "What about the purple gold sword?"

"The Ten Thousand Swords Sect does have a purple gold sword, but as the treasure of the Zhenzong Sect, it has always been placed in the Saber Pavilion, how can it be in my storage bag?"

Lan Feng shrugged his shoulders helplessly, glanced around, shook his head and said, "Besides, this Vermilion Bird Mountain doesn't have spiritual energy, what am I doing with so many magic weapons?

As he spoke, his sharp gaze swept over everyone's faces, and he chuckled, "What do you say?"

Everyone was asked by Lan Feng like this, and then glanced at the tragic situation of the person who had just betrayed, and shook their heads in unison.

"Who wants your broken bag? Luo Yan looked disdainful, snorted lightly, and threw the storage bag back into Lan Feng's hands.

Ji Hai glanced at Luo Yan with slanted eyes, stepped forward with a smile on his face, glanced Lan Feng up and down, his voice was slightly hoarse, and said, "There should be something else on your body that is stored." ”

Lan Feng lowered his head and didn't say anything, just shook his head.

"Sleeves rolled up. Ji Hai's eyes flashed, and he stopped at Lan Feng's cuffs.

Lan Feng's heart suddenly trembled slightly, and he raised his head.

"Didn't you hear?" Ji Hai put away his smile and said word by word: "Roll up your sleeves." ”

"He can't have found something, right?" Lan Feng thought for a moment and lifted up his left sleeve.

"The other hand. Ji Hai's tone was extremely flat.

Blinking his eyes, Lan Feng took a deep breath, lifted the sleeve of his right hand, and said with a calm face: "Do you think I can put a sword in my sleeve?"

Ji Hai squinted his eyes and observed at his sleeve pocket for a moment, then turned his gaze and stared at an ordinary multicolored thin thread on his wrist for a long time, and said with a sarcastic smile: "This kind of worldly thing, you actually put it on your hand, it's really a shame for us in the cultivation realm." ”

"As long as you think it's appropriate, what do you care about other people's opinions?"

Lan Feng glanced at the colorful rope in his hand, and his heart suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and then said with a sad expression: "When I was born, my mother heard that the colorful rope drove away evil spirits, so she also wore one on my hand, until I stepped into the cultivation realm, I knew that it was just superstition, but in order to commemorate my mother, I would change the colorful rope regularly as a kind of belief for myself." ”

Staring at Lan Feng for a moment, a trace of complexity appeared on Ji Hai's face, and he sighed softly: "The monk should have cut off the mortal dust, and it should have been hundreds of years since your mother's death, why can't you let it go?"

Lan Feng chuckled lightly and shook his head silently.

"Your kid has cultivated to the Yuan Infant Stage, how can you look ageless, how did you do this?" Without waiting for Ji Hai to speak, Luo Yan behind him suddenly stepped forward with his bangs, and his strange eyes glanced back and forth at Lan Feng.

Although this Luo Yan looks very young, he is known as the Great Elder, and he should already be a bad old man, and it can be seen from the faint green mist in the center of his eyebrows that he must have used the Furnace Ding technique.

"The Great Elder can refine the furnace ding, and Lan Feng can naturally do it too. Lan Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said with a smile.

Luo Yan retreated with a disappointed face, and before leaving, he didn't forget to tease his bangs, took a closer look at Lan Feng, and muttered to himself: "If only I could find such a handsome and masculine furnace ding." ”

Lan Feng sneered in his heart, pondered for a moment, his eyes flashed, he respectfully hugged his fists at Ji Hai, and said: "Emperor, after devouring many of the souls of the head of the sect, the corpse spirit left suddenly, it should be aware of your breath, the Xiuzhen Alliance is the most powerful organization on Nameless Island, if you allow the miasma of the Burning Immortal Valley to soar, I am afraid that one day, the Xiuzhen Realm will be destroyed by the corpse spirit!"