However, being isolated is a good thing for Lan Feng, and besides, there is nothing to say about those rich children who are empty-eyed. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Lan Feng sat cross-legged on the futon during the day to breathe and breathe, and lay on the bed at night and fell asleep, except for a meal out, the rest of the time was silent.

The two disciples who had come here to investigate the murderer had also observed Lan Feng's performance in the Spirit Eye for a few days, but they didn't find anything abnormal, and then they didn't continue to investigate.

On this day, the other disciples all went out, and there were still Lan Feng and the fat man who was silent in the room.

As usual, Lan Feng was closing his eyes on the futon, only to feel that the temperature around him had risen slightly, he opened his eyes slightly, and found that the fat man had come to him, staring straight at him.

"What's the matter?" Lan Feng smiled slightly.

The fat man shook his head, hesitated for a moment, pointed to the edge of Lan Feng's bed, and said, "Can I sit here first?"

Lan Feng's eyebrows moved slightly, and then his body moved a little inside, and said, "Sit casually." ”

The fat man nodded, walked to the bed, turned and sat down, staring coldly at the empty bed in the doorway, not knowing what was going on in his mind.

It was quiet again, and only the heavy breathing of the two could be heard.

After a while, the fat man suddenly turned his head, his eyes flashed, and said, "Thank you for killing him." ”

Although Lan Feng's expression was as usual, he was stunned in his heart, glanced at the fat man deeply, and said with a wry smile: "I didn't kill them." ”

"Don't worry, I won't expose you, even if you don't kill them, I'll find an opportunity to do it. The fat man's eyes were murderous.

Lan Feng put away his smile and said coldly, "Isn't everything already clear?"

Lan Feng glanced up at the blue spirit eyes on the roof, and looked down at the fat man's eyes again, if this fat man knew something, then he would only have one fate.

Anyone who prevents him from obtaining immortal status must die.

"Isn't it really you?" The fat man touched his chin, his face was dazed, he glanced at Lan Feng again, and frowned, "They all said that you knew an elder in the sect. ”

"Huh. Lan Feng breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, raised his eyebrows and said, "Where do I have so much ability." ”

The fat man's expression became sad, and he looked up at the sky and said: "Dad, you are an honest official, but the Yan family framed you for corruption and perverted the law. ”

He was stunned for a while, got up and stood up from the side of the bed, and said to Lan Feng: "Brother, take care, Wu Qi will take a step first." ”

"Where are you going?" Lan Feng asked.

"I came here to avenge my father, and now that the revenge has been avenged, I should go back. Wu Qi sighed lightly.

"Aren't you cultivating immortals?"

A trace of reluctance flashed in Wu Qi's eyes, sighed lightly, shook his head and said: "Not for the time being, although this opportunity is rare, but my mother's health is not very good, I am the only one in the family, I have to go back to give her a pension and send her to the end, it is too long to cultivate immortals, I can only have a chance to come again." ”

Lan Feng's expression moved, he took out a black stone from the storage bag, threw it to Wu Qi, and said with a smile: "When your mother drives the crane west, if you still have the heart to cultivate immortals, you can take this token to the Ten Thousand Swords Sect to report." ”

"Report?" Wu Qi's eyes showed puzzlement, he was only a disciple who had not officially started, how could he dare to speak out so loudly?

"Hmm. Lan Feng chuckled and closed his eyes again.

After pondering for a moment, Wu Qi put the black stone into his sleeve, hugged his fist at Lan Feng, and said, "Brother Tai, thank you, I haven't known your name after living with you for so long." ”

"My name is Lan Feng. ”

"I remembered. Wu Qi nodded, then turned around and left without looking back.

Not long after he left, Lan Feng's expression moved, he stood up from the futon, put the black big knife behind him into the colorful rope on his wrist, and then pushed the door and walked out.

The Ten Thousand Swords Sect is still accepting disciples, so the new mortal disciples do not have a fixed master, and during the day, those disciples who have nothing to do will gather in the courtyard to chat.

Of course, the courtyard outside the Imperial Wind Hall is also very small, so it is bustling and lively.

The moment Lan Feng pushed the door and walked out, several young people standing not far away quickly moved away.

"I heard that this person has a backstage, so let's be careful. ”

"Didn't two of the men in his house die the other day? ”

"Isn't it great to have a backstage person? Alas, I used to think that only the mortal world relied on relationships, but I didn't expect that the cultivation realm was even more terrifying, and if you say two wrong words, your life may be gone. ”

"Don't say it, you're going to die if you hear it. ”

......

These people felt that their voices were very small, but in fact, Lan Feng heard them very clearly, he smiled bitterly, and came to a golden vessel in the center of the courtyard, his eyes flashing.

The golden light is shining in the shape of a well, which should be the vessel used in Li Cunyu's mouth to destroy mundane things at that time.

"What is this kind of thing to do with it. ”

Lan Feng was muttering to himself, when an unfamiliar voice suddenly came from behind him.

"The things of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect are naturally useful, when will it be your turn as a mortal to accuse?"

Lan Feng turned around and saw an unfamiliar face behind him.

He glanced at the scabbard on the man's waist again, which was exactly the same as Li Cunyu's before.

The young man raised his eyebrows, turned his gaze, glanced at everyone, and announced in a loud voice: "I am Chen Fei, a logistics disciple, and from today onwards, I will arrange your daily life." ”

There was a burst of applause.

"Stop. Chen Fei frowned and continued to ask, "Who is Lan Feng?"

Lan Feng stepped forward, respectfully clasped his fists and said, "I am Lan Feng." ”

"Is it you?" Chen Fei's attitude softened, and he nodded: "You go and clean up, and there will be an inner disciple to pick you up later." ”

Lan Feng's eyes looked thoughtful, and then nodded.

"The rumors are true, he has a backstage. ”

"Before the apprenticeship deadline has expired, he can be picked up by the inner disciples, alas, it seems that the relationship is not simple. ”

"I didn't expect the Ten Thousand Swords Sect to be such an unfair sect. ”

......

Hearing the chatter, Chen Fei's face darkened, and he said in a deep voice: "You don't have to guess anymore, our Ten Thousand Swords Sect pays attention to development, and has always acted above board, no one can rely on the background to rise to the top, then Li Cunyu is an example." ”

"Then why can he be picked up by the inner disciples?"

"Yes, why is his treatment so unique as a mortal?"

"Give us a reasonable explanation. ”

......

It seems that the Ten Thousand Swords Sect has caused public outrage this time.

Chen Fei was at a loss, and a young man suddenly came out of the crowd, he came to Lan Feng's side, and said with a calm face: "Our head is now going to accept a disciple of the ice spirit root, and he is." ”