"It should be ......" Lan Feng's gaze slowly moved down from the clouds in the sky, staring at the dry and messy sycamore leaves for a moment, and finally returned to Shadowless. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

He pondered for a moment, then slapped his right hand on the storage bag on his waist, and a navy blue storage bag instantly floated out of it, and he grabbed it in his hand.

"This is Master's storage bag. The moment Wuying saw this storage bag, his face changed slightly, tears appeared in his eyes, and his voice trembled a little.

Seeing Wuying's reaction, Lan Feng pinched the storage bag with a heavier force, frowned, and asked, "He almost took your life for a magic weapon that day, don't you hold a grudge?"

After a moment of silence, Wuying smiled helplessly, shook his head and said: "I am very sad, but I don't hate him, after all, he is my enlightenment teacher, without him, I may still be a mortal...... Oh no, I should have been lonely hundreds of years ago. ”

Lan Feng nodded, with a little appreciation in his eyes, handed over the storage bag to Wuying, and said solemnly: "This storage bag belongs to your master, but he is dead, and the divine consciousness on it will naturally disappear, I have not opened it, and I will return it to you." ”

The shadowless figure trembled, stretched out his hand trembling slightly, took the storage bag, and said gratefully: "Senior, thank you." ”

"Heh, you've always called me a senior, do I look that old?" Lan Feng touched his nose with a smile.

"No...... No...... The previous ......" Wuying's face turned pale, and he began to speak incoherently, and hurriedly lowered his head, afraid of saying something wrong again.

"Okay, okay, I'm kidding you, but the title of senior is a bit ...... How to say it, I just feel a little weird, you can just call me Lan Feng in the future. Lan Feng raised his eyebrows seemingly casually.

Wuying was at a loss at this time, a master who escaped death from the Burning Immortal Valley, for him, it was a superior relationship, so calling his full name, in the cultivation realm, was a great disrespect to his predecessors.

Seeing Wuying's panicked expression, Lan Feng sighed helplessly, patted Wuying's shoulder, and smiled: "If everyone calls me that, then wouldn't I be too lonely, otherwise, you will call me Brother Lan in the future?"

Wuying's expression froze, he raised his head slightly, and his expression became complicated.

At this time, Lan Feng's tone of voice, including his smile, looked like he was an ordinary monk, as if he regarded him as a friend.

A little apprehensive in his heart, Wuying took a deep breath and said in a low voice: "Blue ...... Brother Blue. ”

Hearing this, Lan Feng laughed and said, "That's good, for hundreds of years, it can be regarded as a brother." ”

"Are all masters lonely?" Wuying thought in his heart, raising his head slightly, and when he saw Lan Feng's serious expression, his heart finally let go.

At this time, Lan Feng gave him a feeling that was very different from when he was in Wanzhang Cangya a hundred years ago. Maybe because at that time, he was just a primordial god, and now he has become a personable young man, and he still calls him a brother, which may be a little unacceptable for a while.

"No matter how much my mind changes, I can't forget to be grateful, I used to have a good master, and speaking of which, I haven't seen him for many years. Lan Feng's eyes flickered, and he looked at the sea area southwest of Nameless Island.

"Brother Lan and Master?" Wuying's eyes suddenly lit up, and he asked, "I mean, the person who can be your master, he should be very powerful, right?"

"yes, he's amazing. Lan Feng's smile was meaningful.

The corners of Wuying's mouth moved slightly, and he wanted to ask something, but he wanted to stop talking.

After being silent for a long time, Lan Feng looked at Wuying for a few moments, and suddenly said, "Is there anything else?"

Wuying frowned, and said with a look of embarrassment: "Yes, he asked me to infiltrate the Ten Thousand Swords Sect and observe your every move." ”

Lan Feng frowned, glanced at Wuying, and said in a deep voice, "Are you going to do it at the auction?"

"I'm not sure. Wuying lowered his head, although he was sure that Lan Feng would not kill him, he still didn't dare to face Lan Feng's gaze.

"I see. Lan Feng nodded as usual, turned around and walked a few steps forward, suddenly looked sideways slightly, and said lightly: "Tomorrow morning, go to the Ten Thousand Swords Sect to report." ”

"I ......" Before the words were spoken, Lan Feng's figure had already disappeared, leaving him alone to stand under the plane tree.

"Why...... From his tone, I will faintly feel a trace of loneliness?"

At this moment, a sentence that Lan Feng had said on the Wanzhang Cliff a hundred years ago suddenly appeared in his mind.

"My experience is far worse than you think. ”

Shadowless's eyes flickered, and he stared at the place where Lan Feng's figure disappeared for a long time with a complicated expression before slowly leaving.

When Lan Feng reappeared, he was already at the gate of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect's Saber Pavilion.

There are less than ten days left, and the last three-flavor fruit, he must get.

He paused slightly, his eyes showed a hint of determination, and with a wave of his big sleeves, he hurriedly entered the gate of the Saber Pavilion.

As soon as his figure left, a man and a woman jumped out from the corner.

"Senior sister, you just wait here, when the head of the house comes out, just do what I say. The young disciple smiled slightly.

The female disciple lowered her head slightly and muttered, "Is it really possible?"

"Heh, junior sister, don't forget who you are! Niu Xiaoru, the number one beauty in our sect, how can she be so depressed. ”

The young disciple raised his eyebrows, and his gaze stayed on Niu Xiaoru's undulating plump breasts, "And your figure, I don't know how many times surpassing that Zhou Yueting, as long as you use a little means, are you afraid that the head will not be tempted?"

"Really?" Niu Xiaoru raised her head and smiled coquettishly, with a hint of confidence in her eyes.

The young disciple looked stunned, looked left and right, and after finding that there was no one around, he hurriedly came to Niu Xiaoru's side, pinched her buttocks fiercely, and whispered: "The thing is done, is there a reward?"

Niu Xiaoru's eyes were suddenly a little confused, but she quickly reacted, hurriedly took a few steps back, pondered for a moment, lowered her head and said with a red face: "I'll talk about it when things are done." ”

"See you at the old place tonight. The young disciple smiled slightly, glanced Niu Xiaoru up and down again, and reluctantly left.

After he left, Niu Xiaoru took a deep breath, then sorted out the clothes on his body, stood at the door of the Saber Pavilion, and waited patiently.

After waiting for a while, Lan Feng hadn't come out yet, Niu Xiaoru seemed to be a little impatient to wait, and began to look left and right, but at this moment, her sloppy gaze suddenly froze, and her willow eyebrows twisted slightly.

I only saw a light green figure, wielding a blue flying sword in his hand, walking leisurely from not far away.

"It's her. Niu Xiaoru's eyes showed a look of resentment.