Situ Jin glanced at Wuying deeply, and said in a deep voice: "Infiltrate the Ten Thousand Swords Sect and help me secretly observe the every move of its new head." Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"The disciple knows. Shadowless looked as usual, didn't look up, and was about to quit.

"If you do this, you can get a finished Seven Star Rock as a reward. Situ Jin squinted and smiled.

"Finished Seven Star Rock, Sect Leader is crazy, isn't he?" a middle-aged priest muttered in a low voice.

"Who made the family the apprentice of the sect master? I have the impression that since the young master ......"

When the young priest in his thirties said this, his face turned pale, and he quickly covered his mouth.

A glimmer of light appeared in the shadowless eyes, and the afterglow swept around, respectfully hugged his fists, and withdrew.

Situ Jin touched the gray beard on his chin and watched him leave without a shadow, with a trace of sadness on his face.

Until he disappeared into the sea of clouds without a shadow, Situ Jin sighed lightly.

"An'er, grandpa misses you so much. ”

A sigh came from his mouth, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he was slowly covered with bloodshots, and then he turned red like blood, and his eyes showed a monstrous killing intent.

The clergyman's body shook suddenly, and he quickly fled outside the house.

They knew that Situ Jin was about to lose his mind again.

Sure enough, a middle-aged priest with an injured leg was choked by Situ Jin.

"Lan Feng, it's all you, I want you not to die well. Situ Jin's face was hideous, and he grabbed the middle-aged priest's hand, and his muscles were already bruised.

"I ...... No...... It's not ......" The middle-aged face turned red, making the last dying struggle.

The priests who had already escaped from the door stared at the middle-aged priest who was caught by Situ Jin with horror on their faces, and they didn't dare to come out, let alone save people.

Until the end, when the middle-aged priest was already dying, Situ Jin suddenly came back to his senses and let go of his hand.

"Ahem...... The middle-aged priest fell to the ground, gasping for breath, and glanced at Situ Jin, who had a gloomy face, and had no time to think, and hurriedly crawled towards the door.

Situ Jin waved his sleeves, and a black coffin suddenly appeared from his cuffs, he laughed a few times, his body flashed, turned into a puff of green smoke, and disappeared into the hall with the coffin.

The priest outside the door was stunned for a moment, and then the frightened look on his face disappeared, and two people hurriedly stepped forward to help the middle-aged man and comforted: "The character of the sect leader, since the young master passed away, has been cloudy and uncertain, don't mind too much." ”

"Don't mind...... It's so easy to say, if he hadn't come to his senses, I'd have died!" The middle-aged man's face was pale, and he was still sweating on his forehead.

"Well, it can't be helped, the situation was so tense at that time, how could we think that you were injured?"

"Yes, it's a blessing to be able to pick up a life, so be content!"

"Okay, okay, go back and heal quickly, and try to get better before the auction. ”

"Do you think we're going to join the Seven Star Church?"

"The sect leader is such a strong person, you don't have to worry about this. ”

......

The autumn wind was blowing, the ground was full of withered yellow leaves, and a man in Tsing Yi stood under a plane tree, as if waiting for someone.

A breeze blew and blew the dry leaves of the trees with a "whooshing" sound, and occasionally a few leaves fell to the ground with the wind, and the atmosphere became more and more desolate.

Not long after, a young man dressed in white appeared on the path not far away.

This person has an extraordinary appearance, looking about thirty years old, but his eyes reveal that it should not be the vicissitudes of his age, as if he has experienced a lot, and he is independent and independent.

His face was calm, he walked slowly, and the clothes on his body were blown up by the wind, and it looked like he was a little fairy.

When the young man under the plane tree saw this person, there was a hint of sincere fear in his eyes, and he hurriedly greeted him.

"You're early. The man in white smiled slightly.

The man in Tsing Yi lowered his head slightly, and said respectfully: "Senior Lan, I didn't expect you to come out of the Burning Immortal Valley so quickly. ”

That's right, this man in white is Lan Feng, and the other person is the shadowless who was spared by him a hundred years ago.

At that time, he and his master turned against each other, and when they duel on the Burning Immortal Valley, Lan Feng saved his life, and this was something that needed to be exchanged for equal value.

"It seems that for more than 100 years, you have been doing well. Lan Feng's tone was flat, and the smile on his face was still there.

Shadowless raised his head and stared at Lan Feng, revealing respect for his predecessors.

Even if his current cultivation is only in the Yuan Infant Stage, he is nothing compared to the many master monks on Nameless Island, but in Shadowless Heart, he is a god-like existence.

As far as he knew, there was only one monk who could survive in the Burning Immortal Valley, so how powerful this person's primordial god should be.

"Senior Lan has saved Wuying's life, the grace of saving his life, when the spring reciprocates, how dare I slack off?" Wuying hugged his fist respectfully and politely.

Lan Feng touched his nose and glanced at Shadowless seriously, then raised his right hand and placed his index finger on the center of Shadowless's eyebrows.

A trace of red light slowly drifted from his fingers into the center of Shadowless's eyebrows, and then, a flash of essence flashed in Shadowless's eyes, and disappeared in an instant.

"You ......" stopped without a trace, but his expression revealed great surprise.

Lan Feng raised the corners of his mouth and chuckled, "This is a trace of essence blood that was drawn from the center of your eyebrows, and it will be returned to you now." ”

Shadowless blinked, his eyes showing bewilderment.

"You are a grateful person, I can see it, so, this time, I choose to believe. Lan Feng habitually touched his nose, his deep gaze was as gloomy as water, and said, "I sent you a message a few days ago, did you do it?"

Wuying came back to his senses and nodded: "Back to the seniors, everything is in the plan, but it's ......"

"But what?" a cold light flashed in Lan Feng's eyes.

Wuying frowned, swept around, stepped forward, and whispered in Lan Feng's ear: "Situ Jin said that because your name is Lan Feng, you must die." ”

"Oh, it's ghostly, but even if he doesn't come to me, I'll go to him. Lan Feng smiled noncommittally, his gaze became cold, "Now it seems that this process is going to be advanced." ”

Wuying's expression was a little surprised, Lan Feng's cultivation was in the middle of the Yuan Infant Period, but Situ Jin had already reached the transformation stage, and he was so far behind, he didn't seem to have a little fear, but felt that defeating Situ Jin was a matter of course.

This made his admiration for Lan Feng even stronger, and he believed that Lan Feng definitely had this strength.

"On the day of the auction, he'll be there, right?" Lan Feng asked again, looking up at the peaceful clouds in the sky.

Wuying nodded suspiciously, and said, "Listen to his tone, it should be." ”