readx;? c_t; Feng Lao's face was cold, and he stared at him gloomily, and his whole body was wrapped in a dark shadow. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info [full text reading] ($>>> cotton, flower 'sugar' small 'say')-79-It seems that Feng Lao is very dissatisfied with the fact that Shadow can clearly grasp his true identity and origin. In fact, even the pastoral book next to him felt that the shadow was a little strange.

Because in the past so many years, although he knows that the shadow has a lot of ability. But he had never seen a shadow that dared to be presumptuous in front of a super saint cultivator like Feng Lao. And Mu Xinshu is also very strange, the shadow talks to him a lot on weekdays, and most of the time the two of them are also busy with the affairs of this holy spirit stone vein at the foot of July Mountain. What Mu Xinshu said to Feng Lao just now was naturally polite, in the past few years, Mu Xinshu has not seen the shadow go out to collect too much gossip information about the boundless mountains. This is a person who usually seems to be very taciturn, except for the pastoral book, the shadow rarely takes the initiative to talk to others. Even among the many forces around Mu Xinshu, few people knew about the existence of shadows.

This is not a person who likes to gossip, and at this time, after Feng Lao appeared, the shadow was the first to speak. And it was extremely accurate to say Feng Lao's real name, cultivation, and the origin of his teacher. No matter how you look at Mu Xinshu, I don't think it's all because of the gossip information that Shadow collects on weekdays. According to Mu Xinshu's thoughts, the current situation should be more because the shadow has already known the true identity and origin of Feng Lao.

Quietly staring at the cold Feng Lao with a 'color' and 'yin' face, the shadow's dark eyes like gems had no impurities in them, and they looked extremely clear. [See the latest chapter of this book, please come to marshmallow] Mu Xinshu stood aside a little dumbly, looking very overwhelmed. Looking back at the situation around him, Mu Xinshu was also slightly relieved. Although Feng Lao Feng was very 'yin' and cold, his disciples and grandchildren were not as nervous as Feng Lao. On the contrary, these Feng Lao's disciples and grandchildren were all smiling at this time, with their arms folded with great interest, standing aside, paying attention to Feng Lao and Shadow with calm faces.

After being silent for a long time, it was the shadow who took the lead to break the deadlock, "Why should the senior Feng be nervous, the junior is just an ordinary person!

"This is not a trivial matter!" Feng Qi sneered resolutely, looking at the shadow opposite with a murderous face, "The old man has been in seclusion for a hundred years, and the old man is confident, even my former enemies of life and death, and he no longer knows the existence of the old man! You said that you, a little guy who is no more than thirty years old, even know the origin of the old man, do you think the old man will not feel strange?"

The shadow chuckled softly, "The wind is up, male 'sex', three hundred and seventy-seven years old. Cultivated to the lower level of the Golden Realm, he lived in seclusion in Qishan a hundred years ago. Concentrating on cultivating disciples, in the past hundred years, Feng Qi has cultivated eight heaven-level saint cultivators; Feng Qi studied under Meng Dushan's 'Tsing Yi Sword God' Mo Weitang, and walked in the secret realm back then, with few opponents. People give the nickname 'Qingfeng Sword Demon'. Once married, his wife was Wan Qing, the 'daughter' of the Boundless Mountains and the 'Jade' and 'Sect', and the two married 350 years ago. Wan Qing died three hundred years ago, leaving behind a son, Wan Qing's predecessors had a short life, and his cultivation was only at the lower level of the prefecture. Feng Linshuang, the only son of the Feng seniors, died a hundred years ago, and it was also the time when the Feng seniors lived in seclusion and washed their hands in the golden basin! Feng Linshuang lived for two hundred years, and Wan Qing was still above the wind. Therefore, in his two hundred years of life, Feng Lin Shuang's cultivation has almost surpassed the wind and reached the second-level celestial-level high-level cultivation of the Golden Realm Universe Desolation!"

The wind squinted his eyes, and the momentum on his body became more and more intense, and the atmosphere in the entire underground palace suddenly became solemn. The other disciples and disciples who were standing behind Feng Qi couldn't help but take two steps forward. stared at the soft voice with a fierce face, and showed a very indifferent shadow from beginning to end.

Mu Xinshu stood beside him in a daze, looking a little disgusted. He knew that Shadow's ability was great, and his resourcefulness was higher than him, but Mu Xinshu didn't expect that Shadow could have such great ability.

Who is the wind rising? It was a super supreme saint cultivator in the Banner Mountain, and it was also a rare Golden Realm saint cultivator in the entire Boundless Mountain Range. And most importantly, when the wind rose a hundred years ago, it was already announced that the golden basin was washed and secluded. And the shadow is not much older than Mu Xinshu, when he was born, the wind has been living in seclusion in Qishan, and has never appeared! Moreover, the shadow has even grasped the history of the wind so clearly.

"Good boy!" Feng Qi's voice was very heavy, his face looked unkind, and his tone was full of domineering, "I didn't expect it, you know everything! Even my son Feng Linshuang knows, it seems that you really have an extraordinary background!"

"Senior Feng has won the award!" smiled indifferently, the shadow under everyone's gaze was still very indifferent, "I don't know if the senior Feng still needs the younger generation to continue to talk about it? To be honest, those things about the seniors are all known to the younger generations! If the old seniors don't let the juniors say more, then the juniors won't continue to talk about it!"

"Say, keep talking!" Feng shook his head and waved his hand at the shadow, his performance at this time was already so that Mu Xinshu couldn't see whether he was angry or happy, "The old man wants to see, you little guy really know so many things about me?"

As soon as Feng Qi said this, the shadow was not polite to him at all, but continued to tell the story, "Feng Linshuang, the only son of Feng Senior, died of vendetta! He also died of being framed by 'Yin', when Feng Senior's golden basin washed his hands, lived in seclusion, and completely stopped caring about the outside world, it was because of this incident! Feng Lin Shuang, the only son of Feng Rising, was not only superb, but even had reached the opportunity to go to a higher secret realm! At the beginning, in order to make Fenglin Frost have a better development, Feng Qi also tried his best to help Feng Lin Shuang and went to another secret world. ”

"However, Feng Lin Shuang didn't stay in that secret world for a long time, and then he was beaten back to his original form, and was frantically chased and killed by an evil creature from outside the territory, if it weren't for the restrictions between the secret realm and the secret realm, at the beginning, even the wind rose seniors, and it would be difficult to escape; The reason for this is not so simple!"

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