Since getting the divine sword, Zhang Feng immediately retreated and realized the supreme sword path.

On this day, three people came to the Cult, two of them looked very similar to the stunningly beautiful woman, and a baby waiting to be fed was being held in the arms of the older woman.

These two women look weak, and their faces are the best in the world, walking in the Divine Cult, with their beauty, they are easy to be targeted by some ill-intentioned people in the Divine Cult. But the truth is unexpected, I am afraid that there are, but it is not that women are afraid of those treacherous people, but that people in the Divine Religion are afraid of them like tigers.

Seeing the bully who usually acts as a bully in his hometown, bullying men and women, and his notoriety can stop Xiao Er's crying, and seeing the elderly woman from a distance, like a mouse seeing a cat, her hair exploded in an instant, and she spread her feet and ran away.

The three of them are Li Qingluo, Wang Yuyan's mother and son, and Zhang Feng's son Zhao Lan, and now that Zhang Feng's identity is exposed, his son's name is naturally changed to Zhang Lan.

At this time, Li Qingluo's mother and daughter both had a dusty look on their faces, and their beautiful faces showed tiredness, which showed that they came from afar.

The closer she got, the more silent Li Qingluo's face became, and there was a faint momentum of a volcanic eruption. And Wang Yuyan had a look of hesitation on her face, and her beautiful eyes drifted around, showing that she was unsettled at this time.

Wang Yuyan struggled in her heart, she didn't know how to face that person, she wanted to leave, but her steps seemed to be unresponsive.

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Since being seriously injured by Li Qiushui and Master Li, Feng Lin was fortunately rescued by his younger brother Feng Shan, and with the help of the elixir in the Divine Sect, the injuries on his body have also improved a lot after the cultivation of Guò these days. As soon as the injury improved, Feng Lin didn't know what stimulation he was under, so he lay in the courtyard and drank all day long, and he was always drunk.

Regarding Feng Lin's decadence, Feng Shan saw it in his eyes and was anxious in his heart. Unsure of his state, Feng Shan had no choice but to temporarily hand over the affairs of the Divine Sect to Zhang Feng's disciples, Huo Ke and Shen Hao. Then he came to accompany his brother.

Hawke and Shen Hao have been cultivated by Zhang Feng, and they have made rapid progress, and they can be on their own.

Feng Lin's drunken eyes were sparse, he shook the empty altar in his hand, and threw it on the ground with a snap. He bent down and picked up a new jar at his feet, lifted the mud seal, his eyes seemed to be squinting, and he raised his head and gulped down the wine.

"Brother, what the hell are you thinking about, I'm your brother, can't you sue me?" Feng Shan's face was sad. Both of their brothers died when they were young, and Feng Lin took care of him unabstainably. The steamed buns that were begged would rather starve themselves than keep them for themselves. When he eats what his brother begged for, he always has a big smile on his face. At that time, he was young and not very sensible, but when he grew up, whenever he recalled the hardships of his childhood, Feng Shan would feel guilty and grateful in his heart.

Now that he sees his own brother like this, he is desperate, and to be honest, Feng Shan's heart is not comfortable.

"Isn't it Dao Baifeng? Does she still not accept you? Hmph, I'll go to her and let her make good things happen. Although I don't want to persecute women. But for the sake of your happiness, I threaten to get her to agree. Feng Shan gritted his teeth and was about to get up to find Dao Baifeng.

"You can't see her. Feng Lin finally spoke, his voice very hoarse. It was as dry as if I hadn't drunk water for a long time.

"Why can't you see it?" Feng Shan looked at his brother and said.

Feng Lin didn't seem to hear his brother's words, and staggered up the wine jar and poured it into his mouth, and suddenly he seemed to feel something. The originally trance-like gaze instantly froze, and the pupils shrank smaller than the tip of a needle.

"It's you...... It's you ......" Feng Lin muttered to himself, the figure passing by at the door. It's so familiar, how profound, and I don't know how many times I've appeared in my dreams.

The wine jar in his hand had fallen to the ground at some point, Feng Lin's face suddenly turned hideous at this time, and his hands were clenched so tightly that his nails were stuck in the flesh and pointed, with a little Yin Hong.

"It's you!" Feng Lin's hoarse voice trembled with resentment and trembling on his hideous cheeks.

Feng Shan naturally saw that person too, and then saw his brother's expression, and now he suddenly had a terrifying thought, almost suffocating him.

"What if it's her?" Feng Lin thought of the other party's identity, and then thought of his current situation, a sense of despair filled his heart, and he couldn't help but feel sad, covering his cheeks with his hands, and his voice was like a cuckoo crying blood, which made people feel sad from his heart.

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The architecture of the Divine Cult is very familiar to Li Qingluo. Knowing from the disciples in the sect that the Demon Lord was practicing in retreat, Li Qingluo came to the secret room with ease.

"Get out of the way for me!" Li Qingluo came to the secret room, and when she saw the two disciples blocking her way, she immediately raised her eyebrows and shouted.

"Husband...... Madam, the sect leader is in retreat, and the little one doesn't dare to let you in. Otherwise, the sect leader will blame him, and his subordinates will not be able to bear it. One of the thin disciples mourned.

"Then you go in and report to me!" Li Qingluo glared.

"This ......," the man hesitated.

"What this, that, you can go if you are told to go, where is there so much nonsense? Don't dare to disturb the sect leader, am I so easy to provoke?" Li Qingluo was already in a bad mood, and this disciple's words inexplicably ignited the anger in her heart.

It was really a fire at the city gate that affected the fish in the pond, how could they offend these two great gods? The two of them were extremely reluctant in their hearts, and they slowly moved inside.

"Hurry up, if you offend your sect leader, you still have a way to live, if you offend me, see how I clean you up. Li Qingluo threatened fiercely.

The two of them wailed in their hearts, thinking that the Divine Sect was powerful, and no one dared to disturb the sect leader's retreat, and it was a good thing to check for the sect leader. I didn't expect this to be a fire cave, and I was afraid and scolded Li Qingluo in my heart that it was difficult to raise women and villains.

The secret room is six zhang in circumference, every half zhang distance, there is a night pearl placed on the wall, and the whole secret room is suddenly illuminated by the light of the night pearl and looks as bright as day.

Bookshelves clinging to the walls, enclosing the entire chamber. Directly above the bookshelf are engraved two Shaolin inlaid words with gold. There are a variety of books in it, and stickers are hung under each book, such as the Golden Bell Jar, the Yijin Jing and other Shaolin martial arts.

Among them, the other bookshelves are Xiaoyao faction, beggar gang, Dali, Kongtong and so on, and the martial arts of each sect are included in this secret room.

As for the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion left for the disciples of the Divine Sect outside, the martial arts inside were only Zhang Feng who chose some martial arts to put outside, and as for those top martial arts, there was no one.

These martial arts are the trophies of the Divine Cult's conquest of the entire martial arts, and they almost include the martial arts of the rivers and lakes, which are more comprehensive and profound than Li Qingluo's former Langhuan Jade Cave. (To be continued......)