The audience was silent, except for the flames in the furnace that were whistling.

Everyone, standing, looking at the man who was shrouded in a cloak.

At this moment, a rough voice suddenly sounded from the doorway, echoing in all directions.

"The apprentice of the madman, Lin'er, you have lost unjustly. ”

The sudden sound tore through the silence of the back hall, which startled everyone, and then the stunned eyes condensed to the door.

"City Lord!"

"Master Shen Yan!"

"How could it be them?!"

"Oh my God, what day is today, why did Master Shen Yan and the city lord appear together?"

"Just ...... Who was Master Shen talking about just now...... Mad...... The apprentice of the madman......"

“......”

In the stunned eyes of everyone and the sound of surprised discussions, two figures walked slowly, and the amazing momentum naturally emanated, majestic and calm, which was shocking.

A figure with a stout body, bronze skin, and a faint smell of fireworks and iron filings on his body should be the owner of this Wanqi Xuan, Master Shen Yan Shen of the Instrument Sect.

And the other person was fat and round, with a smile on his face, it was the lord of Akabane City that Lu Xia had seen in the battle outside Akabane City two months ago, Akabane.

At this time, Chi Yu also looked at Lu Xia with a smile, with a trace of inexplicable discoloration in his eyes.

The corners of Lu Xia's mouth covered by the hat curled slightly, and his exposed eyes suddenly became extremely sincere, and this watch was immediately captured by Akabane, making him cry and laugh.

"This bastard boy is really holding a grudge. Akabane said secretly in his heart.

"How do you know I'm here?"

Deng Yonghui saw that his identity had been exposed, but he simply lifted the hat, revealed his true face in countless horrified eyes, and said lightly.

Shen Yan and Chi Yu had already walked into the back hall at this time, only to see Shen Yan salute Deng Yonghui, and then said with a wry smile: "Senior Deng, you kicked the hall to the door of the junior's house, how could the junior, as the master of Xuan, not know ......"

"This refining master of Akabane City, you kid has some skills, so I don't want you to find anyone. Deng Yonghui's face was light.

The wry smile on Shen Yan's face was even worse, was this a compliment?

For a while, the atmosphere in the back hall was a little awkward, and the onlookers didn't dare to come out.

Figures like the city lord and the madman Deng Yonghui are here, and there is no room for them to speak out at all.

"Senior Deng, now that what you want to do has been done, why don't you move to my mansion and have a drink or two?" Finally, it was Akabane who broke the silence with a chuckle.

Deng Yonghui's eyes suddenly lit up, he looked at Chi Yu and asked, "But it's a thousand-year-old wine?"

"Exactly. Akabane nodded with a wry smile.

"Let's go, go now, I haven't touched wine in months, and I'm about to fade out of my mouth. ”

......

Akabane Castle, the castle lord's mansion.

High-rise buildings, sandalwood curling, fine wine mellow, sitting on it, as if you can see the whole city.

In the distance, people come and go, traffic is busy, shoulder to shoulder, and the river is endless, one by one, mortals or monks, all busy for the ethereal but promising future.

The sky was brimming with brilliance, and the rainbow light was shining, like a meteor passing by, leaving behind an arc that was the envy of countless mortals.

Deng Yonghui scooped up a large bowl of wine, raised his head and drank it, regardless of the wine overflowing from the corner of his mouth, he actually drank it all.

"Senior Deng, you have accepted a good apprentice. Akabane glanced at Lu Xia and smiled heartily.

At this time, there were only Deng Yonghui and Lu Xia on this high-rise building, as well as Chi Yu and Shen Yan, and the height was unbearable, adding a bit of inexplicable melancholy.

Deng Yonghui smiled and shook his head, as if he didn't want to dwell on this issue, he just drank bitterly to himself, and after a while, he muttered: "Four months later, if he can really defeat the others, then he is worthy of being my apprentice of the madman." ”

Lu Xia's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he was speechless.

"Senior Deng, the Western Wilderness is so big, and there are not many people in Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, and besides, your named disciple has only been studying with you for two months, do you have too high expectations for him?" Shen Yan frowned slightly and said with a smile.

"He was taught by my madman!" Deng Yonghui picked up the bowl full of wine on the table, drank it all bitterly, and then said lightly.

Domineering, arrogant!

As soon as these words came out, the wind and clouds seemed to be shaking, and the name of the madman was not false.

After a moment of silence, Akabane spoke up, "Is it really going to start?"

Deng Yonghui pondered for a moment, nodded, and said: "I've waited too long, if it weren't for the fact that your kid was about to enter the sainthood back then, and he didn't want to be in the way of refining weapons, presumably at this time, the victory or defeat of life and death would have been divided." ”

"Maybe it's providential, I think this kid is more suitable than me. Akabane sighed.

At this time, Shen Yan also asked out loud, "Refining Conference, will Ling Qingfeng come?"

As soon as these words fell, Lu Xia saw Deng Yonghui's eyes light up, and the depths of his dark eyes flashed with strong hatred and murderous intent, and his gaze became unprecedentedly fierce.

His heart, which never seemed to ripple lightly, was actually set off by such an ordinary name.

"Ling Qingfeng, who is he?"

Lu Xia had no right to interject, so he had to secretly write down the name, and then slowly drank the mellow and strong thousand-year-old wine in the bowl.

The fierce momentum that surged on Deng Yonghui's body made the space in all directions suddenly blazing, although it was fleeting, it was still terrifying.

Even the air seemed to burn up in that instant.

But in an instant, all the heat quickly dissipated as if it had never existed.

Deng Yonghui seemed to have calmed down, but he directly grabbed the wine jar on the table and poured it into his mouth.

The wine splashed from the corners of his mouth, the aroma of the wine volatilized, the building was fragrant, and the taste of the thousand-year-old wine aroused people's appetite.

After a long while, Deng Yonghui slowly stopped, took a deep look at the brilliant sky, and said lightly: "Since I have been born, he will definitely come back." ”

He paused before muttering, "For thousands of years, this is a rivalry and break between me and him. ”

"This time, you're not going to let the scene from that year repeat itself, are you?" Akabane asked with a sigh of relief.

"It was precisely because of my repeated concessions that I led to the occurrence of tragedy after that, and this time, I will definitely not be soft!"

As soon as the words fell, Deng Yonghui's eyes flashed with deep sadness, but he was soon replaced by a terrifying killing machine, "This time, I will definitely kill him with my own hands, and return the world to a flawless place, if not, what face do I have to go to the peak of the Absolute Saint Peak again." ”

Lu Xia had been listening attentively, but the more he listened, the more frightened he became, and with his intelligence, he suddenly felt that he had fallen into a battle and battle involving a saint.

And he was so passively involved, he couldn't help but ask out loud, "Uncle Deng, what is the ultimate purpose of our participation in the refining conference?"