The short-haired, black-faced boy felt that someone was looking at him, turned his head and stared at Feng Feiyun, frowned slightly, and then grinned, revealing a set of snow-white teeth.
Feng Feiyun also nodded slightly and smiled, and Master Zhizang next to him saw some clues and asked, "Who is this young man?"
"A friend!" Feng Feiyun said.
At this time, the guy from the Yulou Palace came over, bowing his body, Feng Feiyun took out a spirit stone, asked for a meal, and then asked the guy about the place to live. Fang, because there are too many evil tyrants who have come to the ancient town recently, even if Feng Feiyun adds more money, he will not be able to make room.
Just two rooms!
For monks who have reached their level of cultivation, even a night of cultivating on the street is a very short time, but the people who come to the ancient town are all evil tyrants and people who love face. Naturally, they can't sleep on the street, otherwise It is to weaken the prestige of the overlord.
"Lao Na wants to go to Mount Putuo to visit a friend. He may have to leave for a few days, but he will definitely appear at the evil way event to help the son." Master Zhizang's voice came from the black hat.
"Go!" Feng Feiyun is not afraid that Monk Zhizang will never return, his soul is still in Feng Feiyun's hands, no matter where he goes, Feng Feiyun can feel it.
Master Zhizang stood up, put his palms together, bowed slightly, and then disappeared suddenly, very strange.
There are many strong people on the pavilion, and naturally they noticed this scene, and they were all shocked and their scalps numb. This is an extremely strong person. The cultivator with a low cultivation base did not feel it at all, and did not notice that there was already one less person in the pavilion.
Just when the aged dish was served, two thin men with yin energy came over, their faces were bloodless, and there was a black mist flowing around their bodies.
The two men had followed Feng Feiyun and the five women when they walked into the Yulou Palace. Their eyes were full of scorching heat, and with smiles, they glanced at the five women beside Feng Feiyun.
Feng Feiyun naturally sensed these two people, but he didn't take them seriously at all, and urged Liu Ruixin to pour himself a drink. The girl stomped her feet in anger, with a face of reluctance, but in the end she gave in, not only poured After drinking, I went to Feifeng Feiyun to beat my back.
The two men both showed jealous eyes, and one of the men's pupils burst into a black brilliance, shooting out a black evil energy two feet long.
There are many monks in the world of immortality who have practiced various "eyesight", such as: magic eye, sky eye, sword pupil, evil eye, etc., almost all have the function of perspective, but in formal occasions, generally no one deliberately Using this kind of power to peep at other monks, especially a female monk, is regarded as a disdainful and provocative behavior.
But the people gathered above the ancient formation are all giants of the evil way, no one is afraid of anyone, there is no order here, the big fist is the order.
Feng Feiyun's eyes squinted, his momentum turned cold, and he said in a cold voice: "Looking for death!"
At the same time, Ye Sizhen had already stabbed out with her sword, and the speed was as fast as lightning. The man who used evil eyes to peep at Liu Ruixin was killed by the lightning and flint, and the head flew out and fell to the ground like a ball. scroll.
When she came back, most of the monks above the pavilion didn't see who was shooting, only to hear the handsome man beside the big bronze table coldly shouting "Looking for death", and that man fell to the ground.
On the contrary, he was shocked by several evil tyrants above the pavilion, and he was secretly glad that he did not provoke this group of people, otherwise he would really die without a place to be buried.
When Ye Siwei shot just now, the white veil was blown to a corner, revealing a world-shattering immortal face, which was seen by a few high-level cultivators of the evil dao, making them amazed, and they began to guess the group of people. Identity, they quickly guessed that they were inseparable.
In the Accord on the fourth floor, there were also several evil tyrants in Chinese robes who noticed the scene just now, and one of them, a majestic man with a few strands of white silk on his temples, said, "The Mo brothers are also considered heroes in Yuntian Mansion. Lord, their father, Mo Taigong, built a city of rosy bones and white bones. After the Qianjinyixiaolou was destroyed, this prostitute city was about to become the first city of Fengyue in the world of immortals, but it’s a pity that they kicked the iron plate today.”
"Mo Angchun probably didn't think that he has been playing with women all his life, but finally died at the hands of a woman. It's ridiculous." Another evil tyrant said with a smile.
"Mo Angchun and Mo Angxia may only be considered ordinary people in the evil way, but their father, Mo Taigong, is not a simple person, but the eldest disciple of the seventh hall master of Senluo Hall, hehe!"
Another evil tyrant with two pairs of eyes on his face smiled and said, "The woman who shot just now is Ye Siwei, the head of the six beauties in the Dizi Mansion. go."
"Oh! Does that mean that the handsome man is the flower-picking thief who has been in the limelight recently and fought against the seven masters in the ancient temple ruins? Haha! This is interesting."
Mo Anxia touched the sticky blood on his head, only to realize that his brother was already lying in a pool of blood, not only a burst of anger, "You actually killed my brother, do you know who I am? "
Before he finished speaking, a vortex formed in the position of his dantian, and he was about to release his natal magic weapon to kill the handsome and handsome man in front of him.
Feng Feiyun shook his head slightly and said, "I don't care who you are, and you dare to pay attention to this son's maid, it is a crime that deserves death!"
"call out!"
Feng Feiyun lifted his sleeves, and a wave of spiritual energy flew over, transformed into a nine-headed dragon and tiger, and a thunderous tiger roar erupted.
"Bang!"
Feng Feiyun put another spirit stone on the table and said, "Little Er, collect the corpse."
A guy happily ran over, took the spirit beast, and went to clean up the bodies of the Mo brothers. Even the blood on the ground was dragged again, except for the faint smell of blood remaining in the air. There is nothing left.
Those evil tyrants who originally had the idea of five maids by Feng Feiyun retreated one after another, knowing that the young man in front of him was not easy to mess with, the Mo brothers had reached the realm of half-step giants, and they were all killed at will, this is not their fault Affordable people.
"Dare to ask this gentleman is a gust of wind, a gentleman?" The young man with short hair and black face came over and sat down at the bronze table unceremoniously.
"I didn't expect you to know me." Feng Feiyun shook the fan with a leisurely smile on his face.
Hearing this, the entire Yulou Palace fell silent, and many people consciously or unintentionally glanced at this, or pricked their ears to listen.
"Haha! I just said to see that the young master is so kind, so it turns out that we are walking together. There are thousands of cups of wine when you meet your confidant. Today, you won't be drunk." The short-haired black-faced youth picked up a bronze wine cup. Put it away, patted the table, and said, "Girl fill it up for me."
"Why should I pour you a drink?" Liu Ruixin felt a little angry, and felt that the young man in front of him was too rude. What kind of identity is he? He is usually served by others, and only the villain Feng Da dares to treat her as a girl handle.
Moreover, this guy in front of him also claimed to be walking with a gust of wind, isn't he another flower thief? Poured him a drink and vomited to death.
"Aren't you the maid of the eldest brother? Shouldn't the maid do things like pouring wine and picking up guests?" The black-faced short-haired expression was indignant, and said: "Big brother, this maid needs training! Or you will lend her to me for two days. , I promise to train her to be obedient, tell her to lie down, she dare not stand; tell her to bark like a cat, she dare not bark like a dog... Hey... Hey... What are you doing? I'm a guest... "
Bang!
Liu Ruixin lifted the jug himself and smashed the black-faced short-haired boy on the face, the black-faced short-haired boy rubbed his forehead, touched his hair, and said angrily: "Little girl, the young master is a famous girl killer in the Jin Dynasty, look. In the face of the eldest brother, it is not common knowledge, don't force me!"
Liu Ruixin took off the white bamboo hat directly on his head, and was about to smash it at the black-faced, short-haired boy across from him. Feng Feiyun smiled and said, "Ruixin, pour wine for this fellow... comrade."
"I... hum!" Liu Ruixin gritted her little tiger teeth, put the white bucket hat on her head again, picked up another jug, walked over, and smashed the black-faced short-haired boy on the head again, smashing "" "Boom", he said, "Take it and drink it." Then he turned around and left.
The black-faced, short-haired boy with the drink splashed all over his face, he quickly caught the deformed jug, rubbed his head, then wiped a handful of wine on his face, and said with a smile, "The eldest brother's taste is really exactly the same as the younger brother, Little brother, I also like this kind of hot girl, and it only tastes good when she is trained."
"Bining is handsome!"
There was anger in Xie Honglian's voice, her body was hot, and the sound of breaking the wind was very sharp, and she soon fell into the pavilion of the Jade Palace.
"Oh my god! It's chasing again!" Bi Ningshuai jumped out of the window and fled. Because he jumped too fast, his feet hung on the window, his center of gravity was unstable, and he fell directly on the street, "Bah!" With a sound, it seemed that something had been chopped up, and there was a burst of scolding from the street.
After he got up, he continued to run. At this time, the evil red lotus leaf chased out.
Feng Feiyun chatted and laughed while drinking, lest the world would not be in chaos: "Brother Bi, why don't we exchange the Heart Sutra of Picking Flowers together next time."
"Bi Ningshuai, you are looking for death!" Outside, Xie Hongluan's cold voice came. She took out a spirit sword, and a red lotus sun rushed out from the sword's edge, chopped it out, and issued The sound of sword cries resounded dozens of miles away.
Just when Feng Feiyun was laughing, King Ziming, who was wearing a corpse robe, came out of nowhere, sat opposite him like a ghost, and looked at him with a smile.