As the guards left, there was a faint sparkle in Luo Yao's eyes. He remembered that Yun Fengchen used to be a member of Jiankui's team, and he and Jiankui Bai had experienced several life-and-death disasters, but they finally parted ways, perhaps for the sake of

This happened.

After a while, the guards led the two people to arrive.

One of them is Yun Fengchen, the villain Yun Fengchen.

Luo Yao stood up, cupped his hands and said, "I have met Pavilion Master Yun Shao."

He is the Young Pavilion Master. Yun Fengchen is just the Young Pavilion Master of the Secret Pavilion of the Star Palace. If he is not the Young Pavilion Master of the Star Palace, if he is the Young Palace Master, he will be the future Palace Master of the Star Palace and will be in charge of the Star Palace.

Yun Fengchen also handed over his hand: "I've met Mr. Luo!"

Yun Fengchen also knew that Luo Yao coveted the position of the Young Pavilion Master of Disha Pavilion, but he could not call him, otherwise he would be slapping Luo Yao in the face. After all, the Young Pavilion Master of Disha Pavilion was Luo Yiqiang.

Yun Fengchen said: "Master Luo, although you and I belong to the three major powers and are famous throughout the Southern Wilderness, it is really a pity that you and I have only really gotten to know each other today."

Luo Yao said: "Young Master Yun is ridiculous. How can I, Luo Yao, be so famous in the Southern Wilderness? But it is Young Master Yun who amazes the world and is admired by thousands of people. I can't compare to Luo. It's enough for me to meet you today."

Comfort your life."

Each of them speaks better than the other, is more modest and polite, but only they themselves know how much they are sincere and how much they are fake.

The current Yun Fengchen is not the Yun Fengchen of the past. His strength has broken through to the fourth level of the Shengxuan Realm. He has mastered the Star Picking Hand Technique to a small degree. With the blessing of the power of the stars, he can shake the Shengxuan Realm.

A master of the seventh level.

Yun Fengchen waved his hand and said: "Master Luo is joking, Yun is just relying on others, it's nothing."

Mentioning this, Luo Yao asked: "Master Yun, I wonder what happened to you, Bai Jianxuan and others, and why did you part ways?"

Yun Fengchen said: "We have different opinions and we have different opinions, so we parted ways. Furthermore, Bai Jianxuan took away my lover. He is a man, so he should be angry."

Luo Yao nodded and said: "I see. In this way, Pavilion Master Yun Shao and Jian Kui's team are enemies rather than friends?"

Yun Fengchen said: "Of course, you will be my enemy either alive or dead. This is also the purpose of my meeting Mr. Luo."

Luo Yao's heart sank: Sure enough, it really has something to do with De Jiankui's team.

"Pavilion Master Yun Shao still makes it clearer."

Yun Fengchen said: "You and I join forces to put an end to Luo Yiqiang and others."

Luo Yaoxu narrowed his eyes. They are all smart people. It was 'ending Luo Yiqiang and others' rather than 'ending Duanxuehun and others'. He knew that Yun Fengchen was saying that he already knew about them.

They were chasing Luo Yiqiang.

Luo Yao said: "What good do I have?"

Yun Fengchen frowned, wondering what Luo Yao meant by this. He had not thought of this situation. After all, Luo Yao did nothing for the sake of the world. If Luo Yiqiang was safe and sound, he would not be able to return to Disha Pavilion.

At that time, he was able to ally with him, which was regarded as a favor to him. However, Luo Yao's attitude made him lose his ability for a while.

Yun Fengchen said: "As long as Luo Yiqiang doesn't show up, Disha Pavilion is already in the hands of Mr. Luo. Isn't that enough? Besides, Mr. Luo, it is not a good thing for you that Luo Yiqiang is alive. After leaving Shengtian

Island, Mr. Luo, can you tell me where to go?"

Luo Yao said: "Three days ago, he had the chance to kill me, but he let me go because I was his brother. He also clearly told me that he was not interested in Disha Pavilion, and Disha Pavilion was within easy reach for me.

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This disrupted Yun Fengchen's plan again. They were brothers, with broken bones and tendons. Could Luo Yiqiang really slap his brother to death?

"But the Young Pavilion Master is not you." Yun Fengchen said.

Luo Yao said: "He has no intention. Over time, the position will naturally fall on me. After all, the only main lineage of the Luo family is our brothers."

Watertight.

Yun Fengchen said: "It seems that Yun Mou came here in vain today..."

Luo Yao said: "It won't be in vain. It's not impossible to form an alliance. I only want Nangong Yiyao to live!"

Yun Fengchen said in a low voice: "One Yuan Four Swords Style?"

Luo Yao smiled and said nothing, staring at

With clouds and phoenix dust.

Yun Fengchen said: "Okay, I'll take Mr. Luo."

The two then discussed the alliance, and Yun Fengchen left.

Luo Yao said softly: "You are really a difficult character, Yun Fengchen, you have to be careful in the future. If I don't take the initiative this time, I may not be able to gain the upper hand."

Yun Fengchen walked a certain distance from his protector. Yun Fengchen stopped suddenly, showed an unknown smile, and said: "What a Luo Yao, it's really not easy. You win this time, but you won't win next time."

So easy."

He came to his senses. When he said they would form an alliance, Luo Yao had already agreed in his heart. He was pretending to be a snake with him, just to get more benefits from the negotiation.

"It's just Nangong Yiyao, as well as Yang Wenxuan and that Fan Peng. The inheritance of King Li is no worse than the One Yuan Four Swords style." Yun Fengchen said softly and left quickly.

It's just a pity that in the face of absolute strength, any conspiracy and trick are in vain, and Yun Fengchen will never have the chance to understand the meaning of this sentence.

…

The sun in the sky had been blocked from its light for some time, or maybe it was because it was approaching dusk. The sky and the earth became dark and gray, revealing an unspeakable depression, which seemed to be the depression of being abandoned by the world.

In the cold and silent forest, a person was walking, a girl, like a fairy. Not only her clothes were white, her hair was as white as snow, she seemed not to belong to this world.

The girl didn't walk fast, but walked very seriously, taking one step at a time, stepping firmly on each step before taking the next step, for fear of falling.

The wind is blowing, from small to strong.

This is the wind in the forest at night, a little cold, a little cool.

From the beginning, I could only lift strands of hair, then shook my clothes, shook branches, and blew up sand, dust and grass clippings...

The sound of the wind also grew louder, from whimpering to roaring, taking away the last warmth of the bright sun, but it could not take away the boundless depression.

The sky drooped, darkness fell completely, and the forest became even more depressing.

In the distant sky, there is a blue-feathered white-headed crow singing a high and sad voice, conveying the sadness of this time.

This night seemed extremely extraordinary.

The dark night has not affected the woman's walking, she is still so calm, and she has no intention of stopping to rest. She seems to be walking not only on the road, but on life, she cannot stop and has to keep going until the end.

Maybe God felt sorry for this woman, so he dispersed the dark clouds and shed light on her path forward.

She raised her head slightly, and her face was reflected in the moonlight, with a delicate cheek and a pair of bright eyes, especially her eyes.

An inch of autumn wave, a thousand dendrobium pearls are not enough!

After walking for an unknown amount of time, at a certain moment, the woman stopped and looked towards the dense forest on the left with a spiritual light.

Someone is here, someone she hates.

"You are such a pure and innocent girl. If I capture you and make a cauldron, I will definitely be able to break through to the third level of the Death Mysterious Realm. After devouring your essence and blood, I will be able to advance to the fifth level of the Death Mysterious Realm."

The man in the dark knew that he had been discovered and came out.

He is a burly man. His dress is surprisingly similar to that of a woman. He has the same white clothes, the same white hair, and the same white face. However, the man's face has two mustaches that are slightly raised. Although his face is like a baby's

So smooth, but a little less natural, much worse than women.

What is even more disgusting is that in this person's eyes, there is full of evil energy and endless desires.

The woman was calm and said softly: "Are you from the Demon Sect?"

The sound is ethereal, like the sound of swallows or warblers, melodious and melodious; and like the sound of jade, thin and delicate.

This person said: "You actually know that I come from the Demon Sect?"

The woman said: "You are full of evil spirits and endless resentment. This is only found in the evil cultivators of the Demon Sect. Is it strange to recognize you?"

Hearing this, the man burst into laughter and said, "Our Demon Sect is worthy of being the Holy Land of Demon Dao. It is powerful in the world and admired by thousands of people."

Shocking the world? Admired by thousands of people?

Although someone with such a shameless face may not be invincible in the world, it is still rare.

People and.

Being chased like a rat crossing the street by the alliance of righteous sects, yet still claiming to be powerful and respected by thousands of people, it is really shameless.

The woman said softly: "There is really no lower limit for the people of the Demon Sect, and you are not a real disciple of the Demon Sect, you should be a slave."

The big man narrowed his sinister eyes and said, "What else do you know?"

The woman said: "I don't know much, but this is the Southern Wilderness, the land of the Taixuan Sword Sect. How dare the disciples of the Demon Sect step into the Southern Wilderness. Eight thousand years ago, the Taixuan Sword Sect's sword came out of the Taixuan Mountain, causing turmoil for half of the world.

The Holy Land of the Demon Sect has not been restored for thousands of years. The Taixuan Sword Sect and the Southern Wilderness have become taboos of the Demon Sect. The true disciples of the Demon Sect will never dare to step into the Southern Wilderness."

The big man said: "You are right, I am indeed just a slave, but when I leave this Holy Island and return to the Demon Sect, I can join the Demon Sect and become an outer sect elder."

"Come on, beauty, give me a helping hand and let me break through to a higher realm. I have never seen a body as pure as yours. With you as the cauldron, I can reach the sky in one step, hahaha!" The man in white robes shouted wildly.

Laughed.

Rampant, arrogant, cruel, and unscrupulous!

The woman ignored his madness, frowned slightly, and turned in another direction. She still smelled of disgust, even more so than this big man.
To be continued...