Chapter 295 The Secret of the Year

Thinking of this, Masako turned her heart and showed a resolute look on her face. Her body slowly floated up. As soon as she waved her lotus feet, she was about to rush to Feng Xiaotian!

Before Masako's figure moved, suddenly, a roar came from the ground of the top of the snowy mountain. The roar was so loud that it was like thunder. The whole pumice mountain seemed to shake, and the snow on the top of the mountain rolled down towards the foot of the mountain, which flooded countless houses under his feet.

It can't be said that Masako and Feng Xiaotian on the top of the mountain are really heard on the whole volcanic island. All the Japanese eyes are on the pumice mountain. I don't know what happened today where the quiet fairy palace is located.

Masako's body, which was about to fly, suddenly fell down. Looking at the more and more cracks on the top of the mountain in front of him, there was a look of surprise flashing in her eyes, and her face was slightly pale, as if she remembered something terrible.

Feng Xiaotian also interrupted his healing and stood quietly aside. He faintly felt a trace of ominous in his heart. He just secretly adjusted his breath and tried to restore a certain combat strength as much as possible to cope with the accident. He felt that there must be a peerless beast under the top of the mountain to be born!

The most pitiful thing was Song Langran, who was awakened by the loud roar, but he couldn't move. He actually slid to fall into the huge ice pit that had just been smashed by the Shakyamha Tower, which scared Song Langran to scream repeatedly: "Help, come and save me!"

Seeing that Song Langran was about to fall into the unfathomable ice pit, Masako was indifferent. Instead, there was a proud smile at the corners of his mouth. Feng Xiaotian's body was vertical and forced to lift his true breath. His body was like an arrow. He suddenly appeared above Song Langran, lifted Song Langran, turned over and flew back to safety. Zone, but at this time, Feng Xiaotian acted qi arrogantly, and he couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"Thank you, Feng Daxia, for not counting the past and saving me!" Song Langran thanked him in shock. He really didn't expect that Feng Xiaotian would repay his grievances with virtue and risk to save him. He was really grateful.

Feng Xiaotian said coldly, "You don't need to thank me. I'll keep your life just to settle accounts with you with my own hands, and I don't want you to die in other places!"

"Anyway, since you saved me, I'm willing to tell you a secret and repay you!" Song Langran said so.

"I'm sorry, I'm not interested in listening to your secrets!" Feng Xiaotian didn't look at Song Langran. He just stared at more and more cracks on the top of the snowy mountain, as if there was something huge to get out of the ground, but Masako on the opposite side seemed to know something. Her body retreated slightly, and his eyes were full of hope and fear.

"Ha ha, I know that the wind hero hates me to the bone, but this secret is related to the wind hero being abted by my Jinwumen that day." Song Langran didn't seem to notice the coldness of Feng Xiaotian and said to himself.

"Uh? How do you say this?" Feng Xiaotian's attention was finally attracted by Song Langran's words. He looked back and stared at Song Langran and asked.

"Fengxiayou might as well recall, how can I accurately know the whereabouts of Fengxia, and just do it when your two big brothers are not around? You know, as long as one of your two big brothers is present, our plan will end in failure!" Song Langran asked with a little pride.

"Hmm? Why is that? Is there someone..." Feng Xiaotian didn't think about this problem at first. Now when Song Langran mentioned it, he found that there was something strange in it. The Jinwumen people took away with a good opportunity to take him away. If Brother Lu or Brother Xue were present, how could Jinwumen succeed? Can't someone around you report to Jinwumen? But how is this possible?

"The wind hero expected it. It was someone around you who informed us that we could seize the best opportunity to capture you when your two brothers left, which led to a series of things later!" Song Langran seemed to know the suspicion in Feng Xiaotian's heart and said it for him.

"Song Langran, don't talk nonsense. There are people around me who can be trusted, and no one will inform you! You don't have to bother to provoke our relationship!" Feng Xiaotian said firmly that his face was a little angry. Needless to say, Yaner was even more impossible. Even Qian Xiaosheng and Li Haoyu were both people who could trust each other with their lives. How could anyone betray themselves?

"Ha ha, the wind hero doesn't have to be angry. Did the wind hero forget to take in the father and son of the Xiao family after the Pengzhou Conference?" Song Langran didn't care about Feng Xiaotian's attitude and asked leisurely.

"The father and son of the Xiao family?" Feng Xiaotian was shocked and said, yes, after the Pengzhou Conference, Xiao Bofeng, one of the Eight Immortals of Pengzhou, broke up with Shangguan Wuyong, the master of Pengzhou, and led his son Xiao Biechen to himself.

"Is it the father and son of the Xiao family who betrayed me and revealed my whereabouts to you?" Feng Xiaotian quickly asked.

"I'm not sure whether Xiao Bofeng participated or not, but Xiao Biechen, Xiao Bofeng's son, personally came to us and designed a scene of your ablution. There is no doubt. At that time, when he and my father were discussing, he was also present, and it was naturally clear!" Song Langran said in detail.

"Is this true?" Feng Xiaotian asked uncertainly, but in fact, he already believed it in his heart.

"There is absolutely no lie. If there is any deception, I would rather be struck by the sky and destroyed!" Song Langran said firmly.

"Then Xiao Beichen, I kindly took in their father and son, but why did he betray me?" Feng Xiaotian said angrily.

"Ha ha, Feng Daxia, you don't even think about it. Xiao Beichen is arrogant. The original champion of the Pengzhou Conference was won by you, and the good Pengzhou Fairy Island disciple has become a homeless bereaved dog. All this is more or less thanks to you. How can Xiao Beichen be relieved? Naturally, you will retaliate whenever you have a chance! Huh? Belly pain, the wind hero gave me the antidote. An hour is about to come, and it must be your soul elixir!" Song Langran's analysis was reasonable, but after half of his words, he suddenly sweated on his forehead and moaned with his stomach.

Feng Xiaotian was hesitating to give it to him, but he smelled another roar in the ground of the top of the snowy mountain. The pumice mountain trembled. With a loud "rumbling" sound, the snow in the middle of the top of the mountain actually rose high!

Masako has been staring at the cracks on the top of the snowy mountain, and did not pay attention to the conversation between Feng Xiaotian and Song Langran just now. At this moment, when he saw the high rise of the snowy mountain, he quickly shook his delicate body and flew to the air. A head was raised high, and his head was full of blue hair fluttering behind his head. He said to Feng Xiaotian, "Feng, we are waiting for the Japanese. The patron saint of man is about to be born, so you just wait to be swallowed by him alive, haha!"

"You are the patron saint of the Japanese pirates? What is that?" Feng Xiaotian asked puzzledly.

Song Langran, who was lying on the ground, changed his face when he heard Masako's words and shouted urgently, "Feng Daoxia, take me out of here quickly, otherwise, you and I will die without burial!"

"Why is that?" Looking at the rising top of the snowy mountain, Feng Xiaotian asked in surprise.

"According to my grandfather, when my ancestor of Jinwumen came here to stand down the mountain gate, there was an extremely fierce monster here, leading the Japanese on the volcanic island. At that time, although my ancestor of Jinwumen was already a master of the Mahayana period, he still took a lot of effort to suppress the monster under this pumice mountain. It must be today. Under the war, the seal is loosened, and the monster is coming out. Take me out of here quickly!" Song Langran's tone was quite urgent and said the reason in one breath.

At this time, the top of the mountain shook more and more fiercely, and Feng Xiaotian could hardly stand. He quickly picked up Song Langran, and the light sword flashed under his feet and was about to fly.

At this moment, I heard a coquettish in the air: "Where to go? Leave your life obediently! Be the dessert of my guardian god of the Japanese!" Before the words fell, a shadow flashed down from the air, and his palms withdrew. A strong palm wind pressed towards the wind! It was Masako who took the opportunity to sneak up!

"What a witch!" Feng Xiaotian was seriously injured at this moment. He was unable to fight with him, so he had to get up and fall down. He could avoid Masako's palm wind, but returned to the top of the snowy mountain.

At this moment, the top of the snowy mountain is shaking. Countless snow rolled down towards the foot of the mountain. Countless Japanese wolves at the foot of the mountain ran and fled for their lives. Feng Xiaotian was lucky. His feet stood on the ground like nails. Looking at the constantly bulging ground, there was a trace of panic and a trace of curiosity in his heart. He wanted to see what the guardian god of the Japanese pirates looked like, and there was such a big movement just by coming out.

Song Langran, who was holding it in Feng Xiaotian's hand, turned pale and muttered, "It's over, it's over, it's really over!"

However, Masako, who was suspended in the air, did not do anything more. She stared at the ground coldly, as if she just forced Feng Xiaotian to stay on the top of the snowy mountain.

The movement on the top of the snowy mountain is getting louder and louder. The originally flat ground in the middle has risen more than three feet high. The snow falls, revealing the gray-brown earth and stone, but it is still rising.

Feng Xiaotian thought to himself that the so-called Japanese patron saint was not small. As he thought about it, he stood quietly. Although the ground shook violently, Feng Xiaotian was barely standing in the empty space, still constantly absorbing the aura in the air, trying to sort out the true qi in the meridians, and wanted to be in the shortest Restore more strength in time.

Song Langran in his hand kept moaning, as if the medicinal power of the soul elixir thrown into his mouth an hour ago had begun to attack, but he found that he had no time to take care of him at this moment. There was another earth-shaking roar in the bulging ground. Before Feng Xiaotian could react, he saw the bulge. The ground suddenly exploded!