Chapter 924 It makes no sense

The location of the Heavenly City is worthy of the core of the Ziyao Fairyland. The abundance of fairy spirit is far from comparable to the Luoling City, or even equivalent to the small courtyard space of Feng Ruo.

After returning to the courtyard, which is not very big and extremely empty, Feng Ruo immediately seized the time to absorb the pure breath emanating from the phoenix fairy grass. This is a great tonic for the congenital wood in his body. At the same time, he is also thinking about what to do next?

There is no doubt that now he has been stirred up by someone with intentions in the back, which has become the so-called master of the laborer. It is impossible for him to follow the previous plan. For example, he has to at least pretend on the surface. In the cold day, if there is a chance, you can kill it. If you don' He has now entered the interior of the Qingling Xingshuai side, and it will be more convenient to do something secretly.

Of course, everything, in the final analysis, is that his cultivation is too weak. In this trial of the Purple Fire Temple, he has to find a way to take the purple fire he has mastered to the next level. Then, he has to further master the formation that his mother Ruo Qingzhu left him, so that he can go to the back garden of the Grass is much easier.

If he steals the fairy grass, he can try to refine the elixir with the tripod to see if he can completely activate the tripod so that the legendary tripod can be born.

In a word, there are a lot of things that need to be done.

For nine days in a row, no one came to disturb Feng Ruo. It seemed that the cloud had completely forgotten him, and he was so happy. It was just the right time for him to come here this time. It was when the phoenix fairy grass was in full bloom, and the wood attribute smell emanating from it really made him gain a lot. Just when he couldn't help trying to secretly send a little innate phoenix fairy grass, the cold sky finally appeared.

"Brother Mu, is it okay to live these days?" As soon as we met, the cold day greeted him very enthusiastically, which made Feng Ruo help but be stunned. It's strange. What's wrong with this boy?

"Of course it's good. After all, it's the city of heaven. It's really amazing!" Feng Ruo answered with a smile, "Why, the cold Taoist friend seems to be extremely happy. Is there something happy?"

"Hehe! There are no happy events, but there are still a lot of good things. Brother Mu, tonight, Mr. Yunkong, the young master of Luoling City, decided to set up a banquet for you in Jianxin. It's a great honor!" Cold weather and glorious tunnel.

"Sword heart small building? A banquet for me?

As soon as Feng Ruo heard it, he felt that there must be a conspiracy here, especially the familiar attitude at this moment in the cold day! He knew the appearance of Yunkong and was extremely arrogant. Although he said that he had killed the five-level immortal Nangongpan in a face-to-face, it may not mean that he could win the same five-level immortal Yunkong. After all, the level of cultivation is just a general measure. People are different. The skills of cultivation are different, and the immortal soldiers and artifacts they have will also play a great role, so the level of combat strength is also different. No one really thinks that if he kills a five-level immortal, he can sweep all the five-level immortals. This is common sense.

In fact, Nangongpan's strength is indeed very poor. How can the children of a small family be compared with the clouds and the sky?

But now Yunkong is so high-profile for him, it must not be because of his strength, but for another reason. Therefore, Feng Ruo was deliberately stunned for a moment at this time, and then said doubtfully, "Han Taoist friend, you can't talk nonsense. What is Yunkong's identity? I'm afraid that we don't even have the right to talk to him. How can we do this now?"

"Haha! Brother Mu, will I lie to you? Besides, I don't have the courage to spread rumors about this kind of thing. It's true. You haven't gone out in the past few days. I'm afraid it's not clear. Meng Xuanlong, the younger brother of Meng Xuanyuan, the young master of Mengling City, publicly issued a reward to take your head at a high price of 500 native fairy crystals. This is simply too deceptive! Thinking of you, Brother Mu, I'm afraid I don't know what Meng Xuanlong looks like. He is so presumptuous. Isn't it just that you don't have an identity background? And Mr. Yunkong has always been not used to this kind of domineering kanji, so he specially set up a public banquet in the small building in the heart of the sword to pick up the dust for Brother Mu! In this way, Mr. Yunkong presided over justice. No matter how arrogant his dream Xuanlong was, he did not dare to move the earth on the head of Taisui!"

After listening to the righteous and indignant story of Han Tian, on the one hand, Feng Ruo couldn't laugh or cry in his heart, but on the other hand, it was strange. Who is Meng Xuanlong? Why does it seem to hate him so much that he gritted his teeth? No wonder Han Tian's familiar attitude turned out to be so. Since Meng Xuanlong publicly offered a reward for his head, he naturally could not cooperate with Meng Lingxing Shuai. He could only rely on the big tree Yunkong to take refuge. They are now their own people!

After sighing in his heart, Feng Ruo couldn't help asking, "Han Taoist friend, do you know why Meng Xuanlong killed me? I don't have an intersection with him!"

Hearing Feng Ruo's question, Han Tian's expression showed a strange look. He hesitated for a moment, and then whispered, "Brother Mu, you really don't know? Or is it deliberately unclear?"

"Do you still need to distinguish between intentional and unintentional? Cold friends, just say it!"

"Well, I said, in fact, maybe this may not be the truth of the matter. It's just that you are more unlucky, Brother Mu. The reason why Meng Xuanlong wants to make such a black hand on Brother Mu is said to be because of a woman, a woman from the Mu family, Meng Xuanlong seems to be pursuing with all his The person's name is Mu Feixue, and there is only one word difference between you and Brother Mu!" Han Tian said while observing Feng Ruo's look. Unfortunately, from beginning to end, he did not find anything wrong with Feng Ruo's face.

"Oh, so that's it. It seems that this is really a reckless disaster!" Feng Ruo shook his head and sighed, "Well, I really want to thank Mr. Yunkong for presiding over justice! But where is the small building of the sword heart? Is it famous?"

"Of course, it is famous, because the small building of the heart of the sword is located in the ninth deputy city, but it is surrounded by the mountains and rivers, which is the first-class quiet and elegant place. If so, the small building of the heart of the sword will not be so famous. The real key is that the owner of the small building of This man is now as famous as Mr. Yunkong and Meng Xuanyuan. He is one of the three princes of the three spiritual cities. He is free and unrestrained. He usually likes to recite poems, cook tea and wine, and have a wide range of friends. Whether it is Mr. Yunkong or Meng Xuanyuan, he likes to go to his sword heart to This time, Mr. Yunkong specially set up a banquet for Brother Mu to clean up the dust. I'm sure that in a day, Brother Mu will also make a name for the whole Ziyao fairyland. Han Tian looked envious. In fact, he didn't understand that he was just a pawn. How could it be worth such a big move? But since Yunkong ordered, he naturally wanted to have a good relationship with Feng Ruo.

"Oh. It's really an honor for Mu!" Feng Ruo has probably figured it out. Yunkong should not have paid so much attention to him, but wanted to borrow him to fan Meng Xuanyuan's mouth. Didn't you come up with 500 native fairy crystals to buy a head? I told the world that I have kept this person, and this is the invisible slap in the face. That's cruel! It's a pity that he was actually regarded as a pawn. What's more unpleasant is that an asshole ran out to rob a woman with him. Hey, did Meng Xuanlong's head cramp? Or do you do it for too long to think? It really doesn't matter. It's a fearless death!

Han Tian was not busy saying goodbye at this time, so he exchanged greetings with Feng Ruo. Most of the time, he came to lead the way for Feng Ruo and prevent him from sneaking away. After all, he was the main person who slapped in the banquet. As Feng Ruo could imagine, then Yunkong would deliberately invite Meng Xuanlong Then he introduced Feng Ruo to Meng Xuanlong in person. Maybe he would pretend to say why he hurt the harmony and so on. In short, they have to make Meng Xuanlong's group of people crazy. The more angry they are, the more they will be calm. If they can't calm down, they will leak. It's much easier to do if there is a leak.

Although he knew that it was like this, Feng Ruo still wanted to go for only one reason. He wanted to see what the guy named Meng Xuanlong looked like.

At this time, there were still more than two hours before dark. Seeing that the cold weather was not leaving, Feng Ruo wanted to make a pot of spiritual tea to get some information from the cold day, but at this time, his heart moved slightly, and then he heard the sound of Mu Feixue outside.

"Mufei, get out of here!"

Hearing this familiar voice, Feng Ruo couldn't help smiling bitterly and waved his hand to the stunned cold day and said, "Please, cold friend, I have a guest!"

After blasting out the cold sky, Feng Ruo opened the fairy ban of the small yard to let Mu Feixue in. Before he said anything, Mu Feixue said angrily, "Are you still going to Jianxin Xiaozhu to go to the banquet? Or do you want to collage with Yunkong's group of people?

"You came here to tell me this?" Feng Ruo looked at Mu Feixue calmly and said lightly.

Hearing Feng Ruo's tone, Mu Feixue was stunned, and her eyes suddenly turned red. She came forward and kicked Feng Ruo, gritted her teeth and said, "You bastard, you'd rather believe the rumor than me!"

Looking at Mu Feixue's teeth and claws, Feng Ruo couldn't help smiling and put her in his arms. Mu Feixue struggled a few times, and then softened down, but she beat hard on Feng Ruo's chest with a powder fist incomparable grievance, "You bastard, do you mean to I was angry in Luoling City before. What else do you want to do? I gave you everything, and I don't even care about my sister. Why are you so greedy? You don't coax me when I lose my temper, just watch me leave. Don't you know how sad I am? Whoo-hoo!"

The more Mu Feixue said, the more wronged she was. The more she said, the more sad she became. While smashing Feng Ruo, she cried in his arms. At this time, the unhappiness in Feng Ruo's heart had already disappeared. He just smiled and gently patted Mu Feixue's twit

After a long time, Mu Feixue looked up from Feng Ruo's arms with some embarrassment and looked at Feng Ruo and said, "Am I a little reckless? I know that you must have your own deep meaning in doing this, but I'm afraid you will think too much!"

"What do you think about? I will definitely think about what should be thought, and I will definitely do what I should do. Look at your stupid look. Come on, beauty, give me a smile!" Feng Ruo joked.

"Laugh at your big head, little thief, it's not over! Also, I don't allow you to go to the banquet. You are played as a pawn. Mu Feixue bulged her mouth and exclaimed angrily.

"No, how can we not go to such a fun thing! You go with me. As for the chess pieces, let them toss around. I'm just going to kill people!" Feng Ruo said carelessly.

"Do you want to kill Meng Xuanlong? But he is a dreamer!" Mu Feixue was surprised.

"Hey hey, who is he from? Uncle Feng, do I need a reason to kill people? Feng Ruo said with a smile that he is actually a very kind and easy-to-talk person, but the premise is not to touch his reverse scale!

"Dir to the hell, how can you be so arrogant? But it's okay to kill it. I'll do it if you don't do it! But it's better to stay in the Purple Fire Temple to do it, otherwise, you little thief will only have to restore your identity as the direct grandson of the dream family to get rid of the trouble!" Mu Feixue smiled softly, wrapped her hands around her neck like a spiritual snake, and put it on the front. She was as angry as an orchid, and a charming face quietly rose a seductive blush.

"Little thief, it's been 300 years. Now, it's still early before dark..."

This almost inaudible muttering made Feng Ruo's heart sway, and the six hypocrisy gas roared out between his hands. He cleaned up the whole courtyard and then wrapped it again. With this protection, even if the cloud came in person, he did not want to break it.

Two hours later, the door of the courtyard opened itself without wind, and then Feng Ruo came out in high spirits, while Mu Feixue, who was beside her lowered her head slightly and held Feng Ruo's arm tightly. Like a bird, the blush on her beautiful face still did not dissipate, adding a different kind of charm.

And when he saw this scene on the cold day he had been waiting outside, the expression on his face was really weird, and he didn't say anything for a long time.

"Cold Taoist friend, why are you in a daze! Are you going to show me the way or are we going by ourselves? Jianxin Xiaozhu, this name sounds very wonderful!" Feng Ruo said loudly.

"Oh, yes, yes, yes, I think the banquet is about to start, but--" Hantian looked at Mu Feixue and asked strangely, "Do you have to go with you?"

"Yes! What's wrong?"

"Well, of course not. Of course, Mr. Yunkong is welcome!" Hantian said, but he was lamenting in his heart. What's going on? Of course, he knows Mu Feixue, which is the hottest existence among the next generation of the Mu family today, which is almost equivalent to the next generation of the head of the Mu family. Although it has only been hundreds of years since she was born, her fierce and tough method is very famous and appreciated by Meng Lingxingshuai, even if Yunkong and Meng Xuanyuan are I dare not underestimate my identity!

But the problem is that Mu Feixue has always been the backbone of Mengling Xingshuai's side. How can it be handled so simply by a pawn? It's too unreasonable! ( To be continued) RQ