"Where have you arranged those people?" The master of the pavilion sat at the table and tapped his fingers on the tabletop, making a muffled sound.

"Sent to the lower three floors and the upper three floors respectively." This was what Elder Goat and his subordinates said before. They were not really unconscious at the time, so they naturally heard it.

"Let someone send them here!" the pavilion master said after thinking for a while.

"Didn't I just give one as a gift before?" Leng Wuyou's eyes dimmed. She was not a real goat elder, so how could she listen to him.

"That boy has the luck-suppressing mark left by a strong man, and it is temporarily impossible to extract the luck from him." The pavilion master frowned, with a bad look on his face, "Once the luck is extracted by force, it will attract that person's attention."

"Extract luck?" Leng Wuyou's heart sank. Qi luck is a vague thing. It is different from luck. Qi luck represents a person's future path and a person's general trend. Once this general trend disappears, it will be like

It is a world without living things, and then slowly decaying until it withers and dies.

So if a person has no luck, then sorry, you can only wait for the goddess of bad luck to come in person!

"Girl, this person's luck is changing all the time." The old man was studying his elixir recipe in the bamboo house while paying attention to the situation outside, "Let me tell you this, even if a person is sucked out

If you are unlucky, it will grow back in a few days, but..." Canglong frowned, and a stern look flashed in his eyes, "This kind of extraction of other people's luck is a very sinister method. I think as long as someone discovered these methods of extracting other people's luck,

Everyone will be strangled by the powerful people from all regions in the mainland."

Leng Wuyou listened to the old man's words in the divine sea, and separated a ray of divine consciousness into the space to ask him about his luck.

outside world

The Pavilion Master signaled to Leng Wuyou, asking him to follow him.

Passing through the screen, Leng Wuyou followed the pavilion master and came to a wall with murals. Next to the wall was a small stand with a glazed jade vase placed on it. The pavilion master

Leng Wuyou didn't notice it before, but now she realized that the skin on his hand was very pale and had a cold feeling, not like the hands of a living person.

This discovery made Leng Wuyou feel more vigilant.

The master of the pavilion attached his hands to the jade bottle and turned the jade bottle three times to the left, five times to the right, and two times to the left. There was a very slight click sound, as if some mechanism was triggered.

The next second, there was only a roar, and a crack appeared in the middle of the wall in front of him. This crack evenly divided the wall into two halves, opening to both sides.

"Come in!" The master of the pavilion walked in first.

Leng Wuyou narrowed her eyes and followed in one step.

As soon as he stepped into the secret room, Leng Wuyou felt bad. The door behind him slammed shut, and an attack came from the right.

Leng Wuyou's eyes narrowed, his steps changed, his body turned into a blur, and he suddenly exited the attack range.

There is a large space in the dark secret room, and there are no other arrangements inside. There is only a huge blood-colored magic circle painted on the ground. That magic circle is the remnant of the magic circle painted by the previous pavilion master. In the center of the magic circle, a figure sits cross-legged.

The dark hair hung down, covering his face. For a moment, Leng Wuyou was not sure whether this person was Mu Nan.

"Oh, I do have some skills. No wonder you dare to come to the Charm Pavilion with me." There was a smile on the corner of the Pavilion Master's mouth, but his eyes were gloomy.

Are all those losers just for free? Someone has sneaked into Mei Pavilion and no one has noticed yet!

"Thank you for the compliment!" Now that she had been discovered, there was no need to keep pretending. Anyway, the effect of the Transformation Pill was almost over. She changed her mind and her appearance began to change, but she still wanted to know about this pavilion.

How did the Lord find out.

"From the time you came in, you may not have known that Elder Goat would stroke his beard every time he spoke." The Pavilion Master looked at the young man in front of him, his eyes narrowed, and he subconsciously held down his intact beard.

In the eye, lines are spreading in the other eye transformed with a magic weapon.

In his eyes, this young man's whole body was shrouded in mist, and his figure was looming behind the mist, giving people the feeling that they did not recognize the true face of Mount Lu.

His brows under the mask were knitted together, as if they could trap a fly, "How could you not see through this young man's luck?"

Hearing his whisper, Leng Wuyou frowned. It turned out that he was trying to spy on her luck. No wonder she felt a panic in her heart just now.

The Pavilion Master also tried to peek into Leng Wuyou's soul, but before he could get close, a terrifying and extremely high temperature hit him instantly.

The Pavilion Master suddenly closed his eyes, a touch of dark red overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and a small hole was dissolved in the eye transformed by the magic weapon under his eyelids.

Leng Wuyou raised his eyebrows as he looked at the pavilion master who was struck by lightning. This was a backlash.
Chapter completed!