Xie Feng has not forgotten that in the thatched house in the upper realm, there is Jingyuan who is waiting for his master!
Master, you have had enough fun...
One world and one beauty?
According to Shui Yunjun, Xie Feng took a look at his master's timeline.
Roughly speaking, his true origin is unknown, but he has experienced many reincarnations of practice.
When he went to the upper realm, the master changed his name to Taihua Jun. At the same time, in different dimensions, he existed as Mo Yanghou!
The only thing that is certain is that his real name is Mu Bingxing, and the one who stays in the lower realm at Xuanji Gate is not his incarnation, but his true body!
In each reincarnation, he will have a bad fate.
That’s why there are Jingyuan and Shuiyunjun!
Maybe...more than that!
This ass of a romantic debt...
Xie Feng suddenly felt that compared to his master, he had practiced so well that he was pure-hearted and had few desires. After several reincarnations, he basically closed his eyes and became detached...
seem……
I missed a lot of good opportunities...
Xie Feng felt a little regretful, but then he thought about it. Along the way, he met a lot of beauties, and he was accompanied by a small businessman. What kind of bicycle do you want!
People, you have to learn to be content with what you have!
…
In the deep moonlit night, several figures were running away quickly.
Yan Ming had been running for a million miles before he dared to stop and take a break.
"call!"
He was sweating profusely and panting!
What a risk!
Fortunately, he was clever and saved his life!
That woman is really ruthless and doesn't talk much. Ghost Emperor! The leader of the clan! Kill her as soon as you say it!
Then Lord Shuiyun doesn't know Xie Feng, and yet he offends the ten clans for him, what kind of thing is that...
depressed!
Yan Ming covered his heart, trying to calm down his violently beating heart.
"Chief, what should we do next?" Three Yan clan elders followed closely behind, and they asked worriedly.
"What should we do? Cold salad!" Yan Ming said angrily, "I will never make such kind of cunning friends again! It didn't have anything to do with us at first, but now it's fine. If you offend the Wen clan, let's just keep our tail between our legs from now on!"
The three of them were scolded to death, but they did not dare to reply. They could only swallow their anger and hold back their anger.
"Forget it, just stay alive and return to your clan!"
Yan Ming waved his hand, and his fragile little heart was frightened, and he urgently needed to cultivate himself.
He took two steps forward. Suddenly, a faint cold wind blew, with murderous intent in the wind, making his scalp numb!
In the strange mountain forest, a person appeared, with fluttering white clothes, like a god, like a ghost, like a dream.
The moment he appeared, his murderous intent was like a sea of corpses, rolling up a ninety-thousand-foot turbulent wave. The autumn wind roared, and the wind was as powerful as a sword. He walked step by step, and every step penetrated the void, causing all laws to crawl on the ground.
!
No one has ever seen such a strong man in their entire lives!
Until today!
Yan Ming's heart contracted suddenly and he didn't dare to move! His legs were weak!
The man in white stood in front of the four of them. His eyes were sharp and he said calmly: "Do you know Xie Feng?"
Yan Ming asked: "Who are you?!"
The man in white said: "Let me ask, do you know Xie Feng?"
Yan Ming frowned, and because of fear, he instinctively growled: "I don't know! Don't bother me!"
Bang!
An elder beside him fell to the ground and died on the spot!
The man in white did it!
We don't see his actions, only his killing power!
Yan Ming's face turned pale instantly.
He realized that he was unlucky today. This person asked Xie Feng without saying a word as soon as he came up. This shows that this person is also related to Xie Feng!
What is the origin of Xie Feng?
Why are all these powerful people related to him?
If he had known this, Yan Ming would never have followed him to Cangmo Mountain!
The man in white asked again: "Do you know Xie Feng?"
This demonic sound penetrates the ears. Anyone who hears it over and over again feels like they are being tortured. It is psychological torture that is worse than death!
If you say you don't know me, you will die...
Yan Ming was sweating coldly and replied hurriedly: "I know you! I know you!"
"That's right, you are the one I am looking for!"
The man in white smiled slightly.
He raised his hand.
Bang!
Another elder was killed!
Blood spattered three feet and sprayed onto Yan Ming's face. The smell of blood was full of fear!
Gudong!
Yan Ming couldn't help but swallowed.
That was scary!
"Do you know Xie Feng?"
The man in white had an indifferent voice and asked again!
"I, I..." Yan Ming was sweating profusely and speaking incoherently. He almost collapsed. If you know him, he will die! If he doesn't know him, he will die! How should he answer?!
thump!
The last elder was worried that it would be his turn, so he knelt down in fear.
He was trembling all over and placed all his hopes on his clan leader.
The man in white raised his eyes coldly and said sternly:
"answer!"
"Ah! Me, Xie Feng and I...this, this...is half-baked! Is that okay?!"
"Yeah?"
The man in white said, and when he raised his eyes, murderous intent roared, and the body of the last elder of the Yan clan exploded, killing him on the spot!
Yan Ming was sweating profusely, and he was so scared that he knelt down!
The man in white asked again: "Do you know Xie Feng?!"
Endless murderous intent weaves into a dense web, covering millions of miles of void.
Yan Ming felt like a ray of light on his back and his legs were as soft as mud. He was so frightened that he collapsed and shouted:
"Not familiar! I really don't know him well! Don't kill me! I have never harmed Xie Feng! I swear! If I ever hurt him, I, I will destroy my country and my family! I will cut off my descendants! I will not die a good death!"
He raised his hands and swore a poisonous oath.
He was too scared to call himself the king anymore...
The man in white gave Yan Ming a cold look, remained silent for a moment, and then withdrew his sword intent. In the hazy mist, he turned his back, disappeared into the vast forest with each step, and disappeared...
After a long time, Yan Ming dared to raise his head. He was shaking all over and stood still holding on to an ancient tree. His body was dripping with water and covered with cold sweat!
Damn...
This is too scary...
What I just experienced was like a nightmare, and it still makes me tremble when I wake up!
He looked into the distance and calmed down for half an hour before regaining the strength to speak. He said in a trembling voice: "Why does this person... look a bit like Marquis Mo Yang..."
Marquis Mo Yang!
An absolute mythical existence in the Taoist world!
The Wen tribe can become an invincible race in the world, and this person is indispensable!
It can even be said that without him, there would be no Shuiyun Jun who is now all-powerful!
He is the most powerful driving force behind the rise of the Wen clan!
Didn’t this person disappear four hundred years ago? Why did he appear again now?!
…
Yan Ming returned to the Yan clan and collapsed on the throne, still in shock.
In order to calm the fear in his heart, he reached out to pick up the tea cup, but because his hands were shaking, he couldn't drink the water.
As soon as he closed his eyes, all he could replay in his mind was the frightening look of the man in white!
What he experienced this night has scheduled all his nightmares for the rest of his life...
Yan Ming stroked his heart and comforted himself, "Anyway, this little life has been saved! If that person is really Marquis Mo Yang, if he can escape from death, it can only mean that he does not want to kill me.
! As long as you live peacefully and don’t cause trouble, you may be able to survive your whole life..."