Before Liu Cuntian could finish his speech, when he saw that it was Chen Feng, he widened his eyes and opened his mouth and couldn't say a word.
It took me a long time to squeeze out a smile with a little bit of legs: "It turns out that you are back. I really thank you, otherwise I will still..."
Liu Cuntian looked at Chen Feng and thought about the words of those disciples to please him.
But he felt a little frustrated. How could he have suffered such grievances?
But under the roof, he had to bow his head. Even though he wanted to kill Chen Feng, he could only endure it for his own sake.
Chen Feng didn't have time to listen to his nonsense, and when he looked over, Liu Cuntian immediately shut up knowingly.
"Where is the treasure pavilion of Tianlan Sect?"
"This..." Liu Cuntian looked a little embarrassed. This, that, I stammered for a long time but couldn't say anything.
Even if he is afraid of death, he knows that the Treasure Pavilion is of great significance.
Once Chen Feng takes away the things from the Treasure Pavilion, Tianlan Sect will be really finished.
But if you don’t tell Chen Feng, his life may not be saved.
For a moment, Liu Cuntian was a little confused and couldn't say a word.
Chen Feng did not give him a chance and took his people to the location of Wanhualou.
"This... this is..." Liu Cuntian felt that the route was familiar, but looking at the ruins in front of him, he felt that he had gone to the wrong place.
"I think you know where this is, and you should understand what the outcome is."
Chen Feng's cold words rushed into Liu Cuntian's ears like a witch's curse.
His mind was filled with Chen Feng's words and the ruins in front of him.
He felt as if he had become this ruin and was burned to pieces by a fire.
"Do I really want to tell him?" Liu Cuntian fought against the gods and men in his mind.
If he could, he naturally didn't want to tell Chen Feng about his position, but if he didn't say anything, he would be the one who died.
"I……"
Liu Cuntian was still illusioned, thinking that the elder left behind in the sect might come to save him, but Chen Feng did not give him this opportunity.
"Since I don't know, there is no need to live." As he said that, he tried hard.
Liu Cuntian could clearly feel the pain from his neck and the smell of blood lingering on the tip of his nose.
"I said, I said..." Liu Cuntian screamed in fear. He knew that if he didn't say anything, Chen Feng would really kill him.
"How can some dead things be as precious as my life? When my father comes back, how many do you want such things?"
Liu Cuntian did psychological construction for himself and brought Chen Feng to the Treasure Pavilion.
"I let go, can you let me go?" Liu Cuntian had a fantasy, thinking that Chen Feng would keep his promise.
Chen Feng ignored his words and instead signaled him to go in first.
Liu Cuntian understood Chen Feng's words and quickly took the lead in, even with a flattering smile on his face: "Don't worry, I know where the mechanism here is, just follow me."
Liu Cuntian led the way in front, and Chen Feng packed up his things behind.
Wherever the two walked over, the shelves were empty, and some were even gone.
Chen Feng can be said to have plucked his hair by geese. Except for some wood shelves that are useless, no other thing is left for them.
He just can't use some things, so it's good to take them back to Jin Feng and the others.
When he finally came out of the Treasure Pavilion, Liu Cuntian cried. He didn't expect Chen Feng to do so terrible.