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Chapter 287: The Mysterious Old Man

"What a big tone, Lord Tianhui, I want to see what you can do to stop me!" After the Lord Tianwu said, he waved his hand casually. Without seeing him use any power, a storm suddenly started in the void.

A stream of terrifying energy poured out towards Fang Feiyun and her line, and they felt that this power was not something they could resist at all, and they couldn't even raise the mind to resist--"Oh!"

At this moment, a golden flower flashed in the void, and the scattered sun in the sky suddenly lost its color, and the entire space was shrouded in golden light. Everyone looked up in horror and saw a golden palace appearing in Fang Feiyunji.

On the human head, under the golden light, the terrifying energy swept by the Saint Lord of Heavenly Martial Arts did not hurt them at all, and disappeared with the golden light.

"Golden Palace!" Everyone was uproared again.

The Saint Lord Tianwu also had a shock on his face. Unexpectedly, the Lord of Tianhui City took action and was able to find the Golden Palace. It shows his determination to save Fang Yan today.

Immediately afterwards, Fang Feiyun and her group of dozens of people disappeared under the golden light of the Golden Palace, but were taken in by the Golden Palace.

"As far as I know, you have nothing to do with Fang Yan, why do you have to save him?" The Holy Lord of Tianwu asked with a frown.

"Be entrusted by someone!" The words of the Lord of Tianhui City came into the mind of the Saint Lord of Tianwu: "Go and tell you the people behind you that the mainland has finally settled down, don't do anything too well! Otherwise, it will be nothing to anyone.

Advantages!" Then he said to everyone: "You guys are scattered too. I have seen the entire area. What you want has not appeared here-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

The words of the Lord of Tianhui City never came out again, and he had already left here.

When the Lord of Tianwu heard the transmission of the Lord of Tianhui City, his face changed drastically. He actually knew where he was behind him? Did he know his identity? Thinking of this, he no longer stayed, his figure flashed, and his whole body disappeared.

This space.

Others, whether they are demon cultivators or human cultivators, all rushed into the distance with their worries. The legendary magic weapon, the Lord of Tianhui said, would not have it, and he would not have it.

If this happens, he will definitely be taken away by him. This trip to the army burial ended completely, and this trip brought them an indelible mark, and they all felt deeply that

I was afraid. There were countless people who died. However, those who could come out alive and were lucky enough to get the Holy Treasure or the Extreme Holy Treasure were happy.

At the same time, there was a news circulating in the East Region, that was the "God of War in Common" who completely fell during this trip to the funeral. Everyone began to have extremely suspicious attitudes about the news.

The tenacity of the "common war god" in their hearts has definitely penetrated into their bones. Last time I heard that he was disabled. So many people went to chase him, so he still lived well? He even made it strongly on the "mountain and river list"

.

But later, many monks who had been to the funeral of the army, said this as they said, even the bodies were seen, and they gradually believed that it seemed that the "common war god" was really dead, and some people sighed

, the leader is happy, and someone causes disaster to cause trouble---the Eastern Region, in the Piaoyun Sect.

Qingxiang'er stood on a mountain, looking at the distant sky, her face was calm, without joy or sorrow. She had been out of seclusion for three days and became the third one in Piaoyun Sect.

The strong man in the realm is also the youngest.

She didn't know why, since she had sex with Fang Yan, her cultivation speed seemed to be much faster than before. She didn't feel it much for the first time, but since the last time she parted with Fang Yan, she once again

She was in seclusion and could clearly experience her own changes, which made her feel inexplicably happy and even more sweet and shy.

"Oh---Xiang'er, stop holding it in. If you want to cry, just cry." A beautiful middle-aged woman walked to Qingxiang'er and looked at her longing expression, and felt ache in her heart and sighed.

He said with a voice.

Fang Yan's fall spread throughout the Eastern Region, and of course, the Piaoyun Sect also clearly received the news. When Qingxiang'er learned the news, there was no such thing as the middle-aged woman's expected grief, and she was even more calm.

It was a bit abnormal, which surprised her and was even more worried. She was afraid that her disciple would do something that could not be understood.

"Master, why does Xiang'er cry?" Qingxiang'er smiled softly, turned to the master and said.

"Xiang'er---You, stop pressing. The master feels uncomfortable when he sees you like this. With your personality, Fang Yan dies, how can you not be sad?" The middle-aged woman pulled Qingxiang and pulled her.

The son's hand said softly.

"Haha, master, that's what they say, Xiang'er doesn't believe it at all! Xiang'er believes that he will not die. He promised Xiang'er that he will accompany Xiang'er for the rest of his life and will never throw Xiang away Xiang.

"Qingxiang'er's mouth was filled with a sweet smile, and the deep thoughts in her eyes could not stop overflowing. She clearly remembered that Fang Yan once told her that she would not have to see him die without seeing him die.

I believe he is dead. Qingxiang'er always remembers that the blood of war flowing in her man's body is the blood of the God of War and will not die.

"Haha, the little girl is nice, she has so much confidence in Xiaoyan." Just as Master Qingxiang'er was about to speak, a simple and old voice suddenly came out, and then an old man appeared behind the two of them.

The two were shocked. Someone came, but they didn't notice it at all. They turned their heads and saw an old man wearing a simple and old man with a fair face and a gray hair standing there. The old man was like a simple and weathered man.

The farmer's face was full of wrinkles that were wasted by the passage of time and life. When he stood there, there was no fluctuation of energy. He was like a real mortal, and he had no momentum to be prosperous.

The old man appeared here, so silently that no ripple was set off, and no one in the Piaoyun Sect knew about it except the master and disciple.

"Who are you? Why did you suddenly appear in my secret place of Piaoyun Sect?" Qingxiang'er's master was shocked and immediately looked at the old man with vigilance.

Although the old man did not seem to have any cultivation, Qingxiang'er's master knew that he could feel that the old man in front of him was definitely a strong man, and an amazing strong man. Because the most powerful person she had ever seen in her life was the realm of War Lord.

The strong man, and the super strong man in the War Lord realm, could not bring him the feeling brought by the old man in front of her. Although it was peaceful, there was an inexplicable force invisible that made her heart feel

Beat with his peaceful breathing.

"Haha, you don't have to be nervous. I am a friend but a enemy. You can call me Mr. Zhang. As for this little girl, you can call me Grandpa Zhang with Xiaoyan. Haha, I'm more than your grandpa at my age."

The old man said to the two with a very friendly smile.

When she heard the old man's words, Qingxiang'er's face suddenly became happy. She looked at the old man with no reason and felt closeness. She liked the simple aura on him very much, which was very similar to Fang Yan's body. She took a step forward, curious.

He asked the old man hurriedly: "Is Xiaoyan you mentioned - Fang Yan?"

"Haha, who else can there besides him?" The old man smiled unchangedly. When he said that he was talking about Fang Yan, the old man unconsciously touched the beard on his chin and showed an extremely kind smile. He only had the only one in his life.

Two people dared to pull his beard and implemented it, one was Fang Yan and the other was Yaya.

"Then - those rumors are all fake, right?" Qingxiang'er asked quickly with a nervous face. Even though she believed Fang Yan, she still urgently wanted to confirm it so that she could truly feel at ease.

"Haha, don't you have an answer in your heart?" the old man chuckled.

Hearing this, Qingxiang'er felt completely relieved and she was so happy that she couldn't do it herself.

Qingxiang'er's master was also happy for his apprentice, smiled wisely at her, then bowed respectfully to the old man, and said, "Senior, I don't know if you are here in Piaoyun Sect, you are---"

"I'm here to see this girl." The old man looked at Qingxiang'er and said, "Little girl, I want to take you away. Are you willing to go with me?"

"Ah?" Qingxiang'er didn't expect the old man to suddenly say this, and was stunned. Qingxiang'er's master was also shocked and said, "Senior, you---"

"Hehe, little girl, I guess Xiaoyan told you his secret, right?" The old man didn't care about their expressions and said to Qingxiang'er peacefully.

"Well---I know he is----" Qingxiang'er now completely believed the old man, and her attitude became much more respectful.

"Then do you think, as he is, how can you keep up with him? How can you help him in the future? If you keep going like this, you will only drift away, and in that case, we will not be able to do so.

I will keep you together." The old man said one after another, his voice soft and without any pressure.

When Qingxiang'er heard this, her delicate body trembled, and her pretty face suddenly dimmed. She lowered her head, but she didn't know how to answer. This was the place she was most afraid of, and the place she was most blaming and inferior.

Qingxiang'er's master was in a fog while listening, not knowing what they were saying, but only vaguely heard that Fang Yan seemed to have a very amazing background.

"In this Piaoyun Sect, you cannot achieve much, let alone keep up with Xiaoyan's pace. Haha, so I'll take you away and make you a person who can at least stay with him.

He will not become a strong man who will be burdened." The old man said bluntly.

Qingxiang'er suddenly felt happy again on her face. This was what she had always dreamed of. She suppressed her depression and asked quickly with excitement, but she was a little confused: "I---can't do it?"

"No, come with me, even if you can't, you must do it, because you are his woman." The old man said softly.

Qingxiang'er's master could no longer bear it and hurriedly said, "Senior, I can't let Xiang'er go with you." Qingxiang'er's master certainly hoped that his disciple could practice with the peerless strong man, and practice.

The journey was further, but she was not completely sure of the old man's identity yet. How could she let her apprentice leave with such an unknown old man so recklessly.

The old man smiled without saying a word, looking at Qingxiang'er faintly. Qingxiang'er didn't even think about it. She knew Fang Yan's background, so she absolutely believed in the old man and said, "Master, I want to go with Zhang--Grandpa, this is all I can do.

Only then can Xiang'er not be thrown away by her man, and be with him forever. Master, don't worry, no matter what Xiang'er will in the future, she will always be a disciple of Piaoyun Sect and will always be your disciple."

"But---Xiang'er--" The middle-aged woman looked at Qingxiang'er anxiously and wanted to say something else, but when she saw her firm expression, she finally sighed and turned to the old man and said, "Senior, forgive me, senior,

My younger generation, how can you confirm your identity and how can you ensure that Xianger will definitely achieve great success when she follows you?"

"Haha, just because I watched Xiaoyan grow up, just because I fought with Emperor Guyang a thousand years ago!" The old man said peacefully.


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