Three hundred and eleventh chapters set up children
When Lang Fei and Huo Yun walked to the entrance of the main hall, they happened to bump into the two girls who were blocked. They glanced at the serious-looking old man Shangguan, and then looked at the two girls with their pretty faces in fear. The two of them winked.
Pretending not to see them, he passed by the three of them carelessly, walked away and walked out of the hospital.
The two of them were not far from the hospital when Lang Fei suddenly stopped, pondered for a moment, and said: "Brother Huo Yun, please go back to the house first. I still have some troubles to deal with."
When Huo Yun heard this, he was shocked and looked a little unhappy. "Brother Lang Fei, what's the trouble? Do you think that I, Huo Yun, am the kind of person who is greedy for life and afraid of death?"
Lang Fei sighed lightly and shook his head. When the three people from the Evil Sword Sect passed by before, he pushed Huo Yun into the elegant pavilion. Naturally, he did not want the Huo family to be involved in this matter. He was alone and could not afford to offend him.
He could just leave, but the Huo family is different. After all, the family has a big business, and Huo Yun cannot be allowed to drag down the entire Huo family for his own sake. At that time, wouldn't it put him in an unfilial position?
"Brother Huo Yun, the stakes in this matter are not small. If you insist on doing this, the entire Huo family will be in trouble. Can you afford such consequences?"
"Hmph, as the saying goes, every injustice has its owner, and every debt has its owner. I, Huo Yun, am responsible for my actions. What do I do to my family? How can there be such an unreasonable sect?"
Lang Fei narrowed his eyes and looked at him, and slowly said three words in his mouth: "Evil...Sword...Zong!"
Huo Yun was horrified. Thinking of Lang Fei's question when he was still at the meeting, he suddenly understood and swallowed the ambitious words that rushed to his lips.
Who are the Evil Sword Sect? Unreasonable robbers! Extremely cruel and habitual bandits! Even if a sparrow flies over the mountain, it still has to pay a toll and leave a few hairs behind, let alone a monk from aristocratic family. If the situation is really like this.
Fei said that if he joins in, even if he is just a companion, he will be charged with blind obedience, and the Evil Sword Sect will eventually use this as an excuse to anger the clan. At that time, just as Lang Fei said, he will be a member of the Huo family.
A sinner, an unfilial son of his parents. He cannot bear the consequences!
Seeing Huo Yun's hesitation, Lang Fei smiled slightly and explained: "Brother Huo Yun, I know your intentions, but after all, you are not like me. Don't hesitate any more. Go back first. After I solve the problem, I will definitely go and talk to you."
You will meet."
After a long while, Huo Yun just gritted his teeth and said: "In that case, okay, then I will return to my clan first. Brother Lang Fei, be more careful. If you see something that cannot be done, you must flee immediately to ensure that you are safe and sound."
"I can spare it!" Huo Yun was worried, so Lang Fei nodded in agreement.
Although he agreed with his mouth, he was a little unconcerned in his heart. Not to mention that he was already a cultivator in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment. With the purple energy in his body, most people in the later stage of Foundation Establishment were no match for him, let alone himself.
There is also a trump card. Xiao Yuer in the spirit beast bag has long been a little restless. It seems that the wounds on his body are almost healed. He feels that he is suffocated inside and wants to come out to have fun.
"Take care! Brother Lang Fei, I'm waiting for you to come back in the clan."
Seeing Huo Yun's expression of farewell, Lang Fei was a little bit dumbfounded. "Brother Huo Yun, don't worry, I will be back before dark in a few hours."
Huo Yun nodded, said no more, turned around and walked along the path.
"By the way, brother Huo Yun, wait a minute!" Just two steps later, Lang Fei suddenly exclaimed from behind. Huo Yun was stunned and turned back.
"You can take these two magical weapons back to your clan and hand them over at will. As for the other one, you can keep it yourself!"
"This..." Huo Yun took the two magic weapons thrown by Lang Fei and showed some hesitation on his face. At the auction, he only thought that Lang Fei's bid for the windbag was to vent the anger of the cultivators.
I didn't expect that he would still have such thoughts and worry about me. I couldn't help but have mixed feelings in my heart. I had words of gratitude on my lips, but I didn't know how to say them.
Seeing that Huo Yun's face was red from holding back, the thief said something that was very embarrassing. "Hey, brother Huo Yun, Yan Kuo didn't invite us to have a drink. Your face is as red as a monkey's butt."
"You..." Huo Yun choked on the boy's words and almost choked out his overnight meal. He snorted angrily, turned his head and strode towards Fangshi, ignoring this untimely comment.
guy.
Looking at Huo Yun's figure disappearing around the corner, Lang Fei twitched the corner of his mouth with a smile. Fortunately, he was smart just now! If not, I don't know what Huo Yun would say. When I think of the fight between two grown men,
Seeing such an affectionate scene, the boy couldn't help but feel a chill.
After a while, it seemed that Huo Yun had already left Fangshi, but Lang Fei set off, passing through Fangshi along the way he came, and came to the entrance where the spirit beasts were stored.
I scanned the surrounding scene with my spiritual consciousness, and sure enough, sitting in a restaurant at the entrance of Fangshi, three people from the Evil Sword Sect were looking at me eagerly.
To be honest, Lang Fei really didn't pay much attention to this trio. With two mid-stage foundation-building cultivators and a bone-changing oil bottle, he could easily handle it alone even without Xiao Yu'er's help.
At the auction venue, after hearing what the evil sword sect did from Huo Yun, Lang Fei felt disgusted with the three of them. Unexpectedly, the boy with the folding fan actually planned to rob and kill him. He was the king of hell.
Who dares to ask someone to die at the third watch and keep him until the fifth watch? Since the three of them seek death and come to the door in person, then I must be a young man who is willing to take revenge and get rid of this disaster for the rest of the cultivators!
Lang Fei's psychology at the moment was a little subtle. After Mu Yunzi kicked him out of the Dan Sect, he had been hanging out for several months. Although he still regarded himself as a disciple of the Dan Sect, he unconsciously turned towards these small casual cultivators and the disciples of the aristocratic family.
Getting closer, I saw many resolute faces that faced difficulties in order to improve their cultivation. Lang Fei had a hint of admiration from the bottom of his heart for these many casual cultivators who were like the cornerstones of the Evergreen Cultivation World. It was precisely this.
This hint of admiration made him feel cold murderous intentions towards the members of the Evil Sword Sect who were like worms in Huo Yun's mouth.
While thinking about how to deal with the three people, he took the crane from the waiter. Then, Lang Fei turned back, glanced at the three people in the restaurant intentionally or unintentionally, secretly smiled coldly, jumped on the crane's back, and lightly
After stroking its mane and feathers, the crane fell asleep and flew away into the sky.
After leaving Fang City, Lang Fei slowed down and flew slowly towards the south. While monitoring the three of them with his spiritual consciousness, his hands were not idle, moving in and out of the Sumeru Belt, fiddling with it.
Some miscellaneous gadgets.
After flying for half an hour, the Yunyan Valley was in sight. Lang Fei's consciousness was firmly locked on the three people not far behind him, but seeing that they could have stopped him long ago, they also slowed down, and they were separated by half a mile.
Walk behind yourself.
Seeing this, Lang Fei smiled coldly. It turned out that these people had the same plan as him. Yunyan Valley not only has poisonous cloud miasma, raptors and ferocious beasts, but it is also a no-care zone. It is a good place for killing people, stealing goods, dumping corpses and destroying traces. Think about it carefully.
, he was generous at the auction, and the young master of the Evil Sword Sect must also be afraid that he has a small status. If the murder is not handled cleanly and some flaws are revealed, the Ten Sects Supervisory Office will be involved, even if there are Lei Dishan and Fuyao.
If the island is suppressed, it will not have any serious impact on the Evil Sword Sect, but it is still a big trouble. Thinking about it, it is really a wonderful way to commit murder in Yunyan Valley. Then the corpse can be dumped in any mountain col.
Lost. In such a place where clouds cover the sky and there are countless poisonous insects and ferocious beasts, who knows who will succeed. Even if it doesn't work, there are many casual cultivators to cover up, and there is no way he can be implicated in the Evil Sword Sect.
His young sect master's abacus was very clever, and Lang Fei was not an easy man. If he killed someone on the ground of the Zhao Kingdom, the Evil Sword Sect would track him down, and the Yan family would inevitably have to testify against Huo Yunlai in order to protect themselves. Once there,
At that time, Lang Fei was able to leave, but according to Huo Yun's temperament, he would not bring trouble to his clan members, and even lose a life. This was something Lang Fei could not accept. If he thought about it again, this kid would lead
The three men from the Evil Sword Sect went south to Yunyan Valley in order to clear up the relationship between the Huo, Yan, and Shangguan families so that the Evil Sword Sect could not investigate.
After walking for a while, they entered the Yunyan Valley. The boy stopped the sewing work at hand and found a mountain with a deep valley and a dangerous peak, close to the cloud miasma area. He lowered the spirit crane and pretended to relieve himself. He held the waist of his trousers with both hands and was sneaky.
He sneaked behind a huge rock.
"Crash..." This little thief was also pretending. He looked up to the sky and let out a sigh of relief. I don't know if it was the mountain breeze bringing coolness or the lingering chill of spring, but the thief shivered.
He shook his butt and shook off a few drops of unfinished urine. Then he tightened his belt and finished neatly.
"It feels so good! It feels so good!" The boy turned around, playing with a Sumeru belt in his hand, with a cheeky smile on his face, and whistling as he walked. That behavior was just like rows of people on the street corners in winter, showing off their hands.
Son of the sun.
This kid turned out of Shiyin, took a few steps forward, raised his head suddenly, and the smile suddenly solidified on his face. I don't know when there were three more people in front of Linghe.
"You...who are you? What do you want to do?"
"We? Who are we?" The young master in the middle unfolded his folding fan, shook it twice, squinted at Ding Langfei, and said, "Boy, do you really not know or are you pretending not to know?"
The thief boy looked confused and shook his head like a rattle.
"Hmph, kid, you heard clearly, I am the young master of the Evil Sword Sect of the Snow Mountain, Tian Biao, and so is Mr. Tian." After saying this, he closed his folding fan and faced Lang Fei, who was still looking confused.
He sneered and said: "Boy, which family are you from? Didn't the adults at home tell you to know how to advance and retreat, and know the choices when you went out?"
Although Tian Biao is an out-and-out second-generation ancestor, it does not mean that he does not have a little bit of scheming. Lang Fei not only made generous purchases at the auction, but was later told by the two people behind him that he was a foundation-building monk. Judging from his appearance, this
The boy was only a few years older than him, but he was already a foundation-building monk! When he thought about it, even if Lang Fei was not a core disciple of the sect, he should undoubtedly be a direct descendant of the aristocratic family. Therefore, Tian Biao couldn't help but keep an eye on the topic.
Bring it to the issue of Lang Fei's origin.
Only by knowing the details can you act accordingly.