Ximen stopped spinning his flute fingers and did not dare to move. He frowned slightly and said, "I'm just playing the flute."
"This place is a forbidden area in Tonglu Mountain. Normal people can break in. Anyone who appears here must be planning something evil." This disciple of the Sun Moon Immortal Sect is named Zhao Mingsong, and his cultivation has reached the sixth level of destiny. He is a half-step giant who has a good status in the Immortal Sect and can enter the elder's seat.
The war sword in his hand was already pointed at Ximen Chuixiao's neck.
Zhao Mingsong stared at Feng Feiyun again and said solemnly: "You are here to play the flute too."
"No, no, I don't have this hobby..." Feng Feiyun quickly stopped and Shi Shiran smiled and said: "I was just passing by, brother, looking at your clothes and the skills you practice, you should be from the Sun and Moon Immortal Sect. Be a disciple."
"You have some discernment, but I am not a disciple, I am an elder." Zhao Mingsong had a bit of arrogance on his face. Obviously, Feng Feiyun said that he was a "disciple", which made him very dissatisfied.
He stared at Feng Feiyun and Ximen Chuixiao with disdain, feeling like a superior person looking at an inferior person.
With the Sun Moon Immortal Sect's current status in the Shenjin Dynasty, it is enough to look down on all the monks, especially the young people who come out to practice. They think they have some ability but are arrogant. When he saw it, Elder Zhao, they were just two embroidered people. Pillow.
Feng Feiyun bowed slightly and said with a smile: "I am an old friend of your Sun Moon Immortal Cult's Miss Ye Sihou Ye, and we can be considered friends of the Sun Moon Immortal Cult..."
Before Feng Feiyun finished speaking, Zhao Mingsong's battle sword slashed towards him.
"The bold thief dares to call the leader by his first name."
The war sword slashed at Feng Feiyun's neck, but Feng Feiyun did not dodge.
However, the sword did not cut off his neck. Instead, it splashed out a shower of sparks, which bounced back and nearly broke Zhao Mingsong's arm.
"Oh my God, your neck..."
Zhao Mingsong took back the war sword full of gaps and stared at Feng Feiyun in shock, his eyes almost falling out. This neck... was made of iron.
Feng Feiyun smiled like an innocent person and said: "You mean Ye Sihuan is now the leader of the Sun Moon Immortal Sect. I really didn't expect that. By the way, is that girl Liu Ruixin married? There is also her mother Baiyue Messenger. Isn’t she even more beautiful now?”
When he came to the Shenjin Dynasty, he suddenly missed his old friends.
Zhao Mingsong was surprised. He looked at the battle sword in his hand. This was a first-grade spiritual weapon, but it had been chopped into pieces. This man's body must have been made of divine iron.
This is an expert.
"This...this...you really know our leader." Zhao Mingsong finally did not dare to take action again.
Feng Feiyun nodded.
Zhao Mingsong's eyes were filled with surprise and uncertainty, and he said: "The current White Moon Messenger of the Sun Moon Immortal Sect is Liu Messenger. Liu's mother has now resigned from her post and retired to the mountains and forests, no longer intervening in the battles between major forces."
Feng Feiyun was dumbfounded and said: "Liu Ruixin became the White Moon Messenger of the Sun and Moon Immortal Sect. This is no joke, just because of that unruly girl."
A gust of cold air came from the direction of Tonglu Mountain, blowing the fallen leaves on the ground flying in all directions, leaving a thin layer of white frost on the leaves.
From a palace suspended above the sky, a white brilliance flew out, and a graceful figure came through the air, hovering above Feng Feiyun's head.
She wore a silver silk skirt with a side skirt on her upper body, a sapphire belt on her slender jade waist, and a long peony white flower skirt on her lower body. There was a trace of spiritual mist lingering around her body, exuding an overwhelming majesty. .
Her red lips are glittering and translucent, her eyebrows are dotted with cinnabar, and her black eyebrows are green ink. She can be said to be unparalleled in elegance. "How could she be so divine in Tonglu Mountain?"
After Zhao Mingsong saw this woman, he immediately knelt on the ground, put his sword flat, and said respectfully, "Greetings to the White Moon Envoy."
Feng Feiyun gently touched his chin and stared at the stunning beauty standing above his head. He couldn't believe that she was still the same stinky girl back then. He said to himself: "What a transformation of a woman. If I had known earlier, I should not have let her go. Autumn water is the sacred jade and bones are the most beautiful woman in the world."
Although Feng Feiyun's voice was low, it was still heard.
"Damn it, he dared to molest the Bai Yue messenger. He arrested this adulterer and gave him the punishment of three swords and six holes."
Not far away, six powerful monks from the Sun Moon Immortal Sect simultaneously used their magical powers to attack Feng Feiyun.
Feng Feiyun waved his arm and directly knocked away the six powerful men of the Sun Moon Immortal Sect. Of course, he controlled his power very well and did not harm their lives.
Zhao Mingsong's mouth was so big. Those were six giants, and they were actually knocked away by this young man with a wave of his hand. Who is this guy?
Feng Feiyun straightened his hair and crown, stared at Liu Ruixin standing above him, and said with a smile: "I said this is the way your Sun and Moon Immortal Sect treats guests. Believe it or not, I will arrest you again, Messenger of the White Moon."
When Feng Feiyun defeated the six powerful men of the Sun and Moon Immortal Sect, Liu Ruixin looked at him, and his beautiful eyes widened, as if he had seen a ghost, "You... you... you are not dead, you This devil actually came back to life again..."
"How do you talk?" Feng Feiyun smiled lightly at her and said, "We haven't seen each other for so long. Baiyue Messenger was so excited to see me that he couldn't even speak clearly. Could it be that... you have always had a crush on me? Hold me."
"Bah, I'm not familiar with you. Goodbye... no, no see you."
Liu Ruixin patted his chest, exhaled a long breath, and said: "What a strange thing. This devil is actually born again. This is the rhythm that will cause chaos in the world."
She turned into a stream of light and was about to escape.
But she found that her body could not move. At some point a hand was placed on her shoulder, and with a gentle press, her body fell from mid-air to the ground.
This power was simply not something she could resist.
This made Liu Ruixin feel desperate. He was now a super giant with the eighth level of destiny, but he had no ability to resist in front of this devil.
Gonna die, gonna die.
Feng Feiyun was standing behind her, one hand gently pressed on her shoulder, and he wandered slightly for a few times, feeling the smoothness and softness under the clothes, and leaned against her white and petite body. Beside the earlobe, he said: "You just said that we are not familiar with each other, which makes me very sad. How about I make our relationship more familiar later?"
Feng Feiyun looked at her snow-white skin under her clothes, and could vaguely see the beautiful deep groove on her chest, which was plump and delicate, revealing a jade bowl-shaped outline, and couldn't help but smile: "The peach is ripe, She is becoming more and more feminine, and much more attractive than the young girl she was back then."
Liu Ruixin felt the hot air next to her ears, and her curvy body was trembling slightly. She was naturally familiar with this devil's romantic deeds. He was full of evil, merciful and sentimental, even the princesses and concubines of the Shenjin Dynasty. It was rumored that she had an affair with him.
This guy didn't die in the catastrophe ten years ago, he ran out again.
If this news reaches the Shenjin Dynasty, it will definitely cause panic among many people. It will definitely be more shocking than the birth of the Evil Emperor.
Because according to rumors, the Evil Emperor died in the hands of this guy ten years ago.
However, Liu Ruixin is no longer the little girl she was back then. After ten years of practice and tempering, her cultivation and determination have become very firm. Otherwise, she would not be able to become the White Moon Messenger, one of the three great figures of the Sun Moon Immortal Sect.
She gritted her snow teeth tightly and said: "Demon Feng, let me tell you, I'm already married. You'd better not make any plans against me, otherwise I will unite all the major forces to attack you."
"Oh, I'm married. That's great. I've been more interested in young women recently. How about tonight..." Feng Feiyun's voice was a bit demonic, and he gently touched her snow-white hand. On the edge of your neck, slide down.
Ximen stood in the distance while playing the flute, looked at it for a long time, and said: "I always thought that Brother Feng was an upright, just, upright, and upright man of flesh and blood. I didn't expect that he actually... He actually has the same goals as me, hehe. , It’s really too late to meet each other, it’s hard to find a close friend.”
The blood dragon and the holy fruit also widened their eyes. They had never thought that Feng Feiyun would do such an unscrupulous thing. The other girls were already married, but he still didn't let go.
Zhao Mingsong's jaw dropped to the ground. He was shocked and frightened. Who is this man? He actually completely suppressed the White Moon Messenger, and even moved against the White Moon Messenger. Could he really be some unparalleled demon? The head was born.
It's over, it's over, this big devil's cultivation level is so high, the messenger seems to be doomed today.
Liu Ruixin felt like crying, and said: "I'm actually not married yet, please let me go, or I'll tell Senior Sister Ye that you're bullying me. I know your cultivation is very strong, but Senior Sister Ye's cultivation has also After entering the realm of transformation and becoming the leader of the Sun Moon Immortal Sect, you may not be her opponent."
"So you're not married yet, which is really disappointing." Feng Feiyun retracted his hand, straightened his clothes, and became serious. He didn't have any slutty temperament at all, but looked like a handsome scholar with a graceful demeanor.
Beads of sweat overflowed from Ximen's forehead as he played the flute, and said: "Brother Feng's taste is really amazing."
Feng Feiyun only deliberately scared her and joked with her because he was in a good mood, but he didn't really want to do anything to her.
Liu Ruixin was astonished that he had escaped such a disaster.
Feng Feiyun put his hands behind his back and walked straight into the palace suspended above the sky.
Although Liu Ruixin was a little afraid of this big devil, he still did not dare to neglect and ordered several beautiful maids to prepare good wine and tea and deliver them to Feng Feiyun.
At the same time, she had other thoughts, wondering if the devil could let her go if he fell in love with these beautiful maids.
"It has been ten years, time really flies by." Feng Feiyun didn't even look at those beautiful maids. He just picked up a cup of good tea and sighed sincerely, thinking of leaving the Shenjin Dynasty. It seems like it happened just a few days ago.