"You talk so much nonsense!" Song Shuhua said angrily: "The fifth master is gone, where will the Song family's face go!?"

"That's true." Song Xiuxiu nodded.

Song Shuhua said: "I'll go meet Mr. Lu for a while!"

"Miss, don't do anything, our Song family cannot afford to offend Shuquan Valley!" Song Xiuxiu hurriedly advised.

"What a waste of time!" Song Shuhua snorted coldly and stepped out of the pavilion.

Lu Shifang was talking to the thin Song Yi in the hall. Song Yi usually had a serious face. At this time, he was chatting and laughing happily, and his conversation with Lu Shifang was very interesting.

Lu Shifang asked about Li Muchan's origins, and Song Yi did not hide it. He only said that he was his daughter's retainer and had little relationship with his family.

Lu Shifang shook his head and praised Li Muchan. He said that Li Wuji was really powerful and had good eyesight. It was a pity that he had offended Shuquan Valley, otherwise he would have a bright future.

Song Yi laughed and didn't say much, as if he acquiesced to his statement. He changed the topic and talked about some gossip about martial arts affairs.

Lu Shifang listened with great interest. He had been staying in the valley and knew little about these things, but he was very interested. In addition, Song Yi's clear articulation and extremely skillful speaking attracted his attention.

The two were chatting, when footsteps sounded, Song Shuhua stepped into the hall dressed in snow-white clothes. The hall lit up.

She had a face as radiant as snow and a face as frosty as she strode into the hall with meteoric strides. She narrowed her bright eyes and cast a cold gaze on Lu Shifang.

"Hua'er, please don't be rude, this is Mr. Lu Shifang from Shuquan Valley!" Song Yi snorted with a serious face.

Song Shuhua sneered: "Young Master Lu is here. It's really brilliant!"

Lu Shifang clasped his fists and smiled: "It turns out to be Miss Song!"

Song Shuhua had a cold face and snorted: "Young master Lu is a master disciple of Shuquan Valley. How come you have time to sit here with us?!"

"Oh, I'm here to ask Mr. Song Wu for help." Lu Shifang said.

Song Shuhua said coldly: "Unfortunately, my fifth uncle was injured. He is in seclusion to heal his injuries. He doesn't see anyone else, and he can't help much!"

Lu Shifang raised his thick eyebrows: "Oh——?"

"Hua'er, don't talk nonsense!" Song Yi snorted, his face darkening.

Song Shuhua glanced at Song Yi: "Dad, you are busy with big things all day long, how can you have time to pay attention to these small things? You didn't know that Uncle Wu was injured, right?"

Song Yidao: "Don't talk nonsense, Lao Wu is fine, who is injured?"

Song Shuhua shouted dissatisfied: "Huh, my fifth uncle forcibly set up a formation two days ago, but the formation backfired. You don't care about this at all, who would tell you!"

"Is this really true?" Song Yi frowned.

Song Shuhua sneered: "You can find out if you just ask someone?!"

"Come here, let Meng Fei come over!" Song Yi slapped the armrest of the chair and shouted loudly.

Meng Fei came over quickly, as if he was standing outside the hall, and came in respectfully, with a low eyebrow, and he could tell he was honest and loyal at first glance.

"Meng Fei, tell me, what happened to Lao Wu?" Song Yi snorted coldly.

Meng Fei's expression changed and he hurriedly asked: "Master of the family?"

"Say——!" Song Yi said coldly.

Meng Fei hurriedly said: "It's the Fifth Master who didn't let me say it."

"What's going on?!" Song Yi frowned and snorted impatiently.

Meng Fei whispered: "The Fifth Master wants to set up the Tiangang God-killing Formation..."

"Is he crazy!?" Song Yi shouted, his eyes widened, and his majesty was overwhelming in everyone's hearts.

Meng Fei shrunk even shorter, murmuring a few times but not daring to speak.

Song Yi shouted: "Didn't I tell him that you are not allowed to touch the Tiangang God-Slaying Formation, and you are not allowed to touch the Tiangang God-Slaying Formation? Why didn't he listen?"

Meng Fei shrank and lowered his head.

"Uncle Song, I wonder what this Tiangang God-killing Formation is...?" Lu Shifang kept squinting his eyes, as if he was in a trance and couldn't see everything in front of him. In fact, he was staring at Song Yi and Meng Fei closely, trying to see if they were acting, but he always felt that

What a coincidence.

Song Yi asked in surprise: "Master Lu, have you never heard of the Tiangang God-killing Formation?"

Lu Shifang shook his head in embarrassment: "I'm really ashamed. I've been immersed in practicing martial arts, and I really know very little about fighting techniques."

Song Yidao: "This Tiangang God-Slaying Formation is so powerful that it can draw the power of heaven and earth to form an air sword, killing people in the formation with no escape. Unfortunately, this formation is a formation handed down from ancient times. It has been incomplete and has no trace until now."

People can restore it.”

"I see..." Lu Shifang nodded.

Song Yidao: "The greater the power of the formation, the greater the backlash if the formation fails. Especially the Tiangang God-Slaying Formation, which is extremely powerful and incomplete. Once the formation fails, the people who set it up will often be in danger of their lives."

, we got a copy of the Tiangang God-Slaying Formation map, but it’s a pity that it’s incomplete. I haven’t let Lao Wu touch it, but I didn’t expect that he couldn’t help it, alas..."

He raised his head and hummed: "Meng Fei, tell me, how is Lao Wu's injury?"

"Fifth Master, he...he..." Meng Fei hesitated.

Song Yi shouted angrily: "Isn't it possible to die!?"

He knew that he was not dead, otherwise he would never have failed to notify him, and he had already seen that it was a play. Since Song Shuhua had set up the stage, he just went on singing along.

Meng Fei hurriedly said: "Fifth Master, he was seriously injured and mentally depressed. He will not be able to recover for a year and a half."

"Let me take a look!" Song Yi snorted.

He looked up at Lu Shifang and said with a wry smile: "Mr. Lu, what a coincidence. Let's go over and take a look."

"Isn't this bad?" Lu Shifang smiled.

Song Yidao: "It would be nice to meet Lao Wu. Li Wuji learned his formation from Lao Wu, but according to Lao Wu, Li Wuji is extremely talented in this area, far better than him, and has surpassed him."

"That would be disturbing." Lu Shifang said with a smile. He also wanted to see if Master Song Wu was really injured or if he was just trying to refuse to do a scene.
Chapter completed!