Rot in the garden, broken branches, broken petals...
It rose overwhelmingly, and then fell again.
When the dust cleared, in front of Mo Buchou, Qiu Jiansheng and Huang Fuzi stood on the left and right.
Qiu Jiansheng pointed his fingers together into a sword, spat out a mouthful of blood, and pulled the iron sword from a distance that had been connected with blood for many years.
The iron sword flew up unsteadily and stabilized in the air again, the tip of the sword pointed at Yu Qiufeng.
Huang Fuzi was even more direct, firing his bow left and right and tearing his coat apart.
The chaotic spiritual energy was faintly fluctuating, and the hundreds of various talismans attached to his body were eager to try.
"Qiu worships, Huang worships."
"Long time no see."
Yu Qiufeng clasped the mirror magic weapon, did not take any more action, put on a smile again, and greeted Qiu Jiansheng and Huang Fuzi.
Qiu and Huang were both startled.
The iron sword in the sky staggered and almost fell;
One of the talismans attached to Huang Fuzi's body ignited without fire, which frightened everyone's expressions.
After Qiu Jiansheng stabilized his iron sword again and Huang Fuzi destroyed the talisman, the two of them hesitantly bowed their hands to Yu Qiufeng and said, "I have met Young Master Yu."
"Young Master, why are you dissatisfied with us?"
Qiu Jiansheng just let the iron sword fly back and spin above his head, instead of putting it away directly, he asked in a calm voice.
Huang Fuzi chimed in: "If so, just give the young master's orders and we will naturally take the initiative to resign. We don't dare to shamelessly take the Yu family's tribute."
"Why did Young Master Lao take action himself?"
Neither Qiu Jiansheng nor Huang Fuzi looked very good-looking.
Although the relationship between them and Mo Buchou cannot be said to be very deep, it is a matter of course.
After all, Mo Buchou is the one who has served the Yu family the longest and has the highest status.
If he is going to be killed, what about them?
There is an unwritten rule in the world of cultivating immortals, that is, worshipers are not subordinates, and if they agree, they will come and go if they do not agree.
Wherever it says to kill, just kill.
Even the princes and aristocratic families in the secular world do not do this.
After Qiu Jiansheng and Huang Fuzi finished talking, they exchanged looks and understood their respective intentions.
If Yu Qiufeng could not give an explanation, they would be ready to resign and leave the Yu family.
——It’s true that they can’t afford to offend the Dongfeng Yu family, but I don’t have to serve them.
Mo Buchou's whole body was steaming, his face was red, and he stood beside the two of them.
He looked like a crab that had been steamed in a steamer for fifteen minutes, which made Qiu Jiansheng and the others look at him with suspicion.
Mo Buchou gritted his teeth: "Why are you here?"
Qiu Jiansheng took one more look and then said, "Someone brought me and Lao Huang here."
"Who is so wicked?"
Mo Bu Chou said bitterly: "I didn't know I would have brought you here earlier. This is the remnant of the Heavenly Demon's Blood Burning Technique. Use it once and your life will be shortened by at least ten years."
Chen Yang secretly added in his heart: "It's me."
At the same time, he also made a secret note.
"You don't know how to be grateful and you still dare to complain. Don't fall into my hands."
Chen Yang was spinning his thoughts with interest while staring at the confrontation in front of him.
Yu Qiufeng calmed down under the questioning of Qiu and Huang, and then said: "My young master and Mo Chongfeng had some private misunderstandings, which made the two of them laugh."
"Don't take it seriously."
Qiu Jiansheng raised his hand perfunctorily and said, "What are you going to do with Mr. Mo, Master Yu?"
After all, Qiu and Lao Huang are just outsiders and dare not say anything.
I didn’t dare to say anything, but the three of them stood together and it was obvious that they would advance and retreat together.