In the attic with the door tightly closed, Feng Jueyu could not spend time observing the layout of the attic. Five practitioners with strong cultivation standing in the middle of the attic, keeping a certain distance from each other, staring at each other in unison.
Hold him.
"Brother Feng"
Just when Feng Jueyu was also surprised as to why there was someone in the attic, a rather familiar voice suddenly sounded, and then, a demon cultivator walked towards him quickly, taking three steps at a time and two steps at a time.
"Muyou!"
Feng Jueyu followed the voice and saw that the person coming was Mu You, the Yangu Star Demon Cultivator of the Desolate Moon Blue Pattern Peak who had entered the Heaven Granting Palace before him.
"Brother Mu? Why are you here?" Feng Jueyu frowned unconsciously.
This Mu You gave Feng Jueyu a feeling of being very realistic and not caring about friendship under several circumstances. In contrast, Qiao Xiu, the six-winged white bat from Dark World Star, was much more upright, decisive and righteous, so
, Feng Jueyu had an average opinion of Mu You, and he couldn't say he was very close to him.
However, the three of them still supported each other for a period of time, especially since Mu You also brought out the Three Divine Mirrors. They met again after such a short separation, and they had to get along with each other in terms of face. Besides, the two of them didn’t have any deep hatred, so they couldn’t bear to be blamed.
Make a cold face.
Feng Jueyu asked in a calm voice, but Mu You looked overjoyed.
Feng Jueyu's cultivation outside the Heaven Granting Palace had once astonished Mu You, so he did not dare to have the slightest thought of contempt in front of Feng Jueyu. This is why Feng Jueyu felt that this person could not be deeply friends with him.
, because Mu You has a very realistic kind of philistine in his nature, which he hates extremely.
"Don't mention it. Since I separated from you, Brother Qiao and I entered the Temple of Granting Heaven. Who would have thought that you can't find the end of those stairs no matter how high you go? In the end, for some reason, Brother Qiao and I got separated. Alas.
, now I feel a little regretful, I might as well have gone out from the ancient teleportation array at the entrance. In less than half a day, I almost died three times. If it weren't for these Taoist friends, I might not have had the chance to see Brother Feng again."
Mu You lowered his head in shame, looking like he was sighing.
Feng Jueyu didn't have too much doubt about Mu You's words. After all, judging from his previous performance, apart from him, the friendship between Qiao Xiu and Mu You should be quite deep. Maybe the two of them had experienced it together.
You can't tell what will happen.
Feng Jueyu nodded, and as he spoke, he was about to put Meng Ling down first, but just as he was about to pull Meng Ling out of his arms, the little witch's hands tightened, showing a frightened look.
Mu You became suspicious and asked unconsciously: "Brother Feng, who is this woman?"
"Her?" Feng Jueyu was stunned for a moment when asked, and then said vaguely: "Oh, an old friend."
Mu You blushed and looked down slightly. When Feng Jueyu saw the strange look in his eyes, he couldn't help but follow Mu You's gaze and look behind Meng Ling. Only then did he realize that Meng Ling's buttocks had just been burned by fire and were exposed.
A piece of white flowers, the clear buttocks are exposed in front of people.
Feng Jueyu was stunned, and subconsciously covered Meng Ling's butt with his sleeves. He looked around and saw that the attic was full of messes, except for some skeletons, broken magic weapons, and overturned ornaments.
There were also several recently deceased bodies.
Feng Jueyu frowned, and Mu You next to him saw it and explained: "Oh, they just fought each other to death for the magic weapon. This place is the core area of Jiying Palace, and many attics are there.
It was the residence of the tool-refining geniuses of the Granting Heaven Palace. There were originally four owners here, all of whom were masters of tool-refining. The treasures in the building are "
"Hmm," Mu You was saying, when a bald middle-aged man among the four people in front coughed hard.
Mu You stopped immediately, then smiled awkwardly, and smiled at the balding middle-aged man: "Wu Fang, Brother Feng is my best friend."
The balding middle-aged man said nothing, but it was easy to tell that he was very dissatisfied, as if Mu You had leaked some news.
Feng Jueyu ignored it. At this time, a woman with an ordinary appearance but extremely coquettish clothes stood up and said in a cold voice: "Mu You, you talk too much."
This woman, the previous bald middle-aged man, and the other two were all practitioners of the Tao Wu First Preview Realm. Their cultivation was not shallow at first glance, and their behavior was extremely arrogant.
In addition to the two of them, there was also a young man with fair features and a felt hat on his head.
The fourth man was a rugged man, his clothes were unmodified and his dark chest hair was exposed. His eyes were also extremely vicious, and he was not a kind person at first glance.
Feng Jueyu's eyes quickly connected with the four strange practitioners, and two strange lights flashed in his eyes. These four people obviously had bad intentions, so Feng Jueyu needed to use his spiritual consciousness to shock them.
As expected, the effect was striking at first glance. Four guys with ulterior motives were preparing to take advantage of the situation. At first glance, Feng Jueyu's eyes were as sharp as daggers, and some people couldn't help but shudder.
"This person's eyes are sharp and his momentum is full of energy. He is probably a master who has just glimpsed the peak state."
"That's right, if we take action, let's take a guess at what chance we have of winning."
"About 50% to 60%, but the woman on his body affects his actions, so our chances of winning can be even higher."
"No, I think this person is not easy to mess with. I think it's better not to do anything."
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When Feng Jueyu didn't expect it, the four strange practitioners had already communicated secretly using the method of sound transmission. Because they had different opinions, they had no plans to take advantage of the situation for the time being.
At this time, Feng Jueyu had already retracted his gaze and ignored the four people. He slowly took out a robe from his treasure bag and helped Feng Jueyu put it on Meng Ling.
At this time, Meng Ling stopped shouting "Brother, brother, brother". Her head rested on Feng Jueyu's shoulder. She didn't know whether she really fell asleep, was completely unconscious, or was in some kind of dream.
All in all, he was in a very bad state, but Feng Jueyu tried to get Meng Ling out of his body but was unable to do so for the time being, because Meng Ling's hug was so tight that his whole body seemed to be stuck to Feng Jueyu's body.
Feng Jueyu didn't want to take advantage of others' danger, and was a little entangled in his heart, especially now that there were other people at the scene. If he killed Meng Ling, if this matter spread, the Holy Star Alliance would definitely be incompatible with him, even if he wanted to take action.
, now is not the best time either.
But having such a warm and fragrant nephrite jade hanging on your body makes you feel uncomfortable no matter what you think, and your actions are restricted, so it will inevitably be affected.
As for Mu You, he was very concerned about Feng Jueyu and kept asking endless questions.
"Brother Feng, what happened to her?"
"I don't know, it seems like I'm possessed by a demon. What kind of magic spell has been cast on me?"
"Let me take a look." Mu You lowered his head and looked sideways at Meng Ling's face from Feng Jueyu's arms. After looking at it for a while, the little witch put her head on Feng Jueyu's shoulder again and leaned closer.
Mu You had no choice but to come behind Feng Jueyu and observe carefully.
But at this moment, in the quiet attic, the eyes of the fierce-looking guy with exposed chest hair lit up, and he quickly started discussing with everyone using the method of sound transmission, and Feng Jueyu saw all these actions.
.
He couldn't find out what these people said using the secret technique of sound transmission, but he could observe their words and expressions. When he saw the eyes of the four people moving around without speaking, he knew that they had no good intentions, so he became highly vigilant.
stand up.
Mu You watched for a long time, then finally came back and sighed: "Brother Feng, to be honest, this old friend of yours seems to have been poisoned by a fire."
"Fire poison?"
"Hmm." Mu You said: "There is a cloud of gray air between her eyebrows, which is a symbol of this kind of fire poison. Before, Brother Chen and I encountered someone who was poisoned by this kind of fire when we were wandering around Jiying Palace.
Poison, but I just don’t know where this fire poison comes from, but this fire poison has the power to confuse the gods. Anyone who inhales too much is like suffering from dementia. Brother Feng, you have encountered a gray flame whirlwind outside.
?”
After hearing Mu You's analysis, Feng Jueyu thought of the gray whirlwind and nodded immediately: "Have you indeed encountered it? Is there an antidote to this poison?"
He didn't really want to put in the effort to help Meng Ling with the antidote, but Feng Jueyu had always been curious about the existence of the gray whirlwind. After asking more, he felt that if he could master some ways to avoid the antidote, it would be better.
An extra layer of insurance for your own safety.
However, Mu You shook his head in disappointment: "I don't even know how this fire poison was formed or its origin. I don't know how to detoxify it. But according to my observation, it is not difficult to avoid this poison.
Just don’t let him get close enough to inhale it.”
Feng Jueyu sighed in disappointment, hooked one hand around Meng Ling's waist, and murmured: "This girl is heavy enough."
As she was talking, Meng Ling suddenly let out a soft hum, her eyebrows furrowed, her eyes blinked, and she could open a crack, but she seemed very sleepy and unable to open them all. However, her movement caused a burst of noise in the quiet attic.
There was a slight clattering sound, and everyone followed the sound and saw a pendant hanging around Meng Ling's neck.
There is nothing special about this pendant. What is special is the pendant, which is an emerald green gourd with a very strange shape and is only as big as a thumb cap.
Meng Ling's collar was burnt by the fire, and the skirt of her clothes was wide open, revealing a patch of white flowers on her chest. Naturally, there was nothing to cover the green gourd. However, it was this green gourd as big as a fingernail that made the four strange cultivators opposite who had just given up the idea of taking advantage of the fire.
They were startled, and then two of them showed greed in their eyes.
"Is it the fragrant gourd?"
"Yes, it is indeed true. What is this woman's background? How can she have the fragrant gourd of Old Man Danji?"
"Who knows, but the value of this gourd is not very high. How about three of you? Do you want to snatch the fragrant gourd?"
"Nonsense, do you need to think too much about such a good thing? Of course I have to take it away. Look at the woman's eyebrows, the fire poison has become much lighter. This is obviously the fragrant gourd driving away the fire poison. Such a treasure, don't take it away.