Luo Master Lu Siyuan, who was wearing a moon robe, walked around the wooden house with a smile, and when he came to the open space in front, all the practitioners were petrified, and countless doubtful thoughts flew in everyone's hearts.
Luo Shi Lu Siyuan? Why is he here? Why is he in Black Spring Mountain?
What is he doing here?
How could he be with Feng Jueyu?
Could it be...
Seemingly unrealistic speculations kept flashing through everyone's minds, and the atmosphere in the trough suddenly took a turn for the worse. From the tense situation before, it suddenly became weird and weird.
I saw the old formation master walking slowly to the open space, looking at the surrounding situation with a pair of slightly narrowed eyes, and then walked to Feng Jueyu's side and glanced at Feng Jueyu at a forty-five degree angle.
Feng Jueyu, who was on the ground, chuckled and said, "Isn't Fellow Taoist Feng Xiao strategizing, outsmarting thousands of miles, and being able to defeat thousands of people? What's going on? Why are you sitting on the ground?"
Feng Jueyu rolled his eyes and thought to himself, aren't you just making fun of me? When did I say that I can strategize and outwit a thousand miles?
One against ten thousand, you helped me brag, right?
Thinking like this, Feng Jueyu said with a disgusted expression: "Old formation master, don't make fun of me, okay? Even if I have three heads and six arms, I can't withstand such a torment. Old formation master, please hurry up and do it."
Let them retreat, I will admit defeat, why not admit defeat?"
As soon as these words came out, Wu Zhanguang, Qu Lingxi, Changxian Zun, Zifeng, and Tao Qin all looked at Feng Jueyu with the eyes of a monster, thinking: This guy is really thick-skinned.
Give up?
You’ve killed enough, what if you just admit defeat?
Is this obviously a shameless act of pretending to be powerful?
As soon as the five people thought about it, Tao Qin couldn't help but laugh. She understood. Feng Jueyu had already arranged the old formation master clearly. Otherwise, how could he be so confident in front of so many people?
When she smiled, Wu Zhanguang and others also shook their heads and smiled bitterly. The tense and desperate expressions they had before disappeared in an instant. With the old formation master coming forward, they no longer have to worry about anything else and can just wait for the strong enemy to withdraw.
Just fine.
Sure enough, after the old formation master and Feng Jueyu had such a cordial chat, the rest of the people were confused.
"What's going on? Feng Jueyu and the old formation master know each other?"
"When did they meet? I never heard that Feng Jueyu has such a relationship with the old formation master?"
"Friends at the end of the year? Are you kidding me? This bastard doesn't really have any ulterior relationship with the old formation master, does he?"
"..."
Thoughts were flying one after another, and the cultivators present couldn't help it. A supreme powerhouse who was extremely arrogant before saw Lu Siyuan, and quickly stepped forward and bowed deeply: "It turns out it's Senior Lu and Miss Xuanyuan.
Ah, why are you here, senior, you and Feng Jueyu..."
When this person asked, everyone stared at Lu Siyuan with tangled eyes. They wished that Lu Siyuan would say that Feng Jueyu and I just met by chance, or were not familiar with each other.
Hearing this, Lu Siyuan smiled slightly and said, "Fellow Taoist, are you too polite, Taoist Feng Xiao? Well, actually we are not familiar with each other, but we have only met once."
"Have you met once?"
Everyone's eyes lit up, and their hearts suddenly dropped into their stomachs.
But some people feel uncomfortable.
Ban Cong hid in the crowd and watched with confusion. He couldn't help but whisper: "What's going on? Why is Lu Siyuan here? What is his relationship with Mr. Feng?"
Yin Lao touched his head and said completely confused: "That's right. From his tone, it doesn't sound like he's not familiar with it, but if he's familiar with it, it must be Mr. Feng who asked for help. But in the words of the old formation master,
Besides, it looks like it's being taken out, what's going on? The old man is also confused."
Not to mention Yin Lao and Ban Cong, even Huan Bi was confused at this time. This shrewd woman who relied on her wit and scheming used her brain to find the connection point between the two through the demeanor and behavior of Feng Jueyu and Lu Siyuan.
But after thinking about it, I realized that my IQ was not enough to figure out the mysterious relationship between the two.
However, Huanbi was also smart and whispered: "No, things may have changed."
"Change?" Ban Cong and Yin Lao were stunned.
Huanbi's face was solemn: "Old formation master Lu suddenly appeared, and there is room for change in this matter. If the old formation master is willing to help, needless to say, the supreme masters here will definitely give him a face. Of course
, I heard that this old formation master will never get involved in the grievances and grudges in the world of cultivation. It is difficult for him to take action..."
Lu Siyuan was able to dominate the world of disorder and no one dared to mess with him. Strength was certainly an extremely important factor, but the most important thing was that the old formation master never got involved in the grudges and grudges between the major forces.
This reputation is hard-won and highly respected by people.
This is exactly why Huanbi is worried.
Moreover, Lu Siyuan also expressed his position that he was not familiar with Feng Jueyu, and he just didn't want to care about it.
As soon as these words came out, Zhuge Jin and his son were overwhelmed by coke. They slapped their chests to calm down and breathed heavily: "I was scared to death. I thought he invited the old formation master to help. If that's the case,
This kid really escaped this disaster."
Zhuge Jin snorted coldly, his tone full of disdain: "Please ask Mr. Lu for the formation master? Feng Jueyu is not qualified enough. Yu'er, prepare yourself. If there is a fight, save your mother first."
"I know." Zhuge Yue was eager to try.
At this moment, Feng Jueyu and others were also excited and looked at Lu Siyuan in disbelief.
As for the old man's "renege on his word," Feng Jueyu expressed considerable anger and looked at Master Lu with a gloomy expression. The look in his eyes could almost be used as a sharp sword.
"Old formation master? You don't know how to do it..."
"What not?"
Lu Siyuan chuckled and said nothing.
Xuanyuan Pheasant's big watery eyes were full of ridicule, and her small waist bent like a willow with laughter.
All the powerful people in the Supreme Realm had no doubt that it existed, and each felt relieved. Then the man bowed again and said: "I see, since this place has nothing to do with the old formation master, then we can also feel relieved. We are actually here to find him.
…”
He pointed at Feng Jueyu, and all the powerful men became tense again.
But Lu Siyuan smiled slightly, leaned forward slightly and said, "Looking for him? Fellow Taoist, why are you looking for him?"
When the old formation master asked, the man didn't dare not answer, and immediately said: "I don't dare to match the old formation master with fellow Taoists. In fact, the junior came to him to ask for something."
"What?"
""Eight Finger Record"."
This person is very outspoken.
""Eight Finger Record"?"
When Lu Siyuan heard this, he immediately frowned his eyebrows, glanced sideways at Feng Jueyu, and suddenly said with a cold expression: "Feng Jueyu, didn't you give me the "Eight Finger Record"? What? You still have the "Eight Finger Record" on you.
"Record"? You little guy, you are dishonest. You clearly said you would give all the "Eight Finger Record" to me as a filial piety, but you still kept part of it for yourself. Do you want to die?"
Ga!
As soon as Lu Siyuan said this, everyone was stunned again, and they were even more stunned than last time.
What's going on?
Did you give "The Record of Eight Fingers" to Lu Siyuan?
Is this so...impossible?
Everyone was extremely stunned, and all eyes were fixed on Lu Siyuan.
Xuanyuan Pheasant put away her smile, coughed lightly with a straight face, and turned her head away, but no matter how you looked at it, she seemed to be holding back her smile.
Feng Jueyu was also stunned, but he reacted very quickly. As soon as his mind turned around, he immediately shouted "Oh my God" in his heart, and then winked at Lu Siyuan and said: "I gave it, I gave it all, "Eight Finger Record" is
The page I took from the Blue-Eyed Old Demon is just that, isn’t it for you? Where else can I have it?”
Lu Siyuan then said, "Then they said you still have it on your body?"
The two sang a double act.
"They said I have it? I said I no longer have the "Eight Finger Record" with me. What should I do if they don't believe me? Also, this news is probably coming from the old devil with blue eyes, because I got it from him that day.
When we grabbed "Eight Finger Record", we were the only ones present, there was no one else, you can ask the blue-eyed old devil, does he only have one page?"
When Lu Siyuan heard this, he was very depressed. He thought to himself, I will help you get out of trouble. Just say no and it will be over. Why did you create so much mess?
At this point, Lu Siyuan felt annoyed, but he had no choice but to cooperate with Feng Jueyu's trick and continue.
He raised his head and glanced around: "Blue-eyed old devil, who can come out to let me see you?"
Everyone looked at each other in shock, and soon someone shouted: "I saw him next to Zhuge Yu just now, and he was killed just now."
"..." Lu Siyuan didn't say a word after hearing this, thinking that this was the end of the matter.
But Feng Jueyu became reluctant, raised his eyebrows and roared: "Zhuge Yu, you bastard, you can't fight and you still spread rumors to slander me. It seems you don't want to change."
After finishing speaking, Feng Jueyu hooked his fingers, and a black chain flew out, directly sucking Fengmingxi out of the wooden house. He stretched out his hand and grabbed Fengmingxi's throat, making a gesture to strangle Fengmingxi.
die.
Zhuge Jin was startled and immediately took a step forward and said: "Don't do anything, I brought the Yuan Stone."
Feng Jue's feathers and beard were all hairy, as if he was possessed by a demon: "I'm just going to tell you why people are always making trouble for me these days. It turns out it's you. Without you, how could I have narrowly escaped death? Yuanshi, I don't want Yuanshi anymore.
, it will take her life."
He was really angry as he spoke, but the interesting thing is that it was all talk without practice.
Zhuge Jin suddenly panicked and cursed: "Feng, you want 1,200 yuan stones, I will collect them for you. If you dare to hurt a hair of Mingxi, I will never finish with you."
"One thousand two hundred yuan, how can we make up for the psychological trauma? It's not enough, far from enough. We need to replace him with two thousand yuan stones."
Wow!
Feng Jueyu roared like this, everyone was shocked, and there was an uproar all around.
Even Lu Siyuan frowned. Although he said nothing, he was obviously dissatisfied with Feng Jueyu's dishonest attitude.