The next morning, Feng Jueyu moved to Xiaoyue Peak, which is a thousand-meter-high mountain. It is not high among the mountains and ridges of Wanyue Tiangong, but it is very remote.
It happens to be coveted by the mountains of Wanyue Tiangong.
It was not far from Qingqiu Pavilion to Xiaoyue Peak, and Feng Jueyu could see that Dao Lingkong had prepared such a feng shui treasure land for himself because he was prepared to monitor him at any time. He greeted Dao Lingkong's ancestors in his heart.
It was only after eight generations that Feng Jueyu accepted the reality in front of him.
Xiaoyue Fengzhuo has thirty maids and fifty slaves, all of whom are serving as servants for Feng Jueyu. Feng Jueyu can accept this, after all, he is now freed from the status of a slave.
At dawn, Feng Jueyu had just packed up his residence, and Huang Tianjue came to the door with Shi Jingkuan. Looking at the haggard Shi Jingkuan, Feng Jueyu felt extremely guilty. Because of his own affairs, Shi Jingkuan was also kidnapped. Feng Jueyu
The big killer felt very sorry.
"Brother Shi, you have suffered." Feng Jueyu bowed deeply as he walked out the door.
"Brother, why do you say this? You and I, brothers, should share the joys and sorrows." Shi Jingkuan's benevolence and righteousness and his honest character are what Feng Jueyu admires. After being imprisoned for several days, he still had no respect for Feng Jueyu after he came out.
Any complaints.
"Brother Huang, thank you for your work." Feng Jueyu nodded, and then offered his hand to Huang Tianjue.
In fact, after Feng Jueyu observed it for a few days, Huang Tianjue was probably the only one who had a bad temper towards him. Even though this man was a bit colder, he was still aboveboard. Of course, in Wanyue Tiangong, Feng Jueyu was not willing to confide in someone.
, this is just superficial sincerity.
"No need." Huang Tianjue's attitude was still cold and he didn't say much. He put Shi Jingkuan down and turned around to leave.
"Huang Tianjue." Before Huang Tianjue went out, two figures appeared one after another on the mountain road of Xiaoyue Fengzuo.
"Chen Luo?" Huang Tianjue's cold face did not change at all, as unmoving as ice for thousands of years. But when he saw Chen Qiu Flute beside Chen Luo, he slowly handed over his hand: "Uncle Chen."
"Nephew of Tianjue, did you send the Stone Emperor's inheritance here?" Chen Qiudi asked.
"Yes, Uncle Chen, in compliance with the palace master's decree, my nephew sent Shi Jingkuan to Xiaoyue Peak for a drink. Could it be that Uncle Chen brought some for the sake of the spiritual treasure?"
Chen Qiudi twirled his beard: "Yes, yesterday in the main hall, the palace master issued a decree. From today on, starting from the Chen family's lineage of spiritual treasures, they will be handed over to Hongtu to unblock them."
Huang Tianjue showed a relieved expression, and then said coldly: "Then my nephew won't bother Uncle Chen anymore. I'll take my leave."
Huang Tianjue said, and glanced at Feng Jueyu behind him intentionally or unintentionally.
Chen Qiudi and his son watched Huang Tianjue leave, and then walked into the courtyard gate of Xiaoyue Fengzuo: "Master Hongtu, we are here to deliver the spiritual treasure."
Facing Huang Tianjue, Chen Qiu Dizi may have maintained a friendly smile, but when he walked into the small courtyard, his expression became particularly disdainful, especially for Chen Luo, whose contemptuous eyes revealed more hatred.
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"According to what you said, three pieces per day. I don't know when we can get them back."
When they came to the small courtyard, Chen Qiudi, who had a nose that was not a nose and a face that was not a face, put three things in his hands on the stone table in the courtyard, which were a sword, a book, and a soft jacket...
Feng Jueyu looked at the three spiritual treasures on the stone table, his consciousness moved slightly, and he felt the breath of three wild and mysterious divine flames, and couldn't help but nodded.
Because he still had to go to the back mountain of Qingqiu Pavilion to attend an appointment, take the Hidden Ascension Pill, and practice in Yihong Sword Gorge for a period of time, Feng Jueyu naturally would not immediately unblock them, and he did not explain it when he promised Lingkong.
He had to take the spiritual treasure and unblock it immediately, so Feng Jueyu naturally replied: "Just leave the things here. You two can get them back at this time tomorrow."
"So slow?" Before Chen Qiudi could speak, Chen Luo asked dissatisfiedly: "Boy, don't be so shameless. See clearly where this place is. I order you to unseal the three spiritual treasures immediately."
"Order?" Feng Jueyu glanced at Chen Luo and did not answer. He knew that his current identity was that of a slave captured by Wanyue Tiangong, but he did not reach the level of a real slave where he could do whatever he was told. At least he said
Lingkong still respects himself on the surface.
Feng Jueyu was not surprised that Chen Luo was dissatisfied with him. What surprised him was that after Chen Luo said these inappropriate words, his father Chen Qiudi did not react at all. It seemed that Chen Luo's methods had won him over.
He recognized Feng Jueyu and stared at Feng Jueyu with the same eyes that should be taken for granted.
Feng Jueyu understood that no matter how polite Dao Lingkong was to him, it could not change his current situation. The three most powerful clans in Wanyue Tiangong did not take him seriously at all. Maybe Dao Lingkong was there in the Tiangong hall.
, they won’t be too explicit, but in private, these guys will never treat themselves as dishonest.
Feng Jueyu sneered twice, walked to the stone table, sat down firmly, spoke lightly, and said arrogantly: "Why do you have the right to order me?"
"Why? Haha, Feng Jueyu, do you really think that you are omnipotent and respected by everyone?" Chen Luo seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world and couldn't help but laugh wildly.
After that, he leaned over fiercely and said: "Boy, don't take yourself too seriously. I advise you to do as we say. Otherwise, I, Chenluo, will definitely make you unable to eat and walk around."
The naked threat did not make Feng Jueyu timid. Instead, Feng Da Killer laughed shamelessly. This Chenluo came at the wrong time, because at this moment, there was no need for Feng Jueyu to argue with him.
, behind the two people, a pair of big watery eyes were glaring at Chen Luo angrily.
"Chenluo, what are you doing?"
The moment Feng Jueyu spread his hands provocatively, a crisp cold scold sounded from behind Chen Luo...
"Qing... Qingqiu?"
Chen Luo turned around quickly and happened to face Wu Qingqiu's peerless and angry little face.
"Qingqiu, why are you here?"
"Why can't I come?"
Wu Qingqiu is Dao Lingkong's niece. According to seniority, she and Chen Qiudi are of the same generation, so he doesn't take Chen Luo seriously. If it weren't for the sake of Wu Qingqiu, Dao Lingkong insisted on marrying him to a wealthy man.
Mr. Ruyi, who has a promising future in cultivation, should still respect Wu Qingqiu when he meets Wu Qingqiu.
The purpose of Wu Qingqiu's coming here is very simple. The day before, he and Killer Feng had just reached an agreement to help each other. However, the next morning, Feng Jueyu didn't go to Qingqiu Peak at all. The little witch couldn't help being furious, so she found
When I came to the door, what I saw was this scene.
Since they are allies, they must stand on the same front. The little witch is very smart and stood up immediately without waiting for Feng Jueyu and Chen Luo to have a dispute.
"Brother Yu, why didn't you go find me?"
First he called out sweetly, and then the Feng Da Killer secretly called "goblin". Immediately, Wu Qiuqing glared at Chenluo with disdain and shouted: "Chenluo, why do you treat Brother Yu like this? Don't."
I forgot that he is a guest of Wanyue Heavenly Palace."
When Chen Luo heard this, his face turned livid with anger, and he said dissatisfiedly: "Qingqiu, don't let this kid get confused, he's nothing, it's his blessing that the palace master needs him, he should be grateful, look at it
He, sitting among the distinguished guests, thinks how great he is, and simply does not take Wanyue Tiangong into consideration."
First, after insulting Feng Jueyu, Chen Luo pointed at Feng Jueyu and provoked: "Feng Jueyu, you have the right to stand behind a woman. If you are a man..."
"You want me to stand up and fight with you because I'm a man, right?" Feng Jueyu suddenly took over before Chen Luo could finish his words.
Chen Luo's face turned cold and he sneered: "That's right, do you dare?"
Feng Jueyu smiled sinisterly and said mockingly: "Haha, Mr. Chen is really a great hero. I would like to ask, how is Mr. Chen doing now?"
"Sheng..." Chen Luo was about to answer without thinking, but midway through his words, he gritted his teeth and froze.
When Feng Jueyu saw this, he said disdainfully: "Is it the Shengdan realm? It's really amazing. Your Excellency, the second level of Shengdan, came to challenge me, the third level of Ningzhen. I understand. It turns out that Wanyue Tiangong despises the world's martial arts in this way.
Yes, I admire you, I really admire you."
"Ha ha."
Listening to this rebuttal, Shi Jingkuan couldn't help but burst into laughter. Wu Qingqiu also pressed his hands on his red lips and laughed out loud. This is exactly what happened. A person in the Shengdan realm knows that the other person is a whole level behind him.
Next, you still have to challenge them verbally. This kind of behavior is really despising.
Gritting his teeth fiercely, Chen Luo looked at Wu Qingqiu and Shi Jingkuan, who were laughing, and then looked at the old father with a solemn look on his face. He suddenly felt that his face was shameless. He knew that he didn't have much chance to teach Feng Jueyu a lesson today.
He could only say to Feng Jueyu viciously: "Okay, I will give you the chance. There are still three months. If you want to marry Qingqiu, you have to pass my test. Boy, don't blame me for not reminding you of the duel."
On that day, life and death will be determined by fate, so I will keep your little life, and I will take you in personally when the time comes."
Feng Jueyu shrugged his shoulders and said with an unquestioning smile: "Waiting below, I won't send you off."
Chen Luo's eyes twitched, he was so angry at Feng Jueyu's tepid attitude, he thought to himself: You are pretending to be incomprehensible, just wait, the day will come when you cry.
Staring at Feng Jueyu fiercely, Chenluo shook his sleeves and left angrily. He didn't even care about his father.
Chen Qiudi couldn't bear to interfere with this matter between the younger generations, but looking at Feng Jueyu's calm and calm temperament and his son's frizzy personality, he suddenly felt an ominous premonition.
No matter how you talk about your character, in the fight just now, your son was completely defeated. This person named Feng is not an ordinary person.
Having defined Feng Jueyu in his heart, Chen Qiudi said to Feng Jueyu: "Master Hongtu, Chen will come back tomorrow."