"Since Master is here, no one can keep you imprisoned here, Yan'er, follow Master down the mountain." When Feng Han saw the cave where Yan Bei lived, his heart was complicated, and then he waved his hand, and the whole time suddenly disappeared.
The sky thundered.
When he heard his nickname, the corner of Yan Bei's mouth couldn't help but twitch, Yan'er... This is too much like a girl's name.
"But, Master..." Yan Bei looked surprised. He didn't expect that Master would be so domineering. He would take him down the mountain?
But at this moment, Yan Bei still wants to go out?
This Prisoner of Dragon Mountain is simply his holy land for cultivation. If he leaves here, he will sign in every day, and his Chaos Celestial Body will be discovered sooner or later, so he might as well just stay here and secretly develop it.
At this moment, Yan Bei didn't wait to say anything more.
A warm and angry voice came from outside Qiulong Mountain.
"Elder Feng, I'm afraid what you're doing is inappropriate!"
A young man in a black robe walked towards the two of them leisurely with his hands behind his back. Behind him were two powerful beings, both of whom were high-level Qihai realm experts!
Such a terrifying lineup is not something ordinary people can have.
"Oh? Your Highness the Holy Son, why do you have time to come to Qilongshan today to relax?" Feng Han's face darkened at this moment. The other party was not kind, and he was probably here for Yanbei.
It is not a secret in the Qingyun Sect that the Holy Son secretly admires the Saint. The last time Yan Bei broke into the Saint's bathing place and looked at her from top to bottom, the Holy Son was furious when he learned the news.
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Even if Yan Bei was to be killed, fortunately Yan Bei had a relationship with Feng Han. Even though Feng Han was in seclusion at the time, the senior officials of the sect did not dare to deal with his disciples at will. After all, it was not something ordinary people could do when this hometown started to rage.
bearable.
"Yan Bei is a person who was imprisoned under the order of the sect leader himself. How could you, Elder Feng Han, take him away privately?" Qingyun Qingyun's face was gloomy. He hated Yan Bei to the core of his heart.
Ever since that incident happened, many disciples would often whisper to him when he was walking in the sect, which made him quite embarrassed.
Many rumors even reached his ears, saying that His Highness, the Holy Son, was cuckolded by an ordinary disciple. One can imagine how furious Holy Son Qingyun was when he heard these words.
He received the news today and learned that Elder Feng Han was going to Prison Dragon Mountain. He knew that Feng Han must be going for Yan Bei. Once he left, Yan Bei would definitely leave Prison Dragon Mountain. After all, who would dare to stop the elders in the Thunder Tribulation Realm?
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So he immediately set off and rushed here. Sure enough, just after he arrived, he heard that Feng Han was going to take Yan Bei out of Qilong Mountain. How could he agree to this?
He wants Yan Bei to be tortured here forever, and when he reaches a higher level than Feng Han in the future, or when he takes over the Qingyun Sect, he will come here to kill him in order to appease his hatred!
Now he plans to suppress Feng Han in the name of the sect leader so that he does not dare to mess around.
After hearing this, Yan Bei nodded repeatedly, saying, Master, how could you let me out without authorization?
"I will explain it to the sect leader. It is not His Highness the Holy Son's turn to worry about." Feng Han snorted and didn't take it to heart at all.
But the Holy Son obviously miscalculated, and Feng Han didn't accept this trick at all.
Holy Son Qingyun's expression changed, he didn't expect this old guy to ignore the sect's regulations.
Feng Han turned his head and looked at Yan Bei, and his eyes softened immediately. Yan Bei was his only disciple, and he had already regarded him as his own child in his heart.
Now that the child is being wronged here, of course he, as an elder, would not agree.
"Elder Feng Han, this is the Qingyun Sect. You know the consequences of violating the sect's rules!" Qingyun Holy Son clenched his fists and veins popped out on his forehead. This old guy was like a smelly and hard stone, which made him a little helpless.
Take action.
"There is no need for the Holy Son to worry, Yan'er, let's go!" But Feng Han ignored the Holy Son's threat and directly took Yan Bei's arm and walked out.
Yan Bei wanted to cry but had no tears. How could his master be more stubborn than him? Feng Han was standing in front, so he didn't see the hopeless look on Yan Bei's face, otherwise he wouldn't know what to think in his heart.
To be honest, he really didn't want to leave Qilongshan. It was so great to sign in here every day.
The world of flowers is so charming. If he goes to the outside world, Yan Bei doesn't know if he can stick to his heart...
Saint Qingyun's expression changed slightly. He didn't expect that Feng Han would be so tough and would take Yan Bei out even if he disobeyed the sect's orders.
"Elder Feng Han really wants to have his own way?" Holy Son Qingyun said in a deep voice, and the two high-level Qi Sea Realm powerhouses behind him immediately released their own Qi, blocking their way.
"Step aside!"
The purple robes on Feng Han's body began to fly, and his eyes were like torches, giving people an extremely powerful sense of oppression. The two Qi Sea Realm masters were immediately oppressed and retreated continuously.
"Since the elder has decided to violate the sect's regulations, I naturally cannot sit idly by and do nothing." Holy Son Qingyun's eyes darkened and he stopped directly in front of Feng Han.
Feng Han's face suddenly turned cold. He didn't expect that the Holy Son would dare to actually block his way.
Feng Han immediately focused his gaze and glanced at Holy Son Qingyun. This glance carried the terrifying power of the Thunder Tribulation Realm.
Saint Qingyun's face suddenly changed, and cold sweat poured down his forehead. He actually felt a faint murderous intention from this old guy!
He felt that the other party actually had the intention to kill him!
Qingyun Holy Son trembled in his heart, but at this moment he was already riding a tiger. If he retreated at this moment, Feng Han would definitely not be under his control in the future, and changes would occur in the Qingyun Sect's unification.
Feng Han was also struggling in his heart at this moment, how to get rid of the Holy Son. As for the murderous intention, it was just released by him to scare the other party.
After all, the other party is the Holy Son. If he kills him, the impact of the matter will be great.
At this moment.
"stop!"
An ethereal and melodious voice sounded, a breeze came, and a graceful figure appeared in the field.
Her white clothes are as white as the snow, her black hair is fluttering in the wind, her appearance is stunning, and her eyes are filled with starlight. She is Qimeng, the saint of the Qingyun Sect.
"Elder Feng, Holy Son, please stop!"
Qimeng's face looked a little anxious at this moment, and she quickly walked between the two and separated them.
"Qimeng, if you don't take good care of yourself, why are you here?"
Seeing Qimeng arriving, Holy Son Qingyun suddenly showed a flattering look on his face.
Feng Han, on the other hand, stood silently, but the terrifying aura had dissipated at this moment.
