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Chapter 135 Weird

"Don't say this nonsense. It's normal for warriors to compete for elixirs. We also helped you, girl, to stop those monsters." Computer version with the fastest update: https:///

Zhao Ran put down his identity and looked at Ling Feng and said, this red-haired boy is the leader. Seeing that woman holding Ling Feng's hand so affectionately, she must be a young master from a big family. After saying this, he began to have tyrannical energy.

Spreading around, Zhao Ran was warning Ling Feng that he was also Tongxuan.

How could Ling Feng not understand what he meant? After feeling it, Fen Yue could strangle to death with one hand at the fifth level of Tong Xuan, but according to Zhao Ran, Fen Yue met this group when he was picking spiritual fruits.

Man, as for what happened, Ling Feng can probably guess a little bit.

"is that so?"

Ling Feng turned his head and asked. Fen Yue nodded first, then shook his head and said, "He said something, but I couldn't understand it." There was no expression on his beautiful face, and he just looked at Zhao Ran coldly.

But Zhao Ran felt relieved when he heard Fen Yue's words. Fortunately, he was still worried that Fen Yue would have a fight with him. This beauty was thorny. He took the initiative to hold his fists and smiled: "We just praised the girl.

Young Master, please don’t misunderstand." At the same time, he took back his mysterious energy after saying that. The mobile phone remembers "→m.\b\iq\u\g\\o\m" in one second to provide you with exciting novels

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"Let's go."

Ling Feng frowned and said, judging from Fen Yue's reaction, it shouldn't be a big deal, so there is no need to conflict with a Tongxuan. As for the relationship between these people and the Bai family, what needs to be paid attention to.

"kindness."

Fen Yue withdrew her gaze and nodded, then walked towards the stairs with Ling Feng. As for Zhao Ran and the others, they stared at Ling Feng's back intently, and did not breathe a sigh of relief until the two of them disappeared at the top of the stairs.

"Elder, why are you afraid of this kid? We are from the Jade Dragon Palace." First published https://https://

A young disciple asked in confusion, and the other two also looked at Zhao Ran in confusion. Zhao Ran's eyes widened and he stared at them and shouted: "Is there any point in fighting when there is no need to fight? When will you be more careful?

, Not to mention that woman, just that boy can kill the three of you! Also, Wei Xian, shut your mouth and stop asking so many questions."

"oh..."

Wei Xian responded dully, but in his heart he was thinking, "What, it's not like you fell in love with that woman but couldn't beat her." He just wanted to keep this thought in his heart and never say it out loud.

Zhao Ran shook his head helplessly and did not follow him, but shouted: "Come out, who was that guy just now?" As soon as he finished speaking, the owner of Baixiang Pavilion came out from nowhere and said in a low voice: "Sir

, you should know that he is Lancheng Lingfeng, a genius with a score of thirty." When he mentioned Lingfeng, the boss of Baixiang Pavilion straightened his back a little.

"Is he Ling Feng?"

Zhao Ran murmured to himself, and then turned his gaze to the stairs. There was a flash of murderous intent in his eyes, but he was not sure of killing Ling Feng. Fen Yue beside Ling Feng was too strong. If they fought, there would definitely be great harm.

There was movement, and Ling Feng was from the Gu family. The Gu family also had several mystical masters, and the head of the family was even better than him. Zhao Ran understood this.

The corner of Zhao Ran's mouth rose, thinking: "We'll talk about it later when we meet. Now it's important to go back to the sect and collect the compensation." As for Bai Xinwu's hatred, let's put it aside. Thinking of this, he waved his sleeves and walked downstairs.

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The three disciples looked at each other in shock, unable to believe that Zhao Ran had just let it go. He was the key figure in the death of the Jade Dragon Palace elder, but the elders' thoughts were not something they could interfere with.

The three of them should think about how to get more resources from Zhao Ran, so the three of them followed Zhao Ran. After a while, the entire third floor became empty, except for Bai Xiang, who was still trembling slightly.

Mr. Pavilion, everything just happened seems to have happened every time.

"call..."

The boss of Baixiang Pavilion exhaled a breath of turbid air, stretched out his fist and clenched it hard. A ball of red flames exploded, and some white hair suddenly appeared on his temples. He said dejectedly: "Only with strength can you control the future.

But where do people like us get strength from, or..." The boss of Baixiang Pavilion shook his head when he said this, patted the hem of his clothes with his right hand, then walked to a corner on the third floor and disappeared.

As for the attendants, they did not know when they appeared on the third floor. Their expressions did not change, but their movements were somewhat unnaturally stiff.

A red droplet faintly appeared on the ceiling made of mahogany, and then it dripped, hitting the ground with a splash, as charming as a blood rose that had just bloomed. However, the next second, it was wiped away with a white cloth by the expressionless attendant.

of clean.



Ling Feng and Fen Yue walked to the door of Baixiang Pavilion, and Zhao Ran and his group also happened to walk to the corner of the stairs on the second floor. Zhao Ran looked down at Ling Feng's back from above, not maliciously, because Bai Xinwu's

Although death reduced the strength of Jade Dragon Palace, it raised his status. If Ling Feng was weak and Fen Yue was not around, he would definitely not mind killing Ling Feng to avenge Bai Xinwu.

But it was Zhao Ran's move that made Fen Yue suddenly turn around and point his finger at Zhao Ran. The golden flame condensed into a roaring tiger head and rushed towards Zhao Ran. The terrifying temperature made the warriors watching the show in Baixiang Pavilion...

All his clothes and hair were on fire.

"Ah."

Zhao Ran looked at the golden tiger head that appeared in front of him and sneered. A beautiful jade sword appeared in his hand. Then he unsheathed it, a flash of sword light flashed, and the roaring flaming tiger head split into two halves and shattered.

.

Then it turned into dots of golden flames and spread around, falling on the stairs and the pillars around Baixiang Pavilion, but the golden flames of Burning Moon were unable to ignite these ordinary redwoods.

"You're really arrogant. I just have some thoughts about you."

Zhao Ran said with a smile, then put away his long sword and walked downstairs. At the same time, a powerful wave of profound energy rushed from his spiritual palace, sweeping through Baixiang Pavilion like a strong wind, annihilating all the people.

The flames, when the golden flames dissipated, revealed again the red wood, stairs, and pillars below, intact.

"kindness?"

Zhao Ran stopped in confusion, looked at the handrail of the stairs on his left, and noticed something unusual. From this brief confrontation, he already knew that Fen Yue definitely had the strength to compete with him. The flames were more than enough to kill a Na Xuan.

But why is this wood...

"boom!"

With a loud noise, under the astonished gazes of Wei Xian and the others, Zhao Ran suddenly slapped his hand on the handrail. The red stair handrail immediately exploded and turned into wood slag that scattered all over the sky. Zhao Ran reached out and grabbed a handful of wood shavings and looked down.

, I still didn’t find anything, I frowned and wondered if I had seen it wrong.

Zhao Ran shook his head and walked down the stairs. The three young disciples looked confused. They suspected that Zhao Ran was angry and did not dare to vent to Fen Yue.

When the four people from Yulong Palace left Baixiang Pavilion, the owner of Baixiang Pavilion came down from upstairs, looked at the embarrassed warriors around him, clasped his fists and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, Liu didn't treat me well, I will treat this table as a gift to you today.

At the same time, Baixiang Pavilion needs to close its doors to prepare for tomorrow's business, which is troublesome." Started

After hearing what Baixiang Pavilion said, the warriors immediately swept away their unhappiness to who knows where. While being polite, they did not forget to take away the wine on the table, and then a group of people wearing tattered clothes squeezed out of Baixiang Pavilion.

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"Crack!"

When the last guest left, Baixiang Pavilion immediately became extremely quiet. An attendant closed the door silently, and then began to clean up the messy tables, stools, and broken wine bowls. The master of Baixiang Pavilion walked to the missing one.

On the stairs at the entrance.

"Pity."

He lowered his eyes and murmured, placing his hand on the broken armrest as gently as if he were stroking his lover. Then he took out a piece of the same red wood and placed it on it, repairing it with his own hands like a carpenter.

Get up, as for those attendants, they turned a blind eye.

After more than ten minutes, the owner of Baixiang Pavilion finally repaired the stairs. If you don't look carefully, you can't see any flaws at all, except for the slight difference in color.

The Pavilion Master of Baixiang Pavilion put away his tools, and a strange instrument appeared in his hand. It was round, but had undulating edges and corners around it. It was filled with red liquid. He slowly stretched his hand in, and then brought it with him.

The thick red liquid began to "color" the armrest.

All this is so weird, but yet it seems so natural in the dark Baixiang Pavilion.

But outside Baixiang Pavilion, it was still very lively, with merchants hawking, young men and ladies playing. As for Ling Feng, he was already on his way to the Sky Calling Tower. Ling Feng did not take what happened just now to heart. He wanted to go there now.

What he did was to break through to the fifth level of Naxuan, and then set off for a trip to Adventure City to make plans for the Tianyu Kingdom Competition.

As for the stares along the way, Ling Feng had long been used to it, but Fen Yue still frowned slightly, obviously not used to it. Her body involuntarily leaned against Ling Feng, and Ling Feng also put his arms around her soft and slender waist.

"Do you remember your parents?"

Ling Feng suddenly lowered his head and asked Fen Yue. He didn't seem to know where Fen Yue was born and who had such a heaven-defying bloodline. He was able to crush the fifth level of Tongxuan at a young age, although the White Jade Lotus Heart contributed to it.

"I don't know, I only know the master."

Fenyue obviously doesn't know who his parents are. It's very likely that he came to Qingxuan Mountains because he was abandoned since he was a child or something. But it doesn't matter. Monster beasts have blood inheritance. The closer the blood is, the stronger the induction between each other.

strong.

And monster beasts are different from humans. Their bloodline is very important, which determines how far they can grow. Although there are some monster beasts that can break through this barrier, it is still impossible to compete with those monsters standing on the pyramid.

Beasts fighting.

Thinking of Fen Yue's bloodline, what Tian Wuya said last time suddenly appeared in Ling Feng's mind. In the Emperor Mountain, there are monster beasts from the Fenshi lineage. This kind of monster standing at the top of the demon leader appears in Wan Guo.

Planting in a small place may have something to do with the Burning Moon.

ps: I've been really busy lately and I've been stuck on writing. I'm just trying to make up the word count for these chapters. I'm trying my best to adjust myself. I'll revise it again when I have time.

Also, thank you Juechen for sending recommendation votes for so many days in a row.


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