Langfeng City is the largest sect in the cultivation world today, and the leader of the Immortal League.

The city owner in the mouths of these disciples refers to the first Langfeng City, Pei Qianyue.

Of course, Feng Ci did not know.

Therefore, he just looked back in front of the invisible gaze, and stared at him quietly through the black silk covering his eyes.

The pine forest was so quiet that the needles could be heard falling. Meng Changqing knelt down beside Feng Ci: "City Lord forgive me! Junior Brother and I are disciples of Tianxuan Sect. My sect was destroyed by the disaster a few days ago. We entered this place by mistake because... I want to go to Langfeng City for help!"

Meng Changqing seems to be lacking in his brain, but he is also smart when he should be smart.

Langfeng City and Lingwu Mountain are in the same Kunlun Mountains. It is not impossible to get lost in the first time here.

Meng Changqing's lie was a bit reluctant, but it still made sense.

"Did you break the "mystery" array?"

Pei Qianyue asked again.

He was asking about wind words.

From the beginning to the end, his attention only fell on Feng Ci, and even when Meng Changqing spoke, he did not turn his head.

For some reason, Feng Ci could hear a trace of forbearance in his deep voice.

As if trying to restrain something.

Feng Ci frowned slightly.

Although the group of disciples who blocked the road just now was rude, but seeing the awe-inspiring sword energy, they knew that they were orthodox cultivation disciples.

On the other hand, looking at the "city owner" in their mouths, they don't know what has become a fine, and the evil spirits around him have not been cleaned up.

There is no advantage other than being beautiful.

How could the cultivation world choose such a person as the leader of the Immortal Alliance?

Is it possible that the selection of the Xianmeng is looking at the face now?

But Fengci didn't say anything, he just lowered his eyes, stared at the hem of the other party's robe, and made an obedient appearance: "It's just... just a coincidence."

He just broke through the formation and used up the last bit of spiritual energy in this body. This disciple named Lu Jingming is not outstanding at all. At this moment, he has lost too much blood and his spiritual energy has been exhausted. He can't even stand. stand up.

Let alone escape from here.

Only take one step at a time.

"happen."

Pei Qianyue repeated softly as if mocking.

The next moment, he suddenly leaned over and grabbed Feng Ci's wrist.

The accompanying sword that was used to support the body fell lightly into the snow, Feng Ci was pulled to a stagger, and he smelled the cool and cold sandalwood on the man.

The man was tall and tall, and his wide robe almost completely enveloped Feng Ci. The very handsome face became particularly clear because of this posture, and it was so close to Feng Ci that he could almost feel the cold breath of the other party.

Cold and very oppressive.

Feng Ci has not been in such close contact with people for a long time. He instinctively wanted to break free, but at this moment, a cold and bone-piercing spiritual breath rushed into his spiritual veins like a snake.

Feng Ci's body suddenly tense.

This is temptation.

This person... already sees something wrong with his identity?

Just because he broke that formation?

If there is no such thing as just now, Feng Ci is not worried about being recognized.

He came back here to deal with the catastrophe that might happen in the near future. Langfeng City is the leader of the cultivation world today. Even if he doesn't meet people from Langfeng City here today, he will probably send them to the door himself.

But the current situation is not what he imagined.

His physical body is nowhere to be found, and the formation of Lingwu Mountain has been manipulated. Today's first in the world of self-cultivation is such a... a monster whose righteousness and evil are indistinguishable.

Can't be impulsive.

Feng Ci thought like this and tried to relax his body.

The man's fingers are slender and strong, and the palm is cold, even colder than Feng Ci's body that has lost too much blood.

That spiritual breath wandered wildly in Fengci's spiritual veins, which was no different from Xiang Fengci's stabbing an ice knife in his body. The knife was stabbed into the spiritual veins fiercely, and every inch it went in, the pain increased by one point.

He wanted to use this method to "force" Feng Ci Yun Gong to resist, so as to test out his true strength.

But Feng Ci just lowered his head again, his long eyelashes covered his eyes, so calm that he was almost indifferent.

He was naturally insensitive to pain, and with this level of pain, he wouldn't even frown.

Compared with these, the man's too close, almost ambiguous distance, is the source of his discomfort.

"You are very patient."

That handsome face still couldn't tell whether there was joy or anger, her lips were pursed tightly, but the voice that reached Feng Ci's brain was a little teasing: "But how long can you bear it?"

The boy's face was as pale as paper, and the still bloodstains on his face were even more shocking.

Feng Ci is not afraid of pain, it does not mean that this body is not afraid. If he continued for a while longer, this flesh body would probably lose his life, and he would also be forcibly "forced" out of his soul.

Soul Possession is an extremely dangerous technique with many restrictions. For example, it cannot be used twice in a short period of time, or if something goes wrong with the body possessed by the body, the spirit is in danger of being seriously injured or dissipated.

He can't find his own body now. If he is "forced" out, the consequences will be disastrous.

... this lunatic.

Feng Ci sighed silently, and his tone softened: "Disciple... I don't know what I did wrong."

The hand holding Feng Ci's wrist suddenly tightened.

Feng Ci was tense all over, and he didn't know how long it took when he heard a contemptuous smile coming from above his head.

Afterwards, the surging spiritual aura in the body was completely removed.

The force on his wrist loosened, Feng Ci staggered back half a step, and only then did he notice that his fingers were shaking slightly.

Pei Qianyue took out a silk handkerchief from his arms, lowered his head halfway, and wiped the blood stained on his hands little by little.

The beautiful eyebrows hidden behind the black silk frowned slightly, making no secret of disgust.

It looks like Feng Ci wants to hit someone.

Pei Qianyue slowly wiped his hands and threw the handkerchief on the ground: "Xie Wuhan."

"Brother, the disciple is here!" The disciple who had just pointed his sword at Fengci responded quickly.

When he was named, he even trembled exaggeratedly.

"Take it back and be cured."

Xie Wuhan: "Yes!"

The disciples of Langfeng City hurriedly stepped forward to help Feng Ci, Pei Qianyue stood behind the crowd, and the low voice came to Feng Ci's mind again: "Don't lie to me."

"—This seat hates people who lie to me the most."

When Feng Ci woke up, it was already three poles in the sun.

He and Meng Changqing were brought back to the sect last night. Seeing that the crisis was resolved, Feng Ci simply fell asleep and let the disciples of Langfeng City find a medical immortal, bandaging him and giving him medicine. accommodation.

He stretched, rolled over and sat up. As soon as his feet touched the ground, he heard someone shouting, "Junior brother, don't move!"

A figure blew into the room like a wind, and pressed Feng Ci back to the bed.

"Elder Ningdan from Langfeng City said that your injury is too serious and you must stay in bed for a few days to recuperate." Meng Changqing said, "Are you thirsty? Are you hungry? Tell the senior brother what you want to do, and the senior brother will help you do it."

Feng Ci: "It's okay, I-"

"It's fine." Meng Changqing interrupted him, "Elder Ningdan will come to check your pulse later, and the "medicine" should be ready soon. I'll get it for you later."

"..."

Was this man a little too enthusiastic?

Feng Ci looked at the person in front of him: "Did you take the wrong 'medicine'?"

Meng Changqing instructed him: "What is this, you are my junior brother, I care about you?"

Feng Ci narrowed his eyes.

Meng Changqing looked away guiltily, Feng Ci was too lazy to pay attention to him, got up and found a brand new robe from the cabinet next to him to put on.

He was still bandaged around his waist and abdomen, which made his waist narrow and thin, and he looked pale and weak.

The incense burner on the table was glowing with light blue smoke, Feng Ci got dressed, turned around and saw that the man was still standing there, helpless: "What do you want to say, just say it."

Meng Changqing 'touched' his nose, leaned over and smiled ingratiatingly: "It's nothing, I just want to discuss with you, what should we do in the future?"

Feng Ci's expression was slightly condensed.

What to do next, he hasn't figured out yet.

He followed Tiandao's guidance and returned, but Tiandao has not given him any hints so far. Feng Ci has no idea what the impending catastrophe is and who will do it.

Naturally don't know where to start.

Seeing that Meng Changqing had something to say, Feng Ci asked, "What are your plans?"

Meng Changqing's eyes were "chaotic", and he muttered: "I have inquired about it, these days are just the selection of the entry to the Immortal League..."

Feng Ci understood: "Do you want to join the Immortal League?"

"Don't think too much about it, I'm not going to abandon the teacher's sect!"

Meng Changqing hurriedly explained: "It's just that Tianxuanzong is gone now, so we naturally have to choose another way out. If we can enter the Immortal League, maybe we can avenge our master and brothers."

"Got it." Feng Ci didn't care, "Go if you want, and I won't stop you."

"Tianxuanzong is the only one left with you and me, isn't it necessary to discuss this with you." Meng Changqing said, "The revenge of the teacher's sect will definitely be avenged, but now we don't even know the murderer behind the scenes, and our cultivation base has not yet been diligent, so revenge is simply heavenly. Night Tan."

Meng Changqing sighed: "In the past few months, the number of immortal sects that have been destroyed can't be counted, and who cares about our small sect..."

Feng Ci frowned: "It's not just Tianxuanzong who has been destroyed?"

Meng Changqing: "Yes, you don't remember this?"

Five months ago, a little-known immortal sect was quietly exterminated. Dozens of people from the sect died overnight, and the bodies were not discovered until the disciples who went out to travel ten days later returned to the sect.

Since then, every once in a while, Xianmen has been killed, all of which are massacres.

Up to now, more than ten immortal gates have been destroyed one after another.

Tianxuanzong is just one of them.

"Such a big thing, Xianmeng doesn't care?" Feng Ci asked again.

"The people who were killed were all sects outside the Xianmeng, and they were single and independent. How could anyone care?" Meng Changqing said, "Or more and more Xianmen have had accidents recently, and the Xianmeng began to send people to investigate. I don't know if they have investigated what happened."

Feng Ci was silent.

One after another, the sects were destroyed, and they were clearly directed at the entire cultivation world.

Could it be related to the catastrophe in the omens?

Feng Ci thought for a moment, and said to Meng Changqing: "I will investigate the immortality of the sect, and you will stay here during this time."

"You want to track down the murderer yourself?!" Meng Changqing was shocked and grabbed Feng Ci's sleeve, "Tianxuanzong is left with you and me now, you can't do stupid things!"

Wind Ci: "..."

Meng Changqing: "Although you have a weird temper, and you never practice with your brothers, you are my brother after all, how can I let you take risks alone!"

Feng Ci grasped the point: "So we didn't know each other at all before?"

"I didn't say three words."

"..."

Feng Ci suddenly realized.

It turned out that it wasn't this person who was a jerk, it was this fool who was not familiar with the original body at all.

No wonder he couldn't recognize that his younger brother had changed the core.

Feng Ci shook his head and went straight to the door.

The place where they were located was an elegant and quiet courtyard.

The distant mountains are shrouded in clouds and mist, and the pavilions and high halls of glazed blue tiles can be vaguely seen, hanging high above the clouds, full of fresh air, solemn and solemn.

It is the corner of Langfeng City, the largest faction in the world.

"Where are you going, wait for me—"

Meng Changqing chased him out of the house, Feng Ci ignored him, and strode across the yard.

Just walked out of the hanging flower gate of the courtyard, but was stopped by someone.

"Where are you two going?"

The Langfeng City disciple who is blocking the road is young, with awe-inspiring sword energy all over his body, and his demeanor: "The city owner has an order, the two junior brothers are still injured, and they cannot leave this place for the time being."

Feng Ci frowned slightly.

Meng Changqing winked beside him, ignored Fengci, and put on a submissive smile: "This disciple has something important to ask to see the Lord of Langfeng City."

Langfeng City disciple: "What's the matter?"

Feng Ci: "It's about the fact that I sent Tianxuanzong to be destroyed..."

The disciple's expression changed slightly, but it quickly returned to normal: "The city owner is not in the faction now, the junior brother can go back to rest first, and when the city owner returns, he will be informed."

"Where did the mayor go?"

"I don't know."

"When will he be back?"

"I don't know."

"That"

Feng Ci wanted to ask again, but Meng Changqing finally couldn't bear it anymore and dragged him over.

"Know this senior brother, let's go back and wait." After speaking, dragging and pulling Feng Ci back.

Returning to the secluded part of the courtyard, Feng Ci shook off his hand: "What are you doing, I haven't finished asking."

"I still want to ask you what to do." Meng Changqing instructed him, "You can see the city lord if you want to? Besides, why do you insist on seeing him? You haven't been tossed enough in Lingwu Mountain last night?"

Wind Ci: "..."

Feng Ci: "You are very strange."

Meng Changqing: "I understand."

Feng Ci was too lazy to care about him and explained: "Didn't it say that Xianmeng has already sent someone to investigate the destruction of Xianmen, I just want to ask him if he has found any clues."

Meng Changqing seemed to feel that something was wrong with his ears: "Who do you think you are, if you ask him, he will answer you?"

"……Right."

That city lord Langfeng was full of evil spirits, and his temper was also strange and unpredictable. Either he had a mental problem or a brain problem, and he probably couldn't ask anything out of his mouth.

Feng Ci thought for a while, then looked around the yard and went around to a fence.

Meng Changqing was afraid of him: "What do you want to do?"

"I have to find a way to get out." Feng Ci's expression was very innocent, "I can't just stay here and wait for death."

"Wait!" Meng Changqing held on to Feng Ci, "Are you really going to leave? Staying here is the order of the city lord. He is notoriously cold-blooded and ruthless.You last night..."

"Shut up."

Feng Ci didn't want to mention what happened last night at all.

He hasn't suffered a loss for many years, and this time he almost fell on a small snake demon, which is really humiliating.

If it weren't for the good-looking little snake demon, he would have to unload two arms from that bastard.

Feng Ci snorted coldly: "Isn't it just a snake demon, what are you afraid of him doing?"

"Shh, don't talk nonsense, be careful that people will hear you!" Meng Changqing lowered his voice, "He is not an ordinary snake demon, he is the spiritual pet of the ancestor Qianqiu, who has practiced for thousands of years, and obtained the true life of the ancestor Qianqiu!"

"I don't care whose—"

Feng Ci's voice stopped abruptly, and turned back suspiciously: "...Ah?"

When did he keep a pet???