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Chapter 656 Yun Fulai

The night was getting darker, and Jian Fengyun's figure walked out of Wanbao Tower in a black robe, followed by two people wearing black robes.

The group of three people joined the crowd, and not many people noticed them. In the God Emperor City, there were countless people walking in black cloaks all day, and no one could see anyone who thought he was the famous Jian Fengyun.

The three of them slowly circled around the huge Divine Emperor City, with fewer and fewer people around them, and the main streets in the city suddenly seemed a little quiet.

This street is located in the west of the city. As you go further and further, there are still many shops on both sides of the street that are closed secretly.

"Young Master Jian, who are we going to see so late?" Zuo Xijian looked at the visions around him and looked back at the most prosperous area of ​​the God Emperor City, and couldn't help but ask in confusion.

Zi Yuan also cast a puzzled look on the side and looked at Jian Fengyun in confusion.

This is the most remote area in the God Emperor City. When they come here, they can't even figure out who Jian Fengyun is going to meet.

"See Yunfu!" Jian Fengyun looked at a loft with faint lights in front of him, his eyes slightly turned, and then he said.

"Yun Fu is here, who is it?" Zuo Xijian frowned and asked in confusion.

Zi Yuan also looked puzzled on the side. Yun Fulai, such a rustic name, doesn't sound like a big man, and it's even more impossible to be a big man. Like a giant in the Ten Thousand Realms, most of them have a well-known name. Even if the original name is not good, those big men will change their names and make their names famous. Where would any big men use such a rustic name?

If Jian Fengyun hadn't been to see him, Zuo Xijian and Zise Yuan would have doubted whether Yun Fulai would be a small mortal character.

Jian Fengyun did not answer the doubts of the two, but still stepped forward slowly, staring at the attic with a dark halo, and a deep and strange color appeared in his eyes.

In Tianji Pavilion, three somewhat dilapidated plaques hung at the door of the attic. The old wooden door was half shaking, and there was a dim candlelight inside, which made people feel an inexplicable feeling when they saw it.

"Tianji Pavilion, Master Jian, aren't you going to see people? Tianji Pavilion is the place to inquire about the news. "Zuo Xijian subconsciously looked up and saw the font on the plaque. He was slightly stunned and spoke again in confusion.

Zi Yuan's eyes were also stunned and looked at Jian Fengyun with some confusion.

In their memory, Jian Fengyun always said the same thing. Since he said he was coming to meet people, he would never come to inquire about the news.

Jian Fengyun still did not answer Zuo Xijian and Ziyuan, but walked into the half-closed door.

As soon as I stepped into it, I could see a dilapidated wooden case placed in the pavilion. On the wooden case, a boy who looked only sixteen or seventeen years old was lying on the wooden case. He was snoring on the wooden case, snoring, and falling asleep.

For a moment, the atmosphere couldn't help but be a little weird. In the old loft, there was a person, a chair, a wooden shore, and a snoring sound. There was nothing else, and there was not even a guard responsible for greeting guests.

Dong--

Suddenly, a deafening sound came from the wooden bank. The boy who was sleeping soundly on the wooden table felt a sudden shock and his snoring stopped.

"Bold, who dares to be arrogant in Tianji Pavilion!"

Before the boy could even wipe the saliva from the corner of his mouth, he suddenly raised his head, looked at Jian Fengyun in front of him with anger, and spoke.

The dream was awakened by Jian Fengyun's palm. No one could stand this anger. The boy in front of him was in this state of anger that was about to explode.

"I want to see Yun Fu come, go and pass on your master!" Jian Fengyun slowly retracted his palm on the wooden table, looked at the boy in front of him calmly, and then said.

"What does it have to do with me if you want to see Yun Fu come? You can't be a presumptuous person in Tianji Pavilion!" The young man listened to Jian Fengyun's strange words and thought he was here to make trouble, and a pressure from the Spirit Emperor Realm suddenly surged out of his body.

"I'll say another thing, I want to see Yun Fu come, you go and spread it!" Jian Fengyun's eyes turned slightly cold and he said coldly.

"I said, you are not punished by toasting. Tianji Pavilion is not something you can do without being presumptuous. When I capture you, you will know the price of presumptuousness!" The young man was a little angry and decided that Jian Fengyun was here to cause trouble, so he immediately poked out his hand.

A powerful imperial power surged out, and the protruding hand suddenly disappeared in the void, surrounded by clouds. Zuo Xijian and Zi Yuan behind him were slightly shocked to see it, and were about to remind Jian Fengyun to be careful.

Zheng!

Suddenly, a crisp sword sound suddenly sounded, and a blue sword light flashed, and the Qing Emperor's sword suddenly fell into Jian Fengyun's hand.

Jian Fengyun just waved his sword and slapped his sword body slightly. Then a sound of gold and iron colliding suddenly came from the clouds and mist in front of him. The young man who used his magical powers moved his eyes and a look of pain appeared on his face.

The next moment, a green light flashed, and the sword edge of the Qing Emperor Sword was already crossing the young man's neck. A faint emperor's power came from the sword body of the Qing Emperor Sword, making the young man's body stunned and froze in place.

"You, what do you want to do? I tell me, my master is the god..." The boy felt the cold sword edge on his neck and the waves of emperor powers coming from the sword edge, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.

Before the boy could finish his words, he was interrupted by Jian Fengyun.

"For the last time, I want to see Yun Fu come, you go and spread it!" Jian Fengyun looked at the boy in front of him coldly and said in a cold tone.

"Okay, okay, I'll go and spread it now!" The young man was crossed by a long sword and said nothing more nonsense. He responded directly.

He carefully moved his neck away from the sword edge of the Qing Emperor Sword, then took a step and flew upstairs like a rushing stairs, the speed was like a monster behind him that could eat people.

"Master, help me, Master..."

The young man ran upstairs and rushed towards the room where the formation was arranged. He knocked hard on the door, and it was loud and loud, as if he would have been dead after waiting for one more second. It took about three seconds to knock on the door, but for him, it was as long as three eras came.

"What to knock? Yunyang, how do you teach you in your daily life? The most important thing in life is your state of mind. No matter what happens, you must be calm and calm. I didn't expect to beat you after being a teacher for so many years, but your state of mind is still so flustered. It really disappoints my teacher!"

After three breaths, a slow speech suddenly came from inside the door, outside the door...
Chapter completed!
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