Dead city.

This is the place to receive distinguished guests. In an attic, Li Changfeng stood on the windowsill and looked at the wild sand that was connected to the sky and the earth, frowned slightly: "I'm afraid I can't get through today."

He took Sun Zhongmou to the road, but was blocked by the death storm outside the Death Desert. Seeing this changing appearance, I was afraid that I would not be able to stop without a day.

"You two might as well take a break here for a night." Lu Dun, who was rushed to the deceased city by the moon and moon, said coldly.

As soon as Feng Yue died, most of the Feng Yue lineage defected to the morning and evening. As the main figure of Feng Yue lineage, Lu Dun was not cleaned up, which was considered a blessing.

"Then let's talk." Su Fu said lightly.

"Sun Zhongmou, you dare to come back!" Lu Dun saw that he looked calm and seemed to have nothing happened before, and his anger ejaculated.

"Of course I don't dare." Su Fu was going to play Sun Zhongmou, sneering shamelessly, "I just heard that Beim is facing life and death, so I'll come back to see if you're dead."

"I won't die even if you die!" Lu Dun's eyes spit fire.

"Oh, is that?" Su Fu said leisurely, "It turns out that the disaster has been passed down forever. The thousand-year-old turtle, the ten thousand-year-old turtle, I wonder which level has Elder Lu reached?"

"Junior brother, don't slander the elders." Li Changfeng frowned, "Stop early, and if the sand storm stops, hurry up."

Lu Dun glanced at Su Fu coldly, but showed an inexplicable sneer: "Yes, let's take a break soon! - Come, take my two junior nephews down to rest."

At this time, two beautiful maids came in and said softly: "Please come with my family."

After leaving the house, a slightly plump maid led Li Changfeng to the left corridor. The other one was slim and had a beauty mole on his lips. He gently grabbed Su Fu's hand, but walked towards the right corridor.

...

When Li Changfeng arrived at the bedroom, he sent the maid away and sat cross-legged on his own.

The room was silent.

After a while, the shadow of Li Changfeng shook on the window and door shaking, and he opened his eyes immediately: "Don't you show up yet?"

"After my senior brother has been there for a few days, I'm really worried about it." The candlelight shook, and black sand suddenly appeared in the void. The more I gathered, the more I gradually formed the appearance of Nangong Yu.

He bowed with a smile: "I don't know if I can bring Junior Brother Sun back."

"You don't have to worry, what are you doing?" Li Changfeng said coldly.

"It's okay if you don't worry. I'm here for Junior Brother Sun." Nangong Yu said with a smile.

"Tell me what you meant, or get out." Li Changfeng said coldly. As Feng Yue's lineage gradually recovered its vitality, the number of times he competed with Changfeng's lineage increased.

"Senior brother is so cold. I just want to contact my senior brother and have feelings for you."

Nangong Yu said, his face suddenly darkened, and he shouted: "Li Changfeng obeys the order!"

"As soon as you follow the order?" Li Changfeng sarcastically said, "Why should you order me?"

Nangong Yu took out a token and presented it in front of him with great enthusiasm, saying, "By this."

Li Changfeng's pupils suddenly shrank. This was the skeleton order of Beimeng Sect. It was created sixteen years ago. Its function was exactly the same as the Zicheng Order. It can be used to command everyone except the throne. The spiritual consciousness swept over and over on the token, and he finally confirmed that this was not a fake.

"As long as you follow the order..." He responded reluctantly.

Nangong Yu smiled evilly: "Master has a secret order to teach you to kill Sun Zhongmou immediately!"

"What did you say?" Li Changfeng stood up suddenly, "Master will never issue such an order. It must be that Feng Yue's lineage stole the token, and you are looking for death!"

The momentum of the Master of Tribulation surged, and Nangong Yu felt panicked: "Do you dare to touch me?"

Li Changfeng's mouth slightly touched: "I will kill you first, and then go back to verify with the master. If it is a man-kill, I will be willing to imprison the insect cave for ten years."

"The token is true. How dare you not obey the master's order?" Nangong Yu was scared. He could not have imagined that Li Changfeng was so cautious and could not help but regret tampering with the secret order.

Seeing Li Changfeng just sneered and walked over, he stepped back step by step, and in desperation, he blurted out: "Be careful of the lives of your apprentices!"

"What's wrong with them?" Li Changfeng paused slightly, his eyes were cold, and he exuded a murderous intent, "If you dare to touch a hair on their body, I want you to die without a place to bury!"

"Master has given an order. My Feng Yue lineage has temporarily seized the Changfeng lineage. If you want them to survive, don't touch a hair!" Nangong Yu immediately became proud of his success, and the villain's face was fully exposed.

Li Changfeng narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Hmph, Li Yulong is in my hand, please try to move me." Nangong Yu sneered, "I know he is your descendant of your relative. He brought it back from Qingzhou sixteen years ago. If you don't want something wrong with him, it's better to do what I said."

"Master really gave this order?" Li Changfeng calmed down and said lightly.

"It's true!" Nangong Yu nodded seriously.

...

"Why are there no room connected together?" On the other side, Su Furen asked casually.

"...Master, do you like to play more exciting?" The maid shyly replied to her head, "Everyone, everyone can..."

Su Fu rolled his eyes, but did not explain, and said, "Who do you serve on weekdays?"

"Most of them are disciples who are in charge of the throne, and some are outside distinguished guests." said the maid.

"Have anyone come here recently?" Su Fu asked casually.

"There are a few people from Linglong Pavilion who are very generous in their actions." The maid said enviously, "I have a sister selected. A guest gave me a 15th floor magic weapon before leaving."

"Oh?" Su Fu raised his eyebrows in surprise. The 15th-level magic weapon was already at the peak of the orifice. Since it was very difficult to sacrifice and refine magic weapon, the more it went, the more amazing the price.

Even the inner disciples of the major clan could not do it if they were rewarded with magic weapons at random.

"What's that person's name?" Su Fu asked again.

The maid recalled and said, "It seems that she is called Zhang Jingqing."

This name is not unfamiliar with Su Futu. He holds Wanzhangfutu, the largest clan of Linglong Pavilion, and his heir Zhang Jingqing. He is a famous powerful man in Luzhou. What did he do when he came to Beimeng Sect?

"How could he stay here?"

At this time, I turned over the corridor and there was a hand-brushing paradise. The middle was pitch black and some cactus were planted, which looked like a demon covered with tentacles, which was inexplicably chilling.

The maid couldn't help but hug Su Fu's arm, hugged her plump breasts and rubbed her, and said coquettishly: "I don't know either. However, I heard from my sister that I seemed to go to the head to discuss some things, and then I settled here after the talk."

"What happened a few days ago." Su Fu's heart moved.

"I'm thirsty," the maid's face turned red.

Su Fu smiled knowingly and took a bag of Lan Yu from the storage bag: "These are enough for you to buy a fifteen-layer magic weapon, and now you can say it."

The maid took it in surprise and couldn't help but squeaking on Su Fu's face, and then said happily: "Five days ago, thank Mr. Sun for his generous reward."

I turned over the veranda of Zhuanshe and came to a gorgeous bedroom. The lights were on and I even brought my own bathroom compartment.

Su Fu called a bucket of water. If he was on the way, he would still be used to bathing. The dust removal curse would not wash away the fatigue.

The water came quickly, and the maid naturally dressed him.

Su Fu thought for a while, let her move, and said, "Do you know what the people from Linglong Pavilion are doing?"

"I don't know." The maid removed all her clothes for Su Fu, peeled herself up, and both of them went into the water.

"I guess it must be some business matters." Su Fu's generosity made the maid very fond of him. While wiping his back for him, he said softly, "Master Sun, don't know that the headmaster has been addicted to "Caihuan Fantasy Smoke" recently, and it has become popular in the door. Of course, Linglong Pavilion has to take the lead in discussing the purchase of goods with the headmaster."

"And it must be a negotiation, otherwise how could that person be so generous?" said the maid with a smile. "Of course, it is not as generous as Master Sun. You are handsome and elegant. People like you to death."

She simply hugged Su Fu from behind.

Although Su Fu's body has no desire, if it is too much, it will affect the body. He coughed lightly, held down her hand, signaled her to stop, and said, "What's going on with Caihuan Miyan?"

He knew that spices have always had great profits, and Yun started out by making spices. How large is the volume of goods is worth Zhang Jingqing coming here to grab a deal in person?

Seeing that he was so tempting to the other party, the maid looked like he was neither salty nor indifferent, and thought that he would not be able to do it. Thinking of it, he couldn't help but look at his crotch quietly, and his face immediately turned red: So... So big...

Sun Zhongmou is very healthy and of course he will react.

She had no choice but to sigh regretfully. The other party thought he was practicing Taoism sincerely and not being close to women, so she gently wiped his back: "The throne started using it many years ago. He would send people out to purchase it in March and May. Now the amount of it is getting bigger and bigger."

Su Fu couldn't help but raise his eyebrows: "Although Cai Huan Miyan is harmless to her, how can she be addicted to it? Who will handle the daily affairs of the sect?"

"It is said that most of it was handled by Senior Sister Yu Lingfei. She is amazing. She has only been in the art for more than ten years, and she has to pass on the Yinming White Bone Dao." said the maid.

"Senior Brother Changfeng didn't advise?" Su Fu said in a deep voice.

"Master Li has opened the Changfeng lineage, and there are more than a dozen disciples alone. Where can I control the head of the palm?" The maid felt his anger and was a little scared. "Master, the Beimeng Sect has changed a lot in the past ten years since you were away. Outer disciples like us have no say in the sect. Also, be careful, Feng Yue lineage holds a grudge against you..."

When the maid said this, she stopped talking. If she continued, her life would be difficult to protect. If it weren't for Su Fu's bag of blue jade, she would never have spoken.

Su Fu couldn't help but ponder. It was okay if he didn't ask. After asking, there were more and more questions. Why did Chaoxiyue recall him? How could he be addicted to the fantasy and colorful smoke? What did Zhang Jingqing come to Beimeng Sect for these few days? Is it related to Chaoxiyue's return to him? Lu Dun's last smile was strange. Is it not good for Feng Yue's lineage to be in the dead city?

All the questions were unanswered by the maid.

"Junior brother, are you there?" Just then, Li Changfeng's voice sounded outside the door.

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