Ling Jianzun of Hyunjin Island!

Yang Yunfan knew that in addition to the Ming Sword Master and the Wufeng Sword Master, there were two mysterious sword masters on Hyunjin Island.

These two sword masters live in seclusion and come and go without a trace. Except for some direct descendants of Huijin Island, few people know their true identities.

He did not expect to meet the legendary [Ling Jianzun] here today. What made him feel even more strange was that the majestic Jindao Sword Master, the peerless god king who broke free from the shackles of the seven bloodlines, turned out to be

A boy of fifteen or sixteen?

This is too unscientific!

"Damn it, Brother, did you call me wrong? Is this little guy your brother? How old does he look?"

The Orange Fairy on the side was also stunned, blinking her big jewel-like eyes, staring at the young man in white for a long time, and then looked at Lord Lingfeng.

The two people do look a bit similar.

If they are said to be brothers, it is not unacceptable.

However, no matter how you look at it, it is obvious that Lord Lingfeng is older, but he calls a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy "brother". This is so frustrating!

"No. It's not wrong."

Lord Lingfeng was helpless and explained: "The sword technique my brother practices is called [Returning Wind Jingxiao Sword Technique]. The divine power flows like the wind and floats unstable. This causes his appearance and age to constantly change."

Having said this, Lord Lingfeng paused, and then communicated with Yang Yunfan and Orange Fairy: "I remember the last time I saw him look like this, it was probably more than a thousand years ago. In this state, he can probably perform his best.

Use 80% of your strength."

Orange Fairy pondered for a long time, frowned and said: "Second brother, I don't care what swordsmanship your brother practices, I just want to know, what does your brother mean? He suddenly appeared in the Peacock Sacred Mountain, blocking our way, is he trying to fight with us?

Enemy?"

"this……"

Lord Lingfeng also looked a little embarrassed.

Seeing his brother blocking him and others, he felt very embarrassed. For those who didn't know better, he thought they were brothers who were not getting along.

"Fairy Orange, Junior Brother Yang Yunfan, please wait a moment. I'll go ask."

After a few words of comfort to Orange Fairy and Yang Yunfan, Lord Lingfeng put away his feather fan, his face became very serious, and he raised his legs and walked forward.

The young man in white not far away didn't care at all, he was still playing the piano and singing, immersed in his own world.

"I've met my brother!"

Lord Lingfeng cupped his fists and bowed casually.

Then he stood in the main hall and listened to Ling Jianzun playing the piano.

However, after listening for a while, he was really impatient. He couldn't help but frown and interrupted Ling Jianzun's music, and asked aloud: "Brother, are you here to help the Peacock tribe make peace? If so, you

Just say one word."

"no!"

Ling Jianzun finally opened his eyes and shook his head slightly.

His eyes were very clear and green, like a clear spring, sparkling with circles of light, very eerie.

"It's okay if it's not."

Lord Lingfeng breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that his brother was not standing up for the Peacock Clan, but soon he felt doubtful again, "In this case, brother, if you don't practice on the Jin Island, why did you come to the Peacock Holy Mountain?"

"Zheng..."

Ling Jianzun pressed his hands on the strings, and the sound of the piano trembled and stopped.

He flicked his sleeves, stood up, looked at Miss Lu next to him, and said, "I'm here for her."

"Come for me?"

Hearing this, Miss Lu, who was wearing a blue skirt and had a beautiful appearance and unparalleled beauty, suddenly widened her eyes.

Her body was stagnant, her green fingers trembled slightly, she pointed at her peerless beauty, with an innocent look on her face, she exhaled: "Ling Jianzun, don't talk nonsense, what does this have to do with me?"

"Yes. Brother, please don't deceive me. You have never been such an enthusiastic person."

Divine Lord Lingfeng was also speechless. He stared at Miss Lu and didn't know what he thought of. He said with a strange expression: "But... this girl is of heavenly beauty and beauty. That, a graceful lady and a gentleman, I can understand it."

"cough……"

Hearing this, Ling Jianzun couldn't help coughing.

"What are you thinking about!"

The young man in white clothes, who originally had a cold expression, finally changed his style. He stared at Lord Lingfeng for a long time, flicked his sleeves and robe, and said coldly: "Miss Lu's body is a flame source beast, born in the primitive nebula outside the ancient ruins of Kunlun.

But her memory has been lost. Someone has obviously tampered with it!" "The Peacock Tribe's Holy Well Holy Spring is very magical and may be able to repair Miss Lu's soul injury. That's why I brought her here."

Although Ling Jianzun spoke coldly, after he finished speaking, Yang Yunfan and his party were obviously relieved. As long as Ling Jianzun was not a helper invited by the Peacock Clan.

"Brother, if you had said no, it would have been over."

After hearing Ling Jianzun's explanation, Lord Lingfeng was the happiest.

He knew that Ling Jianzun was not an enemy, so he smiled and patted his shoulder, saying: "Brother, to be honest, we are also here for the Holy Spring of Youjing."

As he spoke, Lord Lingfeng winked at the powerful men behind him and said: "My brother is always impatient to communicate with others. He must have not reached an agreement with the Peacock Clan. Please help pay attention later, and remember to let the Peacock Clan take out

Enough Holy Well and Holy Spring!"

When Divine Master Ling Feng spoke like this, all the powerful men immediately understood. They all patted their chests and agreed, "It's a small matter! It's our honor to be able to help Master Ling Jian!"

"Thank you!"

Ling Jianzun nodded slightly.

Then, he put away his guqin and long sword, and stood beside Lord Lingfeng without saying a word.

"Finally, I don't have to listen to him play the piano anymore. In the past half month, I have been going crazy... This guy is just a wooden person. He doesn't say a few words all day long."

Miss Lu walked to Yang Yunfan, let out a long breath, and couldn't help but start complaining about the bleak life of the past half month.

Listening to the other party's complaints, Yang Yunfan couldn't help but smile and said again: "Miss Lu..."

"Don't call me Miss Lu. We are already acquaintances. You should be qualified to know my full name. My name is Lu Xueqing."

As Miss Lu spoke, she looked sideways at Yang Yunfan's expression.

Seeing that Yang Yunfan's expression was calm, she couldn't help but darken her face and sighed: "It seems that you have really forgotten everything. I saw you once when you were a little baby. At that time

You are only three or four years old, you are as carved as a porcelain doll, you are much more beautiful than you are now."

"Um?"
Chapter completed!