Fatty Huang said guiltily. Before he could kneel down to apologize, Ye Xuan pointed out the fairy light and directly fixed his body. Then he smiled and said, "It's not your fault for these things, don't blame yourself."

"Uncle Huang, is this senior..."

Although the little girl is still young, she is very smart and clever. Her intuition tells her that the identity of the senior in black in front of her is not simple.

"He is yours..."

Without waiting for Fatty Huang to answer, Ye Xuan interrupted him directly and said, "There is no need to mention the past."

"Yes, sir." Fatty Huang hurriedly stopped his words, but the little girl became more curious, but she was also very clever and didn't ask.

"Sir, these people are all Wu Juexian's lackeys. I want to kill them with my own hands." Fatty Huang said sinisterly and even asked Ye Xuan for advice.

"Go and go quickly and tell me what happened in the human world after the past five hundred years." Ye Xuan said calmly.

"Yes, sir!" Fatty Huang bowed and walked towards Luo Feng and others.

The conversation between the two naturally fell into Luo Feng's ears, which made Luo Feng tremble and silently. The look of looking at Ye Xuan showed a look of extreme horror.

Luo Feng didn't know who Ye Xuan was.

However, he is Wu Juexian's disciple. Although he is only three hundred years old, he has practiced to the stage of divine distraction and has always been highly valued by Wu Juexian.

He only knew that Fatty Huang and Master were old acquaintances and were once close friends, but he became enemies because of the bloodthirsty demon sword and the magic magic in Fatty Huang's hand.

But one year, Fatty Huang came to the door with a bloodthirsty demon sword in his hand and shouted at Wu Juexian as a traitor.

It even vaguely mentioned the words "Mr.", "Immortality", "Returning".

He was still young back then and didn't know what these words meant.

But he clearly remembered that when Fatty Huang said these words, the master who was like a god in his heart was trembling slightly, and a look of fear that he had never seen before passed through his eyes.

This memory has been hidden deep in his mind and gradually fades away as time goes by.

But what I saw today suddenly evokes Luo Feng’s childhood memories, and when he thinks of this scene, an indescribable horror filled his mind.

Could it be?

Is the person the master feared is this mysterious man in black?

Unfortunately, before Luo Feng could figure out the key, Fatty Huang had already come to them, and with his hands, he cut off more than a dozen immortal cultivators to death. His vicious and ruthless methods were so dangerous that people could not look at him directly.

"ah!"

He screamed miserably, life is worse than death. Under the extremely terrifying torture, more than a dozen immortal cultivators died without a complete corpse. Even though their souls were cut by Fatty Huang to ashes, he did not even have the chance to be reincarnated.

"Luo Feng!"

Fatty Huang smiled fiercely and was walking towards Luo Feng step by step. This made Luo Feng smile bitterly, knowing that he would die. Even if he begged to Fatty Huang, it would have no effect at all.

Because he has been chasing Fatty Huang for many years, he deeply understands Fatty Huang's sinister methods, and begging for mercy is just to make him die without dignity.

Close your eyes and wait for death, this is Luo Feng’s choice, and this can only be his choice.

Unfortunately, when Luo Feng closed his eyes and waited for death, the blade did not fall down for a long time. This made him open his eyes in confusion, but saw that Fatty Huang's ferocious face was gone. He just looked at him, but a strange look appeared.

"Don't worry, Grandpa Huang won't kill you. If he kills you, who will send a message to Wu Juexian?" Fatty Huang sneered sinisterly.

"Tell Wu Juexian that the man from five hundred years ago has returned and let him wash his neck and wait for death."

Fatty Huang sneered repeatedly, turned around and walked towards Ye Xuan, but before he could take a few steps, he suddenly looked back at Luo Feng, and a cruel and cruel look passed through his eyes.

"By the way, it's not just Wu Juexian, but all the people who betrayed the underworld back then, let them enjoy this last happy time."

"Ha ha!"

Fatty Huang laughed fiercely, and as he smiled, he actually shed tears. He survived for five hundred years, as if he released the depression in his heart in this crazy laugh.

at this time.

Luo Feng was stunned. He didn't expect that he would survive. This was simply unimaginable, but what shocked him the most was what Fatty Huang said.

"That person five hundred years ago?"

"He...who is he?"

Luo Feng murmured and stared at Ye Xuan's back in the distance, but he couldn't get the answer he wanted.

Clouds rise and wind comes.

A black cloud appeared and took Ye Xuan, Fatty Huang and the little girl to the sky. Until the black cloud turned into a black dot in Luo Feng's eyes, he woke up from his horror.

"Master, is this mysterious man in black really the person you are afraid of?" Luo Feng clenched his fists, unable to believe his guess.

But he had a premonition that the sky in this world was about to change.

Without any hesitation, nor did he dare to delay at all. Luo Feng set up a sword light and soared into the sky. He wanted to tell his master this matter quickly, hoping that his master could prevent problems before it happened.

...

Suhang City.

The sky is clear, the sun is falling, and the breeze blows through, bringing a cool feeling.

The pavilions and towers are antique and fragrant. The green willows sway in the breeze, and the birds are singing from time to time.

This is a landscape manor full of ancient charm and is also a location where every inch of land in Suzhou and Hangzhou is valuable. Mortals are not qualified to live in such a luxurious manor, and only immortal cultivators can own this luxurious landscape manor.

Fatty Huang is still cruel and ruthless. This manor was originally the residence of a Jindan stage cultivator. When he directly killed the immortal cultivator, he naturally took the manor over as a temporary place to settle down.

The stream is gurgling and the wind chimes are ringing.

In the courtyard.

A stone table, two stone benches, a pot of tea, and two jade cups, nothing else.

Ye Xuan sat upright in it. He tasted a sip of tea, frowned slightly, and put down the teacup.

Obviously, after spending five hundred years in the Earth Immortal Realm, the Duna Immortal Tea that Ye Xuan drank naturally made him feel uncomfortable to swallow.

Although he has not been with Ye Xuan for five hundred years, Fatty Huang is not unfamiliar with Ye Xuan, so he can naturally feel what Ye Xuan thinks.

"Sir, this thing in the mortal world is not as good as the immortal world, subordinates..."

Before Fatty Huang finished speaking, Ye Xuan smiled slightly and said, "It's okay, tell me what happened in the past five hundred years."

When talking about the serious matter, Fatty Huang clenched his fists slightly, and he was silent for more than ten breaths before calming down his agitation.

"You have successfully survived the tribulation back then..."
Chapter completed!