Chapter four hundred and seventieth meeting the pavilion master
Fang Mu touched his chin and saw that Beili called him like this, but he did not continue to correct it. He asked, "What you mean is to follow me in the future."
Beili nodded and said, "Since ancient times, husbands and wives follow each other, Beili naturally has to follow his husband."
Fang Mu sighed and followed, there was nothing he could do about it.
After all, Fang Mu still understands it in his heart, and he does take a relatively big advantage.
At this time, the sky suddenly shaking, and the entire space felt shaking.
Beili looked up and said, "Husband, this space is about to collapse."
Fang Mu nodded and said, "Since you want to follow me, can you hide it? I have important things to do later."
Beili hesitated for a moment, looked at the blood spear behind Fang Mu, and turned into a stream of light and drilled in.
Fang Mu didn't feel anything yet, and Nan Li suddenly screamed.
"Ah! This is my home, why are you going to my home?"
After Nan Li said this, he also turned into a flowing light and drilled into the blood spear.
Fang Mu: “…”
He looked at the actions of these two people and always felt that his future life might not be good.
In fact, this is really happening now. As a straight man, Fang Mu will definitely be responsible to the end.
After all, he has a good impression of Nan Li and does not reject Nan Li. If he really becomes a husband and wife with Nan Li, he would think it would be good.
But the key to the problem is that there is one more now. This is not a supermarket to buy things, so why buy one get one free?
Of course this is Fang Mu's idea. As a diamond straight man who is more straight than a steel straight man, two beautiful beauties are actually a burden for him.
The sky was still shaking, and the surroundings were covered with spider-web-like cracks. The cracks became more and more, and the top suddenly began to collapse.
In a blink of an eye, the entire space disappeared completely and disappeared.
Fang Mu looked back and found that he appeared in the forest again.
At this time, the Blood Sword Gun suddenly vibrated.
Beili came out of the Blood Sword Gun and looked like he wanted to speak but stopped.
If the two look exactly the same, why can Fang Mu tell it out again?
This is a very wonderful feeling. Although the two people are the same, their temperament can be seen at a glance by anyone with a discerning eye.
Fang Mu asked, "What's wrong?"
Since her previous contact with Beili, she is not such a person with Moji. Why does she look like she wants to speak but stops?
Beili looked confused and finally took out a bottle of happy water and said, "Husband! You can buy more of this thing, it's really delicious."
She used to be confused about the gurgling sound, but after drinking a bottle in the Blood Sword Gun, she suddenly felt that this was a delicious food on earth.
Fang Mu: “…”
Sure enough, everyone who has been in contact with Nanli will be slowly assimilated by her.
Beili said with a confused look on his face: "Is it very expensive? Then don't buy it for the time being, I can save on drinking it."
Fang Mu took a deep breath, tried to calm down his emotions, and said, "Go back and buy it. You go in first, I'm going to do a serious business soon."
Beili said oh and returned to the Blood Sword Gun.
Then Fang Mu took out a piece of paper from his pocket and looked at the text on it.
This piece of paper was given to him by Qingwen, and there was the address mentioned by Qingwen.
Since I have reached a consensus with the president to decide to make plans, I really have to go this trip.
Now, Blood Moon Pavilion is also a thorn in his eyes. It is also a good thing for him to remove this thing.
Fang Mu took a look at the address above, took out his phone and entered it on the phone, and then found that the location on the phone was dozens of miles away from its current location.
After confirming the location, Fang Mu then put the paper away and rushed towards that location.
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Along the way, Fang Mu moved forward almost at full speed.
When he arrived at the agreed location, he realized that it was a cliff.
Fang Mu walked around the cliff for a while, but did not find the Pavilion Master.
He frowned, thinking that this shouldn't be done.
The position given to him by Qingwen should be right, and the president at this time should have pretended that he had been cheated.
Fang Mu thought about it and decided to continue waiting.
After all, the entire Blood Moon Pavilion is very cautious, and the words of the Pavilion Master should be no exception.
After Fang Mu made up his mind, he found a seat next to the cliff and sat down, waiting quietly.
Time slipped away unconsciously, and it was already late at night in a blink of an eye.
But even so, the Pavilion Master still did not show up.
Fang Mu stood up, moved his body for a moment, and frowned.
"I don't know if you are around you, but if you don't come out again, I will leave directly. I probably won't get what you want."
After saying that, Fang Mu turned around and left without any hesitation.
Since you don’t know whether you are here or not, and you don’t know whether you can come out, there is no need to continue wasting your time.
Go directly to the executive meeting headquarters to find Qingwen and ask him the reason, otherwise it would be a waste of time to waste here.
Fang Mu walked very decisively without stopping at all.
Just after he walked for dozens of meters, an abnormality suddenly appeared.
A whirring wind came from his ears, and Fang Mu turned his head, but there was nothing behind him.
Only then did he realize that the wind did not come from behind, but from around him.
The wind was getting louder and louder, and the woods not far from the cliff were blown to the point of falling.
Fang Mu looked up and his eyes narrowed slightly.
I saw the clouds in the sky being separated by strips, black and gray constantly intersecting, circling in an orderly manner.
That's right, it just hovered, like a huge vortex.
At the center of the vortex, Fang Mu looked at the shape in the middle and felt more and more familiar.
After a long time of closer observation, Fang Mu finally knew where this sense of familiarity came from.
Isn’t the shape of the vortex in the sky the palace master’s mask?
In his dream, Fang Mu had seen this mask, so he could still remember it.
At this moment, the vortex in the sky suddenly disappeared, coming and going quickly, as if it had never appeared before.
Before Fang Mu could react, a sense of alertness suddenly arose from his heart.
In front, opposite the cliff that was originally empty, a man with a mask on his face came into the air.
Every time the man in this mask took a step, a black lotus would grow under his feet, slowly lifting his body, giving him a particularly mysterious feeling.
The man in this mask is nothing but the Pavilion Master.
The Pavilion Master's every step was very light, but after just a few steps, he suddenly came to Fang Mu.
"This should be the rule of speed, but it is much stronger than my three-pole speed."
Fang Mu looked at the slowly walking towards the Pavilion Master and thought to himself.
"boom!"
After the Pavilion Master came to Fang Mu, he stretched out a finger and pointed it at Fang Mu's forehead. A terrifying murderous intent emerged wildly.
Chapter completed!