As soon as Ling Xuanluo entered the fairy spirit mound, he could see two of the four immortal spirits in the dream realm, and he was very happy. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 After listening to their conversation, I realized that Hui Qiu's success in stealing pearls was actually a favor from the Decay Dao Elder.

But what surprised him was far more than that, Erling's conversation kept popping up a "he" from beginning to end, and when he thought of who "he" might refer to, he couldn't help but be frightened, and he had to figure out who they were talking about.

"Ling'er! No, Xuanluo, my precious Xuantu grandson!" The ethereal monk and the others were overjoyed when they saw that the person who came was Ling Xuanluo, not to mention that they were no longer vigilant, and they forgot even the troubles between the present and the decayed, and their fat bodies became dexterous, shook twice, and stood in front of him.

Decay has been in frustration, but suddenly Ling Xuanluo appeared, and his gray face also floated with joy, but his joy only flashed for a second, and in the blink of an eye, it was replaced by depression.

Although Ling Xuanluo was anxious, he knew that the ceremony could not be abolished, so he first bowed down and bowed to them. The ethereal monk was not easy to refuse, and when he finished kowtowing, he picked him up and looked him up and down: "Good boy, you finally got the immortal body and returned to Jiluo Mountain safely." Do you know how much we four spirits, especially Lancang Niangniang, miss you! If Rui'er comes out to see you, she may not be able to cry like you......" After finishing speaking, the fat hand pressed the fat face and kept wiping away tears.

Ling Xuanluo knew that half of their tears fell with joy when they saw themselves, and the other half were for Xi Mutong.

He didn't want to deepen their sadness, and he was anxious to confirm who was the "he", so he comforted the ethereal monk and said: "Zeng Shizu, don't shed tears and hurt your spirits, Xuanluo has lived up to the high expectations of the four predecessors, and finally passed the test of immortals and became immortals, but it is a happy event." And after coming back this time, I will not go again, but will join hands with people with lofty ideals from other clans to form the League of Legends Condor Alliance to jointly defend the rivers and mountains of the Six Realms and fight against the evil Blue Wolf Alliance!"

"Okay! good!" The ethereal monk had mixed feelings, patted the back of his hand, and almost mentioned Xi Mutong, but he moved his mouth twice, and finally said nothing.

Ling Xuanluo only had a chance to ask, "I don't know what the two of you were arguing about just now? Who is it, and there are only a few months left to live? Also, why did Elder Nanfeng use that person to blackmail the withered uncle?"

It turned out that their conversation had been listened to by him, and he was panicked, got up from the ground with a "Teng", turned his head and left, but was flexibly flashed to the front by the ethereal monk's posture, blocking the way.

When the old monk saw him in front of his juniors, he also showed this bear-like look, and he was angry, and shouted with his waist crossed: "Hey, where are you going? Is Xuanluo an outsider? The fire bell contains the leader of the Blue Wolf Alliance, such an important matter, we will only know that you did it after the beads are lost, and it is not enough to be ashamed? Even if they are not our nephews, they are already the leaders of Jiluo Mountain, and they have the responsibility to investigate the pearl theft case, if you don't confess these words to him, how long do you plan to hide them?"

After a reprimand, seeing that the decay had disappeared, he looked back at Ling Xuanluo again, "Good disciple Sun, Zeng Shizu doesn't beat around the bush with you, the person we are talking about is the Demon King Demon Demon Annihilation Son of Heaven, that is, what you have always called, Mr. Yufeng." ”

"Ah......h

Ling Xuanluo heard the "Demon King" and then heard "Mr. Yufeng", and his feet were like being burned, and he retreated again and again.

The owner of the name he guessed was brutally confirmed, and suddenly the world was spinning, and his heart was cracked.

He shuddered, barely squeezing out a few words: "You mean...... Mr. Feather Wind, only ...... How many months have you lived?"

(To be continued.) )