From this city to the south of three thousand miles, there is a mountain villa, the name is Luofeng Village, because of the perennial undefeated red maple on the mountain and get the name, but if you talk about the owner of Luofeng Village, that is where you hear its name, it is like seeing its person, within a radius of thousands of miles, no matter how big or small the sect, do not dare to disrespect this person.

This person's name is Beigong Changji, whether it is his identity in the Beigong family or his own cultivation, he is above Beigong Changfeng, and as rumored by the outside world, back then, Beigong Changfeng was promoted by this person, and now he can be the master of a door.

This night, the bright moon in Luofeng Village is like washing, the night breeze is slow, and the red maple outside the village is everywhere, slowly floating with the night wind.

It was probably the middle of the night, and suddenly saw a sword light falling into the village, Luofeng Village was heavily guarded, and the defense was heavily prohibited, and those who could resist the sword to the village must have informed Beigong Changji in advance.

But seeing that the person was in a hurry, wearing a black robe, and his facial features were distinct in the moonlight, it was Beigong Changfeng, obviously Beigong Changji had already known about the affairs of Wushuang City, and he also expected that he would inevitably come to ask for help this time, but he didn't want to affect the birthday banquet three days later, so he waited for his arrival in the palace tonight.

There is no guard outside the hall, it is unusually quiet, only when the wind blows, the leaves make a slight rustling sound, the north palace Changfeng came to the front of the hall, saw a figure sitting on the head of the hall, immediately took off the robe and hat, and bowed to the person on the head of the hall: "Changji senior." ”

"Yes"

A slightly muffled voice came down from the head of the hall, and I saw that the man slowly got up and slowly walked down the steps, his eyes were deep, like a night without stars and moons, giving people an unfathomable feeling.

As the footsteps got closer and closer, Beigong Changfeng's heart beat faster and faster, this is the difference between the Cave True Stage and the Harmony Period, even if he is only one step away from entering the Cave True Period, but at this moment, in front of the real Cave True Stage cultivators, it still seems like he is about to suffocate.

Just like a cultivator who has already cultivated to a Yuan Infant, not to mention that the person in front of him is still the one who carried him back then, at this time he was panicked and reasonable, and before he knew it, he had already condensed a cold sweat on his back.

"Changfeng, you don't have to be nervous, I already know about the affairs of Wushuang City a few days ago. ”

I don't know when, Beigong Changji has already come to him, stretched out his hand and pressed it on his shoulder, only a slight probe, and he knew what level his cultivation had reached at this time.

Beigong Changfeng raised his head, his forehead was already covered with cold sweat, and he said with a pale face: "This time, please also ask Changji's seniors to help me, this matter has been known to the clan, I am worried now"

"I can't blame you for this. ”

Beigong Changji's eyes were slightly condensed, and he continued to walk outside the hall, looking at the thick night outside, and said for a long time: "You let Mr. Ghost Mist calculate." ”

"What"

On the cold hall, it suddenly became more quiet, and Beigong Changfeng's face suddenly became even more pale, what did Mr. Ghost Mist mean by this sentence?

At this moment, Beigong Changfeng's mind suddenly became chaotic, he had no grievances with Mr. Ghost Mist, and he had always respected him, why did he calculate himself? No, no

Beigong Changfeng seemed to have thought of something, his face became more and more ugly, and the sweat on his forehead was like rain, as if he had thought of the most terrible thing at this moment, if Mr. Ghost Mist really had

If it is not good for oneself, then there is only one reason, there is someone in the clan who wants to get rid of himself! And that person, the identity and cultivation, are above him

Thinking of this, Beigong Changfeng even weaked his legs, cold sweat was dripping behind his back, and he hurriedly ran behind Beigong Changji: "Please seniors save me!"

At this moment, he was trembling even when he spoke, who was it, who wanted to get rid of himself?

Beigong Changji slowly turned around, his eyebrows were deeply knit at this moment, and he asked him: "You carefully recall, over the years, have you offended anyone, or touched anyone's interests." ”

"I, I"

Beigong Changfeng was still covered in cold sweat, and at this moment he tried to recall, who had he offended? Whose interests had he touched? Over the years, he had indeed gathered a lot of forces in private, such as the Lu family and the Taishi Daomen, but these were not touching anyone's interests

"Alas"

Beigong Changji let out a long sigh, looked at him and said slowly: "As early as back then, I told you that the six major clans, each clan, is full of battles, once you fall into this whirlpool, it will be difficult to get out, the more you are in a high position, the more you must know how to think about danger, except for yourself, no one should believe it."

After listening to it, Beigong Changfeng still turned pale, lowered his head and muttered: "What the predecessors said, Changfeng Changfeng has never forgotten it for a day, but, but this time, I really don't know"

At the end of his words, he raised his head and looked at Beigong Changji in front of him, and the look revealed in his two eyes at this moment was like a person hanging on a cliff, holding the last vine in his hand tightly: "Senior, help me"

"Alas. ”

Beigong Changji sighed again, turned around to look at the moonlight outside the hall, and said: "I will do everything possible to protect you in the affairs of the clan, but this time, after all, it is the ancestral lineage of the Beigong family, and your life in the future may not be so good."

As soon as he heard this, the big stone in Beigong Changfeng's heart finally fell, although there was some unspeakable suffering, but at least his life was saved, and he hurriedly arched his hand and said: "Thank you, senior!"

Beigong Changji shook his hand, and said: "As for that kid, you must not provoke him again, you should know that he is outside, and there is a very powerful master, even the Heavenless Temple is a little jealous, even if those seniors in the clan make a move, they may not be able to win steadily."

"Changfeng understands"

Beigong Changfeng had a painful expression on his face, and his heart was like a knife, if he had known this, he would not have provoked such a person anyway, but unfortunately, it was too late, and now he only hoped that the other party would not come to him again.

"That's right"

Beigong Changfeng suddenly remembered one more thing, and just as he was about to speak, Beigong Changji stretched out his hand to interrupt him: "I know what to do"

Three days later, the whole Luofeng Village is full of lights, gongs and drums are ringing, it is very lively, from the morning, there are constantly people who worship life with birthday gifts, almost noon, there are more people who come to worship life in the village.

Beigong Changji also changed into a red robe today, and greeted the heads of various factions who came to pay their respects today in the village.

This is a radius of thousands of miles, no matter how big or small, its head will bring it every ten years

The disciples came to Luofengzhuang to pay homage to Beigong Changji, which shows the high prestige of Beigong Changji in this vicinity.

By noon, all the sects and factions had basically arrived, and with a burst of firecrackers, Beigong Changji smiled like a spring breeze on his face, and went to the hall hand in hand with the heads of each faction, as for the disciples of each faction, they were sitting outside.

The banquet was very lively, and the disciples of all factions were laughing and laughing, even if they liked to compete for the top on weekdays, but when they came to Luofeng Village, no one dared to make a mistake.

Slowly, some people talked about the incident of Wushuang City not long ago, but this was mentioned at the birthday banquet of Beigong Changji today, which is inevitably a little out of place, everyone knows that Beigong Changfeng is the younger generation of Beigong Changji, if you really talk about it, this time Wushuangcheng had an accident, and even Beigong Changji's face can't be hanged.

So gradually, someone began to change the topic: "I heard that the person is also surnamed Xiao, you say, it can't be from the Xiao family, right?"

"The Xiao family?"

As soon as he heard the word Xiao family, someone immediately shook his head and sneered: "The Xiao family had a traitor more than forty years ago, and I heard that it was still that peerless genius Xiao Zhufeng." Hey, you say, is there really such a person as Xiao Zhufeng in this world? I'm afraid they didn't make it up, and he became one of the Ten Saints at a young age, and I don't believe it if I am killed anyway."

"Don't say it, there is really a Xiao Zhufeng in this world, it's just that ah, I heard that he betrayed the Xiao family for a woman, I heard that the woman is still the eldest lady of the Su family, tsk"

"Hey, according to what you say, the eldest lady of the Su family must be as beautiful as a fairy, otherwise, how can Xiao Zhufeng be fascinated"

"This is called a hero sad beauty, not to mention I see, in addition to Xiao Zhufeng's ability, he is not necessarily a hero, no matter how powerful he is, can he respond like Changji's predecessors?

Everyone was drinking and laughing, and just when they were happy, a disdainful female voice suddenly came from outside the village: "He's not a hero, isn't everyone here a hero?"

"What people!"

The disciples of each faction immediately put down the wine glass in their hands and looked outside the village, only to see a woman in a red dress slowly walking towards the village, the woman was beautiful and moving, and there were three points of charm in the seven points of fairy energy, which made people feel intoxicated after just one glance.

But the next moment, everyone felt inexplicably cold again, as if they had fallen into the ice abyss from the gentle flowers of the sun, and they only felt that their whole body was shrouded in a cold air, and even the wine on the table seemed to be frozen into ice.

"Xiao Chafeng's matter, it's not the turn of a group of Xiaoxiao to discuss here"

At this moment, a cold and indifferent man's voice sounded outside, making everyone feel like they were falling into a cold pool.

"What are you!"

Hearing him call everyone small, many people stood up during the banquet, and the woman in red was fairy-looking, but the white-haired man was too cold to be liked.

"Is there something wrong with what he said? Xiao Zhufeng's matter, when will it be your turn to discuss" This woman in red is naturally not someone else, but Qianluo.

Xiao Chen walked up slowly, and the two cold eyes at this time were like two sharp swords out of the sheath, which made everyone's hearts tremble, and they didn't dare to look directly at them, they all looked behind, only to see Beigong Changji, who had come out of the hall at some point, and was facing Xiao Chen's gaze.