"What? you know? you...... What do you mean by that?" Yan Liusheng was moved, and he suddenly had an ominous premonition, "You know, why do you bother to ask me?"

"Do you remember, how many times have you failed?" Lu Fengming's words were inexplicable, but Yan Liusheng understood.

"I swear that I will definitely be able to find Song Yanru, I will definitely be able to kill Su Jian, I will definitely be able to find the Sword Pavilion Wenling, and I will beg Lu Zhutou to give me another chance!"

The shock in Yan Liusheng's heart was incomprehensible, and he suddenly understood Lu Fengming's second identity.

"It's a pity that your opportunity has been used up, when you don't know the opportunity to treasure yourself, then you will inevitably pay the price of your life," Lu Fengming suddenly drew his sword with his backhand!

The speed at which he drew his sword didn't seem to be fast, but as soon as he drew it, the tip of his sword pierced Yan Liusheng's throat!

There is no fancy in his swordsmanship, and the route he stabs out is as straight and sharp as his figure!

Yan Liusheng didn't have time to dodge at all, so he had to bite the bullet and clasp his palms together to clamp the tip of Lu Fengming's sword.

As long as he defused Lu Fengming's thunderous and lightning blow, he felt that he still had a chance to escape.

But the tip of Lu Fengming's sword suddenly bent at this time, and from an incredible angle, a sword pierced Yan Liusheng's throat!

Of course, this is not that Lu Fengming's iron sword is really bent, but that he changed the angle and line of his attack in an instant.

The top masters who can change their moves in the middle and change their moves so strangely and quickly are definitely rare in the rivers and lakes!

"You...... You!" Yan Gramo wanted to say something, but after all, he didn't say a word, and the corpse slowly fell!

The moon is dim!

Drops of blood dripped from the blood groove of the iron sword to the earth, and on the earth, poignant petals bloomed!

"Well done! Lu Zhutou is really good at swordsmanship!" Suddenly, someone behind Lu Fengming applauded.

Hearing the applause of others, Lu Fengming should have been happy and proud.

However, Lu Fengming's face suddenly turned dead gray!

It's just that Lu Fengming is very familiar with the voice of applause.

That's the voice of the wild goose!

No way!

No way!

How is it possible for a person to come back from the dead?

What's more, Yan Liusheng's corpse was lying at Lu Fengming's feet, this person was indeed too dead to die anymore!

Could it be that someone is imitating the voice of the wild goose and pretending to be a ghost?

Lu Fengming wanted to look back at the person behind him.

But he only felt a cold sword qi against the back of his heart.

It made him dare not act rashly in the slightest!

The figure behind him was also terrifying like a ghost.

When did it come?

Lu Fengming was unaware of this!

"You don't have to look back, and you don't need to be surprised, the dead Yan Liusheng is just my stand-in," the person behind Lu Fengming said lightly, "If the young sect leader of the Flying Immortal Sect dies before he has created a vigorous career, wouldn't it be a pity?"

"Young Master Yan, in fact, it's not my Lu Fengming's intention to kill you," Lu Fengming said nervously as a cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

"I know that you have betrayed the imperial court, or rather, you are stepping on two boats now, which is undoubtedly a very dangerous thing," said the shadow behind Lu Fengming.

"Therefore, Lu Mou is also forced to do this, and I hope that Young Master Yan will forgive me!" Lu Fengming said cautiously.

Lu Fengming didn't know how Yan Gramophon would deal with him?

He only vaguely felt: if Yan Liusheng planned to kill him, he might have already done it.

It was precisely because the wild goose had given him a chance to buffer that Lu Fengming's iron sword suddenly stabbed out with his backhand.

This sword went all out, and it had already used Lu Fengming's lifelong learning.

Even if you can't stab the dead goose to leave a voice.

Lu Fengming also wants to die with Yan Liusheng.

Because Gramophon has already known too many of his secrets.

If the goose doesn't die, he will die!

However, when Lu Fengming stabbed out the fatal sword, he found that his back was empty!

In addition to the gusts of yin wind sweeping into his arms, the shadows of the trees swaying, only the jackdaws were left between the heavens and the earth, and the occasional mournful cry made Lu Fengming feel cold!

"Impossible! impossible!" Lu Fengming's face turned pale, and his hand holding the sword was trembling, "Except for ghosts, how can mortals have such an unbelievable light skill?"

......

"Dead girl, what are you in such a hurry, do you have to say it tonight?" Wu Mei'er had already let Sima Fangling into the room, closed the door and complained.

"Hehe, I'm fine, I just can't sleep! There are no men in Sanniang's house, so what's the harm if I come in the middle of the night to visit the door?" Sima Fangling said with a smile.

Because Wu Meier is Bai Xiangting's third wife, Sima Fangling called her Sanniang!

"Otherwise, I'll sleep with Sanniang tonight!" Sima Fangling continued to say mischievously.

"Crazy girl, who sleeps with you?" Wu Mei'er glared, "Say something quickly! If it's okay, leave quickly, you have disturbed the good dream just now!"

"Oh, Sanniang is dreaming, is she dreaming of a tryst with her lover?"

"Crazy girl, do you know what a lover is?" Wu Mei'er scolded with a smile.

"I'm not young anymore, how can I not understand?" Sima Fangling tilted his head and smiled mysteriously, "You always keep a tight face on my second uncle, which means that you don't like him." If a woman doesn't like her husband, it means that she must have a lover in her heart who she can't get, right?"

"Okay, whatever you want," Wu Mei'er said with a light sigh.

"Sanniang is not doing well, is it because Second Uncle Bai can't ......?" Sima Fangling suddenly asked.

"Hey, you crazy girl is talking nonsense, I'm going to kick you out," Wu Mei'er's pretty face was already dyed with a delicate red glow of anger.

"You have been a woman who has been married for many years, why are you still as shy as a girl?" Sima Fangling asked curiously, "Moreover, I found that after last night, Sanniang's whole person suddenly changed, just like the ice is thawing, and the dead wood is spring." Is it because I have tasted happiness that I have never tasted before, that will cause such a change?"

"Alas, you dead girl is always crazy, beware that you can't get married!" Wu Mei'er sighed helplessly.

"Who said I can't get married, I'm going to get married soon!" Sima Fangling said proudly.

"Oh, who to marry?" asked Wu Mei'er in surprise.

"Su Jian!" After Sima Fangling finished speaking, she stared at Wu Mei'er's expression, wanting to see her reaction.

"Is he willing to marry you?" Sure enough, Wu Mei'er's pretty face suddenly turned pale, and she asked in surprise.

Of course, she knew that Sima Fangling was Sima Yanyun's daughter.

Between her and Su Jian, there is an insoluble grudge.

Even Sima Fangling tried to assassinate Su Jian.

How can there be such an astonishing change now?