After the salted fish is rotten, rely on the crow's mouth to revitalize the world of cultivatin

Having lived for so many years from childhood to adulthood, even though Xiaoer's words are very concise and there is a feeling of no beginning and no end, Que Han knows what he means.

They, apart from Feng Ming and his party who were waiting outside, also referred to the suzerain and the others.

And the master will also come, so she has nothing to worry about.

He raised his hand and took out the Sound Transmission Penetration Talisman gifted by Senior Chen in friendship.

This talisman was made by Senior Chen, because it was transformed from the realm of the evil race and could penetrate this realm and connect to people outside.

According to what Senior Chen himself said, this talisman, he also became this one.

This talisman is different from ordinary talismans, it does not need to be carved with spiritual consciousness, it is folded into a paper crane, and then brought to the summoned person.

This talisman, as long as the person's breath is input, the sound will be transmitted to the other person's mind.

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Feng Ming, who was no longer lying in the grass, was arguing with Yue Shan at this moment.

The reason is that he was about to be left behind again.

"Why do I have to be left all the time, my strength is not weak."

Feng Ming really has doubts about life. Is he really that bad?

Forget it if he was left behind by his senior sister, he was also left behind by his second senior brother, and now he is going to be left behind by the suzerain.

"It's nothing more than two things, suzerain."

Wang Shuai on the side raised his hand silently to express his desire to say something, "Senior Brother Fengming, you are wrong. It's just three things."

Feng Ming stared at him silently.

Wang Shuai immediately covered his mouth with his hand.

The flattering little eyes express anxiety.

Me, I don't talk anymore, can't I?

Qingshan patted Wang Shuai's head silently.

This kid talks a lot!

"Nephew Fengming..."

"Letting you stay is the recognition of your strength."

Feng Ming interrupted Yue Shan's words by raising his hand, before he could say this, he spoke the second half of the sentence for him.

"Sect Master, I know you want to say this, but I can still prove my strength if I don't stay here, and if I go in together, can I show my strength even more?"

Feng Ming looked at Yue Shan anxiously.

He just grabbed Yue Shan's sleeves, went up to act coquettishly, and then told him that he was capable, that he wanted to enter the city, and that he didn't want to stay here.

Look at him with such piercing eyes.

Yueshan's mouth couldn't help but twitch.

If it were his junior nephew, he would definitely do whatever the junior nephew said immediately.

But in front of him was a big man, and seeing him so pretentious, he wanted to poke his eyes.

Although the person in front of him is good-looking, making this expression is not only not eye-catching, but also a bit good-looking, but it still can't change the fact that he is a big man.

Resisting the desire to slap the person in front of him, Yue Shan silently took a breath and let it out.

"I didn't say I wouldn't let you enter the city."

The reason why Feng Ming was not allowed to enter the city was really for his own good.

It's not that I'm worried that after entering the city, I'm afraid that he will be hurt by the evil race

It was just that in the battle a month ago, although it seemed that he was not injured at all, and the most serious injury seemed to be Shen Meng, who almost lost his foundation, in fact, Feng Ming was also seriously injured.

But this injury is not in the body, but in the heart.

He seemed to have an inner demon.

Although it is not obvious, the poor ancestor's powerful means of transforming gods has been discovered.

Fortunately, his inner demons are not serious, only a very shallow one, a small sign.

Whether it's Quilting Han, Yuehen or Yueshan, preventing him from entering the city is because he is worried about running into the evil race, deepening his little hint of inner demon, and allowing his inner demon to expand and grow rapidly.But now it seems that they are thinking a little too much.

He really wanted to get rid of the demons in his heart, but it was obvious that he should face the evil clan directly and hunt and kill the evil clan with his own hands.

Perhaps as long as he vented out the gloom that day, the demons in his heart would not be defeated by himself.

Thinking of this, Yue Shan did not hesitate and said directly, "Since you want to enter the city, then go in, but after entering the city, you must obey the command and cannot act privately."

This guy is unreliable and unreliable, who knows where he can go if he misses it.

As long as he can enter the city and not lie here all the time, Feng Ming will definitely agree.

He didn't care why Yueshan suzerain changed his words so quickly, anyway, he can enter the city, anyway, he has achieved his goal.

Feng Ming was overjoyed, his eyes turned into crescent moons, he entered the city, um, now he can go to find his junior sister.

I don't know if the second senior brother found the little junior sister?

Hey, little junior sister can really make trouble while sleeping, well, as expected of his little junior sister, she has won his true biography.

Feng Ming, who finally got his wish, looked at the other people who were left behind with sympathy.

That expression of gloating at other people's misfortunes made my hands itch even when I saw it.

Even Wang Shuai, a fan, feels that Senior Brother Fengming deserves a beating.

"Junior Brother Wang, I will work hard for you next, and stay here with these brothers and sisters."

Wang Shuai had a sullen face, not excited about being in close contact with idols, but rather disgusted.

Silently raised his hand, and slapped someone's paw that was pulling his shoulder.

"Senior Brother Fengming, whether men or women can kiss each other."

Hey, this kid hates him!
Feng Ming stared, rolled up his sleeves, and wanted to have a good chat with him, but suddenly stopped.

While he was in a daze, Wang Shuai quickly shrank behind his senior brother.

Feng Ming frowned slightly, but then slowly relaxed.

Pulling off his sleeves, he quickly walked towards Yueshan.

At this time, Yueshan was discussing with the elders of several other sects about when to enter the city. This time, the other sect masters did not come, but the elders of each sect came.

"metropolitan……"

Feng Ming's shout interrupted the discussion of several people.

Why is this kid here again?

Didn't everyone agree to let him enter the city?

Without waiting for Yueshan to ask questions, Feng Ming spoke very fast, "Sovereign, I received a voice transmission from my senior sister. The senior sister said that at this time, the Tushan City City Lord's Mansion is in chaos, requesting that we enter the city immediately, and take advantage of the chaos to beat the evil clan by surprise."

The specific situation in the city was explained one by one by Feng Ming according to what was said in the voice transmission.

However, the situation of the people behind the scenes is not well understood, so if you want to be [-]% sure, you still need the master to come forward.

Feng Ming who left these words, didn't care about Yue Shan's reaction.

He took out the sound transmission jade slip by himself, and started to contact his master.

According to the words of the second senior brother, Master and the others should be here by now.

Why has there been no movement for so long?

Could it be some old guy who was greedy for alcohol, and drinking was a mistake, right?

Feng Ming frowned so much that he almost pinched the mosquitoes to death.

If this is the case, wait for him to go back and see if he doesn't hide all the wine of a certain unscrupulous master. If he can find it, he will lose.

The Poor Patriarch, who just appeared, sneezed before he could even stand on his feet.

Subconsciously, he reached out and touched the wine gourd on his waist, and he was relieved to find that it was still there.

Just now he had something inexplicable, as if all his wine had grown wings and flew away.

"Ah, Master, you came here quite early."