peerless angel

() The hall was silent, and no one dared to breathe. (Baidu search.)

After a while, the Miaoman beautiful woman pondered, and said: "Put her in the 'Magic Yang Inner Palace' first, and I will deal with it later."

Elder Xie was slightly taken aback, but he didn't dare to object, nodded respectfully and said: "Yes." He greeted a few disciples and attendants waiting outside, tied up the spirit stone tightly, and then tugged it.

"This time you have made a contribution. You will be rewarded with ten Heaven Returning Pills, and you will be rewarded as an elder of foreign affairs." The beautiful woman Miaoman turned her head to look at the burly elder beside her, and said calmly.

The burly elder's eyes lit up, and he said happily, "Thank you Mozun, I will do my best to be loyal to the Holy Sect!"

"En." Miaoman girl nodded lightly, and said, "Back off."

The burly elder immediately withdrew respectfully.

At this time, Wu Feng was the only one left in the hall. He lowered his head and looked at his toes, feeling a little uneasy.

"Elder Xie brought you back because you have a magical little beast?" Miaomanmei said lightly.

Wu Feng's heart trembled. He hadn't seen Elder Xie's report in the hall, but the Demon Lord had already heard about it. Could it be the news from the eyeliner along the way?

He immediately replied, "Yes."

"I'll give you three years. When the next trial battlefield opens, I'll send you over and let you in to bring the little beast out. If you're lying and don't bring it out, then you don't need to continue to exist." Got it, do you understand?" Miaomanmei said indifferently.

Wu Feng's heart trembled, and he whispered: "Understood."

The Miaoman beautiful woman nodded slightly, she suddenly sighed softly, looked up at the dome of the hall, her eyes seemed to be thinking about something, she remained silent for a long time.

Wu Feng felt helpless and could only stand quietly.

Suddenly, the beautiful woman lowered her head, stared at Wu Feng coldly, and said, "Who is he to you?"

"What?" Wu Feng was taken aback, his expression blank.

"Hmph!" Miaoman's beautiful woman's eyes flashed fiercely, and she said: "You learned his "Heavenly Phoenix Sutra", don't you know him?"

Wu Feng suddenly realized that it turned out that it was the Liuyang Demon Lord who was sitting in the cave. Could it be that the two of them were enemies?

After pondering for a while, Wu Feng said, "I don't know him well."

"Nonsense!" The Miaoman beautiful woman was furious, and said, "If you don't know him, how could you get his "Heavenly Phoenix Sutra". He is the only one who knows this sutra. Could it be..." Suddenly, she thought of something , his complexion suddenly darkened.

Wu Feng's heart jumped, and he said: "Senior, don't misunderstand, I have indeed met him, and this scripture is also his, but I don't know him."

The beautiful woman Miaoman frowned when she heard the words, and said coldly: "You don't know him, how did you get this scripture? Could it be that you are the disciple of that bitch?"

Wu Feng smiled wryly and said: "When I saw him, he was already dead. This junior accidentally saw this scripture beside him."

"Dead?" Miaoman's beautiful woman shrank her pupils and was stunned on the spot like a bolt from the blue.

After a while, she came back to her senses. There was no trace of blood on her pretty cheeks, she was as pale as white paper. Her lips trembled, and she said, "He, he's dead?"

Seeing her so sad, Wu Feng was taken aback, and said calmly, "Yes."

Miaoman's body trembled, her originally straight back suddenly softened, as if she couldn't sit still, she fell precariously on top of the throne, with a dazed look on her face, her lips twitched, muttering Muttering an inaudible sound.

Wu Feng tactfully said nothing to interrupt.

About 10 minutes later, the beautiful woman thought of something, raised her dazed eyes, and murmured to Wu Feng: "He, where did he die?"

Wu Feng said honestly: "He died in the cave on top of Liujia Town in the northwest of Zhuyinzong."

The beautiful woman Miaoman was absent-minded for a moment, and suddenly there was a stern flash in her eyes, staring at Wu Feng angrily, Senhan said: "This is fake, you want to take the opportunity to escape back to the Bamboo Sound Sect, so you did this on purpose, yes wrong?"

Wu Feng was speechless, and said with a wry smile: "Every sentence of mine is true, otherwise, you should go and look for it yourself, his body should still be there."

The Miaoman beautiful woman was startled, the expression on her face immediately dissipated, she was completely gloomy, she seemed to have aged several decades in an instant.

Seeing her so sad, Wu Feng felt a little soft in his heart. <Son, take him to the dungeon. "

The maid was beautiful and beautiful, she responded respectfully, and walked towards Wu Feng along the steps, when she stood in front of Wu Feng, the respect on her face had turned to ice-cold, as if she ordered: "Follow me. "<After the girl finished, she didn't even look at him, she walked straight out of the main hall, walked along the corridor next to the main hall, and came to an arch. Paint the dark door. <Er greeted and took the lead.

Wu Feng frowned slightly, and followed behind with strides.

There is a long passage in the secret door of this passage. Going down the stairs, it didn't take long for Wu Feng to come to a place like a dark prison cell. <Er coldly pointed to the prison cell.

<Seeing that he was so obedient, there was a trace of contempt in his eyes, he proudly gave instructions to the two of them, then turned and left.

Wu Feng sat in the cell, looked around, and saw that next to this cell, there were several cells next to it, and some prisoners were sleeping in them.

And above the cell, there was no vent.

Wu Feng frowned, he didn't expect to escape through the vent, but, if there is no vent, who knows if there is only a wall or a lot of soil?

"Be honest." The two demonic disciples glared at Wu Feng viciously, and then stood outside the cell, chatting casually.

"Listen, the attack on the six sects this time, among which the Lanfeng Sect has already fallen, and a large number of female disciples have been arrested by our Demon Yang Sect. Those disciples on the front line are very happy now." A tall and thin disciple smacked his mouth enviously. .

The other person laughed and said: "Yeah, but it's cool, our errands are comfortable. If you are unlucky on the front line and meet some high-level disciples, you won't be able to enjoy anything if you die directly."

"That's true. According to our Moyang Sect's disciples this time, we lost no less than 300 people, including Senior Brother Qin."

"Tsk tsk, senior brother Qin is one of the top ten people on the magic list, and he will die."

"No way, I guess I met someone at the elder level."

When Wu Feng heard the two talking, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes. He did not expect that the exchange between the six sects and the magic way would be so intense this time. The Demon Yang Sect alone lost 300 people. How many people?

The so-called kill one thousand enemies, self-injury eight hundred, the disciples of the Six Righteous Schools are estimated to lose even more.

Wu Feng pondered for a moment, then shook his head and smiled suddenly. He was worried that it was useless, and he had better find a way to solve his own problems first.

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