The little doctor concubine is a little poisonous

Chapter 1334 The Poor Man
The defenses in other places have naturally become weaker.

Feng Zhuo originally thought that there would be a lot of guards in a place like the treasure house, right?
As a result, here is the least!

But gradually, she didn't feel strange anymore.

Although it is said that the holy mountain is open, in fact it is the Bahuang Pagoda that is really open.

No outsider has ever stepped into the place where the Qi clan lived.

As for the hidden treasure pavilion of the Qi clan, the location is really too hidden.

Even though Feng Zhuo has the ability of photographic memory, it is still a bit difficult to remember the route, let alone other people.

I'm afraid there is no way to find the location of the Treasure Pavilion without walking more than a dozen times.

Outside of the Treasure Pavilion, there are countless formations.

These formations are all blindfolds, just to hide the location of the Treasure Pavilion.

If it is not a senior formation master, there is no way to detect the existence of the formation, let alone break the formation.

Qi Yu said that the guards in the Zangbao Pavilion have always been the strongest of the Qi clan.

Now the strongest member of the Qi clan has reached the elementary level of Emperor Spirit.

It can be said that he is one of the few emperor spirit powerhouses in the Zhongming Continent.

So, to withdraw all the guards from the Treasure Pavilion, they really did not feel any pressure to withdraw.

However, the people of the Qi clan never imagined that their young master would bring outsiders to rob their own things.

They would never have imagined that that outsider had a trump card like Zhang Ba in his hand.

"Little Feather, at your level, you are not qualified to be a bait or something! Let us do this later..." Feng Zhuo sent a voice transmission to Qi Yu.

Qi Yu's eyes sparkled, and he looked at her with admiration, and said, "Little Bracelet, you are so smart!"

Feng Zhuo rubbed his head and said: "Go!"

Qi Yu nodded, patted the folds on the hem of his clothes, and walked towards the Treasure Pavilion.

"Who is coming! Back!"

"The ancestor is me! Qi Yu!" Qi Yu saluted respectfully and answered.

"Feather?"

There was a sudden fluctuation in the air, and a figure suddenly appeared in front of Qi Yu.

"Yu'er, what are you doing in the Treasure Pavilion?" the white-haired old man frowned, staring at him and said.

"I'm going to enter the Eight Desolation Pagoda in a few days! I'm the young master of the Holy Mountain, and I can't be compared to others, so I want to go to the Treasure Pavilion to pick a weapon that's handy!" Qi Yu said.

The white-haired old man's brows loosened, and his gaze softened.

"Yu'er, this is your first time entering the Eight Desolation Pagoda. The clan will not ask you to do anything, but just let you go in to learn more! So, don't be nervous!" the white-haired old man comforted.

Qi Yu still shook his head, he raised his head, stared at the person in front of him, and said, "Old Ancestor, Yu'er is different from the young masters of the past! If you want to secure the position of the young master, you must come up with something that everyone in the clan will recognize." Come with strength! Otherwise..."

Qi Yu lowered his head, with a somewhat lonely expression on his face.

How could the white-haired old man not understand what he meant, Qi Yu's father was the only one in the Qi clan who had a concubine, and that concubine had a seed.

If something happened to Qi Yu, the concubine's room would definitely be rectified, and the concubine's family would also turn into a direct descendant.

If Qi Yu's concubine is useless, and the concubine's concubine is useful, Qi Yu may not be able to keep his position as the young master.

The scariest thing in this world is having a choice.

When you change from being the only one to not being the only one, you are already facing the crisis of being abandoned.

(End of this chapter)