Fish swimming around the world

However, there was a third wave. There was only one person in this wave, and he was lying on the Luoxing Reef with his legs crossed and drinking.

This man was a wretched-looking old man. He was chattering while drinking: "I just want to keep quiet when I go out with you. I don't know if Xu Fu, the junior, has lost my reputation..."

The heavy rain has just stopped, and tonight is a night with a bright moon in the sky. Under the soft and bright moonlight, the fighting on the island is in full swing. It has been almost a cup of tea since the war started. They all have a real fire, but in the end no one can tell. Win or lose.

Suddenly, a long roar came, and a pair of fiery red wings suddenly appeared in the dark night sky. A streak of flames streaked across the sky and dived towards the island.

As fast as light.

"Kill me!" The Hanged Man yelled. He knew that Feng Chen couldn't bear his temper anymore and wanted to entangle Qilao no matter what, giving him a chance to capture Jiang Fan.

Of course, the Feng family understood this and immediately attacked Qilao like crazy. And the thirty-six venerables tried their best to send their true energy to the formation, and the Nantian Killing Formation erupted with unprecedentedly bright formation patterns.

But at this moment, Feng Chen had already rushed towards the flaming red wings of true energy, and reached out to grab the tent that was shaking inexplicably: "Get up!"

His roar was full of anger, and for some reason, he became angry when he remembered the news from Xingluowei about the shaking of the tent a few days ago.

What's going on inside?

There's a raging fight outside, didn't you hear it? What are you doing?

As the Saint of the Six Changes, Fengchen was no longer at the level of a warrior who could only cross the void in the air. He could stay in the air for a short period of time. He had been staring at the tent in mid-air just now. Why was it shaking? He was shaking with rage in his heart.

Grabbing it and taking it inside, you can immediately see the scenery at a glance.

In mid-air, Fengchen was also stunned for a few seconds.

There was nothing like that as imagined, just a man and a woman sitting on the floor. The man was very quiet, his head lowered and motionless. The woman's clothes were a little messy, her right arm was wrapped around the man's neck, a knife as thin as a cicada's wing was pressed against the man's throat, one hand was combing the scattered black hair, and there was a bit of ridicule on her charming and fox-like face. .

Everyone saw this scene, and as the woman let out a lazy smile: "Everyone, please stop——"

The hanged man was overjoyed when he saw it, and quickly shouted: "Stop them!"

Immediately, Fengchen's people isolated the woman and the six elders. The chaotic scene suddenly stopped with the appearance of Mengchanjuan, but both sides were very alert.

The people on Jiang Fan's side seemed very angry and wanted to rush over, but they didn't dare to act rashly.

Seeing this, the woman waved the knife in her hand: "Be careful, your prince is very weak."

The majestic man with a black cloth turban roared angrily: "Mengchanjuan! What are you going to do!"

Meng Chanjuan chuckled: "What are you doing? It's obvious that I'm holding your prince hostage."

The man was confused and angry: "My prince treats you very well, why is this so?"

"Hehe, treat me well. Indeed, as a fisherman in the world, Jiang Xiaoyao, Meng Chanjuan should be honored."

"Meng Chanjuan, you are a member of Bliss. Bliss is in my prince's fiefdom. Are you not afraid of the prince's army or the wrath of the empress? Bliss will bring disaster because of you!"

Meng Chanjuan looked indifferent: "What's important? This matter has nothing to do with Bliss. It's just that I want to use your prince to achieve some personal goals. Of course, you have to bear your grudge against Bliss."

"you!"

Feng Chen also landed from mid-air with a surprised look on his face. Just as he was about to walk over, he saw an unattractive little old man lowering his head in front of him.

Fengchen was stunned for a moment, and the next moment he felt a sense of danger. This old man actually gave him a sense of danger that exceeded that of a fisherman.

"Presumptuous!" Someone in Fengchen's camp yelled angrily. He waved his sword and wanted to take action, but was stopped by Meng Chanjuan: "Can you all stop? You all want Jiang Fan, but he is in my hands. Shouldn't you Listen to me?"

Feng Chen originally frowned and wanted to take action, but he couldn't help but stop when he heard this, but his eyes became extremely unhappy: "Mengchanjuan - pay attention to your identity!"

Meng Chanjuan chuckled: "Oh? Identity? Chanjuan is the Thirteenth Hairpin of Paradise. What should you pay attention to in the world? But you, this young master, is so talented. I must be... the contemporary young master of the Feng family as they call him. , Fengchen."

Feng Chen's eyes moved slightly when he heard this, but he didn't even scold him.

The Hanged Ghost took a step forward, but was stopped by the fisherman's explosive momentum.

The Hanged Man did not dare to look down on this unfathomable strong man at all, so he had to stop and chuckled sinisterly: "Miss Meng, leave Jiang Fan to us. Whatever you want, just ask!"

Meng Chanjuan looked at him: "Can you represent me?"

The hanged ghost looked back at Feng Chen, and seeing that his expression did not change, he immediately said, "Just say it."

Mengchanjuan smiled sweetly and stood up, "You must verify your identity first. You should first check whether this is the person you want..."

As he spoke, he raised the man's head with his other hand.

Although the man's eyes were slightly closed, he was none other than Xiaoyao Wang Jiangfan. However, at this moment, his acupuncture points should be blocked and unable to move.

On the small island in the distance, someone put down his telescope and looked surprised: "This...Jiang Fan was captured alive?"

"What? Can you see clearly?"

"With the light of lightning, I can vaguely see it, but I'm not sure..."

"Would you like to go and investigate?"

The man pondered for a moment: "Gather people..."

At this moment, the masked man was angrily scolding Meng Chanjuan.

"If there is any harm to my king, Great Qin will definitely destroy Bliss!"

"Don't worry, he's fine, he just got hit by my unique method. I advise you not to act rashly. I'm sure you've all heard of Mingyue Tower's Soul-Lossing Attraction. It's not just a means of seduction."

She smiled like a flower, but her eyes were a little bit vicious and cold, making people dare not ignore her words.

The hanged ghost said: "Leave him to me, just make the conditions."

Meng Chanjuan's lips curled up: "You, an old thing like a hanged ghost, are not the one who can make the decision. It's rare to meet the current young master of the Feng family. Chanjuan would like to ask Mr. Feng to come and talk about it, how about it?"

Feng Chen snorted coldly: "Go ahead."

Meng Chanjuan threw out a letter with her slender hand: "The conditions are here. If Mr. Feng agrees, please sign and seal it."

Feng Chen held the secret letter in his hand, and he knew what she meant without having to guess. A trace of coldness flashed across his handsome face.

But in front of so many people, he still slowly unfolded the letter. When he saw it, his brows immediately frowned, "Meng Chanjuan, have you ever thought about the consequences of doing this?"

Meng Chanjuan said indifferently: "The conditions are so simple. You should know who Mr. Feng really wants, and this person is very important. I wonder what Mr. Feng will choose?"

Feng Chen's arrogant face became uncertain: "You are... ignoring the thousand-year-old Feng family..."