Land Sword Immortal's Sword Pavilion has guarded the sword for eighty years

Hearing the sound that appeared out of thin air, Meng Fan's eyelids suddenly jumped, and his expression also changed suddenly.

The pupils shrank in an instant!

Because before he heard the sound, he didn't even feel that there was anyone outside.

this……

A little scary!

With his current strength, even a monk in the realm of becoming gods would not be able to appear quietly just a wall away from him.

The most important thing is, listening to the content of these words, it seems that this person is the third prince of the Gale Dynasty?

That is the current King Yuan!

Theoretically speaking, it is impossible for the dynasty in the Northern Territory to have the realm of god transformation, let alone someone in the royal family who has achieved god transformation.

And if Meng Fan guessed correctly, this Yuan Wang was not just a simple god, at least not as simple as an ordinary god.

“It’s Feng Wuji, the third prince of the Gale Dynasty and the current King Yuan.

But Brother Meng, you don’t have to worry. As far as I know, King Yuan is a waste, a weak scholar with no cultivation at all, that’s why he is in such a miserable state in the royal family.

I am a victim of the Dalong Dynasty, and he is also a victim of the Gale Dynasty. "

Yang Yuqi said calmly, not taking Yuan Wang Feng Wuji seriously at all.

Meng Fan ignored Yang Yuqi's words.

Not even the slightest bit of cultivation?

A weak scholar?

This Yang Yuqi is really blind. After all, he is also a monk in the realm of condensation. How can a weak scholar with no cultivation at all appear calmly outside the door separated by a wall?

Maybe this was just simple inertial thinking. She had always had this impression of Feng Wuji, so she didn't think much about it.

But in any case, this proves that Yang Yuqi is not rigorous enough and can ignore such obvious details.

"Now that you're here, why bother eavesdropping outside the door? Wouldn't it be better to be aboveboard?" Meng Fan turned around and said to the door with a serious face.

After a few breaths, the door opened, and a young man in a white gown stepped through the door and walked in.

Shengxue in white is indeed very elegant and has the spirit of a scholar.

If Meng Fan hadn't noticed that detail in advance, he might have thought like Yang Yuqi that this man was just a "weak scholar."

"Your Excellency is so rude. This Yang Yuqi is my king's wife. Isn't it a bit unreasonable to take her away just as your Excellency said?" Feng Wuji, dressed in white, said to Meng Fan calmly.

This kind of calmness actually made Yang Yuqi's face reveal a hint of surprise.

After all, when a mortal like Senior Brother Meng, a monk with a terrifying cultivation level, would feel like he was standing on a high mountain, he would tremble and feel instinctive fear.

But Feng Wuji didn't have this fear of Senior Brother Meng at the moment, so Yang Yuqi instinctively felt strange.

"Your wife? You should know very well how your wife came to be. The person standing in front of you at this moment is not the wife of King Yuan of your Gale Dynasty, but a disciple of my Shushan Sword Sect!"

Meng Fan looked at Feng Wuji coldly and asked aggressively: "If you stop me, do you want to make an enemy of the Shushan Sword Sect?"

During this time following the leader, he also learned to use his power to overwhelm others.

Especially the Baihua Sect and his party saw the ancestor of Rose giving in step by step in the face of the leader, and they deeply understood the importance of power.

No matter what Feng Wuji's background is or what his cultivation level is, no matter how strong he is, he can't be stronger than Ancestor Rose.

Even Patriarch Rose didn't dare to be an enemy of the Shushan Sword Sect. Meng Fan really didn't believe that Feng Wuji, who had appeared out of nowhere, dared to be an enemy of the Shushan Sword Sect.

Yang Yuqi on the side looked a little strange and confused after hearing Meng Fan's words.

She didn't understand why Senior Brother Meng and this Feng Wuji were wasting so much talk?

Can't we just leave directly?

Could it be that Feng Wuji still has the ability to stop him?

"Senior Brother Meng, why are you talking to him so much? He is just a small secular prince, and he is a down-and-out powerless prince. You don't need to pay attention to him at all." Yang Yuqi said to Meng Fan, she is serious I don't understand, even my tone is full of doubts.

Meng Fan still ignored this stupid woman and stared at Feng Wuji with burning eyes.

To be honest, this seemingly weak and elegant scholar actually gave him a lot of pressure. He even felt that if there was a fight, he might not be the opponent of this weak scholar.

This feeling is actually quite outrageous, and can even be said to be exaggerated.

Because Meng Fan's current strength is no weaker than that of a monk in the realm of god transformation.

And this Feng Wuji was just a prince in a dynasty in the secular world, and a down-and-out prince at that.

This contrast is extremely sharp, which means that an elder from Shushan is no match for a prince from a secular dynasty.

But Meng Fan believed in his intuition and was inseparable!

The identity of Feng Wuji was definitely very strange. Meng Fan was already sure of this. He was definitely not as simple as a prince from a secular dynasty.

"It is true that Yang Yuqi is a disciple of your Shushan Sword Sect, but it is also true that she is also my wife.

If you want to take away my wife, you naturally need my permission. Otherwise, how will I deal with myself? "

Feng Wuji looked at Meng Fan calmly. At this time, even Yang Yuqi, who had always thought that he was a weak scholar, noticed something unusual.

She just has a bit of habitual thinking, it doesn't mean she is really stupid, really stupid!

Feng Wuji's performance was completely beyond the reaction that an ordinary person should have.

Meng Fan stood in front of Yang Yuqi and did not give Yang Yuqi any time to think. He said coldly to Feng Wuji: "So, you are determined to stop me? Are you determined to fight with the Shushan Sword Sect? enemy?"

Yang Yuqi, who was behind Meng Fan, felt that Feng Wuji was a little abnormal, but at this time, he felt that he, Senior Brother Meng, was even more abnormal.

Even if Feng Wuji is a genius who pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger, and his cultivation level can be astonishing, but Potian cannot be compared to "the enemy of the Shushan Sword Sect".

Really unworthy, not even the entire Gale Dynasty combined.

"Do you want to go with him?" Feng Wuji ignored Meng Fan's words, but took a few steps and asked Yang Yuqi behind Meng Fan.

"Not bad." Yang Yuqi said to Feng Wuji simply and neatly, without any sloppiness.

She had no feelings for Feng Wuji in the first place, she was just forced to marry into the Dafeng Dynasty.

Feng Wuji looked at Yang Yuqi expressionlessly, and said in a similarly emotionless tone: "Isn't this king treating you badly?

Although you are only my side concubine, the main concubine has passed away long ago, so you are actually no different from the main concubine.

These days, you are unfamiliar with me, and I am afraid that you will be dissatisfied, so I have never touched you in the slightest.

Whatever you need, I will give it to you without any hesitation.

I thought that you could be in love with me for a long time, but now it seems that I am in love myself. "