The Dragon from Hell

As soon as this voice appeared on the noisy street, the originally noisy street instantly became quiet.

It was not that this voice was so heavenly, but the owner of the voice had a deep cultivation, and his powerful aura came with the voice.

It was obviously a gentle voice, but it could calm everyone present in an instant.

Even Qin Feng felt a shock after hearing this voice.

Although he was not shocked, he couldn't help but look back at the owner of the voice.

I saw that the end of the noisy long street was crowded with people watching the excitement, and I couldn't see who the owner of the voice was.

But it seemed that someone was walking towards this side behind the people, and the people who were originally crowded together to watch the excitement gradually separated, making way for the people behind.

Everyone looked at a man walking from the end of the long street, tall and handsome, holding a feather fan in his hand. He looked only in his twenties, but his temperament was calm and steady at his age.

The man's long hair was tied up with a crown of jade, and he was wearing a black and gold long gown made of luxurious material.

He had sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, a straight nose, and a smile on his lips.

He had no weapons on him, only a flute on his waist.

When he came over, Qin Feng was sure that he had never seen this person before, but he felt that this person was very familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere.

To be precise, it was this person's appearance that made him feel very familiar.

Before he could recall the appearance of this person, Sang Cancan, who was originally furious, suddenly smiled: "Brother Zisheng!"

After saying that, Sang Cancan had already walked quickly towards the man.

"Brother Zisheng, why are you back?"

Sang Cancan's eyes were full of surprise, as if she didn't expect the person in front of her to suddenly appear in Wuxiang Sect.

Unlike when she faced Feng Xing, Sang Cancan's eyes were not full of admiration when facing the man in front of her, but more of admiration.

At this time, Gongsun Miao leaned close to Qin Feng's ear and whispered, "This is the eldest son of the sect master, An Zisheng."

No wonder Qin Feng felt that this person looked familiar.

"Originally, An Zisheng was the eldest senior brother of Fengling Mountain and the well-deserved successor of our Wuxiang Sect. But since that incident, he broke up with the sect master and left Wuxiang Sect."

Qin Feng was a little surprised that Gongsun Miao knew so much.

The "that incident" he mentioned was naturally the matter that Zhong Mengran's mother had brought, but Gongsun Miao should not have entered the mountain gate at that time, so how could he recognize An Zisheng? And it seems that Sang Cancan has a good relationship with him.

Gongsun Miao seemed to have guessed Qin Feng's thoughts and curled his lips: "You don't know this, right? Before this young master An came down the mountain, he was one of the best young geniuses in our Wuxiang Sect."

"Compared to him, Feng Xing's talent is poor."

"Although I have never seen him in person, none of our teaching elders like to mention him, and his skills in the Immortal Gate Conference were recorded by the photo stone for us to watch repeatedly as a reference."

"Of course, you haven't taken a few classes yet, so it's normal that you don't know these."

Donggong Ya added: "Although Sang Cancan has just become an inner disciple, she also grew up in the sect. Because her sister and An Zisheng have a close relationship, they are both orphans, so when her sister went up the mountain, she specifically asked the sect master to bring her up."

Qin Feng had heard other people mention Sang Cancan's sister before, but the other party seemed to be no longer alive.

Hearing Donggong Ya's words, Qin Feng thought that she must also be an amazing genius, otherwise how could a place like Xianmen, with strict rules, allow her to take her sister to the mountain to practice?

But now is not the time to gossip about these things. Sang Cancan said something to An Zisheng, and the two walked towards this side.

It seems that with An Zisheng by her side, Sang Cancan suddenly feels refreshed, even more proud than when Feng Xing was by her side.

"Brother Zisheng, it's them!"

"As a disciple of our sect, not only did you bring outsiders up the mountain without permission, but that wild girl bumped into me and almost damaged the book I sent to my master, and she refused to apologize."

"Brother Zisheng, this book was sent down by my master for repair three months ago. It is very precious and now it is a unique copy. If it is damaged, it will be a huge loss!"

"You have to make the decision for me."

Although Sang Cancan is more than a hundred years old, she still pulls on An Zisheng's sleeves and acts like a little girl who is ignorant of the world.

But An Zisheng smiled and looked at her like a brother who dotes on his sister: "You, you are the only one who has a lot of reason."

Although he said so, An Zisheng came over and did not even look at other people. He smiled and looked at Xuanyue: "Come here and apologize to Cancan, and let this matter go. "

From beginning to end, he did not ask about the facts, and he did not even know who Xuanyue was, and he gave the order directly.

His words and expression were obviously very gentle, like a modest gentleman who was well-versed in poetry and self-discipline, but the words he said were hard to refuse, with a domineering aura and a little spiritual power.

With Xuanyue's temper, it was impossible for her to apologize like this, but after An Zisheng's voice fell, she was stunned, her eyes were dull for a moment, and she slowly walked towards Sang Cancan.

Seeing her coming, Sang Cancan stared at her vigilantly: "What are you going to do? I tell you, Brother Zisheng is not an ordinary person. If you dare to act wild in front of her, I promise to make you pay for it! "

Others were also surprised. Donggong Ya even pulled her: "A Yue..."

During this time, An Zisheng was always looking at Xuanyue with a smile, without any other movements.

Xuanyue broke away from Donggong Ya and walked to Sang Cancan. Just as she bent her knees and was about to kneel down, a hand pressed on her shoulder: "It's not your fault, no need to apologize."

After Qin Feng finished speaking, Xuanyue, who was originally dazed, trembled for a moment, and then her eyes became clear, and she suddenly raised her head and looked at Sang Cancan in front of her.

"What happened to me just now?"

Even Sang Cancan didn't understand what tricks this wild girl was playing.

She hid beside An Zisheng vigilantly: "What the hell are you doing? Do you want to sneak attack in front of Brother Zisheng!"

Qin Feng didn't bother to care about her, pulled Xuanyue behind him, and looked up at An Zisheng in front of him: "She is just a child, there is no need to do this, right? Doing so is not in line with the rules of the immortal sect. "

An Zisheng seemed a little surprised. He smiled and raised his eyebrows slightly to look at the man in front of him.

When he touched the white hair on his head, he was even more surprised: "Oh? Fan Gu?"