Tripod Reverses the Heaven

"Yes, if you want to rescue your little lover, you can only go to Zifu. This is your only choice."

Wu Xutian's face again hung an evil smile and looked like waiting for a good play. He was so angry that he cursed the ancient wind.

This is really an old thing without any formal shape. Lvping is an old-fashioned man who has been married. Why has she become a little lover?

Seeing Gu Feng's gloomy and ugly face, Wu Xutian returned to normal: "go, apologize. As long as you are sincere enough, I believe they will not embarrass you. It's just... The little girl from Zifu, I don't think she will let you go easily. You have to be prepared. "

Last time, in the Forbidden City, the ancient customs can be said to have disgraced the purple house. That day, after the ancient wind left, zixiahan announced in public that she would not marry for life.

Both zixiahan and zilinger hate the ancient style to their bones. Can you still get it this time?

The most important thing is that he asked others to rescue Lvping. Will Zifu agree? On that day, the ancient wind abandoned zixiahan and left the whole purple house. Now it's a little ridiculous to ask others to rescue other women.

It's a bit ironic, but it seems that there is no second way to go.

After a long silence, Gu Feng finally made up his mind.

He stood up and said fiercely, "OK, I'll go. I should always face the wrong things. If they want to kill or scrape, just come! "

"Really? Is that woman really that important to you? "

From a distance, Wu Xutian's voice came again, which made the ancient style look like a meal.

Without looking back, Gu Feng replied, "he is my woman. I have the obligation to rescue him."

When the voice fell, the ancient wind directly crushed the rune and disappeared into the wuliangzong.

After more than ten times in a row, he appeared on the edge of the Forbidden City.

Looking from afar, a huge mountain range appeared at the end of the sky in front, standing in the middle of the clouds and surrounded by layers of white fog, just like a real fairy mountain.

That's where the family of Zifu is located. It's called Ziyun mountain.

After looking at the mountain in front for a long time, the ancient wind began to move. With his soul brand, he condensed a golden brand and went straight to Ziyun mountain.

On the golden sign, there are three words: ancient style, bye.

Out of courtesy, Gu Feng must post first and wait until the other party gives a response before he can go to Ziyun mountain, otherwise it's called Qiang Chuang.

The golden prayer notes floated into Ziyun mountain, causing endless anger and curse on the spot.

"Antique? How dare that boy come? Last time we lost face in the purple mansion. Are you here to laugh at us today? "

"This boy has no good intentions, which makes Miss Xia Han swear not to marry for life. Who went with me to kill him? "

"I'll go!"

"I'll go!

"I'll go too..."

The whole purple mansion was almost fried at this moment. Some young people hate the ancient style to their bones and spontaneously organized a group of people to directly kill the ancient style.

"What? How dare this bastard come? Last time I imprisoned Miss Ben for two years, how dare he come? "

Ziling'er also knew the news and jumped up immediately.

He shouted, "where's my eldest sister? Who will call my eldest sister? Today, I'm going to let the old wind bastard come and go! "

"Hui... Miss Hui, the eldest lady is closing the door and attacking the field of God King!" A servant said cautiously.

"So fast?" On the spot, ziling'er calmed down, gritted her teeth and said coldly, "forget it, elder sister, let's summon people and go to get the bastard, and miss Ben will imprison him for two years. No, I'll imprison him for twenty years! "

On Ziyun mountain, there was a quarrel, but the party knew nothing about the ancient customs.

He stood on a hill outside the Forbidden City, waiting silently.

If he learned the real situation on Ziyun mountain, he didn't know if he would turn around and run away.

Just when the ancient wind was impatient, a series of figures suddenly came in front of him. They all drove the golden rainbow, and in the blink of an eye, they came near the ancient wind.

"It's him. He's the ancient wind. Brothers, kill him and go back to meritorious service!"

The voice fell, and the young man who spoke should be killed first. Immediately, everyone started, and more than 20 people were killed in a swarm towards the ancient wind.

"Huh?"

On the spot, the ancient wind was stupid. It's not scared, but really stupid. Because none of these young people has reached the kingdom of God.

In the eyes of the ancient wind, this is a group of small dregs. Even if he stood still, these people could not help themselves.

Among this group of people, the one with the highest cultivation is really God. Ironically, there are also three or four young people at the virtual God level

"Are you trying to die?"

When a group of people were killed, Gu Feng did not fight back, but released his absolute field on the spot and imprisoned everyone in the same place.

"Ah! No, forget that he has broken through the realm of God King. We... Are not rivals. "

Finally, someone reacted and turned pale with fear.

“……”

The ancient style was speechless on the spot, feeling angry and funny.

This NIMA is out to make fun of. Ten thousand more people like them are not old enough to kill.

"Go back!"

With a burst of drink, the ancient wind shook the group of young people out on the spot.

Cold voice said: "I have something to ask to see the master of Ziyang family. You don't want to spill!"

"Old wind, who do you think you are? You said you could see our master? "

Although far from being the opponent of ancient customs, these young people are not afraid at all, because this is their door. Once the ancient wind dares to be arrogant, the experts in the family will arrive in the blink of an eye.

"Go away, I said, I have something to ask Ziyang family leader. If you delay a major event, you can't afford to suffer."

Being entangled by these people, Gu Feng felt a little angry.

As the saying goes, the king of hell likes to see children difficult to deal with. This is what happened to the ancient customs today. He made enough psychological preparations to be punished by the master of the purple house, but unexpectedly, he was blocked by a group of young people.

"Hum, what a great prestige!"

Just then, a woman's Jiao drank and looked up. The ancient wind called bad luck.

The visitor was the purple ling'er he didn't want to see. There was a large group of people, more than thirty people, who came with her. Among these people, there are eight old men with gray hair. They are all old gods.

"Damn it!" Gu Feng cursed in his heart. Reluctantly, he bowed to Zi ling'er and said, "miss ling'er, let's meet again. Gu Feng is polite!"

A prayer note did not lead to the master Ziyang, but it led to the little devil. The ancient wind can only admit bad luck.