As soon as the sound appeared, the entire sword tomb shook up and down.
Especially Yuhuatian, everyone was stunned. They want to attach themselves to the Sword Burial Sect at all costs, without principles or bottom line, just for such a quota.
Unexpectedly, the Sword Burial Plateau actually came to my door.
At this moment, everyone looked at each other.
Feng Changming's pupils shrank and he looked up into the void.
The man obviously discovered Feng Changming's presence and said, "So Mr. Feng is here too. So that's it. Why did Sword Lady give Jianzhong such a qualification? It turns out it was for Mr. Feng's sake."
As soon as these words came out, everyone in the venue had the same expressions as before, and their eyes were filled with gratitude.
Feng Changming was also slightly startled, but then said: "It's all trivial, why bother."
The man above the void slightly cupped his hands and said nothing, then dropped a sword command and turned around to leave.
This sword command is no bigger than the palm of your hand, but it represents an opportunity to soar into the sky.
Yuhuatian held the sword order in his hand, his eyes filled with excitement.
The next moment, he turned around and looked at Feng Changming: "Thank you, Mr. Feng. I will remember it in my heart at the sword tomb."
Feng Changming smiled and said nothing.
But my heart was very uneasy.
Everyone in the field mistakenly thought that this incident was caused by him, but he knew very well that he did nothing.
Moreover, his status as a talented disciple of the Buried Sword Sect was not enough to give face to the Buried Sword Plateau.
But now everyone in Sword Tomb thinks it was him, and he enjoys the success.
"Looking at the world, only Mr. Feng, a dragon among men, can make the Burial Sword Plateau look sideways. In the whole world, there is only one person in the world who can make the Burial Sword Plateau give face like this. Mr. Feng is the only one." Zhao Ying also spoke quickly. .
"Yes, if Master Feng opens his mouth, even the Sword Burial Plateau will have to give him face. There is no second person in the world."
Wu Jianyang also took advantage of the situation and said.
Even they couldn't believe this sudden scene. Originally, they just thought that the Sword Burial Sect would allocate one of their quotas to give them a sword tomb. But I didn’t expect that Sword Burial Plateau could be given a quota by itself. For a time, they respected Feng Changming even more.
"That's natural. My master's energy is beyond your imagination. But now it depends on the sincerity of your Jianzhong." Feng Changming said.
Everyone understood what it meant and looked at Yuhuatian.
"This is natural." Yuhuatian nodded.
For Feng Changming, he didn't dare to slack off any more.
After all, even the Sword Burial Plateau has to give face to people, how dare they disobey the Sword Tomb.
At this moment, the figure in Yu Hongyi appeared.
Luo Lan also followed closely behind.
Feng Changming's eyes lit up. Looking at Yu Hongyi, who was dressed in red, the evil thoughts in his eyes were uncontrollable.
Especially at this time, Yu Hongyi's eyes were dull, which was completely different from his previous image, and it stimulated his inner possessiveness.
But the expressions on the faces of everyone in Sword Tomb became strange.
Based on their understanding of Yu Hongyi, they would never give in easily. But now Yu Hongyi took the initiative to come, which puzzled them.
"Hong Yi, have you finally figured it out?" Feng Changming said lightly.
Yu Hongyi walked quietly to the field without saying a word.
Feng Changming's face darkened.
"Hongyi, since you are here, please take a seat." Yu Huatian said, but as he said, he added: "Tomorrow you will marry Mr. Feng, so just sit next to Mr. Feng today."
Feng Changming sat down slowly, with a haughty posture, a smile on his lips, and waited for Yu Hongyi.
However, at this moment, Yu Hongyi remained motionless, just standing in the field.
Seeing this, the smile on Feng Changming's face gradually solidified.
"Hong Yi, don't you still know my deep love for you? If it weren't for me, would Sword Burial Plateau come to your Sword Tomb to give you a qualification? I can let go of the past. I hope you won't embarrass me." Feng Changming said lightly.
But his posture is extremely arrogant, as if he is on top of others and arrogant.
Yu Hongyi slowly raised his head and said calmly: "So what?"
"So what? Do you believe it or not, I will make you Sword Tomb lose this qualification with just one word?" Feng Changming's eyes darkened.
He originally thought that Yu Hongyi appeared and was ready to throw herself into her arms, but his current attitude made him secretly angry. Originally, because of the sudden appearance of the people from the Sword Burial Plateau, he was in a good mood, and all the people in the Sword Burial Tomb regarded him as a god.
But Yu Hongyi's indifferent attitude made him feel humiliated.
And this sentence also made the man in the sword tomb suddenly change his expression.
"Yu Hongyi must not be rude. Do you want to make Mr. Feng angry?"
Zhao Ying scolded.
"Hong Yi, you have gone too far. Now in front of Mr. Feng, put away your young lady's temper." This is the second elder Wu Jianyang.
"Yes, senior sister in red, Mr. Feng has been very kind to my sword tomb. How could you act like this? Isn't this going to push the sword tomb into an unkind and unjust place?"
A female voice appeared.
It is Wu Linglong, the granddaughter of the second elder.
But when Wu Linglong spoke at this time, it was neither yin nor yang, as if she had an unknown emotion.
"Junior sister, don't be willful. Master Feng's love for you is your blessing, and it is also the blessing of our sword tomb." This is Su Beichuan.
"Yes, senior sister, you will make Mr. Feng unhappy!"
"Senior sister, don't you always talk about your sword tomb? Now Mr. Feng is helping the sword tomb. Mr. Feng is very considerate of you."
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Countless voices appeared, all of them scolding Yu Hongyi.
"Hongyi, don't be willful. Mr. Feng has done a great favor to me at the Sword Tomb. Don't make Mr. Feng unhappy." Yu Huatian finally spoke.
Yu Hongyi's eyes were indifferent.
Only at the last moment, after hearing Yu Huatian's voice, he suddenly looked up.
"Is this my value in your eyes? Are you going to let me die for Sword Tomb and you won't even consider it?" Yu Hongyi asked back.
Yu Huatian's face darkened and his voice lowered: "Don't be ridiculous, please make amends to Mr. Feng."
While speaking, Yu Huatian released his aura, as if he wanted to use force to make Yu Hongyi surrender.
But at this moment, Yu Hongyi smiled.
"Is this what all of you are thinking about?" Yu Hongyi asked back, her eyes filled with strangeness and disappointment.
Once upon a time, she relied on the Sword Tomb.
But she didn't expect that the sword tomb would now cut off her only escape route.
Taking a step back is an abyss.
Feng Changming's eyes narrowed and he looked in front of him with coldness in his eyes.
"This is the attitude your Sword Tomb should have. Because of me, the Sword Burial Plateau will give you such an honor. If it weren't for me, your Sword Tomb would surely perish, let alone enter the Sword Burial Plateau. You can climb up I am the opportunity you asked for, but you still dare to show your face in front of me, do you really think that I have no temper?" Feng Changming suddenly stood up and wanted to flick his long sleeves to let out the coldness.
The people of the Buried Sword Sect drew their swords and even a sword king came to Feng Changming's side.
The atmosphere suddenly became tense.
The people in Jianzhong were even more anxious. The joy on their faces disappeared in this moment, and some were just terrified.
