Chapter 1306, Tempered Tiger Head Stick
Before Lu Feng took a few steps, he was stopped by a middle-aged man.
Looking at the appearance of the middle-aged man, wearing a dark golden tiger pattern armor, he looked very tough.
The man held a chest-high long stick in his hand, with the tip shaped like a tiger's head. It looked very heavy and domineering.
"Were they the two people you killed?"
Lu Feng looked at the middle-aged man warily. Judging from the traces of the battle at the scene, the two Qin family guards probably died under the long stick in his hand.
To be able to easily kill two Heavenly Soul Realm soul masters with one stick, the strength of the people in front of them is probably unimaginable.
In terms of the faint aura alone, it is even worse than the old monster with a long tongue.
"Are you in the same group?"
The man stared directly at Lu Feng with cold eyes. His face with a short round beard showed no expression other than determination and coldness. He gave the impression that he was a killing machine without any emotions.
Even, he didn't even bother to say a word that was unnecessary.
Seeing the man's misunderstanding, Lu Feng quickly explained: "I'm here to look for Yun'er."
"Yun'er!" The man was suddenly startled, and then a flash of evil aura flashed across his cold face. He suddenly tightened his grip on the long stick in his hand, and was about to swing it at Lu Feng.
"Senior, please have mercy~"
Jiang Ruoyun's nervous voice came from afar.
Seeing Jiang Ruoyun appear, the man calmed down and stood aside obediently.
"Senior~" Jiang Ruoyun approached and said respectfully, "Thank you for what happened today, Mr. Changhen."
The man hesitated for a moment with a sullen face. Hearing the obvious meaning of separation in Jiang Ruoyun's words, he stopped lingering.
Before leaving, he glared at Lu Feng with a cold and stern look, full of warning.
This made Lu Feng feel even more concerned, and asked anxiously: "Yun'er~ Who is he? Who is the Young Master of Everlasting Hatred you mentioned?"
Jiang Ruoyun suddenly lost his temper and did not respond. Instead, he pursed his lips and said displeasedly: "Brother Xu Feng, what kind of support do you have, don't you allow Yun'er to find a son who will always hate you?"
"Yun'er~" Lu Feng said aggrievedly and helplessly: "I acted out of authority and had no choice. Please listen to my explanation."
Jiang Ruoyun put his hands on his hips, looking playful as if he wanted to see what you could explain.
After hearing Lu Feng's explanation that the soul sea was held hostage by Lin Wanxia, the mandarin duck formation between the two became Lu Feng's concern.
Jiang Ruoyun's expression couldn't help but become very complicated.
After being silent for a long time, he suddenly spoke decisively: "Brother Feng~ How about we solve the combined formation? Yun'er doesn't want to drag you down."
Lu Feng smiled gently, "Silly girl, how can that be a drag? I believe Brother Feng will be able to handle the Lin family's affairs in a while."
Seeing that Jiang Ruoyun was still worried, Lu Feng asked: "Brother Feng has finished explaining, Yun'er, aren't you going to explain to me?"
"What's the explanation?" Jiang Ruoyun was stunned for a moment, then reacted blankly: "Who are you talking about just now? I have only met him once. He is the subordinate of Young Master Changhen, the gold-tempered tiger head stick - Wang Chonghu."
"Twenty-seven on the black list, gold-tempered tiger head stick!?"
Lu Feng was suddenly shocked. In addition to being surprised by the identity of the middle-aged man, he was even more surprised that such a person was actually just a subordinate of the Ever-Grudge Master?
How terrible should the identity of the Ever-Hateful Young Master be?
Jiang Ruoyun looked at the shock on Lu Feng's face and sighed: "Don't ask me who Mr. Changhen is, Yun'er doesn't know either."
"You really don't know?" Lu Feng asked out of curiosity: "Why does a person who doesn't even know his specific identity want to protect you again and again?"
"You don't believe me?" A flash of displeasure flashed across Jiang Ruoyun's face.
Lu Feng continued: "I believe in Yun'er. Brother Feng is not thinking about it. If he comes to compete with me to compete with Yun'er, he should be prepared in advance."
"Don't worry, he won't."
Jiang Ruoyun seemed very confident about this.
Red Scorpion stood aside and asked during a break: "Did Qin Tianliang die when you came?"
Lu Feng shook his head and said: "The Qin family has a powerful pharmacist who cured him of the poison caused by the fine needle, but he has contracted the disease of detachment. In the next period of time, it will be difficult to gather and mobilize the spiritual energy. It will be like this Even if you are a useless person, you can be considered as having received your retribution.”
"Spiritual disease?" Red Scorpion was shocked.
Seeing this, Lu Feng couldn't help but become more convinced that he had suspected earlier that Qin Tianliang's despiritual disease really had nothing to do with Jiang Ruoyun and the other two.
Jiang Ruoyun thought about it and said, "I remember, before you took action, Sister Hong, Qin Tianhao seemed to be in great pain. At that time... it seemed that it was because of eating that rabbit snack."
Red Scorpion said with a slight regret: "I didn't expect that even this could not kill him. His life is really tough."
Jiang Ruoyun said: "With the disease of detachment and our 'Yuan-lowering Poison', even if he saves his life this time, he will definitely be damaged in that regard. It will never be possible for women to be harmed in the future, so for the sake of the sisters." Revenge was taken.”
Red Scorpion nodded secretly, "That's fine, it's an advantage for him."
"Yun'er~" Lu Feng asked gently: "I wonder what your plans are next? Do you want to go back to Sword Sect with me?"
Jiang Ruoyun said without thinking: "We have to return to Qing Tomb to recover. In addition, I have some important things to ask the master."
Lu Feng was stunned. He had originally thought of inviting Jiang Ruoyun to attend the Qingshan Sword Sect's founding ceremony to announce his identity as his real wife. However, seeing this, he had to temporarily withdraw his thoughts.
Because he was on the road, Lu Feng escorted the two of them to a fork a few miles away from Qing Tomb, and then reluctantly left.
But the path he followed was not the Qingshan Sword Sect, but the Bottle Spirit Sect.
Since Yun Buran had given him the fortune from the ancient tomb at the bottom of the abyss, he just took advantage of this trip to seek help from Sikong Tong.
The location of the Pingling Sect is somewhat similar to that of the Qingxiu Zen Sect. It is also hidden in the deep mountains and jungles, and is very remote.
Lu Feng recalled the scene before the separation in the Dongyuan Mountains, and inadvertently arrived at the location of the Bottle Spirit Sect.
"stop!"
Two guards stopped him sharply.
Before Lu Feng could tell himself his identity, one of the guards said: "Our sect is undergoing internal rest and we will not be hosting guests for the time being. Your Excellency, please come back."
Lu Feng was stunned, secretly thinking that it was because Sikong Tong was ordered to come back as the leader of the sect, and he immediately took out the peach wood hairpin with the word "tong" engraved on it from the unicorn ring.
"If you say you won't entertain guests, nothing you take will be of any use."
The guard scolded him unceremoniously.
Lu Feng said bluntly: "This is a token given by the new master of your sect."
The guard was about to say something when he was suddenly stopped by another guard.
"Your Excellency, just a moment later."
The guard took the peach wood hairpin and walked towards the sect with a complicated expression.
Lu Feng stood outside the mountain gate and waited for half an hour before being summoned to come inside. During this period, he took the opportunity to ask another guard about the recent changes in the Pingling Sect and the current situation of Wu Ying and Sikong Tong.
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But the guard's posture was full of caution, and he didn't want to respond at all.
This made Lu Feng feel a sense of inexplicable disobedience, thinking that if Sikong Tong really became the leader of a sect, his ability to control his subordinates would be really inferior.
After successfully arriving at Pingling Sect, Lu Feng thought he would successfully meet Sikong Tong.
But he didn't expect that he was just taken to the reception hall and received by a middle-aged man who claimed to be the 'Second Master' of the Pingling Sect.
"What do you need to see our master?"
The middle-aged man looked at Lu Feng coldly with a questioning look.
This made Lu Feng instinctively feel a little uncomfortable, but looking at Sikong Tong's face, he still responded to his intention.
When the middle-aged man heard that it was about an ancient tomb, and that he came to seek help from his sect, his attitude suddenly became friendly.
He said earnestly: "How many people do you need to accompany you to visit the tomb? I will help you find suitable people. They will all be the best in the sect."
Lu Feng looked suspicious, "Can you allow me to meet my superior, Sect Master Kong?"
The middle-aged man's face darkened, and he understood that Lu Feng had doubts in his heart and did not want to tell him directly.
After hesitating for a while, he said: "Your Excellency, please wait for a moment."
Lu Feng looked at the man's leaving figure with a bit of confusion on his face.
Ordinarily, this time he asked for an audience with a token such as a peach wood hairpin. If Sikong Tong was able to see him, he should not send an outsider whom he had never met to receive him.
Even if Sikong Tong becomes the sect leader himself and has some airs, and it is inconvenient to meet each other due to etiquette, it would be more appropriate to at least let Rong Wenxuan and others who had met in the secret realm of Jian Chi treat each other.
Or was it that the peach wood hairpin was not delivered to Sikong Tong at all?
While Lu Feng was thinking, he suddenly saw the middle-aged man leading several guards to carry several screens and isolate them in the reception hall.
Forehead……
Lu Feng couldn't help but feel dumb when he saw this scene.
Sikong Tong has really become the leader of the sect and has full airs?
After all, we have had an experience of living together and dying together, which can be regarded as an acquaintance, but we don’t even plan to meet in person?
For a moment, Lu Feng couldn't help but feel a little sour and regretful. If he had known he would be treated like this, he would not have come here to receive such a cold face.
Sikong Tong's figure slowly appeared behind the screens.
Lu Feng asked tentatively: "We say goodbye to the Dongyuan Mountains. Is everything going well?"
"Everything goes smoothly if you have trouble and care."
Sikong Tong's cold and leisurely voice came from behind the screen, with a faint sense of weakness and exhaustion.
Lu Feng was about to ask about Wu Ying again, but was interrupted by the middle-aged man from before.
"I have also met your sect leader. Can we discuss the matter of the Dipin Tomb Realm?"
When Lu Feng saw that Sikong Tong had come down safely, his previous doubts couldn't help but dissipate. He thought that even if he came, he would be a disciple of the Ping Ling Sect and share in the good fortune.
Immediately, we started to discuss matters related to entering the ancient tomb of the abyss.
During this period, Lu Feng faintly noticed that Sikong Tong seemed to want to speak, but was interrupted by the middle-aged man's sudden cough.
Although Lu Feng was briefly concerned about this, he felt that Sikong Tong's aura was stable and he was not threatened by the acupuncture, so he didn't take it too seriously at the moment.
