Chapter 1241: Is he here?

Feng Hai's eyes flashed with slightest gaze and immediately followed before. Behind him, the other six elders of Wuji Sect also became confused and followed behind.

With this move, the Wuji Sect members behind them also moved forward. Hundreds of people turned into long rainbows whistling, which immediately attracted the attention of all the monks on the platform here!

All kinds of speculations suddenly spread, and some impatient people simply flew out and headed straight to the north. As a result, some people took the lead and more monks flew to follow.

Suddenly, the sect master suddenly became confused. The two fourth-level star monks fighting on the platform were originally fighting for life and death, but at this moment they looked at each other and smiled bitterly, looking at the north.

Further away, the more than ten Taoist rainbows that were galloping quickly approached at this moment. An old man with red hair was at the front, emitting the cultivation level of shattering nirvana. He was following more than ten old men, and his cultivation level was not weak.

As the old man with red hair saw the chaos of tens of thousands of monks around the platform at a glance. He couldn't help but frown and shouted: "No air!"

As soon as these two words were spoken, they suddenly turned into a rumble of thunder and rumbled. Some monks who had just flew up suddenly trembled and their whole body immediately fell to the ground.

The sound dissipated, shaking the earth, and even formed a wave of sound, pushing wildly towards the surroundings, but immediately shocked the chaos here and made the surroundings quiet immediately.

Frowning, the red-haired old man saw Li Qianmei's figure at a glance. His body shook and he rushed there immediately with more than a dozen old men in deep.

Li Qianmei galloped all the way, alarming Wuji Sect and the many monks around her, heading straight to the northern Guiyuan Sect where she was. Almost instantly, she approached, fell down, stepped on the earth, and swept forward with her eyes.

Lu Yingjie's eyes were even more happy. Before, he only saw Li Qianmei appearing. The distance was too far, and he did not dare to dissipate his spiritual sense, so he did not hear the three words Guiyuan Sect mentioned by Li Qianmei. At this moment, he took a deep breath, and a gentle smile appeared on his face while holding his fists. As Li Qianmei approached, he said loudly: "Miss Li, I've been together for a hundred years, but still remember Mr. Lu?"

Zhao Long, who was in the seventh-level search of Luan Sect, also showed respect, clasped his fists and signaled, and smiled: "It turns out that Fellow Daoist Li and Yingjie met. Zhao Long, who was in the seventh-level search of Luan Sect, had met Fellow Daoist Li."

The words of the two of them immediately surprised everyone around them. Obviously, no one expected that the one who made the proud daughter Li Qianmei come so quickly that day was actually this Lu Yingjie!

"This is rumored that Lu Yingjie is romantic. Unexpectedly, even Li Qianmei from Potian Sect met him, and even came to Wuji Sect for him."

"If this matter is true, this Immortal Yin Sect has become famous before the competition has been contested. Unexpectedly, Unexpectedly!"

"I just don't know why this Lu Yingjie won the favor of Li Qianmei, which is puzzled."

Even the Wuji Sect who came with Li Qianmei looked at Lu Yingjie, but Feng Hai and others frowned. They heard Li Qianmei ask Guiyuan Sect with their own ears, but the appearance of Lu Yingjie made them even more confused.

Being noticed by everyone, Lu Yingjie's face smiled even more. He walked forward a few steps and was about to reminisce about Li Qianmei who had just fallen.

The moment when Li Qianmei heard Lu Yingjie say the word "Lu Mou", her eyes paused on him and frowned. At the moment when Lu Yingjie walked, she swept her coldly past him.

She fought with the beast tide for a hundred years at the edge of the crack. At this moment, she left the battlefield without stopping. She naturally had a killing on her body. After a sweep, she immediately made Lu Yingjie feel cold and couldn't help but stop. The smile on her face suddenly stiffened, but she quickly returned to normal. She clasped her fists and said, "After a hundred years of farewell, Miss Li is still heroic..."

However, before Lu Yingjie finished speaking, Li Qianmei walked directly past him without stopping, causing Lu Yingjie to froze there and swallow his words.

Not only him, but also Zhao Long beside him had a smile on his face, but his smile couldn't help but freeze.

This sudden scene suddenly made the monks around him look at each other, and compared with the surprise just now, there was a reverse contrast. Even the monks around him were faintly mocking.

Li Qianmei didn't even look at Lu Yingjie. After walking past, she went straight to where everyone in Guiyuan Sect was. When she approached, her eyes swept and landed on Lu Yanfei.

Lu Yanfei wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, as if she had wiped away the bitterness on her body, and looked at Li Qianmei.

Li Qianmei was silent, bit her lower lip, and after a long time, she whispered: "He, is he here..."

As soon as this statement was made, it was clearly heard into the ears of the monks around him, and it was immediately in an uproar. Obviously, everyone was guessing who it was!

Even the people from Wuji Sect were the same. Feng Hai's eyes flashed, and the doubts in his heart gradually came to an answer. At this moment, the red-haired old man approached with more than a dozen Wuji Sect cultivators. After seeing this scene, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes. He looked at each other with Feng Hai, and they each had their own thoughts.

When Lu Yingjie heard this sentence, with his concentration, his face changed at this moment. No one who experienced the scene before him was difficult to calm down at this moment. His expression was extremely ugly, but there was a hint of badness.

Zhao Long beside him changed his expression instantly. Unlike Lu Yingjie, his eyes were as lightning as lightning, and he looked directly at Lu Yuncong. After Lu Yuncong noticed it, he showed a sneer on his face, and there was no slight sarcasm.

Zhao Long's heart suddenly skipped a beat, and he felt vaguely that the mysterious person named Lu Yun's mouth before seemed... not as simple as he thought!

Lu Yanfei was silent, and after a while, she shook her head. Although she had never seen Li Qianmei, the person she said in her words knew who she was talking about.

"Have you come..." Li Qianmei sighed lightly, raised her head and looked at the sky, her expression exuding a hint of melancholy, and her blue hair was slowly blown by the wind, and at this moment it seemed that she also contained the meaning of a mola.

"In a hundred years, there has never been any news about him." Lu Yanfei said softly. After saying that, she glanced at Li Qianmei, hesitated for a moment, but still did not continue to speak.

Li Qianmei bit her lower lip, shook her head, and said softly, "Then forget it." As she said that, she suddenly had a cold light in her eyes. She looked at Lu Yanfei with a gentle voice and said slowly, "Are you injured? The injury obviously just fell down, who is it?"

Lu Yanfei looked calm and said calmly: "Before, this fellow Lu Yingjie, said that after the disbandment of Guiyuan Sect, I would become his furnace and cauldron, and threatened to fight with uncle Shi. The senior Zhao, who was seventh-level Xunluan Sect next to him, felt that the little woman's voice was harsh and she was not qualified to talk to him, so she gave a little punishment."

When Lu Yingjie heard this, his expression changed drastically. He stared at Lu Yanfei and shouted, "All nonsense!" In fact, what he said was indeed correct. After all, he did not express his words to use Lu Yanfei as a furnace, but he really had this intention in his heart.

Zhao Long next to him also changed his expression and suddenly there was a cold light in his eyes.

Li Qianmei looked calm and turned to look at Zhao Long and Lu Yingjie. Lu Yingjie was about to explain, but Zhao Long rushed back and pinched his hands and surrounded him with magical powers.

But just as Zhao Long retreated, Li Qianmei's body suddenly moved. Her speed was so fast that a shadow appeared. It blasted at the speed and flew past everyone in an instant. With his late-stage cultivation level of the Nirvana, he appeared behind Zhao Long. He raised his jade hand and waved it forward slightly.

A surging evil aura suddenly appeared, and the evil aura was astonishing. It contained a sound of beast roars like thunder, and a slight sense of extreme wonder appeared, turning into a fog, which directly enveloped Zhao Long.

A scream suddenly arose, Zhao Long spitted out blood, his body was immediately thrown out, his left arm collapsed, and while his right hand and legs exploded at the same time, his body collapsed in an instant!

The bloody aura dissipated, and Zhao Long's soul escaped with panic and fear, galloping straight to the distance.

Li Qianmei looked at Feng Hai of Wuji Sect and the red-haired old man in peace and said softly: "If you both mind, I will give Wuji Sect an explanation." After that, she looked at Lu Yingjie and said calmly: "Since you want to fight him, then you will save your life. If he doesn't come, I will take you and the soul of the Zhao family!"

The sharp blow and simple words formed a strong impact, which made the monks who saw this scene in the surroundings take a breath and shocked in their eyes.

The same is true for the people of Wuji Sect. Feng Hai was silent, looked at each other with the red old man beside him, coughed a few times, and said, "Fellow Daoist Li, I wonder who he is in your mouth? Lu Yanfei, the uncle of Guiyuan Sect?"

Li Qianmei nodded, looked at the sky with a sigh, not knowing what she was thinking.

"Uncle Master said a hundred years ago that he... would come!" Lu Yanfei no longer hesitated and spoke softly.

At this moment, he was already being watched and speculated by Wuji Sect and many monks, and was whistling by the edge of the outer edge of the Fengxian Realm with nearly 5,000 red mosquito beasts and hundreds of blue mosquito beasts, like a red cloud covering the sky.

In the empty Fengxian Realm, the sound of the wind was sobbing. But the sound of the wind was faintly unheard under the hiss of mosquito beasts, especially in the mosquito beast group, a light golden mosquito king even loudly. Every loud noise would make all the mosquito beasts around him show awe, and move quickly ahead.

On the back of the mosquito king, Wang Lin, who was dressed in white and his white hair fluttered in the wind, had a bright look and stared at the inside of the Fengxian Realm, gradually becoming brighter. In recent days, his injuries have recovered slightly, but compared with his injuries, he has gained a large number of mosquito beasts, which has greatly increased his strength!
Chapter completed!