Feng Lian Yue Hua Leng

Seeing the one red and one hundred walking into the hall of Fengyu Pavilion, everyone was also full of doubts.

Isn't this the seventh son in the palace?Why are you here with Chu Shizi, and it seems that the relationship is not simple.

Each of them could only figure it out secretly in their hearts, and they didn't ask aloud.

"I have met the seventh son, the master of the Phoenix Pavilion."

Chu Fengyu didn't answer, went straight to the high seat in the hall and sat down, and gave Lin Ruoxuan a reassuring look to the left.

"Everyone gathered in Fengyu Pavilion, are you deceiving no one in this seat?"

"How dare you, how dare you."

Ling Cheng, the head of the Qingfeng Sword Sect, said softly.

"Don't dare? This seat sees that you are very brave."

As Chu Fengyu spoke, he looked at the young man in white in the hall, his complexion was very bad.

"Yuqi, go move a chair to Seventh Young Master."

Lin Ruoxuan has been observing the two of them since they came in, as if there is some difference in their expressions, and there seems to be a trace of affection flowing between the two of them.

Gently clenched your fingers, feeling relieved in your heart, Yuer, don't you remember your hatred?

Then I went to look at the young man in white clothes. He was indeed like a bright moon in the sky, which made people elusive, but it was shining brightly, making it easy for you to get close to him. There are probably countless people who are so touching.

Thinking of this, he glanced at the young man in red in the high position, he was really two peerless young men in the world.

"Thank you, Pavilion Master!"

After Huang Qingyue sat down, her clear voice was like sweet spring, sweetening everyone's hearts.

At this time, many eyes were staring at him, this Beihuang also has a manly person, but they are just hiding it.

Looking at such a scene, Chu Fengyu's eyes flickered slightly, and his voice turned cold.

"Nangong Xiao, you brought so many people to Fengyu Pavilion in this seat, do you want to have a plan?"

"Pavilion master is really good at joking. No one in the world knows that you are the son of Nanchu, but you hide in Beihuang and develop such power in Beihuang. If you say that you have no intention, I don't think even the emperor of Nanchu will believe it."

Nangong Xiao was also full of anger at this time, Huang Qingyue was originally his own, but this Chu Fengyu wanted to fight against him and took the lead, and now, he would not give in.

"I am in Beihuang, but I have never interfered in the affairs of your martial arts, nor have I disturbed the world, nor have I done any bad deeds. Where did the intention come from?"

The corners of her lower lips curled up evilly, her eyes narrowed slightly, she kept staring at one place, if you looked carefully, it was where Huang Qingyue was.

Seeing the young man in white sitting here without making a sound, the movement of holding a cup of tea and drinking tea is extremely elegant.

"Lord Fengge really knows how to do things. We have been deceived for so many years. Now that we know that you are the son of Southern Chu, we must not allow you to run rampant in Beihuang."

Bai Jin was full of anger, he had snatched the Xuanyin Qin at the Treasure Hunting Conference, if he didn't stop it, then the Northern Phoenix Martial Forest would definitely be annexed in the future.

"Master Bai is right. We are not people who are afraid of death. Now that we want to ask for an explanation, we will definitely not leave here."

Du Gu also agreed.

Some other people also talked about it.

Seeing that everyone was angry, Nangong Xiao was calculating the odds in his heart. He arranged for the Xuanyin family to deal with Chu Fengyu, but he didn't expect that Huang Qingyue would also follow him. Seeing that everyone seemed unscathed, it shouldn't have happened.

Jian Ting's brows were slightly frowned, and there was a trace of certainty in his lowered, thoughtful eyes. The two of them must have been injured to some extent, and Fu raised his head to look at the boy in white.

His face was slightly pale, as if his body had been overdrawn a lot, presumably because he was injured by the elders on the way when he first arrived, and he didn't know how long he could last.

There was a little bit of unbearableness in my heart, and a little bit of resentment.

"Lord Fengge, you have to explain this matter now, otherwise Nangong Xiao will not be able to stop all the heroes here."

Huang Qingyue looked at this so-called decent martial arts person who sang in harmony, and she knew in her heart that she probably wouldn't let it go today.

Putting down the teacup and looking up at the young man in red, he felt a little worried. It took a lot of skill to fight against the Xuanyin family, and he also suffered serious internal injuries.

"Everyone, can you listen to me?"