Chapter 972

After listening to Wen Yihuan's words, he couldn't help but take a breath.

He didn't expect that the other party would come so soon.

Have you got the news?

However, now that people have come to the door, it is meaningless to think about these problems.

Gao Ge stood up and said, "go out and meet me."

"OK." Wen Yihuan finished, puzzled for a moment and asked, "won't you let him come in directly?"

He hummed loudly and disdained to say, "my Xingchen sect is someone who wants to enter?"

If someone else hears this, he may really think it's the case. Only Wen Yihuan knows it's not the case. Gaoge is worried that the other party's strength is strong. Once a fight breaks out after entering the Xingchen sect, it will affect the people around him. In this case, nothing Gaoge says will be allowed to happen.

Wen Yihuan also said he could understand.

"Can I stay in xingxingzong?" Wen Yihuan asked in a low voice.

Sing loudly and say in a deep voice, "what do you think?"

Wen Yihuan sighed.

"Forget it, just go, but first say OK, I'm not cannon fodder."

"Don't worry, if you really fight, even if you want to be cannon fodder, it won't be up to you." Sing comfortingly.

Wen Yihuan thought about it and felt that singing so was humiliating himself, not comforting at all.

But there's no way. Who puts their strength here?

"I'll go with you." Qin Yuming said.

"Where are you going?" Singing, the corner of his mouth smoked and said, "I think you'd better give up this idea."

Qin Yuming snorted, but he didn't insist.

exactly.

The purpose of those dragon killers is actually the Dragon Pavilion.

Although I don't know what the reason is, there is no doubt that if Qin Yuming really appears in the other party's sight, I'm afraid it will stimulate contradictions.

Therefore, it is wisest to choose to avoid it for the time being.

Finally, the old man watching the mountain, Wen Yihuan, walked out of the Xingchen sect with a high song.

At the foot of the mountain.

A middle-aged man in a long shirt stood on a stone and looked into the distance.

Gao Song frowned and was surprised.

"I've seen this man." Sing.

"Where is it?"

Singing just wanted to answer, but the other party had jumped off the stone and walked towards them step by step.

Steady feet and sharp eyes.

"I didn't expect that we would meet again so soon." The middle-aged man said with a smile.

"I didn't expect you to enter the realm of great master so soon." Singing and sighing.

"You have entered the realm of great master. Why can't I enter?" The middle-aged man laughed and was very dissatisfied with the singing. It was clear that he looked down on himself!

"Last time, I saw him in Shanxi." Gao Ge turned his face and said to Wen Yihuan, an old man watching the mountains.

They all realized it.

"I remember the last time you had a man and a woman around you. Why are you the only one left now? You have been betrayed by others?" Asked the singer.

The middle-aged man smiled and would not be affected by the singing. He was still calm. He put his hands in his clothes. After a moment of silence, he asked, "when I was in Shanxi, I invited you to join us. Now do you want to do it?"

Gao Ge widened his eyes and looked at each other with incredible eyes.

"Brother, what nonsense are you talking about? Didn't I give you the answer at that time?" Asked the singer.

The middle-aged man sighed.

He was not surprised by the singing answer.

They talked about this when they were in Shanxi.

In their view, singing is a diehard, and it is absolutely impossible to abandon the secret and turn to the bright.

But at that time, they still thought that before singing, they would help him find Meng Jing. In this way, singing would owe them a favor. At that time, if they have a place to sing, even if singing is not willing to stand with them, I'm afraid it's embarrassing to refuse them directly.

But they are still slow.

In other words, singing is too fast.

Before they knew where the ghost clan was, Gao Ge had found Meng Jing.

The original plan came to an end.

However, they have no regrets.

After all, opportunities can be found sooner or later. It's just a matter of time.

see.

Now I have the time to contact Gao Ge again, but now Bai Fufeng's mind is not on this matter.

He took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "don't talk about whether you will join us, but now, you must hand over Wang Xiaofeng."

Singing with a puzzled face, "what's the king?"

"Wang Xiaofeng."

"What roaring wind?"

"...." Bai Fufeng didn't answer.

He's not a fool.

Moreover, even a fool can see it at this time. Singing is not really not that he didn't understand what he said, but that he is deliberately trying to understand and pretend to be confused.

Under such circumstances, he took the trouble to say one by one.

Isn't that a brain pit?

He said he wouldn't do anything for such a thoughtless thing.

"I still say that. As long as you hand over Wang Xiaofeng, I can treat everything as if it hadn't happened." Bai Fufeng said in a deep voice.

Wen Yihuan and the old man watching the mountain kept silent at this time.

As the leader of Xingchen sect, Gaoge should also make a judgment on things in Western Zhejiang.

All they need to do is wait quietly for the result.

Although, in Wen Yihuan's view, Wang Xiaofeng is not a good thing, and they dare not trust him to stay in xingchenzong. Although they also feel that the small black box is not simple, now they can't solve the secret in the black box. The thing in their hands is equivalent to rags.

Therefore, it is wise to agree to each other's requirements.

"Sorry, I don't know what you're talking about." The song shook his head and said.

Bai Fufeng laughed.

"You are so determined that you want to be the enemy of our dragon butchers?"

Sang a sigh and took two steps back.

The mountain viewing old man and Wen Yihuan also followed the footsteps of singing and retreated a short distance, although they didn't know what the meaning of singing was.

"To tell you the truth, I think what you just said is wrong." Singing seriously.

"Oh?"

"For example, I've always been on the opposite side of you." Singing and laughing.

Wen Yihuan and the old man looked at each other and were ready to fight.

Sing so

Doesn't it mean turning over?

Maybe the other party can't hold his breath and will start next second.

Bai Fufeng looked at the song playfully. He didn't see any anger on his face. He didn't even have any mood fluctuations. If he had to say something, it might be... A bit of banter?

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