Chapter 3427： come to you

"Hehe, Junior Brother Chen didn't provoke them, but you did provoke me."

Suddenly, a sneer came, Zhang Yifeng felt a little familiar, and when he turned around, he saw Xuanyuan Changqing standing outside the disciple's courtyard.

"Senior Brother Xuanyuan, what do you mean by this?"

Zhang Yifeng frowned slightly and asked Xuanyuan Changqing with a puzzled look on his face.

"Hehe, the younger brother pretended to be the same thing. If it wasn't for the group of Qinghai Sect cultivators being stopped, I would have let you go!"

Xuanyuan Changqing shouted at Zhang Yifeng with an ashen face, looking at Zhang Yifeng with a bad look.

"Those Qinghai sect monks who ambushed us do not have spirit grass in their hands, how do you explain this?"

Xuanyuan Changqing snorted coldly, and when he returned to the sect, he learned that the Qinghai sect cultivator who had murdered them in the secret realm had been intercepted.

Although they were unable to take down all the monks of Qinghai Sect, they still caught two of them. From their mouths, Xuanyuan Changqing knew that the Yunling Grass was in Zhang Yifeng's hands.

"Junior brother is hiding quite deep, but senior brother advises you to hand over the Yunling Grass as soon as possible!"

"It's not good if you don't get yourself killed."

Xuanyuan Changqing said coldly, Zhang Yifeng heard the words, and Xuanyuan Changqing must have made it clear that the Yunling Grass was on him.

This Yunling Grass is not very useful to Zhang Yifeng, but Zhang Yifeng can't be handed over when someone comes to ask for it.

The main reason was Xuanyuan Changqing's performance in the secret realm and his intention to use Zhang Yifeng as cannon fodder, which made Zhang Yifeng quite prejudiced.

Now even if Xuanyuan Changqing came to ask for it, Zhang Yifeng didn't want to give him the Yunling Grass.

If he hasn't met with Elder Chi, Zhang Yifeng may hand over the Yunling Grass in order to take care of the whole collection.

But now Zhang Yifeng's status in Yanlongzong is the disciple of the blazing elder, the same status as Xuanyuan Changqing.

Not to mention that Zhang Yifeng's status in the inner sect at the moment may be higher than Xuanyuan Changqing, and he will not hand over the Yunling Grass.

"Heh, Senior Brother Xuanyuan, this Yunling Grass is indeed in my hands, but why should I give it to you?"

Zhang Yifeng smiled slightly, but did not deny the fact that the Yunling Grass was in his hands.

Hearing Zhang Yifeng's generous admission, Xuanyuan Changqing's expression became more gloomy.

"Okay, you didn't tell the truth in the secret realm before. Is there any basis for telling it now?"

Xuanyuan Changqing asked Zhang Yifeng with narrowed eyes, but Zhang Yifeng just gave him a faint look.

"You don't need to ask if there are too many senior brothers. It's impossible for junior brother Yun Lingcao to give you this. I advise senior brother to die early."

Zhang Yifeng has already torn apart his face with Xuanyuan Changqing, and there is no need to worry about anything, he said to Xuanyuan Changqing with a cold face.

"Okay, it seems that you really don't want to give me Xuanyuan Changqing this face!"

Hearing that Zhang Yifeng so categorically refused to give the Yunling Grass to him, Xuanyuan Changqing's handsome face became hideous.

Glancing at Zhang Yifeng, as soon as Xuanyuan Changqing raised his hand, he was about to let the dog-legs beside him grab it.

Just when Xuanyuan Changqing was about to give the order, a figure ran quickly from a distance, it was Qi Guang who brought Zhang Yifeng and Nanfeng into the Yanlong Sect.

Out of breath, he ran to the front of the disciple's courtyard, looking nervously at Xuanyuan Changqing and the others who were arrogant.

"Xuan, Senior Brother Xuanyuan, what are you doing?"

Qi Guang swallowed his saliva. He only went out for a few days to recruit disciples. When he came back, he heard that a large number of inner disciples surrounded his disciple courtyard.

Anxious in his heart, Qi Guang hurried over and saw Xuanyuan Changqing lead people to surround Zhang Yifeng.

Xuanyuan Changqing squinted when he heard Qi Guang's trembling questioning voice.

Before he came, he knew about the relationship between Qi Guang and Zhang Yifeng, and Xuanyuan Changqing had no memory of Qi Guang.

After a brief understanding, I also knew that Qi Guang was just a cultivator with low aptitude, who waited to die in the inner sect.

How could such a person have a conversation with him, Xuanyuan Changqing withdrew his gaze and winked at a dog-leg next to him.

"Qi Guang, isn't it, this kid under your command, Chen Guang, took Senior Brother Xuanyuan's Yunling Grass!"

"Now my brother asked him to hand over the Yunling Grass, this kid dares to refuse, you can do it yourself!"

"If this kid handed over the Yunling Grass now, the generous senior brother could spare him a dog's life."

When the dog next to him saw Xuanyuan Changqing's eyes, he understood what he meant, and took a step forward and said coldly.

Qi Guang originally thought it was a trivial matter, but when he heard the three words Yunlingcao, his mind froze in place as if he had been hit hard.

"Yun, Yun Lingcao?!"

Qi Guang's mouth was slightly opened, and his face showed an unbelievable look. He is also a monk in the Heavenly Immortal Realm.

It was the divine artifact he had always dreamed of. If he had Yun Lingcao in his hand, breaking through the Mysterious Immortal Realm with Qi Guang's aptitude would be as easy as digging into a bag.

Qi Guang is also aware of the preciousness of the Yunling Grass, and after regaining his senses, Qi Guang is already sweating profusely.

"Chen Guang, did you really take Senior Brother Xuanyuan's Yunling Grass?!"

Qi Guang, like a cat whose tail was stepped on, jumped up and turned around and shouted angrily at Zhang Yifeng.

"Senior Brother Qi, the Yunling Grass is indeed in my hands, but I didn't take it from Senior Brother Xuanyuan."

Listening to Qi Guang's questioning, Zhang Yifeng replied plainly.

"Fart! That's what Senior Brother Xuanyuan belongs to, you quickly hand over the Yunling Grass to me!"

"Your cultivation is so low, what's the use of holding the Yunling Grass, hurry up and return it to Senior Brother Xuanyuan!"

After seeing Zhang Yifeng's generous confession, Qi Guang flashed fear in his eyes and shouted angrily at Zhang Yifeng.

"Senior Brother Qi, although you have shown great kindness to me, it would be too overbearing to ask me to hand over my belongings."

Zhang Yifeng's face suddenly turned cold, and for the first time he showed a strong side in front of Qi Guang.

Seeing Zhang Yifeng's tough attitude, Qi Guang was also taken aback for a moment. In his memory, Zhang Yifeng has always been docile.

He only nodded in agreement with what he said, and never questioned his decision.

"you!"

Qi Guang was very angry at Zhang Yifeng's words, his eyes stared at Zhang Yifeng, but he didn't know what to say for a while.

"Forget it, Junior Brother Qi Guang, it seems that this kid doesn't even listen to you now!"

Xuanyuan Changqing looked at him with a look of impatience, and said to Qi Guang casually.

Raising his hand and ticking, the two inner disciples pulled Qi Guang aside.

"Junior Brother Qi Guang, I advise you to keep watching obediently, otherwise you will be careful not to get angry!"

Xuanyuan Chang said in a cold tone, staring at Qi Guang with frost-like eyes, making Qi Guang's footsteps stop in place.

Gritting his teeth, Qi Guang swallowed what he was about to say into his stomach, he didn't want to set fire to Zhang Yifeng's sake.

Rather than offending Xuanyuan Changqing, it was the best choice to send Zhang Yifeng out.