Even if we meet, we should not know [new version]

"If Feng Lang is worried about the nobles of the Lian family, he will not want to join the family." Lian Longyu said excitedly, "I will give up the family name and merge with you into the Zhengyang Immortal Sect, with the surname Feng."

It is an unprecedented thing in Zhengwuzhou for nobles to give up their surnames.Having said this, even Feng Zhaoming couldn't help being moved.

But no matter how good she is, Feng Zhaoming will never marry her.

because……

Thinking of the purpose of inviting Fairy Lian Longyu here today, thinking of that person's face.Feng Zhaoming lowered his eyes, and said firmly: "My lord..."

Lian Longyu burst into tears, and said loudly:

"I can give you what Bairen can give you, and I can give you what he can't give you! Feng Lang, I know that he merged into the Kaiyuan Sword Sect, which is really a drunkard's intention. But... Is he the only one? Can people use force?"

"Fairy Longyu..."

"I can do it too, I can be stronger than him." Lian Longyu stood up and took a step forward, only half a step away from Feng Zhaoming, her voice suddenly weakened: "But I... just afraid that you will be embarrassed .”

Feng Zhaoming opened his mouth, just about to speak.

At this moment, a deep male voice came through the clouds from outside the door.

"Okay!"

The voice seemed to be far away in the sky, but it also seemed to be close to the ears. Before the words fell, it caused echoes in the empty valley and Wanshan echoed.

Hearing this voice, Lian Longyu turned around suddenly, her eyes sharpened.

Feng Zhaoming also stood up.

The moment Feng Zhaoming got up, the gate of Banxie Pavilion was suddenly kicked open.

Bang!

The wooden door of the Immortal Palace of the Banxie Pavilion was also kicked by the visitor, and it was broken into pieces.

Then I saw a handsome man in a sapphire blue robe and combed hair standing outside the door.

A ferocious scowl flashed across his lifeless eyes, staining the monk's handsome face with a terrifying expression.

The blind monk's chest heaved violently, apparently suppressing his anger.

"Okay. Fairy Longyu and Immortal Zhaoming!"

Lian Longyu was surprised by the arrogance displayed by Sect Master Bairen when he broke in, and reacted now, and said angrily: "Sect Master Bairen, you broke into Zhenhui Peak without authorization, and even kicked the gate of Xingxie Pavilion. Could it be that this is the way of being a guest of Kaiyuan Xianzong?"

Sect Master Bairen glanced at Lian Longyu coldly, through the pale cheeks, he could clearly see Sect Master Bairen gnashing his teeth.

He took a deep breath, stabilized his figure, and said slowly:

"It's no wonder that Feng Xianjun and Sect Master Feng advised me to leave the Rangxie Pavilion today. I didn't expect it. It turns out that Feng Zhaoming and Fairy Lian Longyu are going to spend the next month together, and I'm afraid I will disturb the good things."

Lian Longyu shouted: "Nonsense, full of nonsense!"

Sect Master Bairen's consciousness spread out in no time, unscrupulously, like a surging sea, filling the entire mountain.

The powerful consciousness belonging to the high-level monks of Huashen showed strong anger.

Sect Master Bairen didn't even look at Lian Longyu, he stepped forward, grabbed Feng Zhaoming's lapel with one hand, and lifted Xianjun's neat robe.

"Why did you let me go?" Sect Master Bairen trembled slightly with anger: "If you want to be alone with her, you don't have to beat around the bush, just explain to me directly!"

Feng Zhaoming lowered his eyes, saw the unconcealable pain in Bai Ren's eyes, and frowned.

Lian Longyu at the side was furious when she saw that Patriarch Bairen dared to reach out and grab Feng Zhaoming's collar.

Feng Zhaoming is an immortal monarch, except for a foreigner like Sect Master Bairen who doesn't know the general idea, who would dare to treat him so rudely?

Looking at Feng Zhaoming's frown, Lian Longyu moved sideways to block between the two.

She grabbed Sect Master Bai Ren's wrist: "Have you had enough trouble?"

Sect Master Bairen's lifeless and heartless eyes drooped down lifelessly, "looking" at Lian Longyu.

"Why do you always force him like this!" Lian Longyu couldn't bear it anymore, and reprimanded Sect Master Bairen: "And why, you always make him so embarrassed!"

Lian Longyu yelled at Bairen with the loudest voice she had ever had in her life.

She couldn't help recalling the scene when she and her father first came to Zhengyang Xianzong 900 years ago.

That day her father held her hand and whispered in her ear:

"The one sitting on the Yaotai is Immortal Zhu Ming."

Lian Longyu responded, looked along the situation, paused, and asked: "The monk with the red robe and red eyebrows must be the eldest disciple of Immortal Zhu Ming, Senior Brother Feng Zhaoming?"

"Not bad." The father smoothed his beard and smiled at his daughter.

On that day, the clouds were steaming and the clouds were shining, and the spring was picturesque.

Behind the hazy aura, there is a handsome and tall Xianxiu sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed.

He has a handsome appearance and a face as cold as frost.

Walking as high as the clouds hanging from the sky; standing still like the waves of August.

Just one glance, and he will never forget his demeanor.

Such a person, such a person.

Lian Longyu couldn't control the strong anger in her heart, she couldn't bear Sect Master Bairen's aggressiveness towards Feng Zhaoming, and she couldn't forgive Sect Master Bairen's actions that made Feng Zhaoming frown frequently.

In addition, there was a trace of unspeakable jealousy, which made Lian Longyu blurt out reprimands after seeing Sect Master Bairen, never thinking how inappropriate it was for him to speak to Sect Master Xianzong like this.At this moment, Lian Longyu has already left all the etiquette and temperament behind.

Unexpectedly, Lian Longyu was furious, and Patriarch Bairen was even more furious.

With a flip of his right hand, he grabbed Lian Longyu's wrist with his backhand.

The force was so great that it almost broke her wrist.

"You ask me why?" Sect Master Bairen's breath rose sharply, and killing intent escaped.

In the next moment, Lian Longyu smelled the fresh breath of trees.A small wooden arrow shot out of nowhere, piercing Lian Longyu's eyes with lightning speed.

Bairen Sect master has a single-wood physique, with open veins to the eyes, majoring in the Dao of Time, and is currently recognized as the strongest monk in the Dao of Time in Zhengwuzhou.

This blow came out of nowhere, extremely swift and violent, and obviously used a variety of wooden methods and the avenue of time, making it inevitable for people to avoid it.

The attacking place was Lian Longyu's vital head again.It seems that Sect Master Bai Ren's blow really touched Lian Longyu's life.

Lian Longyu didn't expect Sect Master Bai Ren to turn his face when he said he would. She did it so quickly, she didn't even realize that Sect Master Bai Ren's sharp arrow stuck to her eyeball.

The Dao of Time is complicated and treacherous, and it is really difficult to deal with if there is no relevant means to restrain it.

At the very moment, a pair of thin and long palms suddenly stretched out from Lian Longyu's back.

Those hands are steady and accurate.The movement seemed to be slow, and he pinched the small wooden arrow with two fingers, and with a little force, he dispelled the offensive of the wooden arrow and threw it aside.

At the same time, he stretched out his hand to grab Lian Longyu's arm, and pulled her back a step, separating her from Sect Master Bairen.

Lian Longyu's back instantly burst into a lot of cold sweat.Her eyes were wide open, her breathing was rapid, and her eyeballs were dry and painful.

Feng Zhaoming caught the arrow with one hand, it was extremely accurate, the wooden arrow didn't hurt Lian Longyu at all.

However, the rushing wind made her eyes hurt.

"He's mine!" Patriarch Bairen's voice was full of unwillingness, anger, and hideous emotions. He said coldly and viciously without any politeness: "You know that he is mine, but you still have no shame, and repeatedly, again and again. And San begged him for marriage and forced him. Lian Longyu, it's not just a moment since this deity tolerated you!"

An astonishing aura swept across the entire Zhenhui Peak in an instant.

Lian Longyu couldn't believe it, and finally came to her senses at this moment: "Bai Ren! You're just talking nonsense, how dare you do something to me?"

Sect Master Bai Ren sneered, holding the fairy sword pinned to his waist with his right hand.

Only the sharp sound of the sword being unsheathed was heard, a precious light suddenly appeared, the blade buzzed, and the cold air was overwhelming.

Immortal Sword - Hundred Endurance!

According to legend, it is the fourth handed down sword in the list of fairy swords.It cuts iron like mud, cuts flesh and bleeds, and can bring the most intense pain to the enemy.

As soon as the sword came out, even Longyu was stunned.

She never thought that Sect Master Bai Ren would really dare to draw his sword in Zhengyang Xianzong and attack the noble family.

If this matter gets out, not only Sect Master Bairen himself, but even Kaiyuan Xianzong will be involved.

madman!

This man is completely insane!

Of course Feng Zhaoming would not just watch Bai Ren go crazy.As early as the moment Patriarch Bairen drew his sword, Feng Zhaoming left behind Lian Longyu and moved behind Bairen in an instant.

When he raised his hand, the palm glistened, and thick liquid covered Feng Zhaoming's palm, like rolling golden oil.

The palm of Xianjun slid gently along the sword in the hand of Sect Master Bai Ren, and the humming and trembling fairy sword, like a puppy tied by its master, suddenly became quiet.

Feng Zhaoming tightly grasped Sect Master Bairen's wrist, frowned and said, "Stop."

"Don't worry," Sect Master Bairen said in a soft voice, completely opposite to his murderous appearance just now, "I won't kill her and cause you trouble."

Feng Zhaoming emphasized his tone, and said slowly but seriously: "Stop."

Sect Master Bairen's face changed, and his eyes returned to dead silence, Bairen held back his anger:

"...But, for the sake of Fairy Lian Longyu, Feng Xianjun will fight with this deity?"

"..."

Feng Zhaoming looked at him and shook his head seriously.After a pause, he said:

"I do have something to discuss with Fairy Longyu today. Bai Ren, put down your sword."

Sect Master Bai Ren's expression was startled.

Dimly, he seemed to grasp something.But some couldn't believe it.

Is there anything that must be discussed with Lian Longyu?

Bai Ren only knew that the resolution could not be a marriage.Regarding the matter of marriage, considering the face of the fairy, we cannot discuss it in detail with her alone, but have to pass the report through Immortal Baizang and Lian Longyu's father.

If it's not a marriage, then...

Sect Master Bai Ren's hand holding the sword froze slightly.

Feng Zhaoming took advantage of the situation to hold the wrist of the Patriarch Bairen, and guided the Immortal Sword Bairen, putting the sword back into its sheath.

It is also a cultivator at the transformation stage, if Bai Ren is unwilling, it will be difficult for Feng Zhaoming to control his saber.

But at this moment, Bai Ren stared blankly at Feng Zhaoming, allowing him to fiddle with his fairy sword.

Even if Feng Zhaoming wanted to stab Patriarch Bairen with this sword, Bairen might not be able to resist at this moment.

Lian Longyu looked at Feng Zhaoming in surprise.

900 years ago, that disciple of the Immortal Family was as cold as bamboo, with clean six senses and spotless.

At this time, there seemed to be a strong, wavering affection in his eyes.

Lian Longyu opened her mouth.

At this moment, her heart felt an unbearable pain.

She knew that she must stop and interrupt Feng Zhaoming's next words.If you don't interrupt...

"Feng Lang."

Lian Longyu's lips trembled, she lowered her head and said.

"Recently... I heard... mortals have been missing frequently in the mortal world, and when they were found, the hearts of the corpses were dug out."