Eldest brother became paranoid after being possessed

Go forward in the direction the woman pointed, and there is indeed an inn.

Seeing the inn from a distance, Yan Luofei pulled her lips and smiled: "It's her fate."

If a woman lied to him, with his current emotional control ability, he would not even know what he would do.

Different from self-cultivation, self-cultivation pays attention to calmness and abandoning emotions and desires, but the stronger the obsession, the more excited the emotions, the faster the cultivation base will improve.

So, for the sake of cultivation, Yan Luofei didn't intend to suppress any of his emotions.

Although it is not enough to kill innocent people indiscriminately, but if someone does not have eyes to offend him, don't blame him for being rude.

As a result, there are really people who don't have long eyes.

"magic?!"

As soon as Yan Luofei stepped into the inn, she saw a table of people "swipe—" stood up, and at the same time raised the feather fan in her hand.

It was a small square wooden table. Six people were dining around that table. When they noticed Yan Luofei coming in, they got up one after another, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

They were wearing uniform clothes, and they were from some sect of self-cultivation.

The clothes are mainly white, with red skirts, sleeves, and belts, and red hair bands, and each has a lupine magic weapon.

Yan Luofei didn't bother to talk to them, so she went directly to the counter, lay down lazily on it and said to the accountant behind the counter, "How much is a room for one night?"

Mr. Accountant is a gray-haired old man who is over fifty years old. As expected, he has experienced strong winds and waves. Even though Yan Luofei has been judged from Yan Luofei's attire and the reactions of those cultivators, he still responds very calmly: "One hundred a day. a copper plate."

"Ah, I'll look for it." Yan Luofei put the hand holding the fan into his sleeve, and after touching it for a while, he found a piece of broken silver, but the fan was gone.

Anyone who cultivates the truth can order the spells of the universe in the sleeve, which can conceive an infinite space in the sleeve and hide the belongings in it.

Yan Luofei is a real person who has cultivated at any rate, and has reached the golden core stage, so he will naturally know this spell.

However, he could still use this spell after being enchanted. It was a pity that those magic weapons were scattered everywhere because the universe in his sleeve was torn apart.

"This piece of silver should be enough for us to stay for one night, right?" Yan Luofei asked after taking the piece of silver to the counter.

The accountant calmly collected the broken silver, turned around and took a wooden sign and handed it to Yan Luofei: "Second floor, room No. 14."

"Thank you~" Yan Luofei smiled and threw the wooden sign up, let it spin in the air and then fell back into his hand. He was about to turn around and go upstairs when someone stopped him.

"Stop! Are you demons? As demons, you actually appear here majestically! Do you know where this place is?!"

It was evidently one of the six who spoke.

Yan Luofei didn't listen and went upstairs on his own.

Jie Ying gave the six of them a cold look, and followed him upstairs without saying a word.

——Six little brats who haven't bigu yet, they really don't bother to talk to each other.

However, one of the six people continued recklessly: "This is at the foot of Tianyang Immortal Gate! Tianyang Immortal Gate, a first-class cultivator! The place of Wuchen Immortal Lord! You have never heard of Wuchen!" Dust Xianjun, right? There are countless demons who have died in his hands!"

Hearing the words "Wuchen Immortal", Yan Luofei paused.

He stopped so suddenly that Jiying didn't react, and bumped straight into his back. He was so frightened that he took two steps back on the spot, went down two stairs and knelt down on the spot: "Master, please forgive me!"

Yan Luofei didn't bother to talk to him, her mind was full of what she had just heard.

——Immortal Lord Wuchen, could it be that Jin Wuchen was talking about?

Seeing that he was reacting to "Wuchen Xianjun", the man smiled triumphantly: "Are you afraid? If you don't want to die at the hands of Wuchen Xianjun, then leave quickly..."

"So, as long as there is trouble here..." Yan Luofei interrupted the man, turned around with a smile, and stood on the stairs looking down at the six people, "As long as I make trouble at the foot of Tianyang Mountain, he will rush To deal with it, is that what you mean?"

Seeing the smile on his face, the six people felt a chill rush from the soles of their feet to the top of their heads, and they all showed expressions of disbelief.

——Why is this person not only not afraid at all when he heard the name of Immortal Wuchen, but also excited? !

excited?

Ah, Yan Luofei is so excited now.

He was worrying about how to get Jin Wuchen's attention, but he didn't expect such an easy way.

"You guys are cultivators? Why, are you coming to fight with me?" Yan Luofei looked at the six people and smiled.

The six people looked at each other in blank dismay, but they all wanted to retreat.

One said: "Eldest brother, forget it, I can't feel his realm, it may be much higher than ours, we may not be his opponent together..."

One said: "But we have to wait for the master to bring the name tag before we can enter Tianyang. Before that, do we have to live in the same inn with a demon?"

"That's too dangerous."

"Do you want to change to another one?"

"But if we turn a blind eye to the demon, or even run away, what's the face of our Lingyu Pavilion?"

Lingyu Pavilion?

I've never heard of it, and I don't know where it is from.

Yan Luofei was too lazy to listen to their nonsense, seeing that they couldn't make up their minds to do something, she went directly downstairs and walked towards them.

However, just two steps away, Jie Ying stood up and stopped him: "Several youngsters who haven't even reached the fusion period, don't bother the master to do it yourself."

Yan Luofei slapped him on the head: "I can't see this? Do you want to remind me? Or do you think I will be hurt by these little kids?"

Jieying was beaten so hard that her head shrank, she took two steps back and continued to kneel.

As for the six cultivation disciples of Lingyu Pavilion, looking at Yan Luofei who was coming towards him, he changed his initial momentum and backed away in fright.

Little guy?Little furry boy?

Did they provoke someone who shouldn't be provoked...

At the moment, there are other people in the inn, who were watching the show without any concern to themselves, but when they saw that the two sides had a tendency to fight, they immediately scattered, some went upstairs, some left.

Yan Luofei completely disregarded the surrounding situation, and his eyes fell on the six Lingyu Pavilion disciples, but his thoughts drifted to Tianyang Mountain: "How can we force him to go down the mountain? It's okay to kill one by 'missing' Right? After all, the difference in realm is too much..."

"He's going to attack! Run away!" A female disciple among the six suddenly screamed, and the six immediately turned around and fled out of the inn, fleeing in different directions as if they had made an appointment in advance.

"Escape?" Yan Luofei narrowed his eyes, looked at the backs of the six people fleeing, and raised a hand without looking back, "Heavenly Thunder Whip!"

Hearing the call, Jiying immediately got up and changed back to his original shape, and flew to Yan Luofei's hands at the fastest speed, so Yan Luofei chased one of the six people with a long whip in his hand, and swung the whip around the man's ankles to catch him. Drag yourself!

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa——' Yan Luofei ruthlessly dragged him to the ground, screaming for as long as he dragged on the ground.

After dragging the man to his feet, Yan Luofei stepped on his back, threw out the loose whip again, hooked another female disciple's waist, and threw her into the air when she retracted the whip!

The female disciple let out a shrill scream, and was about to hit the ground. At this moment, a bluish-blue immortal energy descended from the sky, and appeared under her in a short moment, turning into a white figure, stretching out her hands Hold people firmly.

Seeing that figure, Yan Luofei smiled happily after a brief moment of stupefaction——Who is it not Jin Wuchen?

Jin Wuchen was dressed in a clean white robe, and he caught the female disciple who was thrown into the sky by Yan Luofei expressionlessly, let go of her before she could react, and put her down, then drew his sword and stabbed Yan Luofei, but the moment he was about to stab him Paused, the tip of the sword almost touched his throat.

Yan Luofei smiled and raised her head, and just let him point the sword at herself: "Little brother, don't come here~"

Jin Wuchen really used a lot of psychological hints to keep himself calm and not get angry.

If it was any other demon, he would have eliminated it long ago, but Yan Luofei, instead of killing him, he even let him go down Tianyang Mountain safely!

It was only after he returned to the main hall that he realized how big a mistake he had made, and immediately chased him down the mountain, as expected!

"Dare to make trouble under my Tianyang Immortal Gate, court death." Jin Wuchen just raised his sword and pointed at Yan Luofei's throat, without any expression on his face, his voice was cold and full of magnetism, and he couldn't hear his emotions. He was on top of Tianyang Mountain. It's like two different people.

"It's not for..."

"Let him go." Jin Wuchen interrupted him coldly.

"Let him go?" Yan Luofei was confused.

Jin Wuchen looked down his body and landed on the soles of his feet.

Yan Luofei then looked down and saw the person stepped on by him.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot." Yan Luofei immediately let go of his feet, allowing the people from Lingyu Pavilion to rescue the people under his feet.

Seeing the reversal of the situation, the people in Lingyu Pavilion immediately rushed back from all directions. After saving the people, they helped the two injured people to hide behind Jin Wuchen. It took a long time before they came back to their senses:

"Could it be that you are..."

"Immortal Lord Wuchen?!"

"This junior has seen Immortal Wuchen!"

The two people injured by Yan Luofei were a male disciple and a female disciple.

The male disciple dislocated his right foot and was unable to stand up. His hands and arms were all bruised.

There was an obvious bloodstain on the waist of the female disciple.

Both were seriously injured, but neither was life-threatening.

"Thank you Immortal Lord Wuchen for saving your life!"

Facing the thanks from Lingyu Pavilion disciples, Jin Wuchen didn't listen to them, his gaze was fixed on Yan Luofei's face all the time, until now he couldn't believe that his senior brother had returned.

Not only came back, but also fell into the devil!

In his direct gaze, Yan Luofei raised a hand with a smile, and gracefully blocked his sword with one finger: "We haven't seen each other for 50 years, and we finally met again. How about a drink?"

Jin Wuchen turned his sword, and pressed his fingers around his shoulders, the blade almost stuck to his neck: "I have nothing to talk to the devil."

Yan Luofei didn't mind his hostility at all, and continued to smile and said: "I can't get in Tianyang Immortal Gate, but you can get out. It's rare to come out. How can you go back without a drink?"

"Cultivators don't drink alcohol." Jin Wuchen continued to answer blankly.

Yan Luofei: "By the way, are you tired of holding the sword all the time?"

Jin Wuchen: "It's on your shoulders, I won't be tired."

Yan Luofei: "..."

It can't be seen that his little junior brother has the ability to joke seriously.

At this moment, the disciples of Lingyu Pavilion were stunned, and they couldn't understand what the two were talking about.

Hesitating whether to ask or not, Jin Wuchen suddenly said without looking back: "Are you from Lingyu Pavilion?"

"Exactly!" one of them responded.

Jin Wuchen: "Walk half a mile behind me, there is a medical clinic, waiting for me after treating the wound."

"Yes!"

"Thank you, Immortal Lord Wuchen!"

The six people responded one after another, turned around and walked towards the place Jin Wuchen said, without the slightest doubt about Jin Wuchen's words.

When they were far away, Jin Wuchen raised his hand, and the sword in his hand disappeared out of thin air, turning into scattered light spots and drifting with the wind.

Yan Luofei was stunned for a moment, then raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Aren't you going to kill me?"

Jin Wuchen glanced at him, turned and walked into the inn: "Didn't you say you want to have a drink with me?"