Comprehensive Qiong Yao's Phoenix Luan

"Heh." A chuckle broke the silence.

"Who?!"

Lu Xiaofeng was the first to react and shouted.

The faces of Lone Pine and Withered Bamboo were already pale, and suddenly lost their color.

Suddenly, a faint figure appeared in the thick fog.

It is lighter than fog, more illusory than fog, and more elusive.

Even if you saw this person appearing with your own eyes, it would be hard to believe that he really emerged from the earth. Even if you knew that he was not a ghost or a ghost, it would be hard to believe that he was really a person.

There is a pair of eyes in the thick fog, looking at them quietly. Although the eyes have light, even this light seems to be integrated with the fog.

Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help feeling chills in his heart, he thought maybe he already knew the identity of this person.

Jade Rakshasa, the leader of the Western Demon Cult.

This extremely strange person who suddenly appeared could not be anyone else except the mysterious and unpredictable Jade Rakshasa.

Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help but said: "Are you the Jade Rakshasa?"

"I am Jade Raksha." Yu Raksha's voice was surprisingly soft and sweet, with a charming tinge of grace.

"You really didn't die." Lu Xiaofeng sighed, a character like Yu Luocha really didn't die so easily.

He had already guessed that all this was just a game.

Jade Raksha eradicates a situation in which the evil elements in the Western Demon Cult are eradicated.

Yu Tianbao is just a bait.

It's just that he didn't expect that Yu Luocha would be so ruthless that he would use his only son as bait for the great cause of the Demon Sect.

Lu Xiaofeng smiled and said: "Now it seems that your strategy has undoubtedly succeeded, do you really feel very happy?" Although he was laughing, there seemed to be an indescribable irony in his voice.

Of course Yu Luocha could hear it, and immediately asked, "Why am I unhappy?"

Lu Xiaofeng said: "Even if you have preserved the eternal world, the eternal inheritance, but what about your son?"

Yu Luocha suddenly laughed.

Lu Xiaofeng didn't understand why Yu Luocha could still laugh.

He has indeed retained the foundation of the Western Demon Cult, but after losing his only son, what is the point of everything he has done?

There was obvious joy in Yu Luocha's voice: "If you think that the one who died at their hands was really my son, you would have underestimated me too much."

"You mean that the one who died was not the real Yu Tianbao?" Could it be that Yu Tianbao, like Yu Luocha, is also a fake death?

Yu Luocha's voice seemed to pause for a moment before he said, "No, the one who died was indeed Yu Tianbao."

Tingge, who was hiding in the dark, wandered his eyes for a moment, feeling a little guilty.

Dad probably doesn't know what she did...

Probably don't know...

Gong Jiu looked down at Ting Ge, and a smile flashed in his eyes.

Listening to the song is so cute...

How could Yu Luocha not know what she did?

He just spoiled her and didn't say anything.

"Could it be that Yu Tianbao is not your son?"

"You are really smart." Yu Luocha praised him, "My son was not my son the day he was born."

Lu Xiaofeng shook his head: "I don't understand."

Yu Luocha chuckled: "Because you are not me. If you were the leader of the Western Demon Cult, you would understand why I did this."

"Why?" Is there any reason for Yu Luocha to send his son away when he was born, and find a fake one to keep beside him?

Yu Luocha said: "Because when a person reaches this position, he absolutely cannot discipline his own son, because you have too many things to manage."

His voice suddenly became a little sad again: "The woman who gave birth to my son died on the day she gave birth. If a child is born as the future leader of the Western Rakshasa Cult without parental discipline, What kind of person will he become in the future?"

Lu Xiaofeng said: "Of course someone like Yu Tianbao."

Yu Luocha said: "Do you want such a person to inherit your career?"

Lu Xiaofeng was shaking his head, he understood what Yu Luocha meant.

"So on the seventh day after he was born, I handed him over to a person I trusted most to discipline him. From that day on, I adopted someone else's son as my son. This secret has never been revealed by anyone else. Know."

There seemed to be a hint of complacency in Yu Luocha's voice: "Facts have proved that I was right. If I hadn't done this, maybe I wouldn't have seen my son achieve what he is today."

Lu Xiaofeng pricked up his ears.

Yu Luocha means that his son is now very famous and powerful in the martial arts?

Out of curiosity, Lu Xiaofeng subconsciously counted all the qualified young heroes in the martial arts according to Yu Tianbao's age, and found that basically no one could be Yu Luocha's son...

Jade Rakshasa is indeed Jade Rakshasa.

He hid his son well.

"You don't have to think about it," Yu Luocha said cheerfully, seeming to know what Lu Xiaofeng was thinking, "You will never guess who my son is."

"It's a pleasure chatting with you, no wonder you have so many friends, Lu Xiaofeng." Yu Luocha changed the subject, "But now I have to deal with the two traitors first."

The lone pine and dead bamboo were still standing there.

Their faces were so pale that no trace of blood could be seen, and their eyes were clearly full of fear and panic.

Lu Xiaofeng was very surprised, although he knew that Yu Luocha was a terrifying person, but he didn't know that Yu Luocha could scare the lonely pine and dead bamboo into such a state just by standing there.

"Teacher, the leader..."

Yu Luocha said softly: "Although Tianbao is not my son, he is the young master I have appointed after all. If you killed him, I should seek justice for him."

The lone pine and dead bamboo trembled even more.

Yet they did not move at all.

Suddenly, their pupils dilated suddenly, and their bodies suddenly fell down.

They are dead.

Lu Xiaofeng gasped.

Only now did he finally know why Sikong Zhaixing kept preventing him from getting involved in the affairs of the Western Demon Sect, and why he said that if there was a real danger, Ximen Chuuxue would not be able to save him.

Yu Luocha, the leader of the Western Demon Cult, is truly terrifying!

Looking at the lonely pine and dead bamboo that had disappeared in an instant, Lu Xiaofeng felt that he was starting to break out in a cold sweat.

He has experienced danger more than once, but he has never felt the danger of death's scythe on his neck like now.

He had a feeling that if Yu Luocha really wanted to kill him, he would never be able to escape.

Fortunately, Yu Luocha really didn't seem to have any killing intent towards him.

The fog suddenly dissipated.

Lu Xiaofeng stared dumbfounded at the extremely handsome young face behind the mist.

Subconsciously, he turned his head and glanced at Ximen Chuuxue who had been standing indifferently in the same place and hadn't spoken since Yu Luosha appeared, and rubbed his eyes.

The person in front of him still smiled gracefully and softly.

There is only one thought in Lu Xiaofeng's mind: Does he know some secrets that he shouldn't know...

Didn't Yu Luocha really plan to silence her to reveal her true colors in order to have a legitimate reason to silence her...

As if seeing what Lu Xiaofeng was thinking, Yu Luosha smiled even wider, his dark green eyes that seemed to have magical powers flowing with a seductive light were filled with obvious pleasure: "Don't worry, you are my son's Friend, I will not kill you."

Your son……

who is it……

Lu Xiaofeng felt that this world was a fantasy, and suddenly his brain was not enough...

"Are you right, Ash?"

Ashe...

Lu Xiaofeng turned her head subconsciously, and Ximen Chuuxue's murderous eyes immediately swept over.

Lu Xiaofeng burst into tears.

It's not what I said, what are you doing with your murderous intent on me...

As if that wasn't enough, Yu Luocha smiled happily and said with anticipation: "You all come out."

you……

Who else is hiding in the dark...

Maybe he knew him again...

Seeing the handsome young man who suddenly appeared, Lu Xiaofeng felt so sad...

Sikong Reaching for the Stars!

Dead monkey spirit!

In vain, we are childhood sweethearts who grew up together, yet you betrayed me too! !

The eyes that were accused by Lu Xiaofeng looked a little guilty, Sikong Zhaixing's eyes wandered for a moment, walked to Yu Luosha's side and respectfully called: "Father."

I knew it……

The villain in Lu Xiaofeng's heart was running wild, and he almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

Sikong Reaching for the Stars...

I trust you so much, how dare you lie to my trust, you dead monkey spirit! ! !

Lu Xiaofeng, who was broken and broken, looked at another person he knew, opened his mouth, and said calmly, "Sister Ting Ge, you are here too."

By the way, Blue Beard said that Yu Luocha had a daughter, Ximen Chuuxue = Yu Luocha's son, Tingge sister = Ximen Chuuxue's younger sister, so, Tingge sister = Yu Luocha's daughter...

"And this one is..."

Seeing clearly that the young man in white in front of him was unknown to him, Lu Xiaofeng suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

It’s okay, okay, seeing the other party dressed in white, he thought it was Ye Gucheng...

I didn't know it...

Fortunately, Ye Gucheng didn't hide it from him with them...

Lu Xiaofeng comforted him, but suddenly he began to feel very sad again.

How many cups does he have to feel relieved that a friend didn't hide it from him? Mouth!

"You can call me Gong Jiu." The young man in white was very handsome, although his outline was a little cold, but he had a sinister look when he smiled, and his handsome appearance was more like a nobleman of noble birth.

"Hi Young Master Ninth." Lu Xiaofeng blinked his eyes, looked back and forth between Yu Luocha, Ximen Chuuxue, and Gong Jiu for a week, and asked a question, "Ximen Chuuxue, are you really sure that Yu Luocha's son is you?" And not the Ninth Young Master?" No matter how you look at it, I feel that this Ninth Young Master and the evil Yu Luocha are more like a father and son!

Yu Luocha smiled and rolled her eyes.

Ximen Chuuxue's body temperature plummeted.

Tingge's curious eyes wandered between Yu Luocha, Gong Jiu and Ximen Chuuxue, and nodded, feeling that Lu Xiaofeng's words made some sense.

Sikong Zhaixing covered his face: Lu Xiaoji, you will die from your broken mouth one day!

The author has something to say: Well, we can only write to this extent... Lu Xiaofeng's tragedy is really not enough... Continue to work harder next time!

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