Patriarch of Wanjiao

"Feng...Feng Wannian..."

Lu Chaoyang rose up suddenly like pulling a green onion from dry land. After five years, when he saw this familiar face again, the dusty memories and fears in his heart rushed back again.

In five years, he thought that he was already proud enough to stand before others, and trampled this once mighty man under his feet.

However, seeing each other again, the anger in Lu Chaoyang's heart was suddenly let out for no reason at all.

"Feng Wannian, you...you are really hiding in this kind of place..." Jiang Xianxing narrowed his eyes and gritted his teeth.

"Why are you so nervous? Sit down."

Feng Wannian sat down on his own, filled a glass of wine for himself, and drank it all in one gulp.

"Ruyiju's Jinquan Niang, 30 taels of silver per pot... It's different for rich and young people..." Feng Wannian narrowed his eyes and said.

Lu Chaoyang and Jiang Xianxian met each other for a glance, calmed down a bit, and sat down.

"I let you sit... you really sit."

At this moment, the cold voice slowly frowned in the quiet box, and in an instant, the wine glass on the table burst suddenly, like a silver screen breaking through, like swords and soldiers interlacing.

A murderous air filled the air, and the moonlight pouring in from the window seemed icy cold.

"you……"

Jiang Xianxing's complexion changed suddenly, and he subconsciously stood up again, and took two steps back abruptly.

Lu Chaoyang's movements took half a beat, and the chair under him suddenly shattered, and the sawdust splashed and pierced directly into the flesh, shaking away all the internal breath that was circulating in the extraordinary meridians.

"Pfft..."

Lu Chaoyang's face trembled, a mouthful of scarlet blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and his horrified eyes were full of shock and fear.

In five years, this monster has become more and more terrifying.

Just like what his father once said, he is neither human nor demon, a sword that lasts ten thousand years.

"Feng Wannian...it's really Feng Wannian...There are thirteen Xuanmen sword steles, but only three [Swords] were created, he..."

Jiang Xianxing's body trembled involuntarily.

Stele of Thirteen Swords, at the entrance of Dongmen Street.

Among those little fellows back then, only three of them attracted the resonance of the sword monument and became sword species.

Feng Wannian is one of them, and he is also the most terrifying one.

"Don't be nervous, long time no see, we meet again, I'm joking with you." A warm smile appeared on Feng Wannian's face, and he made a gesture of invitation.

"Sit down, sit down, we are all acquaintances, don't be cautious."

Feng Wannian seemed extremely enthusiastic.

Lu Chaoyang and Jiang Xianxing had serious expressions on their faces, their eyes were like walking on thin ice, and they didn't intend to sit down at all.

They knew very well that this man was more terrifying than five years ago, he was just a monster in human skin.

"Aren't you going to sit? The offer was rejected..."

Feng Wannian put down his wine glass with some disappointment, sighed, and only heard a pop.

The right arms of the two seemed to be twisted by an invisible force, and the skin and flesh were torn apart, like twists and turns, and the scarlet blood stained the delicacies on the table.

"Ah ah ah..."

Lu Chaoyang and Jiang Xianxing let out heart-piercing screams one after another, their twisted arms drooped, their pale faces lost even half of the color, and their gazes at Feng Wannian became more horrified.

This lunatic is really just like back then...

That night, he killed more than 300 people of the same age... like a demon...

"Am I a pig when I step on a horse? I actually ran to this kind of place, looking for him..."

Lu Chaoyang roared in his heart again, he had to admit that after stepping into the Nine Inch Realm, he was indeed drifting, and he even forgot how terrifying this monster used to be.

In five years, won't people grow up?

At this moment, if it wasn't for the injuries on his body, Lu Chaoyang really wanted to slap himself twice.

"My friend told me that talking with your head up is not good for your cervical spine..." Feng Wannian said very sincerely, "You should also pay attention at ordinary times. Spinal strain requires regular maintenance."

As soon as the words fell, Lu Chaoyang and Jiang Xianxing's bodies jerked violently, only to feel the back of their necks go cold, and scarlet blood dripped down.

Their eyes trembled, and they subconsciously stretched out their hands to touch it, only to find that a three-inch long wound slowly emerged, just cutting through the skin membrane and muscle.

The two lowered their heads and sat down tremblingly, but only their buttocks took up half of the empty seat.

"Look, this is right... We are old friends, so don't be cautious."

Feng Wannian enthusiastically took out two new wine glasses and filled them for Lu Chaoyang and Jiang Xianxing respectively.

"Come on, come on, whether the relationship is deep or not, let's see who is bored... I will do it first to respect..."

Feng Wannian seemed to be in a very good mood. He raised his glass, raised his head to drink, and drank it all in one gulp.

After drinking, he hung up the glass to signal.

"Don't just drink it for me, you guys come too... look down on me?" Feng Wannian was a little unhappy when he saw that Lu Chaoyang and Jiang Xianxing didn't move at all.

"Oh oh oh...I'm abrupt, it's inconvenient for you, isn't it?"

Feng Wannian looked at the injuries of Lu Chaoyang and Jiang Xianxing, slapped himself on the forehead, and cursed himself for being confused.

"It's all my fault...it's okay, it's inconvenient for you, I'll feed you."

As soon as the words fell, the wine in the wine glass suddenly boiled, and in an instant, it turned into two white streams, like sword lights splashing, piercing through the lower abdomen of the two people and directly entering their stomachs.

At this moment, the floor in the box had already been stained red with blood, ticking and even seeping downstairs.

Lu Chaoyang and Jiang Xianxing swayed, as if they could no longer hold on.

"It's interesting enough, I drank it all."

Feng Wannian grinned, and then put down his wine glass unhurriedly, a cold look appeared in his slightly condensed eyes.

"You... how can you let us go?" Lu Chaoyang couldn't bear it anymore, and asked through gritted teeth.

"Xiao Yangyang, where did you say that? Is this what you should say? When you just wanted to murder someone, weren't you very stubborn and awesome?"

Surprised, Feng Wannian picked up his chopsticks, picked up a piece of bloody chicken leg, and put it into Lu Chaoyang's bowl.

"My friend said to complement the shape, you should eat more." Feng Wannian cared.

puff...

The next moment, the chicken leg was crushed violently, and the minced meat and bones pierced through Lu Chaoyang's body like an arrow.

Immediately, his shoulders were like a sieve, and even light could pass through.

Such a bloody scene finally made Jiang Xianxing close to collapse.

As for Lu Chaoyang, he didn't even have the strength to hum.

"Come on, tell me, you have a hundred ways to prevent him from getting out of Longyuan Mansion."

At this moment, Feng Wannian is the most qualified listener, waiting for his old friend's narration.

"It turns out that you are because of that person..."

Lu Chaoyang raised his eyes feebly and murmured softly.

His heart gradually became turbulent, and he couldn't believe it. It was unbelievable that this monster would stand up for someone other than himself.

boom……

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Chaoyang's mouth full of teeth shattered suddenly, and the white powder mixed with scarlet blood scattered freely in the air.

"Xiao Yangyang, it's not a good habit to guess other people's minds randomly. This way... By the way, my friend said that this is called lack of quality." Feng Wannian smiled.

"Wrong... We were wrong..."

At this moment, Jiang Xianxing fell to his knees with a thud. He knew that if this continued, none of them would be able to get out of this Ruyi Tower and Longyuan Mansion alive.

"We'll get out of here immediately. If we have any other thoughts, we will be destroyed by heaven and earth, and we will die..."

Jiang Xian kowtowed like pounding garlic, his trembling voice was full of panic.

He had no doubt that Feng Wannian would do something that would make them even more desperate and fearful.

Feng Wannian picked up the dishes on the table with chopsticks, noncommittal.

Jiang Xianxing seemed to have realized something, and hurriedly pulled Lu Chaoyang, who turned pale, fell to his knees with a plop, and finally lowered his head to show his attitude.

"Look...see that we got to know each other...you...you let us go...just for a way out, we will leave Longyuan Mansion tomorrow...no, tonight."

Jiang Xianxing was on the verge of crying, his voice trembling.

Even in his dreams, he would never forget the horror of the man in front of him.

"Lu Chaoyang, you have a hundred ways to prevent him from getting out of Longyuan Mansion, but to keep you from getting out, only one method is enough."

Feng Wannian got up slowly, and a cold voice suddenly sounded in their ears.

This sentence hit the soul like a sharp knife, leaving a scar that will never wear off.

"I...we..."

Jiang Xianxing was trembling, and was about to swear, but when he looked up, the box was empty, except for the blood all over the floor, there was not even a trace of a human figure.

"He...he left..."

Jiang Xianxing only felt a chill all over his body, and instantly collapsed to the ground, his face full of shock.

"Chao... Chaoyang... my mother... that... that is... that is really Feng Wannian..."

Jiang Xianxing's teeth chattered, and Lu Chaoyang's eyes widened as he watched.

"We are crazy... We actually ran here, wanting to shake him... to shake his prestige... crazy... all crazy... you are also crazy when you are riding a horse..."

Jiang Xianxing looked at Lu Chaoyang incoherently.

"Cold... calm down..." Lu Chaoyang growled in a low voice without closing his mouth.

"Let's go...let's go...go all night..."

"Where are you going? Where are you going?" Jiang Xianxing was obviously frightened, and his words and deeds were out of control.

"Take your horse and calm down."

Lu Chaoyang got angry, shook his head, and slapped the other party with his own face.

Snapped……

There was a crisp sound before Jiang Xianxing calmed down.

"Back to the capital...we'll leave overnight...that's right...bring Lan Daocheng..." Lu Chaoyang said in a deep voice.

He was very clear about Feng Wannian's character, this monster only gave him one night, if they continued to stay in Longyuan Mansion before dawn, they would definitely not be able to see the sun tomorrow.

This monster said that he only needs to use one method to keep them out of Longyuan Mansion, the simplest and most direct...

Kill!
"Okay... okay..." Jiang Xian nodded his head like a pounding garlic.

"Feng Wannian, who is neither human nor demon..."

Lu Chaoyang's eyes narrowed, and deep fear was imprinted on his pale face.

It's been five years, and this monster is still the same as before, the only difference is... he would do it for someone else?
The man named Yuhuang...

By the way, that is not a normal person.

"Sure enough, like attracts like, and people are divided into groups..."

Lu Chaoyang cursed secretly in his heart: "Damn... What the hell is this Longyuan Mansion..."

……

Late at night.

Jiangyue Guild Hall.

When Feng Wannian came back, Luo Fu's disciples were almost asleep.

Li Mo was sitting in the gazebo, having nothing to do, watching everyone's dreams with the method of dreaming, which is very interesting.

Of course, the most interesting dreams have always belonged to Shen Yimen. Senior brother Shen, every day is ingenious, changing tricks, feasting Li Mo's eyes, and reminding him of the respectable teachers in his previous life.

"The tongue is divided into flesh, the nose is sticky, and the skills are not enough to make it with the hands... You are indeed Senior Brother Shen."

Li Mo sighed, and the powerful spiritual sense returned to his body.

At almost the same moment, Feng Wannian walked in and ran into Li Mo who opened his eyes head-on.

"As expected of Yuhuang... so good and working so hard, still practicing in the middle of the night..." Feng Wannian grinned and said, "Those who get people killed are bastards."

"Tsk tsk...Old Feng, you bastard, are you sneaking out for supper by yourself?"

Li Mo stood up, grinned, moved closer to Feng Wannian, and sniffed again.

"Why does it still smell like blood?"

"Live sheep that are slaughtered now... the most delicious, I will show you to taste it some other day." Feng Wannian whispered: "I have a way, I can get a kind of wine, eat it with live sheep that are slaughtered, and it will strengthen your body." ..."

"Joke, do I need it?" Li Mo sneered.

If he wants to be "strong", he can directly practice [Dragon Transformation Art], what part of his body can't be strengthened?
"If you are struck by lightning in the future and turn into ashes, you still have to keep this mouth." Feng Wannian said with a smile.

"It's too late...to sleep."

As he spoke, Feng Wannian walked past Li Mo and walked towards his residence.

"Is it really a live sheep that was killed?"

At this moment, Li Mo suddenly spoke, and the quiet voice echoed in the cold courtyard.

"what?"

"I mean, is there any calf? I like to eat beef." Li Mo said lightly.

"You will have everything you want." Feng Wannian murmured softly, and walked back to the residence.

"As expected of Old Feng, with you... everything will happen."

Li Mo smiled knowingly, and continued to spy on other people's dreams.

……

Twenty miles away from Longyuan Mansion.

On the long official road, a carriage came galloping and stopped slowly in front of the simple and luxurious frame.

"Big... my lord... we..."

Lu Chaoyang came out tremblingly, and knelt down in front of the frame with a plop.

"Feng Wannian... You really didn't disappoint me. You have been so diligent for so many years."

At this moment, an indifferent voice slowly came from the ancient frame.

"He is no longer as aggressive as before." Lu Chaoyang said suddenly.

If they were the old Feng Wannian, they would never be able to get out of Longyuan Mansion.

"Do you think he cares about the lives of both of you?"

The indifferent voice sounded again, revealing a hint of mockery.

"Is not it?"

"You are not even as good as ants in front of him... He left you because he wanted me to retreat..."

Inside the frame, the cold eyes fell on Lu Chaoyang's injury.

"Could it be...he has already sensed the adults?"

Lu Chaoyang's complexion suddenly changed, a little unbelievable.

"There are thirteen Xuanmen sword steles, whoever comprehends them can pass through the gods... How can he not feel my existence when he trained our three swords back then?"

The cold words resounded in the dark night, and Xu Jiansheng fell down with a sound, revealing deep anticipation and excitement.

"Let's go..."

"Feng Wannian, I will wait for you in the capital."

Two chapters in one! ! !