Brother, Stop Doing It, You Are A Villain!

Feng Shao glanced at Lu Qingyuan, and said calmly: "It seems that we can only admit defeat this time. It's a pity that without the flames of Bifang Crane, the rebuilding of the pill refining pavilion and the foundry will have to be postponed for a while."

Lu Qingyuan couldn't help trembling.

Feng Shao noticed Lu Qingyuan's reaction, but turned around and walked back without saying anything. And Lu Qingyuan followed behind him, distraught.

After learning the news that the thief had fled far away, all the disciples cursed loudly.

They risked their lives to come to the Bifang Crane Plain, and tried their best to get the Bifang Crane Flame, but they were cut off by a guy who came out of nowhere. How could everyone not hate it? ? But at this time, everyone was wounded, and Feng Shao, who was the strongest, was even more so. It is obviously impossible for them to recover the flame of Bifang Crane.

Everyone was extremely depressed, but there was nothing they could do.

Feng Shao found a secluded corner and began to treat the wound. Although the shadow of Bifang Crane is just a shadow, its strength is much worse than the real Bifang Crane, but it is not something he can easily deal with. In fact, everyone was extremely lucky to exit Bifang Crane intact.

One of the top ten forbidden places is indeed not a place of ease.

After treating the wound, Feng Shao began to help others adjust their breath.

And Lu Qingyuan sat in a secluded corner, with mixed feelings and confusion.

Due to the huge consumption of everyone, we can only spend the night here temporarily today. Under Feng Shao's arrangement, everyone started cooking and building tents. During the meal, everyone remembered that they had been cut off after working hard for the past few days, and cursed again.

Feng Shao was the calmest among the crowd. He just ate in silence without saying anything, and he seemed to be wandering in the sky. After eating, Feng Shao continued to meditate and adjust his breath. From the beginning to the end, Feng Shao was taciturn, obviously in a bad mood.

Everyone saw it, and hated the man in black even more in their hearts.

At night, everyone got into the tent and prepared to sleep. Lu Qingyuan and Han Biyun lived in the same tent, and got in early. But as soon as she lay down, Han Biyun sneaked in and Lu Qingyuan said, "Junior Sister, Brother Feng has something to ask for you."

Lu Qingyuan's heart suddenly "thumped", feeling faintly uneasy. But she didn't say anything, just got out of the tent in silence.

According to the direction Han Biyun pointed, Lu Qingyuan found Feng Shao hundreds of meters away from the camp. At this moment, Feng Shao was facing away from him, looking at the silent wilderness.

Lu Qingyuan approached Feng Shao and was about to speak when Feng Shao said indifferently: "Junior Sister Lu, don't you have anything to say to me?"

Lu Qingyuan's heart suddenly beat violently. She forcibly suppressed the uneasiness in her heart, and said in a tone as calm as possible: "Junior Sister doesn't understand what Brother Feng means."

silence.

After a long time, Feng Shao said: "Junior Sister Lu, if my calculations are correct, you have been in the school for seven years. During these seven years, how has Sect treated you?"

Lu Qingyuan replied: "Master treats me like a father like a mother, and Sect treats me like an ocean of kindness."

Feng Shao nodded and said, "Since this is the case, if Sect needs it, are you willing to devote your life and soul to Sect, even giving your life?"

Lu Qingyuan didn't know why, but she still replied: "It's natural. Sect treats me like home, and even if I'm smashed to pieces, I can't repay it."

Feng Shao sighed a long time, and said in a low voice: "Anyone can say good things, but how many people can really do it?"

Lu Qingyuan couldn't help but asked: "What exactly is Brother Feng's intention, you might as well speak up."

Feng Shao turned around, looked at Lu Qingyuan with piercing eyes, and said, "Junior Sister Lu, let me ask you, if someone does something that is not good for Sect, what will you do?"

Just as Lu Qingyuan was about to answer, Feng Shao sneered and said, "Perhaps for Junior Sister Lu, the damage to the interests of the sect doesn't need to be taken seriously at all, right? Maybe some people are far more important in Sister Lu's heart than the sect .”

Lu Qingyuan's heart suddenly turned cold, but at this moment, she could only force herself to say calmly: "Junior sister doesn't understand what Brother Feng means?"

"Don't understand? I think you are trying to pretend that you don't understand?" Feng Shao looked at Lu Qingyuan with a serious tone, "Where did the thief who snatched the flame of Bifang Crane come from, Junior Sister Lu really doesn't know?"

This time, Lu Qingyuan's whole heart became cold.

Since Feng Shao can say such a thing, sophistry is basically useless. Lu Qingyuan was short of breath, at a loss, and didn't know how to answer for a moment. And Feng Shao said coldly: "Junior Sister Lu keeps saying that she is willing to contribute to Sect, but why is the flame of Bifang Crane stolen, but you have to hide the identity of the person who snatched it? Do you know how important the flame of Bifang Crane is to Sect? Do you know?" With the flames of Bifang Crane, we can really have our own pill refining pavilion and foundry, and all the same sects can use better medicine pills and better quality weapons?"

"I didn't!" Lu Qingyuan yelled, "I didn't hide that person's identity! I don't even know who he is!"

"Lie!" Feng Shao said calmly, "Junior Sister Lu, you still refuse to tell the truth at this point, do you want me to explain the situation to the head master and expel you from the sect?"

Lu Qingyuan couldn't help being dumbfounded.

Since entering the Sect, Feng Shao has taken care of her a lot, so that she once suspected that Feng Shao had an attempt to make things difficult for her. Later, Lu Qingyuan learned that Feng Shao did this because of her excellent aptitude, and hoped that she would grow quickly to develop Sect. But even so, Lu Qingyuan also felt that Feng Shao's feelings towards own should be different from others.

But now, Feng Shao said the words to expel her from the teacher's school, how could she not be terrified?

Feng Shao continued: "Junior Sister Lu, you have excellent aptitude in Sect, and few of your peers can match it. I teach you earnestly, and I only hope that you can take charge of my side as soon as possible and help me share the pressure. But if you don't distinguish between public and private, black and white Then, if I continue to train you, wouldn't I be cultivating a huge disaster for Sect?"

Lu Qingyuan felt her hands and feet were cold, and her heart was ashamed. She never expected that Feng Shao, who has always been tolerant and generous, would use the word "scourge" to describe her.

It made her feel both sad and ashamed.

At the same time, there is also a faint feeling of dissatisfaction.

Feng Shao said coldly: "Junior Sister Lu, let me ask you again, who is that thief who snatched the flames of Bifang Crane?"

Feng Shao's tone already had a hint of murderous intent, as if he no longer regarded Lu Qingyuan as a fellow apprentice of his own.

Lu Qingyuan looked at Feng Shao with a sharp expression, gritted her teeth, hesitated for a while, and finally shook her head slowly.

Feng Shao stared at her for a long time, then suddenly let out a "chi" and smiled self-deprecatingly.

"I didn't expect, I didn't expect, Sect trained a disciple for seven years, and in the end he turned out to be a person who doesn't distinguish between public and private. Do you think I don't know who that person is unless you tell me? All I want is your attitude , and I just gave you the last chance, but unfortunately you are unwilling to take it."

Lu Qingyuan's heart skipped a beat, and she suddenly had a bad premonition.

Sure enough, immediately after she heard Feng Shao say indifferently: "After returning to the mountain, I will explain everything to the head master. Ye Chen, a disciple of the three sects, brazenly robbed the stolen Sect, and you Lu Qingyuan Then cover it up." Lu Qingyuan cried out, "You don't have evidence, so you can't accuse me so wrongly!"

"Are you wronged? Hehe, after Ye Chen returns to the mountain, everything will be known. Lu Qingyuan, let's do it for ourselves!"

After Feng Shao dropped these words, he walked away, leaving only Lu Qingyuan who was at a loss what to do.

In fact, Feng Shao was extremely reluctant to go this far, but helplessly, Lu Qingyuan didn't know right from wrong, and even tried to cover Ye Chen, a young man. It is true that it was not Lu Qingyuan's responsibility that Bifang Crane was robbed, but her failure to report it was tantamount to putting her personal feelings above Sect's interests. If things go on like this, sooner or later, the entire Taiwei Sect will be sold by someone like her, and Feng Shao, as the son of Sect, cannot tolerate her.

Of course, people like Ye Chen who eat inside and outside can't stay in Taiwei Sect.

It's a pity, so many years of careful cultivation, so many years of fellowship.

On the way back to the mountain, Lu Qingyuan was taciturn, and Feng Shao was also unsmiling, causing the atmosphere of the whole team to become quite dignified. The rest of the disciples noticed this, but no one dared to ask Feng Shao, they could only discuss it in private.

Three days passed in a blink of an eye.

When Mount Taiwei loomed up on the horizon, Lu Qingyuan felt a sense of fear in her heart. For the first time in her life, she dared not look directly at the Sect who she once regarded as a writer. She suddenly wanted to find an excuse to stop here, but how could Feng Shao, who was flying in the front, give her this chance?

Seeing Taiwei Mountain getting closer and closer, the fear in Lu Qingyuan's heart also increased by the minute. Just when Lu Qingyuan was about to be completely occupied by own fear, Feng Shao sternly shouted from ahead.

"Who? Get out!"

In the surprised eyes of everyone, a cloud of black mist appeared in front of everyone. The black mist twisted and twisted in the air, and after a while, it condensed into a human form.

I saw that person was wearing a black robe, and his face was difficult to discern under the black mist. But just looking at the way he appeared on the stage, and looking at his red eyes with black mist, anyone can see the identity of the opponent Devil Cultivator.

Feng Shao stood with his sword in his hand, looked at the opponent, and said coldly: "Where did the Devil Cultivator come from, dare to block my way!"

After the Devil Cultivator let out a piercing laugh, he said darkly: "I've heard for a long time that Feng Shao, the son of the Taiwei Sect, is a talented person with an extraordinary bearing, and seeing him today really deserves his reputation!"

Feng Shao snorted coldly and said, "You stopped us, is it just to talk nonsense?"

"Of course not!" The Devil Cultivator laughed, "Under the leadership of you, Feng Shao, the Taiwei Sect has gradually grown in power over the years, and now it has become the second-rate sect in Dongzhou. It's a pity that your Taiwei Sect has insufficient background. The second-rate Sect is still far inferior. Isn’t this Sect equivalent to a big meal for our Demon Sect? And of course we came here today to eat your big meal!”

"You guys?" Feng Shao was startled for a moment, and then shouted at Han Biyun: "Junior Sister Han, quickly bring everyone back to Sect! I'm here to cut off the heirs for you!"

Han Biyun suddenly turned pale with shock: "But Senior Brother Feng..."

"Stop talking nonsense, let's go!"

When Feng Shao urged everyone to leave, the Devil Cultivator smiled sinisterly: "Want to leave? Sorry, none of you can leave!"