Pick a School Flower as Your Wife

Chapter 582: Ants

A ray of sky, strong wind blowing.

Behind Wenren Lige, there seemed to be countless petals flying all over the sky, sweeping up a faint murderous aura, filling the entire sky.

The words fell for a moment, but there was no response.

Wenren Lige's mouth bends slightly, and he hummed coldly, and suddenly swept his sleeves. In an instant, countless petals flew out in one direction, a type of'fairy scattered flowers', a seemingly soft trick, but it was like a thunderbolt. Bombarded on a stone wall.

boom.

In an instant, rubble shot everywhere.

Almost at the same time, a figure ‘swish’ jumped up and shot at the same time, knocking down the debris flying from all around.

As soon as the figure fell to the ground, Luo Feng's eyes fixed on Wenren Lige, "It turns out that it is Wenren Palace Master."

Doubts flashed deep in Luo Feng's eyes. He came to practice in the sky by himself. Even Jiang Xiaoxue didn't even know how Wenren Lige could easily find out? Luo Feng was convinced that it was impossible for his breath to leak, otherwise, the one who came to the door this time would be more than just listening to the music.

At the beginning, Luo Feng devoted himself to cultivation, his mind and mind were united, and he did not know the arrival of Wenren Lige. Unexpectedly, after Wenren Lige came to the front line of the sky, he attacked himself without saying a word. This made Luo Feng's eyes flashed with anger, and he was disturbed during cultivation, and he might get confused at any time.

Wenren Lige, as the Palace Master of the Shenhua Palace, could not fail to understand this, but even so, she still shot.

"I don't know when the kid offended the Palace Master Wenren?" Luo Feng gave his hand lightly, and said softly, neither humble nor overbearing.

At this moment, Wenren Lige's eyes flashed unexpectedly, "A mere six-rank ant of Mingjin can escape this blow from this palace?"

Without changing his face, Luo Feng calmly watched Wenren Lige.

After a while, Wenren Lige held his hands on his back and glanced at Luo Feng coldly, "Why don't you leave Zhujian Peak?"

"I'm really curious, how did Palace Master Wenren know that I haven't left?" Luo Feng asked indifferently.

"It's okay to tell you." Wenren Lige replied, "From the moment you stepped into the bamboo house last night, your body was stained with a unique smell of pollen. It will not dissipate within three days, even if it is No matter how deep you hide, it will be easy for this palace to pull you out."

"Fuck it out?" Luo Feng said with a smile after pondering a few times, "Palace Master Wenren, I'm afraid this is a misnomer."

"Huh, Luo Feng, don't assume that the palace doesn't know what you are thinking." Wenren Lige said in a cold voice, "Meng'er is kind and innocent, and he is not deeply involved in world affairs, and you, just Just use her to achieve your purpose."

"What." Luo Feng was dumbfounded, looking at Wenren Lige, murmured, "Palace Master Wenren, your imagination is too rich."

Wen Ren Lige's eyes flashed with disdain, "A big man dare to be daring, and dare to quibble?"

"I would like to ask the palace lord," Luo Feng said, arching his hands, "I am going to use Teacher Jun, what purpose do I achieve?"

"Enter the Sanjiao and become a disciple of the Sanjiao." Wenren Lige fell down one word at a time.

Luo Feng was stunned, and immediately laughed blankly, "Sanjiao disciple? I'm not interested."

Wen Yan, Wen Ren Lige's eyes looked at Luo Feng even more contemptuous, not interested in becoming a disciple of the Sanjiao? What international joke, there are still martial artists in the world, don't want to enter the three religions practice?

"Originally, my palace was only skeptical, but now it seems that you are close to Meng'er, it is indeed wolf ambition." Wen Ren Li Ge revealed murderous intent.

Luo Feng seemed to feel a cold air rushing toward his face, and he took a step back subconsciously, staring at Wenren Lige, "If you want to be guilty, there is nothing wrong with it. Palace Master Wenren, then, what do you want? "

"There is only one road." Wenren Lige looked indifferent, "You, Luo Feng, disappeared from Meng'er's sight forever."

"Even if I promise you now, it may not be..."

"So, I don't need your consent." Before Luo Feng finished speaking, Wen Ren Li Ge had already interrupted, with a murderous expression on his face. "There is only one kind of person in the world who is most trustworthy."

"Dead man." Luo Feng's face was as calm as water, but in the depths of his eyes, a ball of flame was gradually burning.

The heart is angry.

Wenren Lige, only relying on this unreasonable charge, or that he might have an influence on Jun Lianmeng, he must kill himself. This moment, he has no influence on the so-called three religions and five sects. Luo Feng, who liked him, added a bit of disgust out of thin air.

"It's good for you to have this consciousness." Wenren Lige's eyes swept across the sky, and the smoke lingered. "If you can be buried under such a wonderful and dangerous scenery, you should rest in peace."

"Haha..."

Suddenly, Luo Feng raised his head and laughed, an unruly color flashed between his eyebrows, his voice was full of disdain when he heard the song of people, "The three religions and the five schools are so low-handed."

"What are you talking about." Wenren Lige's face sank, "I don't know anything that is high and thick. This palace will kill you. It is as easy as choking an ant. If it weren't for Meng'er's sake, you would be dead. The whole body was killed in Huangquan."

Luo Feng smiled and waved his hand, "Then I, an ant, beg Wenren Palace Master to fulfill it."

"Arrogant."

As soon as the words fell, Wenren Lige swayed his sleeves, and swept up the multicolored petals all over the sky. Every wink contained a murderous intent. In a moment, the murderous intent was obvious, everywhere, everywhere, overwhelming. He came and wrapped Luo Feng's body in a blink of an eye.

This is just the power brought by Wenren Lige's casual wave of sleeves.

Wenren Ligegui is the lord of the Shenhua Palace, the fifty-third holy list.

An extremely terrifying ranking, after all, the top fifty of the holy list, most of them are firmly occupied by the strong of the three religions.

In her eyes, Luo Feng was just a little guy of Mingjin Sixth Rank, saying that he was an "ant", and she felt a little insulted to hear Ren Lige.

boom! boom! boom! boom!

With Luofeng as the center, the petals shot past. At that instant, almost all of them hit Luofeng. There was a loud explosion, rumbling and shaking the sky, and the sky was everywhere, and several cliffs were bombarded by gravel. , The scene is magnificent.

And Luo Feng's figure was completely submerged.

"An ant is an ant after all." Wen Ren Lige shook his head, his expression calm and colorless, Luo Feng's life and death had no effect on her at all, "Blame it, blame you for using Meng'er. You can't be her. Demon."

Wenren Lige flicked his sleeves, and turned around to leave.

"Palace Master Wenren is indeed an elegant and noble person, playing with flowers and plants, very skilled." Behind him, a voice rang with some playfulness. "Unfortunately, with just this power, it seems that I can't kill my ant."