Chapter 280: Enemies meet with special jealousy
Chapter 280 The enemy meets with special jealousy
"No, I will come back as a teacher in five days at most." After Tan Yun said, he touched the golden dragon and lion hidden in the front of his shirt.
The golden dragon and lion quietly emerged from Tan Yun's clothes, turned into the size of a cat, and appeared in front of Tan Yun with open wings.
Shrouded by the tortoise-breathing gauze, Shen Subing naturally couldn't see the golden dragon and lion.
"Okay, words count!" Shen Subing stuck out her tongue mischievously. Only in front of Tan Yun would she show such a side.
"Yeah." Tan Yun nodded, and the moment he swept into the void, the golden dragon and lion swiftly clinged up, spreading his golden wings and appearing at Tan Yun's feet.
Under the guidance of Tan Yun, the golden dragon lion carried Tan Yun and quickly disappeared over the snow-filled peak.
Shen Subing looked at the back of Tan Yun's departure with complex eyes, and the corner of her mouth couldn't help but outline a smile.
She was a little lost.
"Miss?" So much so that Shen Qingfeng called, but she didn't hear it.
"Miss..." Shen Qingfeng hunched over, and when he came to Shen Subing, Shen Subing recovered, "Ah...do you call me?"
"Yes, Miss." Shen Qingfeng said with kindness on his face, "Miss, the old slave has something to say, I don't know if I should say it or not."
"But it doesn't matter." Shen Subing was in a good mood.
"Miss, this old slave feels that your eyes are a little different when you look at your master." Shen Qingfeng laughed and said, "Miss won't like your master, right?"
"No, no." There was a trace of panic in Shen Subing's beautiful eyes, and she returned to normal, "He is my master, how could I possibly like him? I just adore him!"
"Really, miss?" Shen Qingfeng joked: "Do you remember? When you wrote the misty fairy way, you said that you will only dance this dance song for the man you like in the future!"
"Really? Did I say it before?" Under the night sky, Shen Subing's cheeks were dyed, and she immediately explained: "Qingfeng, to tell you the truth, the reason why I danced with a song is because the master promised me that he would let me in the future. Take him home, and he will treat my father himself."
"And the master said that I can definitely let my father re-cultivation!"
Hearing this, Shen Qingfeng squinted his eyes, his old body trembled violently with excitement, "Too, great! If the Patriarch can regain his previous strength, why should our Shen family stay in that small place!"
"Well, that's right!" Shen Subing focused her head with anticipation in her eyes, "It would be great if my father could really stand up again..."
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The snow fell more and more, and the night fell more and more.
An hour later, a black shadow descended from the sky and appeared on the top of Pang Daoxian Mountain, walking steadily towards Pang Shiyuan's cave.
He walked very steadily and slowly, like his own fairy mountain.
Who else could this person be if not Tan Yun?
"Is the third elder here?" A hoarse voice came from Tan Yun's mouth, but no one in the cave responded.
"Shhhhh-"
Tan Yun stretched out the tortoise-breathing cold gauze with his right hand, flicked his five fingers, and wisps of spiritual power, in a mysterious trajectory, crossed the night sky and shot into the cave, the space at the entrance of the cave vibrated, as if a curtain of water flashed away .
But it was Tan Yun who broke the prohibition of the cave with ease, and immediately stepped into the cave without a trace.
The cave mansion was empty, and Tan Yun took a seat, just like in his own cave mansion...
At the same time, Lu Dao Xianshan.
"Brother Lu, it's getting late at night, so I'll go back first." Pang Shiyuan cupped his hands.
"Well, I'll send you." Lu Wu sent Pang Shiyuan out of the cave, and said with a gloomy look: "We still need to take a long-term plan to deal with Shen Subing. Brother Pang Xian, please walk slowly, because brother, go to Xianmen now and ask my father, what happened? What, Shen Subing returned to the inner door still alive."
"Okay, farewell." Pang Shiyuan finished speaking, stepping on the flying sword and disappearing into the snow.
At this moment, Pang Shiyuan was in a very good mood, he didn't care whether Shen Subing died or not.
What he cares about is that his relationship with Lu Wu is getting stronger and stronger, and he is close to this big tree!
In his opinion, even if Shen Subing doesn't die, sooner or later, he will be promoted to the Elder of Xianmen Pill Vein. At that time, Lu Wu will definitely be the chief of the inner sect Danmai. After Lu Wu also enters the fairy gate, the position of the chief of the inner danmai is not his own?
Pang Shiyuan, who was enjoying the spring breeze, hummed a little song almost all the way, and returned to Pang Dao Xianshan.
Because I was in such a good mood, when I walked outside the cave, I realized that the ban on my cave had been lifted!
"Who is trespassing into the old cave mansion!" Pang Shiyuan's smile suddenly disappeared outside the cave mansion, and he stared at the cave mansion vigilantly!
"Third elders, don't make a fuss, an old friend came to see you, why, aren't you welcome?" A faint old voice came from the cave.
"Old man, your voice is so unfamiliar, what kind of old friend are you?" Pang Shiyuan frowned, still vigilant.
"Look at how timid you are, didn't you know if you came in?" The voice in the cave was still indifferent.
"Courageous?" Pang Shiyun snorted coldly in his heart, seemingly calm, but in fact he was still vigilant and entered the cave.
He is not afraid that an enemy will come to him, because he has no other enemy except Tan Yun, who he killed without knowing it!
"Who are you?" Pang Shiyuan frowned as he looked at the person sitting on the jade chair, wearing a turtle-breathing gauze.
"You'll find out later." Tan Yun had a cruel smile on his face, his tone was flat, and it seemed to be anti-customer-oriented, "Sit down and talk first."
Pang Shiyuan, who was full of doubts, sat opposite Tan Yun and said solemnly, "Now this elder can see the true face of fellow Daoist?"
"No hurry, no hurry, the old man asked you something, you answered, we are meeting honestly." Tan Yun's slow tone was a torment for Pang Shiyuan.
This kind of feeling is very uncomfortable, but I don't know the strength of the opponent, I don't know whether it is an enemy or a friend, and I don't dare to make a rash move!
"You said." Pang Shiyuan looked angry.
Tan Yun's hoarse voice filled every corner of the cave, "At the end of the day more than a year ago, did you kill Tan Yun alone, or was it the result of someone negotiating with you?"
"Whoosh!"
Pang Shiyuan's face changed greatly, like a cat whose tail was stepped on, he jumped up from the jade chair, waved his right arm, and immediately cast a soundproof barrier!
"Who are you!" Pang Shiyuan shouted, his right hand turned over, a middle-grade treasure flying sword appeared in his hand, and the sword pointed at Tan Yun, "If you don't say it again, don't blame this elder for being ruthless!"
"Hehehe, since you want to know, so what if I let you take a look?" When Tan Yun suddenly lifted the turtle's breath, his facial features were extremely distorted, like a ghost staring at Pang Shiyuan!
"You...you...this little **** didn't die!" Pang Shiyuan's eyes widened, his eyes were red, and his fierceness was revealed. "Little evil beast, if it wasn't for this elder's carelessness more than a year ago, how could he have been hurt by you!"
"The hatred of the broken arm, the hatred of the lost finger, today's elders let you repay ten thousand times!"
"This elder will never give you another chance to cast talismans!"
Tan Yunyou sat on the chair fearlessly, staring at Pang Shiyuan like he was playing with his prey, "I'm here, don't you think that I killed Pang He and Sun Abe?"
Hearing this, Pang Shiyuan trembled, "I'm going to kill you!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Pang Shiyuan swung his sword and slashed towards Tan Yun's neck like lightning!
The speed was so fast that Tan Yun was absolutely unable to escape!
