little wolf cub

Chapter 117 The Empty Court

In Chongshan House, Yan Bo held a cup of tea and didn't take a sip for a long time.

"They haven't left yet?"

"No." Cheng Zhenlu lay down on the chair carelessly: "The demon king and the sects are still blocked at the foot of the mountain. It has been blocked for several days. Usually they are so far away, and the two sides are shouting and killing all day long. Now They were so close, there was no chance of a fight."

After saying that, she yawned a lot, and was patted on the back of the head by Fang Churan: "Girl, pay attention to your manners."

Cheng Zhenlu raised his hand and rubbed the back of his head, and muttered something, Yan Bo didn't hear it clearly, but Fang Churan did, he raised his eyebrows slightly, Cheng Zhenlu immediately sat down in his seat and didn't make any fuss.

The dejected look made Yan Bo slightly bend his eyes.

"Where are the people from the demon world?"

"It's also at the foot of the mountain." Cheng Zhenlu didn't sit for a long time. She leaned her elbows on the chair and rested her chin with one hand: "By the way, third senior brother was taken away by Chu Fuxuan, are you alright?"

Yan Bo put the teacup on the table: "It's okay, he values ​​Xiaoyu and won't do anything to him, otherwise he wouldn't have sent someone to help him all the way."

"When our affairs here are over, it won't be too late to go to the demon world to ask for someone."

"How is Fu Ge?"

"Fortunately, I went to see her yesterday and talked to her for half an hour."

"That's good." Yan Bo breathed a sigh of relief, "I can't get away from Churan during this period of time to prevent accidents. If you have time to see Fuge, remember to tell Fuge that things outside will be resolved by themselves. Way, let her not worry."

"Brother, have you figured out a way?"

Yan Bo shook his head.

"That……"

"There is always a way." His slender index finger tapped lightly on the table: "No matter what, my Chongshan faction will not be reduced to being coerced and handed over to Director Feng."

Cheng Zhenlu frowned when he heard the words, and cursed impatiently: "I don't know what that old man Jiang Zige ate wrongly, he caught us and bit us like crazy, and even fanned the flames in various sects, offending Zhongshan Is there any good in partying him?"

"Or is he doing justice?"

"How can there be so much righteous indignation." Yan Bo said indifferently: "It's all driven by interests."

"The Chongshan faction in the human world has been the champion for a long time now, some people are jealous and want to drag the Chongshan faction down."

Fang Churan sneered, with contempt in his eyes, he took Yan Bo's words and said, "I don't even look at how much I weigh."

Yan Bo blinked at Fang Churan.

"Master." A servant boy outside the door saluted Yan Bo from a distance: "Master Shen of Yingyue Palace, master of Junren Pai Yan, master of Beijiu School Jiang, and master of Fengge Zhu, please see me outside. "

"I don't see you." Yan Bo looked away, without any hesitation in his tone.

"Yes." The boy took the order and retreated.

"Don't you see them?" Cheng Zhenlu asked.

"No need." Yan Bo replied: "Jiang Zige and the others are here to force people, and Zhu Qianbai is probably here to make peace with each other. We won't make friends with each other. It's better to save each other some tongues."

"You haven't rested for several days, go and take a rest first, I'll watch over here." Fang Churan walked to Yan Bo's side, raised his hand and touched the corner of his eyes and said.

With Fang Churan's fingertips rubbing the corners of Yan Bo's eyes, a light smile gently spread out, and the smile was as warm as the spring breeze, and the slightly tired look in his eyes just now fainted, and a flower bloomed in the corner of his eyes. Lovely warm colors.

He took Xia Churan's hand, lowered his head and kissed Fang Churan's fingertips lightly, and bent his eyes: "Your husband can still hold on."

Fang Churan was taken aback by Yan Bo's actions, then he came back to his senses and wanted to pull out his hand, but Yan Bo squeezed it so tightly that he couldn't pull it out for a while.

Cheng Zhenlu on the side wailed, "...I'm going blind."

"Do you need me to help you?" Yan Bo raised his eyes slightly and asked Cheng Zhenlu.

"Don't bother senior brother, I didn't see anything." Cheng Zhenlu immediately sat upright.

Fang Churan shook his head helplessly: "It's been so many years, why do you still look so dishonest?"

Yan Bo didn't speak, but just looked at Fang Churan with a wide smile.

"Master." The servant boy outside the room came back after half an hour, he folded his hands and lowered his head: "Chunqiu Peak is here."

……

On Chunqiu Peak of Chongshan School, Yan Bo stood in the empty courtyard.

"Where are people?" He asked, looking at the two female disciples who were kneeling behind him and pleading guilty.

"No... I don't know."

"Yesterday, after Peak Master Cheng left, the Peak Master said he wanted to stay by himself and told us not to enter the courtyard. Today I waited to serve the Peak Master, but there was no answer from the room. Only after I opened the door did I find that the Peak Master was gone."

Yan Bo's expression remained unchanged, but the ground under his boots had been shaken open by the undercurrent of spiritual power.

Fang Churan frowned fiercely, turned around and walked out of the courtyard.

"Second senior brother, where are you going?" Cheng Zhenlu saw Fang Churan's frightening expression, and unconsciously wanted to hold him back.

"I'm going to get that worry back."

"Churan, don't worry." Yan Bo called Fang Churan.

Fang Churan stopped.

"How do you look for it alone? Before she ran far, Churan, you let the disciples scatter down the mountain to look for it, and Zhenlu led the disciples to search in the mountain." Yan Bo thought for a moment, and then said: "Hidden, don't be alarmed. outsiders."

As soon as Yan Bo finished speaking, a ray of spiritual light suddenly flashed from the sky. Cheng Zhenlu cut off the spiritual book, unfolded it for a moment, then her expression sank. She raised her eyes, and the spiritual book slowly collapsed between her fingers.

"……no need."

"The news came from the disciples in front of the mountain gate that just now the Beijiu Sect, Yingyue Palace, Junren Sect and other major sects have retreated from the mountain, and the rest of the smaller sects are also going down the mountain one after another."

"Where are the people in the devil world?" Yan Bo asked.

"Everyone in the demon world is still in front of the mountain gate and has not retreated."

The wind pushes down the fallen leaves, and a round of blood-like setting sun hangs dyingly on a distant mountain peak. It is deserted and lonely, and it is difficult to look at it from afar.

That is Ling Shuangfeng.

He suddenly felt a sense of uneasiness.

"Eldest brother?" Seeing that he hadn't spoken for a long time, Cheng Zhenlu couldn't help calling out.

Yan Bo withdrew his gaze, responded with an "um", he walked to Fang Churan's side, and took Fang Churan's hand comfortingly.

Most of the anxiety and impatience on Fang Churan's face dissipated because of Yan Bo's action.

"No hurry." Yan Bo put Fang Churan's hand in his hand and said in a low voice.

"What should we do now?" Fang Churan calmed down and asked.

Yan Bo led Fang Churan out of the courtyard: "Still do as I said, but there is no need to hide it anymore."

"Also, go check." Yan Bo raised his long and thick eyelashes, revealing a slight chill in his eyes.

"I'd like to see how many eyes have been buried in this Chongshan faction. Outsiders will know about what happened to my Chongshan faction before I, the Chongshan sect's head."

"After finding out, kill him directly, don't need to listen to the argument, so as not to cause trouble, just give me a roster later." The distant setting sun reflected on Yan Bo's body, dyeing his clothes with a thin layer of blood .

After saying that, he seemed to think of something, looked at Cheng Zhenlu again, smiled softly and said: "By the way, find out the masters behind those eyes, their masters buried them in so hard, we always have to Send it back."

"Eldest Brother means..." Cheng Zhenlu looked at Yan Bo with some puzzlement.

"It's a waste of time for us to send the whole thing back. Cut off the head, put it in a brocade box, wrap it in a good way, and send it back to their master."

"Yes."

Er, Yan Bo said again: "Send a letter to Yi Ze, tell him that Fu Ge has escaped, and ask him to send someone to look for it."

Cheng Zhenlu nodded, summoned Yi Ning Jian, and stepped on the sword to break the wind without any delay.

As the night darkened, on the other side, in the Demon Palace, Lin Yu was pinned down on the soft couch by Fu Xuan.