The first scumbag in heaven

On the outskirts of the capital, in a small thatched hut, several cultivators in white clothes like snow were full of anxiety, one of the older cultivators slapped the table and said coldly: "What does Mu Lizong mean? We agreed to attack the capital together, but now we say we won’t do it.”

A young cultivator leaning against the mud wall sneered, "Who made them unlucky, it's so close to Tangjiabao, Tang Yiguan took a few people there, they lost all courage."

The elder cultivator said: "I didn't expect Tang Yiguan to be alive. Isn't it rumored that he has been dead for many years?"

The young cultivator said: "The rumors can't be true. As soon as Tang Jiabao's avatar comes out, look how many people retreat."

The older cultivator said: "The most important thing is that there are still a few people in their family who are in the realm of transforming gods, and they have been reclusive. Now is a good time to see how much heritage their family has."

Regardless of their being in the same camp, the young cultivator mercilessly said: "I'm afraid we have seen their background, and they have seen our death."

The older cultivator shouted: "Meng Suifeng, what are you talking about?"

Meng Suifeng laughed, and said: "Xiao Laiyu, you and I are in the same realm, but I let you be the leader because of your age. Don't think too highly of yourself."

Xiao Laiyu snorted coldly, and was about to speak when he was interrupted.

"Two, the enemy should not fight among themselves now."

Meng Suifeng squinted his eyes and smiled, and said: "Mr. Mi Sui, you really don't feel pain in your back when you stand and talk. Oh, I remember that Xiao Laiyu's sect issued a hunting order to sacrifice your soul to Qingxi Yuanjun. Tell me, will Brother Xiao complete the task? Haha, you should worry about yourself, don’t die in the hands of your own people.”

After teasing the two of them, Meng Suifeng was in a good mood, and opened the window to enjoy the autumn scenery.

Inside the house, Xiao Laiyu comforted him: "Min Suijun, my master has removed this order, and no one from Yuguang Sect will chase you down."

Mi Suijun smiled and said: "Brother Xiao, don't worry, I already know about this matter, and I will definitely not be provoked by villains to guard against Brother Xiao."

Meng Suifeng in front of the window hummed and smiled.I thought in my heart that they are really hypocritical. They are obviously on guard against each other, but they still have to pretend to be friendly. It's really disgusting.

The quarrel is over, and Xiao Laiyu talked about his plans for the next few days: the original plan remains unchanged, breaking the defense of the capital as soon as possible, and taking the entire capital.

Xiao Laiyu assigned the direction, and several people in the thatched hut left one after another, summoned their subordinates, and went to several weak points of the defense formation.

In the forest, Meng Huayu, Meng Suifeng's younger brother, saw that everyone was walking away, so he came over cautiously, and talked to his brother eagerly: "Third brother, I'm a little scared."

Meng Suifeng glanced at him and said, "Then you go home."

Meng Huayu curled his lips, looking like he was about to cry. "Third brother, can we succeed?"

Meng Suifeng chuckled and said, "Who knows? Little Si, no one knows who will be the winner until the moment the dust settles."

Meng Huayu turned his gaze to the village where the smoke was rising, and asked, "Third brother, it is said that Yi Suan Xingjun doesn't care whether Luo Jinguo lives or dies, but..."

Meng Suifeng said impatiently: "I know. Can you act like a cultivator? It's annoying to death." Submissive, not at all like a mother.

Meng Huayu was startled, and argued with a trembling tone: "People have thousands of faces, and things have thousands of kinds. I'm timid and I don't want to."

Meng Suifeng raised his eyes, and said viciously, "Don't make excuses. If you weren't born by A Niang, I will care about your life."

Meng Huayu grunted twice, but did not dare to speak again.

Meng Suifeng waved impatiently, "Go, follow them, don't leave alone, I will send someone to find you then."

Meng Huayu timidly agreed.

The protective formation of the capital was personally designed by the Imperial Master Mo Lian. Ninety-nine 81 formations formed the protective formation to protect the entire capital.Master Mo Lian once said: This formation can only be broken through cooperation from the inside and the outside.

For thousands of years, there are not no people who want to break the protective formation, but no matter from the outside or from the inside, as long as a single attack is made, it will be useless. If one is broken, the spiritual power of the other eighty places will extend, even People with deep perseverance can't resist the spiritual power of the other eighty places, even if they can, but the cultivators in the capital are not dead, and they will naturally know if something happens in one place, and of course they will come to check and take it down. spoiler.

Moreover, only a few people know that the protective array designed by Molian Guoshi is cumbersome and has its own illusion, which is one of the reasons why the capital is still standing.

As long as there is spiritual power or spirit stones, coupled with timely maintenance, the protective formation of the capital can continue to be used for tens of thousands of years. As for tens of thousands of years later, whether Luo Jinguo is there or not, the protective formation naturally doesn't care. use.Perhaps, one day, this protective array can still operate, but the capital it is to protect has long been in ruins, covered with weeds, and there is no one inhabited in the territory of thousands of miles.

Back then, Imperial Master Mo Lian said: I hope that there will be someone or an immortal sect who can design a better guard formation than this one.There are talents from generation to generation, each leading the way for hundreds of years.

It's a pity that it hasn't appeared yet.

Meng Suifeng slowly flew to a point outside the protective formation they were going to break through, and waved his hand to the Yin Yin who was looking over, saying, "Go to work."

Since the protective array has been in operation, its principle has long been understood by the major immortal families. It is not difficult to crack it, but it is difficult to crack 81 places to be considered completely destroyed.

Seeing his subordinates getting ready, Meng Suifeng leaned leisurely under a tree, and sighed in a bored tone: "Master Guoshi really likes the number 81." Living in the entire capital, a small formation is formed with 81 runes.

"Because it sounds good!" A gentle voice sounded from behind the tree.

"Who?" Meng Suifeng turned away, staring at him warily.

"Guess." The gentle voice was playful, and a red headband was slowly blown out by the wind, with lotus flowers of different shapes embroidered with silver thread on it.

Meng Suifeng's breathing was stagnant, and the hand holding the sword on his waist trembled uncontrollably.

No way?No way?Meng Suifeng denied it desperately in his heart, but the hair tie fluttering in the wind was deeply imprinted in his eyes and engraved in his heart.

"Third brother?"

"Third son?"

Behind him came the calls of his younger brother and his subordinates, Meng Suifeng bit the tip of his tongue and shouted at them, "Run!"

"Third brother, what are you doing?"

"Third Young Master, what are you looking at? Nothing?"

No no?That's what you didn't see, idiots.Meng Suifeng scolded others in his heart, wishing he could cut down the two idiots behind him.

Meng Huayu asked suspiciously: "Third Brother, what's wrong with this tree?" Although he was timid, his eyes were still fine. The tree surrounded by one person was straighter, which was strange, so His brother kept watching.

Meng Suifeng ignored them and stared straight behind the tree, as if there was a peerless monster hidden behind the tree.

Meng Huayu took a few steps to the back of the tree, looked at his brother strangely, and said, "Third brother, there is nothing, are you too nervous, did you misread something?"

Meng Suifeng watched the red hairband fluttering in the wind, and because of Meng Huayu's position, the end of the hairband just brushed against his arm.

In Meng Suifeng's eyes, the red hairband is not a hairband but a giant red python spewing snake letters, which is just about to move, intending to devour people.

A string in Meng Suifeng's mind broke, he didn't care about other things, he kicked Meng Huayu away first, then, with the sword out of its sheath, the blade was shining, and stabbed someone around the tree.

There was a ding, the sound of the sword tip piercing the jade.Meng Suifeng looked up, and happened to meet a pair of Qiushui smiling eyes.

As soon as his wrist softened, Meng Suifeng couldn't hold his saber, and knelt down straight, with blood in his mouth, unable to utter a word.

"Third brother!" Meng Huayu stretched out his hand to help, but was brought to the ground himself.

Dizzy and dizzy, Meng Huayu felt the person beside her shaking.Regardless of his dizzy mind, Meng Huayu got up anxiously, supported Meng Suifeng, and asked incoherently, "Third Brother, what's wrong? What happened? Third Brother."

Meng Suifeng forcibly swallowed the fishy sweetness in his throat, and asked hoarsely, "Meng Huayu, what is in front of me?"

Meng Huayu replied puzzled: "Third brother, it's a tree! It's a tree! What's wrong? Don't scare me?"

Hearing his younger brother's answer, Meng Suifeng closed his eyes, and reached out to fumble for his saber.It's an illusion, it's an illusion.

Holding the hilt of the sword, he was about to lift the sword, but was suppressed by a force. A huge force came from the tip of the sword, making him unable to lift the sword.

Opening his eyes again, Meng Suifeng saw that his saber was being trampled under his feet, and the owner of the feet looked at them with a smile, and the lotus print of blood on his forehead illuminated the green branches and leaves.

Seeing his brother put down the sword, Meng Huayu felt strange, but he helped pick up the sword and stuffed it into Meng Suifeng's hand.

Meng Suifeng watched Meng Huayu pick up the sword, and was about to stop him, when he saw the hem of the purple clothes move slightly, and his sword was picked up and stuffed into his hand.

Meng Suifeng's mind was in a mess, he said softly: "Little Si, go and find uncle, I have something to ask him."

Meng Huayu was dumbfounded and said incredulously: "Now? Third brother, can't you wait?" Isn't it to break the formation, what's the point of leaving now?

Meng Suifeng said: "Go find uncle, or don't call me brother."

"Third brother, no"

Meng Suifeng shouted: "Get out, get out of here immediately, or I'll kill you."

Hearing his brother's threatening tone as usual, Meng Huayu felt relieved, and said, "I see."

When Meng Huayu left, Meng Suifeng couldn't hold on any longer, he fell on the grass, and still heaved a sigh of relief, begging: "Xing Jun, your lord has a lot, let him go, he hasn't done anything. .”

Yisuan Xingjun in purple clothes smiled and said: "There is one more person in the world who is scared by me. I am just a wisp of Xingjun's divine sense, and I can't even do anything to your brother, let alone you."

I don't know if it's the power of these words, Meng Suifeng felt that his physical strength gradually recovered, and he was able to get up.

He got up in embarrassment, but still didn't dare to look at that beautiful and upright face, but knelt down and said: "Mr. Xing is merciful, Meng Suifeng will apologise and kill himself." After saying that, he took his sword and killed himself.

Bai Ruhaoxue tapped his folding fan on his sword, and said with a soft smile, "Compared to committing suicide, it's better to repair bridges and repair roads. Since you feel guilty, why not do something to atone for the human race."

Meng Suifeng said ashamedly: "No one dares to build bridges and repair roads. Meng Suifeng is a humble man, and living in this world is just ruining a piece of land."

Yisuan Xingjun spread out his fan and said, "Is your younger brother doing the same?"

Meng Suifeng hurriedly said: "No, no, he didn't do anything, he is innocent, he hasn't got blood on his hands, he, he is a fool."

With a cold folding fan on his forehead, Yisuan Xingjun said: "Meng Suifeng, although I don't know what you have done? But I think human life is created equal, there is no distinction between high and low."

As soon as he retracted the folding fan, Yisuan Xingjun said: "Your life and death are not over yet, don't resist later, goodbye."

As soon as the words fell, golden lotuses bloomed in front of his eyes. After a burst of dizziness, Meng Suifeng was awakened by the coldness of his neck, and was about to break free, but remembered Yi Suan Xingjun's words, and his tense muscles slowed down. People tied him up.

Well, be a trustworthy person.