Article 136

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"Junior brother——!!!"

Chu Wanning ignored him and concentrated on eating dessert.

The four people were bustling with each other, when suddenly, a sharp howling sound penetrated the sky and echoed throughout the summit of death and life. Chu Wanning's face sank slightly: "Whistleblower?"

Xue Meng opened half of the curtain and looked out of the window. The disciples walking outside also stopped and looked around, all showing quite surprised expressions.

As soon as the whistle blows, all disciples of the Peak of Death and Life must gather in the square outside the Danqing Palace. This also means that the whistle will only sound when there is an emergency. Before Chu Wanning joined the sect, this kind of whistle was often heard when the ghost barrier was broken, but since Chu Wanning joined, the whistle has not sounded for a long time.

The teacher put down the scroll in his hand, got up and walked to Xue Meng: "It's strange, what is so anxious?"

"I don't know, don't worry about it, let's go and have a look first."

Only Mo Ran didn't speak, he pursed his lips, his eyelashes drooped, covering a trace of unnaturalness in his eyes. He knew what the whistle meant, but the time when it happened was slightly different from what he remembered. He didn't expect it to come so soon...

The four of them came to the pinnacle of life and death, and all the disciples also arrived one after another, and soon all the elders and disciples gathered in the huge Danxin Square.

Treating everyone well, Xue Zhengyong came out of the Danxin Hall with the closed gate, and stood in front of the jade belt railing, with bluestone steps falling down layer by layer. Walking out behind him, there are six beautiful women. Those six women's appearances may be pretty or cold, and they are all extremely beautiful. They stand facing the wind, but in the cold weather, they only wear a layer of thin gauze clothes. At a glance, they are all red dresses like clouds, eyes like red flames, and silk. With Piaofei, there are also traces of flames between the brows.

Xue Meng was shocked immediately.

Not only him, but almost everyone present had a drastic change of expression when they saw the six women.

Xue Meng was stunned for a long time before murmuring in a trembling voice: "The Feathermen Immortal Envoy... They, are they from Suzaku Wonderland?"

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Small Theater - "How to Make You Happy"

A new disciple at the top of death and life wants to join Chu Wanning's sect. But he heard that the elder was very strict, so he decided to ask the three brothers for advice.

Disciple A: Young Master Nihao! I am disciple A! How can I make Elder Yuheng happy?

Xue Meng: First of all, you have to be strict with yourself, diligent and diligent, then you have to endure the wind and rain without changing your mind, and finally, you have to be hard-working and hard-working. When the master hits your left cheek, remember to send your right cheek too, master Zun wants to saw off your left leg, remember to stretch out your right leg to him too.

Disciple A was very desperate, so he asked Master Mingjing for help.

Teacher Mei: Make Master happy? It's very simple, you just need to remember that he drinks and loves pear blossoms and eats fish for nothing put……

Disciple A: ...

All he had left was his last savior, Mo Weiyu.

Disciple A: "Brother Mo, what they said is very long and complicated. I am stupid and can't remember it qaq

Mo Ran: Oh, it's okay, my method is very simple.

Disciple A: What?

Mo Ran: Sleep with him.

Disciple A: ...

Mo Ran: Sleep twice if one sleep is not enough, sleep ten times if two sleeps are not enough...

Disciple A: I'm afraid that if I sleep once, I will be immersed in the pig cage in the pond the next morning.

Ink burning:? Who said that he should be able to go to bed the next day? How often do you think I said sleeping ten times is not enough for two sleeps?

Disciple A: What, what frequency?

Ink Burning: One night.

Disciple A, then, abandoned the treatment.

Chapter 55

Although Suzaku Wonderland is called Fairyland, the people living in it are not gods, but a half-fairy, half-demon alien with mixed blood.

They are the existences most similar to immortals on the Continent of Comprehension, and they are also called "Feathermen".

Feathermen have lived in the maze of Mount Jiuhua for generations, have their own paradise, and rarely interfere in human affairs. But after all, their bodies are not all the blood of immortals, but also half of mortal flesh and blood, so they are not completely detached. They often show up when the order of the cultivation world is in turmoil and are in danger, and use their powerful spiritual power to help mortals overcome difficulties.

When Mo Ran was in trouble in his previous life, Feathermen appeared in large numbers. But after all, their strength is inferior to that of the emperor of the human world who has cultivated the forbidden technique to the level of perfection. In the end, all the feathered people were driven to death by Mo Ran. He stepped on the smelly blood and the damaged scorched feathers all over the ground.

A fire destroyed Suzaku Wonderland.

It was really a crazy memory, and even after thinking about it, Mo Ran would sweat and drenched his vest. I just felt that I was possessed by an evil spirit at that time, so cruel.

But right now, he obviously doesn't have the strength to fight the Feathermen. In fact, because of their racial superiority, the spiritual power of most immortal cultivators is lower than that of the Feathermen, and there are probably only a few outstanding elders who can fight against them in the entire summit of death and life.

Xue Meng accidentally saw Mo Ran's face, and was taken aback: "What's wrong with you? Why is your face so pale?"

"It's nothing." Mo Ran's eyelashes fell, and he whispered, "I just ran in a hurry."

The arrival of the feather people is the beginning of the tragedy of the teacher in the previous life. Mo Ran's whole heart hangs in his throat. He thought that this matter

It will take some time to happen, why in this life, the progress of so many things has become different from the past?

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