"Master, Master, it's not good, someone is here!"

Han Yu was practicing cross-legged, but his subordinates suddenly came to report.

"Are you finally here?" Han Yu asked, "One or two?"

He probably would have been Lu Zhaoxue alone, or Lu Zhaoxue and Lu Zhiming together.

"Does!"

The subordinate said in panic, and Han Yu, who was so shocked that he almost staggered.

"Who are there so many people?"

After hearing so many people, Han Yu thought he was here to attack Qingfeng Mountain.

Based on Han Yu's impression of Lu Zhaoxue, the other party should not be a show-off. Without need, he would not bring so many people!

The subordinate quickly replied, "I seem to have vaguely met Lu Zhaoxue, Lu Zhiming, and some geniuses of the Three Sects!"

Those geniuses on Wuya Island are like stars on Earth, so many people know them.

"How could it be?"

Han Yu almost jumped up. It was originally difficult for Lu Zhaoxue and Lu Zhiming to deal with it. Now that there are so many people coming, what are you going to make trouble?

"Where is the King of Qingfeng Mountain?"

Just when Han Yu was a little confused, a shout came from Qingfeng Mountain. The sound was not very loud, but it was clearly transmitted into Han Yu's ears.

"Master, definitely master!"

Han Yu thought to himself that at this moment, no matter who came outside, he could only bite the bullet and go out.

Xiahou Jin ran over panting. He was commanding the cap in the cave just now, but he realized something was wrong and said in panic, "Han Yu, something big happened!"

"I know everything if you want to tell me!"

Han Yu waved his hand. With this cushion, there was no look of surprise on his face. The more critical the moment, the calmer he was.

Following Xiahou Jin and the subordinate who came to inform him, Han Yu and the other two came out.

Under the blue sky, dozens of men and women in silk and satin stood in the void. They didn't look very old on the surface, but each of them showed extraordinary momentum.

This is something that comes naturally after you reach a certain level of cultivation without deliberately exercising it.

Among dozens of people, Lu Zhaoxue was suddenly there.

"It's you?"

She recognized Han Yu at a glance, with a slightly surprised and suspicious face?

But this shocking and suspicion shows that the other party doesn't seem to know that Han Yu will be the king of Qingfeng Mountain.

Seeing her look like this, Han Yu thought to himself that he hadn't come to cause trouble for him?

"Junior sister knows him?"

A handsome and extraordinary man next to Lu Zhaoxue, wearing a white Taoist robe, with an introverted temperament, flowing black hair, and arrogant aura, asked.

If nothing unexpected happens, this person should be Lu Zhiming, the eldest brother on the south side of the stone bridge.

A person with Xuanxian cultivation and combat power comparable to that of the demons of the Three Sects.

"I had a chance to meet you before, but I can't be considered acquaintance!"

Strangely, Lu Zhaoxue did not cause trouble for Han Yu on the spot, and Lu Zhiming seemed to have not received any news from Zuo Che, not knowing that his subordinate Yuan Huan died at the hands of Han Yu.

As a result, Han Yu's heart seemed to have fallen into the ground. The things that made Han Yu restless for several days were just his own guesses. Lu Zhaoxue and Lu Zhiming's attitudes were completely different from what he imagined.

‘Although the result was beyond my expectations, I still felt so unhappy!’

Han Yu thought to himself that he would care about his opponent, but he had been ignoring him. This was even more depressing than a face-to-face battle.

"I wonder what happened to you all come to Qingfeng Mountain?"

Han Yu reorganized his mood and asked with his head raised.

"Are you the King of Qingfeng Mountain?" A man wearing a blue forging robe and holding a small paper fan in his hand, and a slightly familiar voice stood up.

When Han Yu heard this, 'Isn't this the duck's voice?'

Just at this moment, Chan Liu from the back mountain suddenly ran out and knelt on his knees from a distance, "I don't know that the master is coming, and my disciple has never met you. I hope the master will forgive me!"

This is the eldest disciple of Lu Dongbin of Chunyang Palace, Xue Mo, and Chan Liu's master.

"Get up, I'm here for a moment, and I have nothing to do with you!"

Xue Mo waved his hand slightly, and Chan Liu, who was kneeling on the ground, stood up directly. Seeing this, Han Yu's eyes tightened. The hand that the other party inadvertently showed that his cultivation was at least as high as the immortal.

Chan Liu stood up and dared to look around. His expression changed immediately. The people in front of him were quite different. I wonder why they came to Qingfeng Mountain together at the same time?

"Xiao Liuzi, it seems that King Qingfeng Mountain is not familiar with us yet. You can introduce it first, and then we will explain our purpose!"

Xue Mo ordered.

Chan Liu dared not refuse to follow, and secretly gave Han Yu a wink.

Then he walked into the men and women and introduced them in turn.

Due to the large number of people, Han Yu did not remember everyone, but remembered several people with a large background.

The ones who impressed the most were Lu Zhaoxue and Lu Zhiming from the south of the stone bridge.

The second is Xue Mo, the master of Zen Liu, a man with a duck voice.

These two also represent two major forces, the south bank of Shiqiao and Taoism.

Next is Feng Xingji, the great disciple of the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Anarchy Sect, who was a thin and umbrella-like spiritual treasure. When he introduced him, his expression did not change and did not show any smiles to Han Yu. He looked very good.

He is a representative figure of the on-site analyticism.

There is also a representative figure of Jie Sect, who is another woman on the scene except Lu Zhaoxue.

The fourth chief of the Jie Cult, Wudang, is a blue boy, with a very beautiful appearance, bright eyes and white teeth, and skin like cream. He can be called a look of a shaming flower.

He held a blue handkerchief in his slender hand, which looked extraordinary.

Her eyes looked at Han Yu were also disdainful and indifferent, as if the expression of a nobleman looking at a beggar.

Although Han Yu has known since he met Lu Zhaoxue that many of the three religions on Wuya Island look down on humans in remote areas, he is still very unhappy at this moment!

After Chan Liu introduced them, he quietly said in Han Yu's ear, "Everyone who came today is an extraordinary person, you can't be negligent!"

Han Yu did not comment and did not respond.

Lu Zhiming looked around and said strangely, "It seems that there is a man named Yuan Huan on your mountain, why don't he come out!"

As soon as these words were said, Chan Liu's expression changed slightly. He took the initiative to step forward and bowed, "Senior Brother Yuan Huan has something to do this morning and went down the mountain!"

He was careful, and Han Yu felt his heart beat sharply accelerate, as if countless wild horses were galloping on it.

"Oh!" Lu Zhiming raised his eyebrows without saying much.

"Haha, does Brother Zhiming have disciples who practice Taoism here?"

Xue Mo laughed and asked knowingly.

"Of course, the mountains and rivers are beautiful here. Could it be that Brother Xue wants Lingtu to dominate the world?"

He seemed to be laughing on the surface, but in fact, when he said something, a cold wind suddenly appeared, which immediately made the atmosphere on the scene tighten.

The Fengxing of the Chan Sect laughed and said, "Don't forget the real purpose of our coming here today. Since we have already introduced the origin to this King Qingfeng Mountain, is it time to do a serious business?"

Jie Jiaozi smiled and agreed, "Brother Feng said it is reasonable. We have been blowing the cold wind for a long time. I am weak and can't stand these cold winds!"
Chapter completed!