Figuo naturally sneered at A Fei's idea of ??selling himself out to obtain his secret knowledge. He knew that A Fei was just talking casually and was already seriously thinking about the information he gave. It's a little cool on the slopes of Dongshan Mountain. The heavy snowfall of the past two days has not yet melted, and the slopes are somewhat mottled among the weeds. After receiving so much information at once, A Fei's head was a little confused, so he bent down and rubbed a handful of snow, then rubbed it to wet his hands, and slowly covered his face with the cold hands.
The cold feeling made Ah Fei feel much more comfortable, as if his pores had been opened, and a stream of air-conditioning cooled him from head to tail. He let go of his hand, turned to Figuo and said, "Having said so much, please give me some information. This news alone is not enough for you to come to me directly."
Figuo smiled and said: "No one in the world would have imagined that the miserable Ah Fei is actually a very smart person."
"I always accept compliments with an open mind, except for nonsense!" Ah Fei said.
"Take it! The killer hired by Yang Lianting is on top!" Figuo pinched his fingers and threw a piece of paper to A Fei. The piece of paper left Fig's hand and flew slowly, as flat as a mirror, as if someone in the void was holding it up with moderate strength. It is not difficult to throw a piece of paper out with internal force, but it is difficult to control the speed so slowly without hitting the ground. Ah Fei sighed in his heart that the Shen Zhao Jing was really powerful, but he reached out and pinched the piece of paper. The internal energy coming from the paper was overwhelming, and a burst of energy surged out of A Fei's dantian, instantly dissolving it.
"What a trick!" Ah Fei smiled disdainfully, "You are also a petty person, can't you afford to lose?"
But Figuo ignored it and just said: "Hurry up and take a look! Time is running out!"
"What?" A Fei was startled, and then the piece of paper in his hand suddenly burned. A Fei was shocked, and his fingers hurt and he hurriedly let go of his hand. The piece of paper burned very quickly and turned into ashes in an instant. But Ah Fei had good eyesight and could clearly read what was written on the piece of paper before it turned into ashes.
The content on the paper was not much, there were only two names, but even with A Fei¡¯s cultivation, his expression changed drastically when he saw those two names, and he blurted out: ¡°How could that be?¡±
Figuo was stunned and said, "Do you know them?"
Ah Fei was silent, but his thoughts were racing in his heart, and he couldn't figure out the secret. He had no time to worry about why this piece of paper burned, but Figuo said: "Well, how to deal with it is your business. I can also tell you one thing. The NPC invited by Yang Lianting is said to be arriving soon. But Yang Lianting The identity of that NPC is kept secret, and even Miao Monk Wuhua can¡¯t find out any information. He seems to be determined to get rid of you before the Dongfang Bubai operation, so you can do it yourself!¡±
As he said that, Figuo raised his hand and moved his feet, and he appeared more than ten meters away. He left so suddenly that A Fei didn't even react. He quickly caught up two steps and shouted loudly: "Hey, what does Wuhua Monk mean?"
"Didn't you already say that you want to sow discord and reap the benefits? I can't help myself either, haha!"
The sound of Fig¡¯s laughter came from hundreds of meters away, and soon turned into a black spot on the hillside. Ah Fei watched Figuo leave in a daze, but there was an indescribable feeling in his heart. This fig originally had a deep hatred for him in a principled sense. Ah Fei also knew that this person who came to inform him must have uneasy and good intentions, but for some reason Ah Fei felt that this fig was not so annoying. What did he mean when he finally said "I can't help myself"? Could it be that he was controlled by Wuhua?
After thinking about it for a while, Ah Fei finally returned to the main point. The two names on the list surprised Ah Fei. He lowered his head and read it twice, his face becoming more and more gloomy.
In the blink of an eye, the folk version of green plum wine is about to begin.
On this day, the Huashan sect was decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, and the bright red word "happy" was hung high Oh no, it was a festive atmosphere. The players had long known that there would be a big gathering of top players from all over the world in the Huashan Sect today, so they all went to the Huashan Sect to see the excitement. But we never thought that when we reached the halfway point of the Huashan Sect and were about to go to the top, we were rejected by the guards of the Huashan Sect.
The so-called guards are naturally players. Yun Zhonglong also put a lot of thought into this Qingmei Zhujiu, and specially formed a team composed of players to guarantee this conference, known as the Volunteer Man. Why is it called Volunteer Hero? Because there are volunteers in reality, but this is the world of martial arts, so naturally it has the word "Xia".
The volunteers, all from the martial arts world, stopped the onlookers, claiming that only some players were allowed to go up to the peak.The so-called "partial players" are naturally those players who received invitations to cook wine with green plums. Naturally, the spectators were unwilling to do so, and almost started a fight with the Huashan Sect. However, the Huashan Sect had been prepared for this, and even paid for system guards and bodyguards to calm down the situation. Even the head of the Huashan Sect, Yue Bu, Everyone was invited. He stood at the entrance, holding the long sword in his left hand and looking at everyone coldly, slashing through anyone who made a move.
The sword technique to ward off evil is worthy of being a secret skill of the same origin as the Sunflower Book. Everyone only saw a sword energy flying by, and the player turned into white light, so fast that they could not even see the movement. At this time, the players did not dare to act rashly, and could only linger on the mountainside, despising Yue Buqun, a hypocrite and fake man.
"But Yue Buqun is not an ordinary person. He is not only a hypocrite, but also a fighter among hypocrites. How could everyone's gaze sway him? At this time, he had the Zixia Divine Art as his foundation, the evil-proofing sword technique as his means, and a belly full of tricks. He was simply a big killer with no weaknesses. Back then, he and Linghu Chong were evenly matched. If Linghu Chong hadn't seen the flaw in the evil-fighting swordsmanship itself and won, Mr. Yue might have dominated the martial arts world. Therefore, his own strength is naturally extremely terrifying. Players dare not provoke him and dare not speak out in front of him.
"Yue Buqun, making green plum wine is the player's business. Why do you, an NPC, get involved?" A player hid in the crowd and shouted boldly. It didn't matter what he shouted. Many players immediately echoed loudly, and they had the momentum to rush forward and attack in groups.
"yes!"
"That makes sense!"
"You are just the leader of Huashan, what qualifications do you have to participate in the players' affairs?"
"You're not at home with your wife and children" Before he could finish the sentence, the player next to him covered his mouth.
Yue Buqun¡¯s expression remained unchanged, as if he hadn¡¯t heard anything. He swung his long sword, touched the fake beard on his chin, and said: "Green plum wine making is held in the Huashan sect, and my husband-in-law is also proud of it. NPCs cannot participate in the process of making wine, but I will never allow anyone to destroy it. This martial arts event.¡±
"We all went up the mountain to watch the battle, so why do we want to sabotage it?"
"Everyone else should stay away. Yunzhonglong has already informed me, asking me to take action to scare the young people. I have no reason not to agree. Except for players with invitations, no one else is allowed to cross this line, otherwise they will be killed." No mercy!¡±
As he spoke, he swung his long sword, and a sword energy came out, drawing a deep sword mark a few steps in front of him. Yue Buqun put away his sword and stood, looking at everyone silently, ready to take action at any time.
Everyone was frightened by his momentum and did not dare to speak. At this moment, a loud voice from the foot of Huashan Mountain shouted: "The Spear Gate will give you a shot, poor A Fei, the Three Rings are here!"
This time, in addition to the volunteers, Yunzhonglong also asked several players with loud voices to receive visiting players at the entrance of Huashan. Whenever someone comes with an invitation, the player will shout out the guest's name to show their presence, just like the guests who came to drink wedding wine in ancient times. Many distinguished guests had come before, but none of them were prominent people. The arrival of three people from the Changqianmen made the crowd excited. The reason is nothing more than the names of these three people, especially the miserable Ah Fei, the most evil person in the world. As a result, most of the players who were staring at Yue Buqun halfway up the mountain dispersed, and many people went down the mountain. This scene made Yue Buqun slightly surprised. He didn't expect that a player could have such a great influence.
At this time, Afizha¡¯s voice came from the bottom of the mountain: ¡°What are you shouting for? It¡¯s just like mourning! Could it be that Yue Buqun is dead? It¡¯s bad luck!¡±