Upon hearing this, a glint flashed in Lu Shan's eyes. Clearly, he was very satisfied with the result. However, he pretended to ponder for a long time before reluctantly nodding and saying, "Since you've said so, then I didn't suffer these two slaps unjustly."
His purpose in coming here was secondary; his main concern was Zhang Ling'er's safety.
He had personally witnessed the power of Zhang Heng and Zhou Tong, and the matter of the Phantom Pavilion could not be hidden from him. The Sword God Palace would inevitably suffer a severe blow in the future, and Zhang Ling'er would also be implicated, which was something he absolutely did not want to see.
His sphere of influence was limited to the territory of Wentian Tower. Once outside Wentian Tower, he could only rely on Zhou Mu.
Zhou Mu said helplessly, "I'm not saying this to be mean, but given the relationship between us, do we really need to beat around the bush like this?"
Lu Shan rubbed his head and chuckled, "I'm just a little embarrassed to ask."
After he finished speaking, he quickly left.
As Zhou Mu watched his figure disappear into the vastness, he let out a long breath, turned around and walked into the house. Just as he was about to close the door, a fair hand reached out.
"Brother Mu."
A familiar voice.
It is a phoenix perching on a paulownia tree.
Zhou Mu opened the door and let him in. The latter pulled his clothes tighter, shivered, looked around the room, and a warm smile appeared on his face. "It's so cold outside. It's much warmer in Brother Mu's room."
"No need to beat around the bush, just say what you want to see me about?" Zhou Mu was quite direct and got straight to the point.
Seeing this, Feng Qitong lost all other thoughts and slowly sat down at the table. Seeing that the tea in the cup was not yet cold, he picked up the cup and took a few sips. Suddenly, his expression became serious, and his eyes, which were looking at Zhou Mu, were filled with solemnity.
After a moment's hesitation and careful consideration of his words, he slowly began to speak: "Brother Mu, there is something..."
Before he could speak, Zhou Mu said, "If it's about Jiang Jinyu's safety, then there's no need to say anything. I've been friends with her for many years, and I would never stand by and watch her die."
“No.” Feng Qitong shook her head slightly, stood up, and looked at Zhou Mu with hopeful eyes. “I know you are all-powerful and omnipotent. Do you know if there is any way to convert the demonic energy in my body into spiritual power?”
His tone revealed a hint of urgency.
Jiang Jinyu, who had a very good relationship with Zhou Mu, naturally learned about Nezha's sudden appearance very quickly. Jiang Jinyu did not hide it from Feng Qitong. The two were of one mind, and with Feng Qitong's observation of Zhou Mu over the past few days, she felt more and more that this guy was not a simple person.
Moreover, when he was in Tianshu County, he had heard rumors about the Wentian Tower, which claimed that as long as you paid a high enough price, you could get anything you wanted.
That's when I was tempted.
For Feng Qitong at this moment, as long as he can grow old with Jiang Jinyu and spend his twilight years together, it would be worth giving up everything he has now.
But at this moment, Zhou Mu hesitated, "It's possible, but... will your father agree?"
Like a bucket of cold water poured down, the burning passion in Feng Qitong's heart was instantly extinguished.
He remained silent for a long time, and finally turned away quietly.
well.
Zhou Mu sighed deeply. Perhaps, when one is in a high position, one will find that there are too many things one cannot do.
Happiness, which is within easy reach for ordinary people, is harder than climbing to heaven for Feng Qitong. As the young master of the demon clan, he has an indelible mission and responsibility.
...
Some dark place
Demonic energy surged, and demonic clouds gathered layer upon layer in the sky. Within a radius of a hundred miles, there was not a single ray of light, and extreme darkness enveloped the world.
The ground was jagged, with ravines everywhere, and streams flowing with thick blood.
Extremely eerie.
On the mountain range piled with stark white bones stood a man shrouded in a black robe.
"The Great Wizard".
Suddenly, a person appeared at the foot of the mountain and nodded.
The man known as the Great Wizard turned to look at the speaker, his hawk-like eyes revealing a chilling deathly pallor.
"What is it?"
His voice was hoarse and aged, as if it came from the deepest hell.
It exudes a somewhat sinister and terrifying aura.
Even though the man was always by her side, he would feel a chill run down his spine every time he heard her speak.
He shuddered, unconsciously pulling his clothes tighter, before slowly saying, "Great Wizard, Feng Qitong is not dead."
"Not dead?"
A chill ran through the eerie voice.
He slowly turned his head, and his hawk-like eyes instantly filled with anger. Clearly, the great wizard was now somewhat angry.
Jintian swallowed hard and said, "It's a message from Zhou Tong."
"What a clever deception, Feng Qizi. I underestimated you." The Great Wizard smiled darkly, his gaze falling on Jintian. He said, "Go, convey my order: mobilize an army of 100,000 demons to wipe out the remaining evil forces."
The remnants he referred to were naturally Feng Qitong.
"If the clan leader causes trouble, then I..."
At this moment, Jintian hesitated. The matter of mobilizing troops could not be kept from the clan leader, Feng Qizi.
The great wizard chuckled twice, then his face darkened. "Jintian, you've been with me for so many years, yet you're still so foolish. You can't even guess what I'm thinking. I'm very disappointed."
Jintian felt a chill in his heart and quickly said, "It's not that I can't guess, but your extraordinary abilities, Great Wizard, are beyond the comprehension of a mere mortal like me."
The high wizard smiled with satisfaction at these flattering words, nodded and said, "You've passed the test. Now I'll tell you."
“If Feng Qizi stops it, it means he knows about this matter, then... this clan leader can be replaced.”
A clan leader with such a calculating mind is definitely not someone he wants to see.
"What if we don't stop it?" Jintian countered.
"If you won't stop it... then go kill Feng Qitong! Are you telling me that 100,000 demon soldiers can't even handle a mere Feng Qitong?"
At this moment, the great wizard finally became somewhat annoyed. After humming a couple of times, he sighed heavily, "If that's really the case, then it can only mean that my time is up."
Jintian stared at the Grand Wizard, not daring to speak.
call
Just then, a dark figure suddenly appeared and stood beside Jintian. As the black mist dissipated, a figure slowly emerged.
"Great Wizard, the patriarch of the Zhou clan has committed suicide in prison," the man said, kneeling on the ground.
Jintian was startled, and his expression changed slightly.
The Zhou family is a crucial bargaining chip for blackmailing Zhou Tong.
He suddenly looked at the Grand Wizard, whose expression remained calm, as if he had expected this. He simply nodded and said, "I understand. Pass down the order to keep the news under wraps. Anyone who dares to speak nonsense will be killed on the spot."
The man nodded, and then vanished.
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