At this moment, Ma Tiefeng was completely bewildered: “???”
Weng Haihu sensed something was amiss and immediately glared at him, "Alright, you dare to lie to me?! Tell me! What are you hiding from me?"
Ma Tiefeng looked like he was being wronged. He shook his head repeatedly and said earnestly, "Boss, you know I don't know much. It's just those meaningless and superficial words. You also said it was okay."
Hearing this, Weng Haifeng's expression looked better.
He was right. Although he had bad intentions, he was timid and afraid of trouble. I was on guard against him, so he naturally knew nothing. Even if he had some clever tricks, I don't think he would dare to say anything.
Unexpectedly, just as Ma Tiefeng had caught his breath, he suddenly heard a strange sound from Shen Wuyou.
"Huh? Just empty talk? So the thing hidden in your stone is also a lie?!"
As soon as these words were spoken, the group of people's expressions changed immediately.
Ma Tiefeng looked confused, but when he saw the five people around him looking at him fiercely with eyes that seemed to want to eat him up, he should have understood even if he was stupid.
Immediately he shouted excitedly—
"No! Boss, listen to me! It's all her! This bitch lied to you, she instigated us—"
"Shut up! I'll never believe you again!"
In his eyes, Ma Tiefeng's loud scream at this moment was just a cover for his guilty conscience. He immediately exploded with anger and slapped him against the wall!
“Bang!”
There was a heavy muffled thud, and before Ma Tiefeng could even utter a scream, he was slammed into the stone wall and died.
Looking at the sunken wall, Shen Wuyou once again felt the difference in levels.
Look at him, he can knock someone into the wall with just one slap and you can’t get him out!
Look at yourself again...
These five fingers are slender and white, how can they give the impression of being extremely powerful?
Alas, I’m so tired.
Weng Haifeng's actions also confirmed that there was indeed something beneath the foundation.
Seeing this, Yan Qingli walked forward directly. Standing in front of the foundation stone, he slowly condensed a vortex of wind in his palm, and was about to strike it with a palm -
"Don't move!"
Weng Haifeng obviously noticed her action and his face turned pale with fright. The aura of the second level of the Earth Rank suddenly burst out, and he tried to use this surging aura to force her to stop.
However...
There was a loud "boom!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the huge foundation stone suddenly collapsed and shattered to the ground.
Gray dust instantly flew up in the air. After Yan Qingli used the wind to suppress it, she finally saw a palm-sized black carved tripod in the smoke-filled stone ruins.
A whirlwind swirled in her palm, and the half-hidden little tripod instantly flew into her hand and was held firmly.
"This Evil Gathering Cauldron seems to be different from yours."
As she said this, she walked over to Bai Yumo and observed the special carving again, comparing it with the one in Bai Yumo's hand.
The latter reached out his hand to feel its aura, then said, "This master's [lust] is different."
The two of them were discussing as if no one was around. Weng Haifeng, who was standing opposite them, became even angrier when he saw that he was being ignored. He drew his scimitar from his waist and charged at them.
"Zheng~"
A humming sound of an instrument suddenly rang out, and An Lanqing directly summoned a long sword, and with a cold light, he repelled the flying Weng Haifeng.
Upon seeing this, Weng Haifeng and his gang immediately drew their scimitars and rushed forward. An Lanqing was the only one who moved nimbly among them, looking calm and at ease. After a few clangs, the gang was disarmed and was knocked flying against the wall.
“You—! Who the hell are you?!”
Weng Haifeng never expected that his cultivation level of the second level of the Earth Rank would be powerless in front of him and he was defeated again and again!
It is embarrassing, but it is more of a fear.
However, after his anger subsided, he suddenly changed his mind, a dark current flashed across his eyes, and he suddenly said:
"Brother, you seem quite capable. Why do you have to follow a group of women around and listen to their orders? If you have such ability, you can enjoy the best of everything. If you follow me, I guarantee you will have everything you want, including power, status, money, and beauties! Why do you have to run around in this remote place and suffer like this?"
Hearing this, An Lanqing smiled gently, his voice was gentle, but his words were merciless:
"Follow you? How can you, a person who can't even withstand five of my moves, ask me to follow you?"
They say men understand men best. When Weng Haifeng saw that he didn't reject her outright, he knew there was a chance! So he swallowed a mouthful of blood foam, wiped the corner of his mouth, and took a few steps forward and said:
"Of course not me. How could I possibly be your master? I'm talking about my master, a powerful being with unrivaled cultivation! Under his command, he has everything, including gold, silver, treasures, and beauties!"
Seeing that the man did not refute, he persuaded with more confidence:
"My master is blessed by the gods, immortal and powerful! As long as you can catch his eye, the whole world will be yours! You will be second only to him and above everyone else, crowned king and marquis, with thousands of acres of fertile land. By then, hehe, I'm afraid I'll be relying on you for my livelihood."
"Sounds good..."
"Lan Qing!" A female voice suddenly came from behind.
Bai Yumo suddenly reminded An Lanqing, interrupting him.
The latter suddenly curled his lips into a smile, and without turning his head, he slightly retracted the sword for a distance. His long eyelashes drooped slightly as he looked at the sharp edge of the sword, his eyelids slightly closed.
"Your words are not enough, why should I believe you?"
Weng Haifeng was overjoyed upon seeing this, but he still put on his music, stroked his beard, and said pretentiously: "After all, my brother hasn't joined yet. Naturally, I can't reveal too much about my master..."
As he spoke, he secretly glanced at An Lanqing's expression. Seeing that there was nothing unusual, he said slowly, "But if you can get that black lump back, I'd be happy to make friends with you."
The black lump he was talking about was naturally the Evil Gathering Cauldron in Bai Yumo's hand. It was just that he didn't know what kind of magic weapon this group of people used to conceal their aura, making it difficult for him to see their cultivation level, so naturally he didn't dare to act rashly.
That's why he threw out a bait to lure them into killing each other. In this way, he could see through their cultivation level and reap the benefits.
But he didn't expect that the other party would be so cooperative!
An Lanqing retracted his sword, then side-glanced towards Bai Yumo and extended his hand. His tone was gentle and refined, like that of a refined and elegant young man from Jiangnan.
"Mo'er, give it to me."
After hearing this, Bai Yumo walked towards him. Amidst everyone's surprised gazes, she slowly stretched out her hand and gently placed the Evil Gathering Cauldron in his hand.
After the two of them exchanged a brief glance, An Lanqing turned around, playing with the Evil Gathering Cauldron in one hand, and said lazily while raising his eyelids:
"This thing is really useless to me. But I can't just give it to you for free, right?"
His slender fingers tapped the Evil Gathering Cauldron from time to time. No one knew how much strength he had, but every time he tapped it, the Evil Gathering Cauldron would make a slight muffled sound. Hearing this, Weng Haifeng's heart trembled, fearing that he would accidentally break the thing.
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