"Young Master Qin, there is no need to be suspicious, it's very safe here!"

While Qin Fei was secretly alert, a familiar figure slowly walked out from behind the screen.

"It's you..."

Qin Fei shrank his eyes and could not believe his eyes. He never expected that the city lord of Xuanjian City would have met Han Jiuer in Dongyang County and gave him a gift to Li Lang, a casual cultivator in the "Great Ritual Sutra".

Impossible, absolutely impossible.

Why did the lord of the dignified Xuanjian City reduce himself to participate in a princess's martial arts competition to attract brides?

Moreover, he will teach the "Mahayana Sutra" to himself, and the two of them are obviously not familiar with each other!

"Young Master Qin, I know you are full of doubts. Why don't we go to the backyard to talk!"

The young man, who is called "Li Lang" for the time being, smiled at Qin Fei and said.

"Uh, OK!"

Qin Fei nodded, feeling that this person should not harm him. Otherwise, with his ability, there would be at least a hundred ways to kill him.

The lord of Xuanjian City has been famous for hundreds of thousands of years, and is definitely not comparable to a monk like himself who has just entered the ascension period for less than a hundred years.

With Li Lang's figure, Qin Fei also walked through the screen and entered a side door.

The scene in front of me changed and turned into a mountain and a small wooden house.

What Qin Fei unexpectedly unexpected was that Li Lang bent down slightly: "Master, I've brought it!"

I'm sorry, what's going on?

Qin Fei was completely confused now. The lord and master of Xuanjian City?

What a striking person!

"Haha, Brother Qin, the master has always been in poor health, so I will temporarily take over as the city lord. And the Li Lang you met at the Jiuer Girl's martial arts and bride ceremony was just one of my clones. However, the words "The Great Sun Sutra" meant by my master." Li Lang explained with a smile.

"What do you mean is that the senior in the wooden house is the real city lord of Xuanjian City?" Qin Fei asked suspiciously.

"Yes, what kind of virtue is that I, Li Chengfeng, can make billions of monks in the Xianlin Continent surrender? If you have any questions, you can ask my master directly. I'm going out to do business!"

The young man who claimed to be Li Chengfeng took a step back and disappeared.

It seems that this place should be a space, so people from the outside world will never know that the city lord they worshipped is not himself at all.

No wonder the guards don’t need them. I guess they just don’t want others to know his true identity.

Just as Qin Fei was full of doubts, a low, hoarse voice came from the wooden house: "Qin Fei, it is really not easy for you to get to this point. You have not let down your father's high expectations for you."

"Senior, do you know my father?"

Qin Fei suddenly became excited. If the people in the wooden house really knew their father, it means that they were also ancient cultivators, and then there would be great hope of joining forces to kill the Battle Angel.

"It's not just about knowing your father, my brothers and you are hundreds of thousands of years old and comrades-in-arms. But he is now..."

The sound in the wooden house fell, as if he had remembered some long-closed past.

"Senior, don't be sad. I have seen my father's remnant thoughts in the ancient secret realm. I have the confidence to save my father from the trouble!" Qin Fei said with a firm expression.

The doubts in my heart also disappeared. How powerful a monk who could know his father was. If he really wanted to harm himself, there would be no need for so many tricks.

At this time, the people in the room seemed to have stabilized their emotions and continued to say in a hoarse voice: "Yes, your father is trapped in the ancient fairy world and endured the pain of prison. As his only son, you should rescue your father from suffering as soon as possible. However, your cultivation is too low. Even I am not a match for the old monsters in the ancient fairy world."

"Senior, my junior practice time is too short, so I can only cultivate this way. Moreover, I am still in trouble now!"

Qin Fei sighed, feeling a little bitter. He also knew that his father was trapped in the ancient fairy world and must have suffered a lot.

But what's the use of relying on passion alone? Any cultivator at the level of "true immortal" can kill himself in seconds. Even his father can be trapped by them, and who is he considered an old man?

"It's not your fault. The grievances and grievances in it cannot be explained clearly in just a few words." The voice in the wooden house said.

"Then how should I go now? Can you give me some advice?"

Qin Fei was indeed a little confused. If he killed a war angel himself, he would definitely become the number one enemy in the hearts of the remaining two angels. With his current cultivation level, he could not beat those two war angels at all.

If you keep hiding your head and showing your tail and living under the shadow of the war angel, then when will you save your father and find the woman trapped in the divine realm?

Just when Qin Fei was a little confused, the small wooden house in front of him suddenly disappeared.

A figure sitting on a large stone was revealed.

What made Qin Fei take a breath was that this figure could only be considered "half-person".

Except for the other half of the body, the remaining half of the body can even see the thick white bones. It may be that the years have passed and the wounds have healed, but the crisscrossing scars like half of the centipede still give people a shocking feeling.

Moreover, above the head, there is a layer of hazy light, making people unable to see the real face.

"Senior, your body..."

Qin Fei couldn't imagine how great pain he had endured to survive these hundreds of thousands of years and could still hold on until now.

At the same time, I felt a lot relieved. It was not that the city lord of Xuanjian City refused to come forward to teach the Battle Angel a lesson, but that he himself was also a disabled person, and it was probably difficult to be the opponent of the three Battle Angels.

I couldn't help but feel extremely disappointed. I didn't expect that the result would be like this in the end when I saw the lord of Xuanjian City.

At the same time, a new question arose in his heart, why did he use light to cover his real face? Is it because of his injury that he became a little ugly and hideous?

For a moment, Qin Fei was in a very messy mood and didn't know what to do.

"Qin Fei, I know what you are thinking and you are in your current situation. However, I can't take action now because the time is not yet ripe!" The injured figure said slowly.

"Time, when?" Qin Fei asked in confusion.

"We have been preparing for an opportunity to soar to the sky for hundreds of thousands of years. We cannot go to waste our efforts at this critical moment!" said the injured figure.

"You have prepared for me for hundreds of thousands of years? Have you known that I will come to the Xianlin Continent for a long time?"

Qin Fei became more and more frightened, feeling that he had just solved a mystery and was facing a bigger mystery.

"Yes, everything is fate, but you are not listed here. In short, even if the war angels cause the two tribes to fight wildly and fall into destruction, this plan cannot be changed." The injured figure continued.

"Can you know what the plan is?" Qin Fei asked excitedly. It seems that his father and the injured monk did not do nothing, but were planning a plan, and it seemed to be related to him.

"You can't know yet, and you can only rely on yourself to deal with the Battle Angel."

The words of the injured monk were like a basin of cold water, which made Qin Fei cold from his head to his feet.
Chapter completed!