MTL - My Girlfriend And I Transmigrated-Chapter 169 Our Tianshu Pavilion should not interfere

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Lu Yu, the king of Zhenbei!

There is also the first warrior in the North, Feng Bulie!

Although I have never seen the true face of the first warrior in the North, the other party is standing beside Zhenbei King Lu Yu, with such a terrifying aura, as well as the huge Mo Dao on the other side's back, and this old age. …A practitioner does not grow old.

The person in front of him is definitely Wu Xiu.

From the overall situation, this person must be the legendary first warrior in the North, Feng Bulie!

Luo Jing stood stiffly in the thatched hut, looking at the huge scene in front of him, he didn't dare to move.

Completely incomprehensible, what exactly is going on here.

Even if he really finds out his identity as a demon cultivator, what about putting on such a big show?

Except for Feng Bulie, the first warrior in the North, the four figures standing on the courtyard wall are clearly the great scholars of the Tianshu Pavilion, and they are all cultivations of the Taixu Realm!

Among them, there is Sang Yanghong who Lu Li has faked!

Four great scholars of the Great Void Realm, Feng Bulie, the first warrior in the North who is contemptuous of the Central Plains, and many masters of the royal palace of the Mortal Realm.

And the monk Zhizhen in white...

Such a big pomp, just to catch him a little devil cultivator who calls the realm of the gods?

As for it!

Luo Jing has a deep understanding of what it means to be happy and sad.

I just solved the dislocation of the incarnation of the soul, I am happy, and I am surrounded by so many masters all of a sudden... Is there any way to survive!

Luo Jing was a little flustered.

This is definitely the most dangerous and biggest scene he has encountered since he crossed into this world.

I have never seen a great monk in the Great Void Realm before!

At the top of the eaves, Zhenbei Wang Lu Yu frowned slightly as he looked at the four people in the thatched hut below.

"Zen Master Zhizhen, who is the magic cultivator you're talking about?"

The four of them looked ordinary, without the slightest bit of magic.

Zen Master Zhizhen spread out his hand, only to see a faint cursor floating in his palm.

And the cursor pointed directly at Luo Jing in the thatched hut.

Zhizhen said, "This is the one."

In an instant, everyone's eyes turned to Luo Jing.

Lu Yu's expression was slightly stunned.

"Yuan Qingshan?!" He recognized this young man whom he had met not long ago and had a good impression of.

Feng Bulie, who was carrying the huge Modao, tilted his head in surprise and said, "Is this kid the hidden devil you said?"

Feng Bulie's eyes were full of suspicion: "From the perspective of this old man, this is clearly just an ordinary person..."

Sang Yanghong, a college student, stepped forward and said, "There are many sorcerers that hide their aura on the magic road. Since this demon can sneak into the Tianshu Pavilion, it must be quite accomplished in stealth."

Sang Yanghong said, and directly threw out the wordless book in his hand.

I saw the wordless celestial book flying over the thatched hut, and huge ancient talismans flew out of the pages.

Those talismans dissipated in the air and turned into bright rays of light that fell on Luo Jing.

In an instant, a red and black light appeared on Luo Jing's face.

Sang Yanghong frowned and said, "The mask of disguise? This demon actually uses a mask to cover the demonic energy? What kind of mask can do this? Could it be that the legendary demon mask can't be done?"

Sang Yanghong waved his hand, and the remaining three people in the hut all flew up in exclamation and landed lightly outside the encirclement.

In the end, in the thatched hut with the eaves cut off, only Luo Jing, who was completely stiff, stood still.

Zen Master Zhizhen looked at Luo Jing below and said, "The mask of the demon is in the hands of the little monk. This demon cultivator's mask... should be the masterpiece of the faceless demon Canghu?"

"There is only Ji Canghu's mask in the world that can be so seamless that even the breath can be hidden."

After Zen Master Zhizhen finished speaking, King Zhenbei frowned and said.

"Yuan Qingshan, this is the end of the matter, haven't you shown your true colors?"

Sang Yanghong snorted coldly: "This demon is treacherous and sinister, everyone be careful, don't follow his way!"

The four great scholars of Tianshu Pavilion were all on guard against Luo Jing.

Such a battle made Luo Jing smile bitterly.

Four Grand Masters of the Void Realm, a first warrior in the North... Was such a big show used to catch him?

He sighed helplessly, slowly took off the human skin mask on his face, and said, "I am an unknown junior, why should I work for you guys?"

"It's not necessary to arrest me in such a big way..."

People had to bow their heads under the eaves. In the face of so many masters, Luo Jing knew that he was not decent, and the opposite would make him decent.

Resistance can only ask for trouble.

Therefore, Luo Jing obediently took off the human skin mask.

In an instant, a handsome and handsome face appeared in front of everyone.

Zen Master Zhizhen narrowed his eyes slightly, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes: "Calling the Spirit Realm?!"

The moment the human skin mask came off, Luo Jing's breath unabashedly appeared in everyone's perception.

Zen Master Zhizhen's cultivation level far surpassed Luo Jing's, so he could see at a glance that Luo Jing only had the cultivation level in the early stage of the Calling Spirit Realm.

Can such a cultivation base harm Mr. Minghan?

Zen Master Zhizhen lowered his head and looked at the beacon in his palm, but the beacon still pointed to Luo Jing's direction.

This puzzled Zhizhen, who didn't know what was going on.

He raised his head and was about to speak, but found that the entire courtyard was eerily silent.

Zhenbei King Lu Yu, Beidi Wufu Feng Bulie, and the four great scholars from Tianshu Pavilion... All of them looked at Luo Jing's face, all of them were shocked and didn't say a word.

It seems that this face is too scary, scaring everyone.

Zhi was really puzzled, but did not speak to interrupt the strange atmosphere of the scene.

After Luo Jing in the hut took off the human skin mask, UU Kanshu www.uukanshu.com looked at the crowd calmly and helplessly, and said first, "What are you going to do with me?"

As a magician, he was arrested on the spot in the Central Plains... This is not good news.

But the good news that can comfort Luo Jing is that Lu Li has not been arrested yet.

With the method of descending from the demons, as long as Luo Jing was not killed on the spot, Lu Li should have a chance to rescue him.

But after he finished speaking, he found that the yard was silent.

The big men all looked at him in shock.

Until the king of Zhenbei, Lu Yu, spoke slowly.

"You... What's your name?" King Zhenbei's voice seemed to be trembling.

Luo Jing was surprised when he saw the strange reaction of the crowd. He didn't know what happened to this group of people.

But at such a time, it is naturally impossible to tell the truth, and it is only temporary to be able to deceive.

Luo Jing said sternly: "Yong'en is here, Northwest Loose Cultivation. There is no malice in coming to Tianshu Pavilion. You can check. I set foot in Zhongyuan, and I didn't kill any life."

Luo Jing threw out a fake name when he opened his mouth, without any guilt.

When the name was spoken, Sang Yanghong snorted coldly and said, "Fake name!"

He seemed extremely certain that Luo Jing was talking about a fake name.

But another great scholar stopped him immediately and said, "Brother Sang, be careful, this matter seems to be strange, and our Tianshu Pavilion should not intervene."

"This Yongen will be handed over to the Zhenbei Palace."

After speaking, the four scholars left in a hurry with all the disciples of the Tianshu Pavilion.

In the courtyard, apart from the confused Zen Master Zhizhen, there were only many masters from the Zhenbei Palace.