The thin Fang Henian said with a stern face: "You go by yourself, or should we stop you from dragging you away?"

"Stay...be for safety, it's better to drag it away." Zhao Youjun stuttered.

He stuttered, his fat face tightly, and a bit funny in his seriousness.

The young man in yellow robe looked at the two of them impatiently: "Who are you?"

"Surpriser Bird Guard!" the two of them said in a solemn voice.

The young man in yellow robe became more and more impatient and slapped the table with a "bang": "I just don't understand. What's wrong with you Zhuquewei? Can Zhuquewei be domineering and lawless?!"

"A man surnamed Hu, you and someone touched and injured an innocent old man in Zuixianlou, causing a fracture and you need to pay a thousand taels of silver!"

"One thousand taels?" The young man in yellow robe laughed: "For you, let's go!"

He took out a thousand taels of silver bills from his arms and threw them out: "Get out quickly, don't delay me from listening to the music!"

The short and thin Fang Henian waved his hand and the silver notes floated into his hand. He looked at it and said in a deep voice: "I also want to apologize to the old man!"

The young man in yellow robe took out another thousand taels from his arms and threw them out: "Is this OK? Get out of here!"

"Bang!" Zhao Youjun rushed forward and fisted, and the young man in yellow robe froze and sealed the acupoint.

"Toast... if you don't eat, you're fined... if you're fined!" Zhao Youjun slowly withdrew his fist, his fat and big face was solemn.

Feng Jin turned his head and looked at Song Yunge.

Song Yunge also looked at him.

The two looked at each other again.

Zhao Youjun and Fang Henian are only at the swordsman level, but they can beat the Demon Lord? It’s just a joke!

The beautiful singer widened her bright eyes, covered her mouth and didn't shout it out, as if the frightened deer was staring at them.

Zhao Youjun stuffed a silver note into her little hand: "Hold it!"

He lifted up the young man's belt in the yellow robe and walked out. Fang Henian apologized for hugging and fists around him, and left.

"...You're not mistaken?"

Feng Jin took a sip of wine, swallowed it hard, calmed his mood, suppressed his shock, and looked at Song Yunge half-believingly.

Song Yunge scratched his eyebrows lightly with his little finger, thinking: "That's right, it's him... they are going to be unlucky, I don't know that this is a fake!"

"Then what's going on?" Feng Jin snorted.

He originally thought it was a robbery of credit, so he asked the two of them to find out the truth.

It seems that I have made a mistake now, but Song Yunge has also made a mistake. It is absolutely impossible for him to be the Demon Lord!

Song Yunge looked at him and shook his head.

"You are smart, I don't think you're right!" Feng Jin said angrily.

He knew at a glance that Song Yunge's eyes meant that he was despising himself for being stupid, but he really didn't understand what he was. He only knew one thing that the Demon Lord would never be able to act like this.

Song Yunge picked up the wine glass, shook it gently, and said carelessly: "Senior Brother Feng, use your brain more often. Think about it, even if he is the Demon Lord, will he dare to take action here?"

Feng Jin opened his mouth and found speechless.

I couldn't think of it. Even the Demon Lord didn't dare to take action here. It would cause trouble, and it would immediately attract other Suzaku Guards.

There is definitely a place like Chaoran Tower where there is definitely a Suzaku Guard Secret Patrol.

Feng Jin snorted: "How could Fang Henian and Zhao Youjun come to capture him? Did they also find clues?"

"According to my observation, it must have been a coincidence." Song Yunge pondered: "The devil was changing according to others, and that person happened to have committed a crime."

He carefully observed the expressions of Fang Henian and Zhao Youjun. He was definitely not facing the Demon Lord, and they did not have such good acting skills.

"How could this be so coincidental!" Feng Jin shook his head.

Song Yunge said: "The world is often more bizarre than people think, just go and take a look."

Feng Jin frowned and said, "If it were that devil, Fang Henian and Zhao Youjun would be in danger."

Song Yunge glanced at him.

Feng Jin said: "Although they are not in the way of dealing with us, they are both Zhuquewei after all."

Song Yunge smiled and said lazily: "That's right, that senior brother will tell them."

He shook his head secretly.

Fang Henian is a disciple of Wulianghai, and Zhao Youjun is a disciple of Tiandang Valley. He has no friendship and has no obligation to save them.

I only care about the people who care about myself, not the people who care about myself.

What's more, these two people are not good birds and are not worth saving.

Feng Jin said: "Then let's go and remind you."

Song Yunge knew that he could not change his good-looking habits, so he did not object, so he played with the wine glass and said slowly: "Senior brother, I think if you want to kill this person, you should ask two more sword masters for help!"

"He is very strong?"

"On the contrary, it depends on his spirit and spirit, which is weaker than you, senior brother."

"Then you still have to ask someone to share the credit? If you want credit, I want it too. If you can lose one person, you will have fewer people!" Feng Jin widened his eyes.

"I think something is wrong." Song Yunge's expression was solemn, and naturally showed a momentum of being arrogant without anger.

He shook his head secretly, Senior Brother Feng's stinginess in his bones was really unchangeable.

"Don't be too slow, tell them quickly, so as not to be in danger." Feng Jin urged and turned around and went downstairs hurriedly.

Song Yunge shook his head and put down the restaurant, took out a piece of silver and put it down, followed him down, got into the noisy crowd, and then turned into a quiet alley.

As soon as Fang Henian and Zhao Youjun entered the alley, the young man in yellow robe suddenly opened his eyes, kicked Fang Henian with his right foot, and slapped Zhao Youjun with his left palm.

"Woo..." The palm wind roared like a storm.

"Bang bang!" Fang Henian and Zhao Youjun flew up, hit the wall and slid down the wall to the base of the wall.

"Stop!" Feng Jin stopped shouting.

The young man in yellow robe turned his head and looked like his eyes bursting out like lightning.

Feng Jin was shocked and his steps suddenly stopped.

Song Yunge suddenly pulled Feng Jinheng and moved a foot.

He concentrated his mind and activated the qi-looking technique. He saw two black silks floating over, silently approaching like fluffy in the strong wind.

He used all his strength to activate his light skills to barely avoid these two black silk threads.

He speculated that it might be a jade method.

The young man in yellow robe looked at Song Yunge deeply, and his figure flashed, and he had disappeared deep in the alley.

Feng Jin stared at him and disappeared: "Yun Ge, you are indeed wrong. He is not from the Demon Sect!"

The masters of the Demon Sect made silent moves and could not even make a sound, because their Demon Sect had the nature of devouring the sound and swallowed it directly.

This is the fundamental way to distinguish the masters of the Demon Sect.

Song Yunge did not look over there, but stared at the two people under the wall and said, "Maybe his extraordinary achievements or the strange treasures have changed the external factors."

"...Okay." Feng Jin finally believed it.

Yun Ge is not qualified to practice martial arts, but he is the smartest person he has ever met. He has never made any mistakes in his judgment and is far inferior to him.

But Yun Ge is smart but has less human touch and seems to be incompatible with the world.

The most fear is that he is too smart to go on the evil path, so he keeps paying attention to guidance and makes decisions when it is time to make decisions.

When he came close, he was about to bend down to explore the two people who were slumped into mud.

Song Yunge said: "Senior brother, there is no need to watch it, they can't do it."

Feng Jin frowned and said, "I still have the energy, use the Life Creation Pill!"

"Senior brother, do you have the Pill of Life and Creation?" Song Yunge said.

Feng Jin nodded and took out a jade porcelain from his arms.

Song Yunge shook his head: "I don't."

Feng Jin was stunned and hurriedly said, "Don't joke, take it out quickly."

"I really didn't bring it." Song Yunge showed an unhelpful look: "I left in a hurry today and forgot to bring it."

Feng Jin said angrily: "It's this time, I'm still stingy! Life is at stake, hurry up, don't delay!"

Song Yunge waved his hand: "Senior brother, I really didn't bring it. It seems that I can only save one. You can choose one of your life and fortune pills, then you can choose one... I think this person from Tiandang Valley is good, and it's not enough for Wulianghai to save Wulianghai, but it's good to save Wulianghai, so that no one will suspect that we have the life and fortune pills, but it won't save him."

Feng Jin glared at him angrily.

According to his understanding of Song Yunge, the Pill of Life Creation must be carried with him, and it is impossible to forget him.

He was secretly annoyed that Yun Ge was reluctant to give birth to the Pill of Creation!

The Pill of Life and Creation is indeed a rare spiritual medicine. As long as you have one breath, you can hold this breath for an hour. One pill is a life.
To be continued...