Chapter 2282: How Can a Tiger Seek the Skin of a Cat?

Shen Heyun is not only strict, but also murderous without blinking an eye.

As his disciple, Hu Lang knows best.

It's just that he never expected today that the junior sister would dare to openly contradict the master...

"Mei Lan, are you serious about what you just said?"

Shen Heyun suddenly stood up from the golden bench.

In front of this peerless strong man, everyone was panicked and lowered their heads.

At this moment, even Hu Lang did not dare to step forward to plead for the junior sister.

There was deathly silence in the main hall.

Facing the master's cold gaze, Mei Lan knew that as long as the master moved his finger, her head would leave her neck.

But she raised her head resolutely, with extremely firm eyes: "Master, Mr. Jiang brought the third lady back just to attract your attention. The meteorite move he used, whether it is a spiritual skill or a spiritual formation, I don't think he wants to fight for his life with you. Miss Third is your biological daughter after all. Just by accepting her again, you can be on good terms with the Bai family, and we can also buy Yuanyuan from that Master Xia in the future. Continuous elixirs, isn’t that good?”

Mei Lan's heartfelt words made Shen Heyun gradually fall silent.

The master of the pavilion didn't get angry?

When the elders saw it, they all looked at Mei Lan in awe.

Shen Heyun himself also knew very well that the ultimate goal of his three apprentices, Hu Lang supporting him, and Jiang Hao's scheming, was just to covet the position of the master of the Shenfeng Pavilion.

Only Mei Lan truly respects him.

"You all go down and let me think about it."

Shen Heyun exhaled a long breath and waved his sleeves.

Seeing this, everyone in front of the hall quickly retreated, and finally walked out of the hall.

…

night.

Shen Heyun came to the back mountain. There were no twists and turns here anymore. There were rocks everywhere. At a glance, there was no end in sight.

He still remembered that when he was a child, Shen Zheyao was a stubborn little girl who liked to practice in the back mountains.

He came to a rock and sat down. His old eyes trembled slightly: "Zheyao... do you think your father doesn't know that you practiced martial arts here when you were a child?"

He looked up to the sky and chuckled. At that time, he was hiding in the dark, watching Hu Lang teach Shen Zheyao carefully. Every night, that figure who looked as delicate as a weed but was not afraid of wind and rain made him most gratified. spiritual sustenance.

"You know, you are just like your mother, you are equally beautiful and have the same stubborn temper..."

"Dad has been so indifferent to you for so many years. You should hate him. In this case, dad will at least feel better."

"Zheyao, do you know the true meaning of why dad named you Zheyao?"

A person was muttering to himself, and at the end of his words, Shen Heyun burst into tears.

"How can any father in this world not feel sorry for his daughter? But dad... there is nothing he can do!"

He hammered his chest with anger and was unable to vent his anguish. He could only hide here and cry to the stone.

"The majestic Master of Shenfeng Pavilion, who taught the Three Gods of Fighting, who would have thought that he could have such a fragile side?" A feminine voice suddenly sounded from a distance.

"who!"

Shen Heyun immediately wiped his face, stood up immediately, and raised his cold eyes.

I saw a man in a black robe walking towards here among the rocks in the distance.

After looking over his body, Shen Heyun put his hands behind his back, with murderous intent surging in his eyes: "Boy, do you have any last words?"

"You want to kill me?"

Under the black robe, a slightly demonic eye, with a hint of coldness, came straight at him.

Under the gaze of these eyes, Shen Heyun felt an inexplicable chill, but after a moment, he was killed by its powerful pressure.

"Young man, you just want to scare me with your murderous intent?"

Shen Heyun said in a deep voice.

"I'm not here to intimidate you, but... I want to negotiate a business deal with you."

"Oh, the Demon Lord Luo Xi of Wanchao Pavilion has also started to come out to solicit customers?"

"Huh? You actually recognize me?"

Luo Xi raised her eyebrows in surprise.

"Not only do I know you, I also heard that you lost to two Eternal Sky Realm juniors in Beichen. It's really embarrassing to think about it~"

As soon as Shen Heyun said these words, Luo Xi's face suddenly darkened.

"Since you have heard about the Battle of Beichen, how could you not know who the person who defeated me is!"

He gritted his teeth and looked at Shen Heyun.

"He's a madman, but does that matter? He's just a mortal now, at the Eternal Sky level. You were defeated by a madman at the Eternal Sky level, and you still have the nerve to say that you're not a good person?"

"Ha~ OK, I'm good! Old Shen, I came here to help you out of kindness. If you don't want to, then just wait for death!"

Luo Xi was too lazy to talk nonsense to him and turned around suddenly.

But just when he took the first step, a vast energy of heaven and earth rose directly into the sky, covering all the areas here.

Being in Shen Heyun's spiritual pressure, Luo Xi's face turned gloomy again: "What are you going to do!"

"Luo Xi, I, Shen Heyun, have been around in the Central Continent for a long time. Although I have never been to the Northern Territory, I also know what kind of virtues your Wanchao Pavilion is! The forces that deal with you will, without exception, end up being defeated. The cannon fodder you are using, are you a little stupid if you want to take advantage of my Kamikaze Pavilion today? "

"I told you, I'm here to discuss a business deal with you!"

"Really? Sorry, tiger, how can you seek the skin of a cat?"

"You dare to say that my Wanchao Pavilion is a cat...!"

Luo Xi finally became furious, and the spiritual power fluctuations of the two-star Zhoushen realm spread instantly.

However, Shen Heyun's figure turned into a sharp lightning and rushed towards him.

Facing Shen Heyun's outstretched palm, Luo Xi's eyes sank, and he quickly greeted it with both palms forward.

Bang!

With a muffled sound, Luo Xi's eyes bulged, and he heard the crisp sound of broken bones quickly cracking between his arms. A mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and he flew backwards.

A casual palm hit Luo Xi seriously injured him. Shen Heyun stood with his hands behind his back, and a trace of disdain appeared in his eyes: "I won't kill you today, which is also a face for Mu Fan. If you have any bad ideas in the future, it's better not to hit my Shenfeng Pavilion, otherwise I will definitely take your dog's life next time!"

Shen Heyun waved his sleeves and disappeared instantly.

Luo Xi, who fell far away, got up from the ground in a mess.

His arms were broken, and he almost died with just one palm.

"This old monster is really powerful... much more terrifying than the Pavilion Master of Xingchen Pavilion..."

Recalling the scene when he faced the Phantom Emperor before, although he had a hard time fighting, he at least had the strength to fight.

But in the hands of Shen Heyun, he couldn't survive a round.

Luo Xi's bloody arms drooped, and he was obviously taught a lesson, but the corners of his mouth raised a cold arc.

"Old man Shen, you are the one who didn't know how to appreciate your kindness first, so don't blame me for not telling you the truth. When you really become an enemy of the Bai family one day, you will know that Jiang Xiaobai is actually crazy! Hahaha——"