The lights outside the window were about to stop, but were blocked by the tightly-fitting carved windows. The Linguang Pavilion became quiet. The core of the food on the mat had not moved. Fu Li and Feng Yu sat opposite each other and had been talking for nearly two quarters of a minute.

Fu Li looked at Feng Yu opposite him and felt a little strange. Although he was not familiar with Feng Yu, he had met this person by chance in his early years, and his temperament was somewhat different from that now.

Fu Li didn't take it seriously. As a junior in the family, she naturally would not decide the alliance between the two families. The meeting today was just a show of goodwill and a test of his attitude. The elders came forward afterwards.

The jade box containing the clues of the treasure of restoration was placed on the table. Although Fu Li took out the jade box early, he did not open the mechanism of the jade box, but only tested Feng Yu's attitude. However, Feng Yu seemed not interested in it at all. He talked with Feng Yu for a moment. The middle-aged purple man in purple who was standing behind Fu Li finally winked. The Huangya Realm Qi Refiner who guarded Fu Li, with a move, made a magic ban, and the jade box opened in response to the sound, revealing one of the bright yellow silk rolls.

Feng Yu finally saw the silk scroll and his eyes moved. Fu Li smiled secretly. He was obviously quite jealous of this thing, but he forced a calm expression and pretended to behave.

Feng Yu endured that he didn't take the silk roll and asked, "Is this?"

"It was the secret decree of the last emperor of the previous dynasty." Fu Li's tone was very plain, and he had already understood the contents of the silk scroll. "When the previous dynasty was destroyed, Emperor Xia knew that the country would not exist, so he collected wealth from the world and hid it in a secret place for future generations to restore Daxia. He recorded the treasure in the secret decree and prepared to leave it to his descendants, but now the royal family of the previous dynasty has been completely destroyed, and this secret decree has also fallen into the hands of my Fu family."

Feng Yu turned his gaze away from the bright yellow silk roll and asked, "Since you have obtained this secret decree, why doesn't the Fu family look for the treasure of restoring the country?"

Fu Li shook his head and said, "Of the 332 words in the volume, more than 320 words are used in martial arts and scolding the qi-refining masters of hundreds of schools. Only the last sentence can point out the treasure, but the clues are not complete. Perhaps there are some code words hidden in the more than 300 words in the previous one, but more than 20 years have passed, and my Fu family has not found it."

Feng Yu smiled: "No wonder the Fu family was willing to give this secret decree. It turned out that this thing was useless to hold in their hands, so they had to be used as a favor."

Fu Li felt a little unhappy when he heard this. What Feng Yu said is true, but who would have brought this kind of thing to the table to say? No matter how good Feng Yu is, he is still from the Feng family, how could he say such things?

Feng Yu seemed to notice his mistake and changed his mind: "Since that's the case, my Feng family can't lose etiquette."

As soon as Feng Yu finished speaking, an old man in silk clothes and hat behind him took out an ebony box and walked towards Fu Li. Fu Li couldn't help but frowned, and this move was undoubtedly a bit offensive. Her eyes fell on Feng Yu's face, and Feng Yu had no expression on his face, and he couldn't help but feel a little frightened. What did he want to hide? Then he said in a deep voice: "Stop!"

The old man with black hat paused slightly and looked back at Feng Yu. Feng Yu smiled at Fu Li: "What's wrong?"

The middle-aged man behind Fu Li suddenly stepped forward, drew his sword, pointed the tip of the sword at the floor under his feet, and said coldly: "There are at least twelve people breathing downstairs. It would be fine if they were drinking and having fun, but these twelve people held their breath and focused. Since I entered the building, they have not moved. What is Mr. Feng's explanation for this?"

Fu Li's eyes turned cold and he looked at Feng Yu. Feng Yu still smiled, but suddenly crushed the wine glass in his hand!

Bang!

The old man with black hat shouted softly and looked towards Fu Li with a palm. Fu Li had no time to retreat in a hurry, and then the old man took his shoulder. He felt a stream of internal qi pouring into his body along the meridians! The man in purple clothes behind Fu Li reacted quickly. In an instant, he pulled out his long sword and slashed at the old man. The sword light suddenly appeared, frowned with the old man and avoided sideways. Fu Li had a chance to breathe. Four purple and golden talismans were cut out from her sleeve, pinched by her fingertips, and her wrist shook. The four talismans made a rushing sound of gold and iron armor leaves hitting, which became larger in the blink of an eye and turned into four golden armored gods with majestic momentum. As soon as they appeared, the floor on the second floor of Linguang Pavilion could not bear its weight, and it was a click!

At the same time, twelve swords pierced through the floor slab downstairs and stabbed out from Fu Li's feet!

The man in purple reminded that Fu Li was already wary of his mind and jumped up in advance, but the sword formation was tricky and shot upwards, directly piercing through the Yongquan acupoint of Fu Li’s feet!

Fu Li groaned and his face turned pale. At this time, the floor collapsed, and wood chips and smoke splashed everywhere. Fu Li and the four golden armored gods fell to the first floor. The four golden armored heavenly soldiers all had innate perfect cultivation, containing the power of thick soil, weighing more than thousands of pounds. With a bang, the heads of the two killers downstairs were pressed into meat pie.

The old man in black hat revealed his flaws. The man in purple was about to pursue him, but when Fu Li was injured, he jumped down to the first floor to retreat. The remaining ten killers suddenly dispersed and surrounded him. With a bang, Feng Yu and the old man in black hat also shook the floor and jumped down to the first floor.

Four Fu soldiers, plus the purple-clothed man in the Grandmaster realm, Fu Li is safe for the time being, but the bones of the shoulders held by the old man with black hat have been misaligned, and the soles of her feet have been pierced by a sword. As a member of the Fu family, how could she have suffered such injuries? She couldn't help but sweat on her forehead, staring at Feng Yu with a murderous look, gritting her teeth and saying, "Feng Yu, are you crazy?"

"It's a pity that the reaction was fast." Feng Yu showed a regretful look, but did not answer.

The ten killers took out their firearms and pointed at Fu Li and the man in purple.

The man in purple took a deep breath and was wary of his surroundings. He couldn't even feel distracted from talking. Fu Li said in shock and angrily: "You want to kill me? This Linguang Pavilion is the place of your Feng family. If I die here, how can you get rid of it? Although the predecessors of you and my family have grudges, why did they make such a fuss? The Feng family really wants to stay with my Fu family forever?"

Feng Yu lowered his eyes and said, "I have no grudges and grudges with you. Unfortunately, if you want to blame me, you will blame me for reincarnation."

Feng Yu glanced out the window. As the Feng family's property, Linguang Pavilion was covered with legal bans on the doors and windows. It was originally intended to prevent the organ beast from eavesdropping, but now it can cover up the movements in the building. At this time, the corner of the house was even more leaking and pointed at the Chouzheng. Feng Yu raised his hand and the ten killers fired the firearms in their hands!

Bang!

The lantern competition ended, hundreds of fireworks rushed into the night, exploded into stars in the sky, colorful and colorful, drowned the cheers of countless people.

Outside Linguang Pavilion, Li Buzhuo and Yuan Xiong paused their feet, looking at the elegant tower from afar. The night sky was as bright as daytime under the fireworks, and the bustling cheers came from afar. The servant guarding the door downstairs had no smile on his face, and there was obviously a weapon hidden under the robe that was faintly supported by his waist.

Li Buzhuo and Yuan Xiong looked at each other, both of them looked cold, and something happened to the Feng Fu family's two conspiracy.
Chapter completed!