Evil Emperor’s Poisonous Consort: Divine Doctor Young Miss

Not just this alchemist, almost everyone felt the fluctuation of spiritual power.

There was no malice or murderous intent, just a faint coercion that enveloped everyone's hearts, making them breathless.

Mei Baoze looked at the eastern sky, with a few streaks of blood in his cloudy eyes. This pressure was strange yet familiar, it was Long Qingfeng!

"The people to pick us up are here, everyone, get ready and leave!" Mei Baoze stood up, raised his head and blasted a burst of colorful spiritual power into the air.

The colorful light pillar shot straight into the sky and spread out to form a fire cloud in the high school. The dazzling brilliance was clearly visible even thousands of meters away.

In just a few breaths, a cold wind from the east suddenly blew by, chilling everyone's hearts, and at the same time, the colorful spiritual power was blown away.

what happened? !

The alchemists were shocked. The moment the dark wind blew by, everyone felt that the fire attribute spiritual power in their bodies was suppressed, and they even lost their senses for a time.

They were lost for a moment, and when everyone came to their senses again, there was already a figure in front of them, also wearing a black cloak, and the aura exuding from his body was so cold that it was difficult to look directly at him.

"Master." When Mei Baoze saw Long Qingfeng coming, he hurriedly bowed and saluted.

"Everyone came all the way, thank you for your hard work." Long Qingfeng's hoarse voice came out, and he slowly raised his palms and took off the cloak on his head under the gaze of everyone.

No one responded to his words, all attention was focused on Long Qingfeng's face.

When everyone saw the half-human, half-ghost face, their breathing suddenly became tight.

The left side of the man's face in front was covered with red scars, and the scars were constantly squirming on his cheeks, as if some kind of insect was eating this man's cheeks.

"Long, Long Qingfeng?"

Although only half of his face was left, someone in the crowd still recognized Long Qingfeng's identity, their voices full of shock.

More people's shoulders were shaken and their steps subconsciously stepped back.

The name Long Qingfeng is like a nightmare to them.

"You all seem to be surprised to see me." A bloodthirsty smile appeared on half of Long Qingfeng's face. As the muscles of his lips moved, the red scar on his left face became more ferocious.

Everyone was silent. They were all Shanjiata's alchemists. Although the murderer who attacked Shanjiata was not caught, everyone had an estimate of that person's identity.

Some people left Shanjiata because they were afraid that they would be implicated. When they left, no one expected this outcome.

"Why did you call us out?" A person in the crowd asked Long Qingfeng with courage.

"That's right, we're here to seek refuge in Canglong Pavilion, not Ghost Lomon!"

Many people in the crowd couldn't stand Long Qingfeng, so they took advantage of the large number of people on their side to speak out what was on their mind.

"Oh? Really..." There was an inexplicable smile on Long Qingfeng's lips, his eyelids drooped, and the aura exuding from his body became even colder.

Mei Baoze looked at Long Qingfeng with an unhappy look on his face and hurriedly stood up to ease the situation, "Everyone, listen to me, let's not talk about the grudges between sects. Everyone here has no personal grudges against the leader of the Long Sect. There is no one in the world. Absolute enemies, we have left the Bodhi Pagoda, there is no need to take us with us to work for the Bodhi Pagoda."

The mood of the alchemists calmed down a bit and they continued to whisper among themselves. They did not think that Mei Baoze's words were reasonable, but they were discussing Long Qingfeng with each other.

Even if they were alchemists, they had to be wary of the leader of the former first-class sect.