Wind Valley dust is in the house, the atmosphere is extremely solemn, Feng Mo sat on the top, flipped through the immortal books presented by Elder Feng Shun, and the others were still in order, but the affairs recorded by the Yugu Division made Feng Mo annoyed.

"Elder Wind Sword transferred a part of the pharmacists of your Pharmaceutical Division out and sent them to the Imperial Valley Division, Elder Fengshun, you hurry up and arrange for the pharmacist to refine the essence blood into a dark iron blood mist, and strictly strengthen the enchantments everywhere, I checked the thinned enchantment, and only disintegrated the Wind Valley Wind Enchantment, and the essence blood enchantment is intact, indicating that the power of the Demon Realm cannot penetrate in. Feng Mo said loudly.

Feng Shun and the others seemed to have the backbone of the heart, and the panic for many days gradually relaxed, Feng Shun touched his snow-white beard, and said, "It's good that the head of the family is back, the side of the wind valley has been tightly controlled, and there is no useful thing to ask for the time being, but everyone waits, but they confessed to Feng Qi and left it clean by themselves!"

"Elders must not take it lightly, the Demon Realm Soul Dementor Pill is now in the world, I am in love with Lord Hanzun, I don't know how many Demon Realm works are still lurking in the Wind Valley, it seems that we have to test it carefully!" Feng Mo looked solemn and looked at the major elders in front of him.

"It just so happens that the annual immortal power assessment in the Wind Valley is imminent, it is better to let the people in the valley accept the test of the Medicine King Stone, but those who cultivate the evil law will definitely show their original form!"

"That's very good, but the Medicine King Stone test must be carried out secretly, don't startle the snake!" Feng Mo instructed.

The elders took the order and left, and Feng Xu hurriedly came in to say, "Feng Qi has fallen!"

Feng Mo was silent for a while, "Go and see!"

The Wind Valley Secret Room has been very tightly guarded since ancient times, although the old man Feng is kind, but he is not merciful to the rebels, this secret room can not penetrate except for the confidants.

"Feng Qi has always been deep in the city, and he has always valued his own life, and he has the heart to support Yuan Yao's ascendancy, so it can be seen that he cannot be a person who is willing to cut himself. Feng Mo looked at Feng Qi's immortal body, there was nothing abnormal, as if he was asleep, his face was ruddy and lifelike.

"Feng Qi stayed in the secret room and didn't have contact with anyone else, and it was really strange that he suddenly fell today!" Feng Xu was also puzzled.

"Listening to Huo Yushan, in addition to the illusion of Pingyangzi, he will also use the method of puppet seizure, maybe he is hiding around us, it is better to be careful in everything!" Feng Mo said, suddenly as if he had discovered something, he bent down, twisted out a trace of black demonic qi from Feng Qi's eyebrows, put it into a thin bottle, and sealed it.

"This demonic qi doesn't seem to be cultivated by Feng Qi, looking at this demon level, it should be above Mo Chan Xia, it seems that Feng Qi was wiped out by his master!" Feng Mo turned his head and looked at Feng Xu fixedly.

Feng Xu was horrified, "So, Pingyangzi has been hiding in Immortal Valley all these years?"

"It doesn't have to be him, it may just be his right-hand man in the Valley of the Winds. Pingyangzi's magic power should be more than that! You have to find out this person quickly, the enchantment only prevents the demon body, but it can't prevent the demons who have taken away the immortal body. Feng Mo clasped his hands and thought thoughtfully.

Feng Mo, who returned to the mortal residence, looked at the newly transplanted tassel tree in the courtyard, the milky white flowers were connected, like a waterfall, swaying with the wind, one after another, accompanied by the fine and crisp sound of the bellflowers, it was very pleasant, but Feng Mo only enjoyed half a moment, passed on Feng Ling, prepared a lot of things for Feng Shu of the retreat in Yaoshan Mountain, and explained a few words, Aunt Feng Ling hurriedly went to Zhang Luo.

Feng Mo twisted out the enchantment, looking at the imposter and Yuan Yao locked in the secret room of the small study in the backyard, only to see that Yuan Yao no longer lowered his eyebrows, pulled off the hairpin on his head, and rushed towards the impostor, with a hideous face, "Wait for me to scratch your face, see if Mo Qianchen will want you!"

The imposter trapped the enchantment tightly, and he couldn't move, and shouted loudly, "I'm not Fengmo, it's just an illusion, don't mess around!"

Yuan Yao didn't care about it, "I just don't like this face, why are all good things hers, just a mongrel, and she is held in the palm of everyone's hands, what kind of thing is she!" The hairpin saw that it was about to cut through the face of the impostor, Yuan Yao only felt that her wrist was numb, and the hairpin shook and fell to the ground, making a crisp sound.

"Who are you?" Yuan Yao looked at the plump woman in front of her and her face like a peach blossom, and shouted, "Who are you, get out of here!"

"Presumptuous, I'm the head of the Feng family, Yuan Yao, don't even know me so soon?" Feng Mo smiled slightly.

"Have you gathered your divine sense?" Yuan Yao took a few steps back in a panic, watching Feng Mo become more and more radiant, and his heart became more and more resentful, no wonder Mo Qianchen never looked at himself squarely, Feng Mo's original appearance was so gorgeous, and the imposters around him still had Feng Mo's previous face, so he also felt overshadowed by such a comparison.

"Do you know a lot, who told you that?"

"Yes......" Yuan Yao swallowed the words that came to his lips and looked at Feng Mo vigilantly.

Feng Mo looked at the imposter next to him, stretched out his hand to untie the enchantment, flicked his fingers, broke the illusion, revealing her true face, a face that couldn't be more ordinary, "What's your name?"

"Little girl Biluo, I've seen the head of the Feng family!" Biluo had a little eyesight and knelt at Feng Mo's feet.

"Who sent you to Xizhou?" Feng Mo looked at her coldly, "Feng Qi has already fallen, are you still waiting for your master to rescue you?"

"Feng Mo, you killed my father!" Yuan Yao pounced from behind and roared.

"It was his master who killed him, and if he saw that he was useless, he would kill him, and you would end up the same at that time!" Feng Mo took out the bottle and threw it to Biluo.

Biluo seemed to be holding a hot potato, and hurriedly threw it to Yuan Yao, her face frightened, "Ask the Feng family master to save her life, the little girl is also forced to do so!"

Yuan Yao looked at the magic surging in the fine-mouthed porcelain vase in a daze, and sat down on the ground, "Impossible, he said that as long as we cooperate, he will allow me to be the head of the family, why do you want to kill my father?"

Feng Mo frowned, turned around and left the secret room, always feeling that something was wrong, and he couldn't say it.

"Who could this person be? Could it be that he has been hiding in Wind Valley for many years just to help Yuan Yao ascend to the throne? No, he has a bigger plan, if he wants to establish a new head of the family, why don't he take advantage of my Langjiao Village? And why did he deliberately let Yuan Yao's father and daughter show their flaws? What is his purpose?" Feng Mo held his head, puzzled.

"Master, the black plum soup you wanted. Aunt Feng Ling brought in a bowl of black plum soup, "It's still hot, you can try it." ”

Feng Mo picked up the bowl and took a sip gently, "It's not that taste, it's a little sour, a little less fragrant, let me think about it, by the way, it's the taste of tangerine peel and mint leaves." ”

Aunt Feng Ling smiled, "Got it." I'll try it again and see if I can make it taste like you've drunk in your dreams," he smiled and hurriedly went to cook the black plum soup.

"I hope Aunt Ling can cook it, he should be here soon, right?" Feng Mo pushed open the window and looked in the direction of Hedong from afar, the aura of the medicine mountain was surging, and the immortal aura was ethereal, Feng Mo took a deep breath, poured down the black plum soup in his hand, put the bowl on the tea table, and exhaled the turbid qi in his chest heavily.