When Ling Feng saw Zuo Fei in the car behind him, he knew that the Blood Refining Hall had begun to move, and the phone just now also mentioned the Blood Refining Hall, which really said that Cao '' Cao '', and it was not ambiguous at all.

"What if I say no?" Ling Feng sneered.

The other party's face was not pale at all, he always maintained a good quality, and said with a smile: "I believe Mr. Ling will not refuse." ”

"Looks like you've done a lot of work, huh?" Ling Feng replied with a smile.

"Mr. Ling, please get in the car. "The other party opened the car 'door'.

What should come is still coming, Ling Fengsuo 'sex' climbed directly into the car. Ling Feng was not afraid of any black hands under the Blood Refining Hall, otherwise he would not have come to pick him up with such a big show. Compared to the eighth master of the Blood Refining Hall, Ling Feng wanted to see the two masters in the charm club last time, and his intuition told Ling Feng that those two were by no means simple, and he didn't know what happened to the flying wolf of the Green Gang last time, and he would have to ask next time he had a chance.

Several luxurious vehicles began to start and set off, Ling Feng felt bored listening, so he closed his eyes and rested, and fell asleep unconsciously.

After about half an hour, Ling Feng was woken up by the sound of parking, this was just one of them, and more importantly, Ling Feng could clearly feel the aura of the master in the villa in front of him, which was not something that ordinary people could exude. Ling Feng thought it was interesting, if he could, he could 'communicate' with the other party, it might not be a good thing.

"Mr. Ling, please. "It's still the driver who drives, and it's still very polite.

Ling Feng was not pretentious, and walked towards the villa under his leadership, while Zuo Fei and the others followed, just seeing that Ling Feng's eyes flickered a little, Ling Feng knew that he had something to say, but he just didn't have a chance to speak.

The villa is a separate set, the kind of antique 'color', there are a lot of 'flowers' and 'flowers' around, and there is also a small pavilion, Ling Feng is more and more like the villa of Lord Long, it seems that the two brothers are 'very' similar.

A few familiar faces appeared in front of him, it was the toothfish and a few of them who had met at the charm club last time, and they didn't react, they just looked at Ling Feng in a daze, not knowing what they were thinking.

Upon reaching the hall, a butler-like man took over the man's job. This housekeeper is not very old, but in Ling Feng's opinion, this is a real person who does not 'show' his face, and this housekeeper is also a master.

"Mr. Ling, please wait a minute, the eighth master took a nap just now and hasn't woken up yet. The butler said expressionlessly.

Ling Feng understood why the butler said this, whether he was considering himself or for other reasons, because Ling Feng could feel the aura of more than one person on the second floor. Ling Feng was an invited guest from their Blood Refining Hall, and it stands to reason that the Eighth Master, as the director, should come out to receive Ling Feng. Since this eighth master wants to try himself, Ling Feng also has to give others the opportunity to test.

"It's okay, what I have is time. Ling Feng replied.

There were a few aunt-level maids who brought some fruits, and there were a few things that Ling Feng had never seen, and they looked 'quite 'attractive'. The housekeeper made a gesture to invite him to eat, and said that he had to go upstairs and wait for the eighth master to wake up.

After several servants put the fruit bowl away, they also retreated, and Ling Feng was left alone in the huge room.

Ling Feng was self-cooked, and he didn't worry about whether the fruit was poisonous or not, so he picked up a big apple and ate it, because Ling Feng thought that the other party wouldn't brush this little trick, and there was no need for that, or that sentence, if he really wanted to be unfavorable to himself, there was no need to invite himself here.

Speaking of endurance, Ling Feng had been tortured by many old Taoist priests. Ling Feng is a person who can't stand loneliness, he is very active, and in order to train Ling Feng's patience, the old Taoist priest once threw Ling Feng in a primeval forest for three months.

Ling Feng was bored eating fruits, the ones he ate in the morning had already been digested, but Ling Feng's appetite was really not small, first he ate a few apples, two dragon fruits, a bunch of grapes, and some fruits that could not be named. Ling Feng thought that he had eaten all over China, he didn't think that those who couldn't be named said to be so delicious, if he could, Ling Feng wanted to bring some back to Mo Mo to taste.

On the second floor, an elderly bald man was sitting on a rattan chair, holding a document that his subordinates had just sent over, he was the eighth master of the Blood Refining Hall.

"He turned out to be from the military, when did it happen?" the eighth master straightened up and asked.

"It shouldn't be long, it seems that the Green Gang has something to do with it. The butler replied.

When it comes to the Green Gang, and when I think of the relationship between Long Ye and the military, the eighth master understands.

"Can you be sure that he is the apprentice of the Qingyang Daoist now?" the eighth master asked.

"According to our internal response in the Qing Gang, the Qing Gang has little respect for this Ling Feng, and should be the apprentice of the Qingyang Dao Master. The butler replied respectfully.

The eighth master closed the information and said to the two people next to him, "What do you think?"

"Strong, very strong, this young man is not simple, if it weren't for his deliberate intention to hide the aura of 'jade' Gai Mizhang, it would be difficult for us to find out, I looked away last time in the charm club. One of them said.

"What do you think?" said the eighth master to the other person.

The other nodded, similar to the previous one.

"Then what will happen to this young man's words to the flying wolf of the Shangqing Gang?" the eighth master asked again.

The two looked at each other and said at the same time, "Half and half." ”

Half and half? Their answer surprised the eighth master, he knew the skills of the flying wolf. And this Ling Feng is also in his twenties, even if he starts connecting from his mother's womb, it is just a little time.

"Let's just say that I suddenly feel sick, and I will invite him over next time. The eighth master sat back on the rattan chair and said.

"Will you meet him if you don't go down?" asked the butler.

The eighth master took a sip of tea lightly and said lightly: "Let's just say it, this young man will come over again." ”

Seeing that the eighth master answered so affirmatively, the housekeeper couldn't say anything more, so he went downstairs to explain the matter to Ling Feng.

The eighth master closed his eyes and said in a deep voice: "Everything is going according to plan!"

After Ling Feng ate another strawberry, the butler finally reappeared.

"Mr. Ling, I'm really sorry. The eighth master woke up just now, but his body suddenly became ill and he couldn't come down to meet the guests, and I hope you can understand. The butler said apologetically.

The housekeeper originally thought that this young man had been waiting for nearly two hours, and he would definitely have a temper, after all, the young people were very impetuous now, but the young man in front of him, who did not look amazing, behaved differently.

"It's okay, as a junior, I'll just come to visit next time, but I have a reluctant request. Ling Feng didn't pay attention to it at all, and replied with a smile.

The butler was a little surprised by Ling Feng's answer and asked, "If I can do it, I will definitely complete it." ”

Ling Feng pointed to the fruits on the table and said with a smile, "These fruits that I haven't seen are 'very' delicious, can I bring some back." ”

The housekeeper was speechless, there were still guests with such a request, and hurriedly said, "Of course, I'll let them prepare, Mr. Ling wait." ”

The housekeeper dialed the room phone at the maid's office and told them Ling Feng's request, telling them to hurry up and prepare.

Ling Feng originally meant to pack these uneaten fruits and take them away, but he didn't expect the housekeeper to be so enthusiastic, since this was the case, Ling Feng was disrespectful.

In less than five minutes, the maid brought two large bags of fruit, with bright and bright colors, divided into two legs, and Ling Feng was very satisfied.

Ling Feng took the two big bags of fruit, and secretly cursed the old fox in his heart, allowing himself to wait here for two hours in vain, but fortunately, with these two bags of fruit, it seems that money may not be able to buy them.

The housekeeper personally sent Ling Feng to the 'door', and arranged a vehicle for the 'door', which was the black 'color' Audi that picked up Ling Feng.

Ling Feng carried two bags of fruit and was about to get in the car and go back directly, but Yu Guang saw Zuo Fei's arrival.

"Mr. Ling, can you take a step to speak?" Zuo Fei asked.

Ling Feng glanced at the thing in his hand.

Zuo Fei understood, and hurriedly asked the person next to him to take the bag, and Ling Feng and the two walked a few steps to the side.

"I'm a disciple of the Diancang faction, last time you mentioned Senior Uncle Cangfei, can you take the liberty of asking if you know Senior Uncle Cangfei?" Zuo Fei asked.

"I used to know me, but I don't know if he knows me now. Ling Feng replied honestly, he hadn't seen Cang Fei for many years, but the competition of a stick of incense made Ling Feng remember it vividly.

"Uncle Cangfei is in Jiangcheng, I mentioned you last time, he wants to see you, I don't know if you are free. Zuo Fei asked.

Ling Feng is speechless, won't he be released again? It seems that he is unlucky today.

"He's a senior, and I'm supposed to visit him. But as you know, I was released by the eighth master today, and I don't want to do it again. Ling Feng said, his tone unquestionable.

"No, Uncle Shi doesn't like to go out, so he stays in the room all the time. Zuo Fei replied affirmatively.

Ling Feng knew that Zuo Fei was so persistent, he would definitely not give up, and he hadn't seen Cang Fei's predecessor for a long time, so Cang Fei and the old Taoist priest were of the same generation, and Ling Feng, as a junior, should go and visit.

"How far is it?" Ling Feng asked.

Ling Feng's answer made Zuo Fei very excited, since he mentioned Ling Feng last time, Senior Uncle Cang Fei asked to see Ling Feng by name. It's just that Zuo Fei doesn't have Ling Feng's contact information, and the eighth master of the Blood Refining Hall has also 'handed' over and tried not to contact Ling Feng.

"Not far. Zuo Fei replied.

"Let's go. Ling Feng said.

Zuo Fei motioned for his subordinates to talk to the driver, and at the same time drove another car over.

Seeing someone carrying fruit, Ling Feng was also at ease, and got into the car empty-handed.

The car was idle and bored, Ling Feng turned on his phone and played a game for a while. Just now Zuo Fei said, "It's not far", Ling Feng didn't know how to calculate this concept of not far, and it took almost an hour to reach the destination.

The car stopped at the 'gate' of a courtyard house, probably due to age, the courtyard was a little dilapidated and surrounded by lush creepers.

Ling Feng walked into the courtyard under the leadership of Zuo Fei, and saw the long-lost spear at first sight.

This book was first published.

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