I am back. Feng Mu looked at the clear blue sky and muttered.

Soon, Feng Mu returned to his villa.

Outside the door of the villa, a group of men in black were standing.

Feng Mu was directly stopped by these black-clothed people.

"Boy, what are you doing?"

"The Han family is doing something, why don't you get out of here?"

The Han family's errands?

Feng Mu frowned, ignored these people, and walked straight in.

These men in black were immediately furious: "Oh, look for death!"

"If you don't let you in, you still insist on breaking in?"

As he spoke, the group of men in black immediately surrounded him.

"Hmph!" The breath on Feng Mu's body shook, and more than ten black-clothed people were directly shaken away, flying ten meters upside down, and slamming heavily on the ground.

The men in black were clutching their chests and thighs howling.

Feng Mu didn't want to kill, he was already very restrained, otherwise it wouldn't be as simple as a broken bone.

Feng Mu walked to the door of the villa and heard a man's voice coming from inside: "Dead old man, don't you toast and drink the penalty wine! Zhao Zhenren, help me catch him!"

"Okay, Han Shao!"

As he spoke, a ghostly wind suddenly blew in the villa.

"Hehe, I didn't expect to be able to meet three beauties here, you don't have to be afraid, I, Han Shaocong, will definitely spoil the three of you!"

As soon as Feng Mu walked in to take a look, he saw that Zhao Zhenren, who was driving the ghost flute, was driving the ghost wind to besiege Zhou Mulin.

Zhou Mulin stood in front of Zhou Yuqing, Mianmian and Li Ke, his cloak was exuding, urging Changchun Gong, but it was difficult to resist the howling ghost wind.

Zhou Mulin said with anger on his face: "Zhao Ji, Han Shaocong, aren't you afraid that the owner will come back?"

"Hmph, the owner, you mean that guy, right, it's good that guy isn't here, otherwise, our Han family will never let him go easily!"

"Really?"

When Zhao Ji heard this familiar voice, he was shocked!

The ghost flute in his hand fell to the ground with a clatter.

He turned back in horror and was even more terrified!

"Mr. Wind, Mr. Wind. ”

Feng Mu also saw this person clearly, his eyes flickering.

Isn't it Zhao Mingge's descendant?

I let him go before, but I didn't expect him to turn around and provoke himself again.

When Zhao Mingge saw Feng Mu appear, his legs trembled with fright.

After Feng Mu let him go, he also deliberately went back to his house and read all the letters and books left by his ancestor Zhao Mingge, and he was so frightened that he was in a cold sweat.

In the letters of the ancestor Zhao Mingge, there is also occasional contact with a Feng Dao friend, from Zhao Mingge's words, Zhao Ji found that the ancestor is very respectful to this Feng Dao friend, not like a peer, but like the tone and title of the junior to the senior.

It seems that his ancestor Zhao Mingge has also helped this Feng Dao friend do a lot of things.

What made Zhao Ji feel most terrifying was that Zhao Mingge left a dilapidated picture scroll at the end.

The person on the picture scroll is eight or nine points similar to Feng Mu!

At that time, Zhao Ji panicked, the ancestor Zhao Mingge was a person 300 years ago, this Feng Mu is that Feng Dao friend?

After that, Zhao Ji panicked for a long time, but slowly found that Feng Mu was gone.

Later, when the Wu family fell, he didn't see Feng Mu appear again, and Zhao Ji breathed a sigh of relief.

Unexpectedly, when he came out of the mountain again and worked for the Han family again, he encountered this evil star again.

Zhao Ji was shocked, his legs were weak, and he knelt down directly in front of Feng Mu: "Mr. Feng, spare your life!"

Han Shaocong, the son of the Han family next to him, was stunned for a moment, and looked at Zhao Ji who was kneeling on the ground in surprise.

"Zhao Zhenren, ...... are you?"

Feng Mu frowned, remembered Zhao Mingge at the beginning, waved his hand and said, "This is the last time, you get out." ”

"Thank you, Mr. Feng, for sparing your life, thank you!"

Zhao Ji was overjoyed, and hurriedly kowtowed to Feng Mu, completely ignoring Han Shaocong, and ran out directly.

After going out, Zhao Ji saw the black-clothed people wailing on the ground, and ran away without looking back.

And Zhou Mulin's body shook suddenly, and the old tears were rampant: "Boss, you're back!"

Zhou Yuqing, Li Ke and Mianmian behind him all showed happy looks.

"Mr. Wind!"

"Uncle Wind!"

Han Shaocong looked at Feng Mu and showed a shocked look: "Mr. Feng, you are that person!"

Feng Mu looked at Zhou Mulin and nodded slightly.

"Well, I'm back!"

"Owner, I ......"

Feng Mu waved his hand and said, "I'll talk about it later." ”

At this time, Han Shaocong also trembled slightly, looked at Feng Mu and said, "You are Feng Mu, right?" ”

"Someone, stop him for me!"

Han Shaocong gave an order, and immediately there were five strong men, each of whom was at the peak of the congenital stage, surrounding Feng Mu and Zhou Mulin, pressing forward step by step.

Feng Mu looked at these five strong men, he was slightly stunned, he felt that the breath of these five strong men was not like ordinary martial arts cultivation, the flesh was reflective like brass, this was a physical cultivation that specialized in cultivating the flesh!

These five martial cultivators at the peak of the innate stage, whose physical bodies were comparable to Jin Dan, suddenly jumped out, and they were all within ten steps of Feng Mu.

The sturdy man who took the lead, he was wearing a black vest, his whole body was covered with muscles bulging like a dragon, and there were more or less scars on his body, which was daunting.

And what's even more terrifying is that on his fist, a raging flame began to emerge.

Feng Mu was slightly stunned, this fire fist, it seems that he has seen it somewhere?

"Be careful!" Zhou Mulin said with a solemn face: "These people don't know where they came from, although they are in the congenital stage, they are much stronger than the ordinary innate stage. ”

The strong man at the head suddenly sneered and said, "Of course, our sect disciples, how can you be compared to you foolish people in the lower realm?"

The other grinned and said, "Boy, I advise you to tie up your hands and arrest it, if we make a move, I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it." ”

"But Han Shao, there are so many beauties, can you afford it alone?"

Han Shaocong laughed and said, "Haha, all the senior brothers are laughing, I was joking just now, these three beauties are all from the five Fire Fist Sect senior brothers!"

Although Han Shaocong was a young man, he also knew that these disciples of the Xuanzhou Sect did not dare to provoke lightly.

Feng Mu was stunned for a moment and said, "Are you from Xuanzhou?"

The strong man at the head suddenly sneered and said, "Since you know that we are Xuanzhou's envoys, don't kneel down and beg for mercy!"

Feng Mu shook his head, he didn't expect that during the time he was sleeping at the bottom of the sea, Xuanzhou came again, and he also infiltrated the Han family.

The Han family has people from Xuanzhou here, so I'm afraid the other families are about the same.

Han Shaocong sneered and said, "Feng Mu, you are going to die today......

"Noise!"

Syllable!

Before Han Shaocong's words fell, Feng Mu's figure suddenly appeared in front of Han Shaocong, and raising his hand was a slap!

"Ahh

Under the surprised gaze of the five Fire Fist Sect disciples, Han Shaocong rotated 360 degrees in the air, his front teeth flew away, blood splashed in the air, and then slammed heavily on the ground.

"Oops!" Han Shaocong screamed on the ground, completely stunned, he didn't even react, how Feng Mu passed through the five Fire Fist Sect disciples and came to him!

Dead silence!

Everyone looked at Feng Mu in amazement.

Zhou Mulin's originally cloudy eyes bloomed with a bright look, and at the same time, his heart sank to the bottom.

Wouldn't the proprietor make things bigger?

This is not only the Han family, but also the mysterious sect that has appeared recently!

Han Shaocong covered his swollen and deformed face, pointed at Feng Mu and roared angrily: "You dare to hit me!"

Leng Hu, the senior brother of the Fire Fist Sect, shook his head and said, "What a waste!"

Before the words fell, he had already made a move, like a tiger descending from the mountain, flames came out of his fist, and a punch slammed into Feng Mu.

This punch smashed down, Zhou Mulin had seen it before, and it was no longer something that mortals could imagine if one punch could penetrate the steel plate.

And this fist is thicker than Feng Mu's thighs, and he can also hear the howling wind, rushing towards his face.

If the owner is hit, the consequences are unimaginable.

When Zhou Mulin saw Leng Hu make a move, his face suddenly changed greatly, and he shouted with all his might: "The owner is running away!"

Leng Hu said in a deep voice: "It's late." ”

Even if it is a Jindan real person, within ten steps, if you don't die, you will be seriously injured!

Feng Mu smiled casually at this time and said, "It's okay, it's all a piece of cake." ”

As soon as the words fell, Feng Mu's hand was raised slightly, but the last hair came first, just like a child playing rock-paper-scissors, his palm opened, enveloping Leng Hu's flaming fist!