got on the boat, drove across the river, chained the chain that locked the boat, and twisted it anew, Tang Feng and Qida returned to Jinbi Community, said good night, and went back to No. 9 Courtyard and No. 8 Courtyard to rest.

Not long after they returned to the No. 8 Courtyard, a pretty figure floated down from the hill that Tang Feng had been paying attention to.

She has a slender figure, a waist-like waist, and wears a long white dress, like a nine-day fairy.

Luo Shen Fuli describes Luo Shen, 'its shape is also, fluttering like a frightening Hong, graceful like a swimming dragon, Rong Yao Qiu Ju, Huamao Spring Pine. It seems to be like a light cloud covering the moon, fluttering like the snow of the wind. It is not too much to use on this woman.

From a close distance, this woman's eyebrows are very thin, her skin is fair, and her appearance is elegant and lovely, which is not inferior to Tian Xiaoyu, Su Wan and others.

Looking at her figure, she is also a master.

She came to the place where the three of them had fought, examined it carefully, and finally, she focused her gaze on a piece of green grass.

This green meadow seems to be no different from the surrounding grass, but if you look closely, there is still a difference. This oval-shaped meadow, the grass on it is slightly lush and greener, as if it has been fertilized.

The woman thought for a moment, took her sword from her back, and slashed at the grass.

With a snort, the grass was like two pieces of felt, rolled to both sides, revealing the dirt under the grass. Then the woman took a small bottle from her treasure bag, opened it and poured a drop of liquid on the soil.

The liquid corroded the dirt and made a crackling sound. The woman's expression became serious. She looked through it and found a tiny nail cover, like a baby's fingernail, but thicker.

She used a tissue that had been folded three times to pinch the tiny nail.

After doing all this, the woman's right foot hit the ground slightly, and the two pieces of grass that had been lifted up rolled back again, and the ground returned to its original state.

She put away her sword, took out her phone, and dialed a number.

The phone was connected, and the voice of Feng Wantao came from the other end of the phone.

"Qianqian, what's the matter?" Feng Wantao's side, there was a woman's coquettish voice, and it was not one. Obviously, this Feng Wantao is spending all day drinking.

The woman, who was called Qianqian, frowned and said, "Uncle Wan Tao, I should have found Uncle Wan Song." "Uncle Wan Song in this woman's mouth, needless to say, is Feng Wansong, a six-fingered Taoist.

Feng Wantao didn't care and said, "Oh, where is he?"

Qianqian said: "He should be dead." I found his characteristic corpse powder, as well as the nails on his sixth finger. The nail seemed to be very hard, and the corpse powder failed to melt it. ”

There was a commotion from Feng Wantao's side, and it seemed that the wine glass fell to the ground.

"Wait for me to pass. Feng Wantao said.

Qianqian didn't say anything and hung up the phone, walked two steps, and sat on the stone where Tang Fengshi was sitting.

"This kid, what is the origin of Hong Jiatian, he can make Hong Jiatian helpless, even I can't see through his fighting style. Qianqian looked at the oblique moon in the sky and said lightly.

After a while, Feng Wantao arrived.

He looked at the nail cover on the tissue, and said for a long time: "It's indeed Wan Song." ”

Qianqian pointed to the grass again, Feng Wantao walked over, stomped his foot, and a large piece of turf was lifted again, he did not use the potion like Qianqian, but pinched a piece of soil and sniffed it on his nose.

"Yes, it's the smell of corpse powder, it seems to be right, Wan Song is dead, and he was melted by his own commonly used corpse powder. Feng Wantao said.

Qianqian said: "This matter must be related to Tang Feng, maybe he killed Uncle Wan Song, maybe it's not true." ”

Feng Wantao said: "It can't be him, this kid's medical skills are amazing, but his cultivation level is limited, and he is too far from you." ”

Qianqian said: "I saw his fighting style just now, it is very sharp, even ......"

Feng Wantao interrupted: "It's absolutely impossible, that kid's medical skills can't be achieved without ten years of careful study, but if you study medical skills intensively, where will you have the time to cultivate the Dao? What's more, Tang Feng is only eighteen or nineteen years old, even if he starts in his mother's womb, the level cannot surpass you." ”

Qianqian said: "I can't kill Uncle Wan Song." ”

Feng Wantao said: "Yes, you are definitely not Wan Song's opponent, how can that kid be Wan Song's opponent." Therefore, even if Wan Song's death is related to that kid, it is definitely not that kid who made it. ”

Qianqian nodded: "Uncle Wan Tao, how to report this matter." ”

Feng Wantao said: "You go back first, I'll check." He glanced at Qianqian, and there was a flash of desire in his eyes, compared with Qianqian in front of him, the women he played with were all ugly to extremely vulgar fans.

Qianqian didn't notice that Feng Wantao's gaze was different, said goodbye, saluted, and turned to leave.

But at the moment when she just turned around and her body was not completely stable, Feng Wantao suddenly made a move and slapped her on the back with a palm. Qianqian snorted and flew out, but before she landed, Qianqian had already vomited blood.

When she was about to land, she put her hands on the ground a little, and the whole person bounced up, standing upright, and there were blood stains on the corners of her mouth.

"Uncle Wan Tao, why?" Qianqian still did not wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth, but with a bang, she pulled out her long sword, looking for traces before, when she opened the lawn, she did not draw her sword, at this moment, she pulled out her sword without hesitation.

"No, why, just for your young and beautiful body, I want to sleep, are you willing?" Feng Wantao finally showed his fangs, this kind of opportunity is not easy to find, when Feng Wantao came here, he made up his mind, restrained Qianqian, played a few times, and then destroyed the corpse.

As for the future of Duyun Mountain, there is no shortage of Duyun Mountain, even if there is no peerless genius like Qianqian, it will not make Duyun Mountain regress, after all, a mountain gate is supported by many disciples, not one person.

Moreover, Feng Wantao felt that it was naturally more important for him to be happy than to let Duyun Mountain go further.

He coveted Qianqian for a long time, and this time he finally found an opportunity, which is why Qianqian called him and he arrived immediately. If Qianqian had made an appointment with the city, Feng Wantao would not have come so quickly, but would not have arrived until he had finished his work with those women.

"My master knows that you will die a terrible death. Qianqian's body trembled slightly, she knew that even if she killed herself now, it would be too late, because even if she died, her Uncle Wan Tao would still take advantage of the temperature of the corpse to do that kind of thing, no matter what, her innocence seems to be unable to be preserved.

Although she is in absolute weakness, Qianqian has not thought about suicide, but is thinking about all possibilities. The reason why she was able to become a peerless genius was not only because of her talent, but also because of her spotless and unwavering Dao heart.

When she encounters something, she first deals with it, and never thinks about what to do if she fails.

But this time, she really couldn't think about it.

Although she is a genius, she is young after all, and she is not Feng Wantao's opponent, and the cautious Feng Wantao also seriously injured her in advance, which widened the gap between the two.

No matter what she thinks, it's a dead end, and she can only move the master's name out. She is the first day genius of Duyun Mountain, and her master is the current mountain master of Dusk Cloud Mountain, Mu Xiaoyun.

Mu Xiaoyun is not very old, a few years younger than Feng Wansong and Feng Wantao, but he started earlier, so he is Feng Wansong and Feng Wantao's senior sister.

"Hehe, your master, this little slut, has been extremely arrogant since he was a child, his eyes are above the top, and he never looks at me squarely, and now that I sleep with you, see what she can do?" Feng Wantao stepped forward, step by step towards Qianqian.

Feng Wantao has had ambitions for Mu Xiaoyun since he was a child, but Mu Xiaoyun is dedicated to cultivation and is still single, which makes Feng Wantao very hurt.

Now Feng Wantao has found an opportunity to deal with Qianqian, and he didn't spare the slightest hand, and there are also reasons for this.

"Uncle Shi, please advise. Qianqian made a sword salute, and then suddenly struck. At this time, Qianqian's thought was not to escape, but to attack, because you can't run away, and there may be a glimmer of life in attacking.

"Hehe, this level is too far behind. Feng Wantao took the call, and between the clanging moments, Feng Wantao took it very easily.