"Otherwise, you should go to the White Winged Lady and wait for the master first. Feng Mo Ran thought about it, and said, there are many oddities on this trip to the hunting conference, who can expect that something will happen halfway, although he followed Qing Muli from this road when he went, and he didn't know what would happen when he went back, Feng Mo Dye might be able to go back from the way he came, but even if the hunting conference is over, isn't there still a matter of women to deal with? Dou Xilian's question is just one of them, what is the purpose of those big shots, is the most important thing!

"We listen to the Lord!" the bandits replied in unison, and then Feng Mo Ran didn't speak again, glanced at them meaningfully, turned around, and signaled with his eyes that Qing Muli could go, waving the reins, this time it was really on the way......

In fact, as early as when the gang of bandits appeared, Feng Mo Dye had a plan to accept them, this kind of people who grew up in the mountains, it can't be said that all of them have no heart at all, and there must be a lot of shrewd people, but compared to characters like Qing Muli, it is far worse, the gap between them, more than a star and a half, Feng Mo Dye can deal with Qing Mu Li, these bandits are naturally easy and not a problem, and most of these people, most of them have no bad intentions, they are also more reliable, and trustworthy, the most important thing is to talk about morality, Feng Mo Dye likes to deal with such people, but he often makes stupid mistakes, which makes people cry and laugh……

This kind of thing is not a day, if you want to strengthen yourself, you must start from the grassroots level step by step, the hundred or so bandits you have subdued today are just the beginning, you don't need too many subordinates, what she wants to cultivate is a team of several hundred people, the so-called mountain is not high, there are immortals, and what you want is not a quantitative advantage, it is useless, no matter how many people there are under your hands, it is all waste and a fart. Not to mention anything else, just the first hidden guard under Xi Yanyan, that is, Lechuan, is enough to kill hundreds of people in seconds. What's more, there is not only one Lechuan under Xi Yanyan's hands, and two more, no matter how dominant the number is, it will only be served by someone to take the nest, and what she wants is high quality!

It's been a long time. Entering a valley, the trees are towering, the grass is abundant, and after walking not much distance, the wind and ink dyed vaguely heard the sound of someone talking in the distance, it seems that there is still white smoke, it should be almost there, and at this time, it has been past ten o'clock in the afternoon......

In the middle of this valley, the road was originally quite wide. It became narrow, the horses could pass, and the carriage had to be abandoned, Feng Mo Ran wanted Qing Yuyan to sit on a horse with her, but she didn't have to think about it to know that Qing Muli would definitely not agree, so she didn't ask for anything more, and walked a distance, but it can be regarded as arriving at the destination, and finally seeing the same kind......

Tomorrow is the hunting conference, and this time the people who participated. Some of them arrived a day earlier, that is, today, and some of them chose to arrive tomorrow morning, and these people who arrived at the place today. In this valley, a clearing was found, and many camps were set up, most of which were people who came together, who were more familiar, and lived in the same camp. But to be honest, Feng Mo Ran didn't really want to sleep with Qing Muli......

Turned over and dismounted, Feng Mo Ran swept the empty space, and didn't see any acquaintances, some of them she had seen, attended the sixteen-year-old coming-of-age ceremony of Feng Mo Ran, but everyone she had seen, she had some impressions, so she probably knew it, but, even if she didn't live in the same camp as Qing Muli, she would never live with those ministers, which was a bit troublesome, otherwise, she and Qing Yuyan lived alone, oh my mother, it is estimated that Qing Muli could kill her......

"Eh, isn't this the prince of dyeing?" At this moment, a voice sounded behind Feng Mo Dye, and when she heard the voice, she saw that it was a man she didn't know, looking like he was in his thirties, and the appearance of an ordinary person seemed to have seen it at a coming-of-age ceremony, as for what position it was, Feng Mo Dye had no impression, only knew that he had seen this person.

"What's the matter?" Feng Mo Dye replied in a cold voice with no extra expression on his face, listening to this man's tone, it was not very kind, finding fault? It is not very similar, most of them are ready to mock two sentences, isn't it enough to give them the "meeting gift" at the coming-of-age ceremony?

"It's not a big deal, but I just want to say hello to the prince, what, the prince's body, this time he is not sick, he is very healthy. The man pulled his lips and smiled, but the smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes, and his tone was not lacking in mockery, Feng Mo Ran raised her eyebrows, she thought that she had not provoked the man in front of her, and she came to find fault for no reason?

"Then thank you for your concern, Prince Ben's body has always been very good, so I won't bother you. Feng Mo Ran said in a non-wavering tone, but he was not angry, not everyone can easily provoke her.

"Oh, it's that I'm talking too much, and it's rude. The man smiled, but his tone was faintly contemptuous, and he didn't mean to feel that he was rude.

Feng Mo Ran didn't pay attention to him anymore, glanced at him obliquely, turned around and was about to leave, but the man didn't seem to expect Feng Mo Dye to be so cold to himself, he didn't finish some words, his big hand stretched out and was about to grab Feng Mo Ran's arm, but what he didn't know was that he had to pay the price for such a rash shot at the back of a professional killer, Feng Mo Dye conditionally grabbed the man's arm, the force was so great, if she hadn't reacted in time, it was estimated that the man's arm would have been crushed by her......

"It hurts......!" The man immediately restrained his mocking expression, his face became a little distorted, and he couldn't imagine that a sissy prince would have such great strength, and he didn't make any moves at the coming-of-age ceremony, but he taught some people a lesson with his rights.

"If you don't want to die, don't touch Prince Ben casually. "Who knows if Feng Mo Ran can't resist the urge to crush him next time, if she wants to stop, she can do it at any time, but if she doesn't want to, the person who is caught by her will be in danger......

"I, I know, you sent ......" The man wrinkled his face and spoke, his expression was a little distorted, it hurt him, but as soon as he heard this, Feng Mo Dye was a little unhappy...... (To be continued.) )