As soon as he walked out of the back door of the Donglai Sect, Feng Yin saw the cavalry shuttling through the streets, one stubble after another, interrogating all passers-by.

"After only walking three streets, I encountered six or seven waves of their people, which was really an eyesore. Fengzi whispered, very impatient.

"Be quiet and don't get the attention of this group. Feng Yin whispered.

At this time, they turned into two young men in sackcloth, wearing straw shoes and sackcloth coats, and they looked like young men, which was not eye-catching.

But even so, they were stopped several times along the way, but fortunately, the two of them thought of countermeasures in advance, and they arrived at a small shop on the corner of the street without danger.

"You are ......"

The old man of the shopkeeper is still the same as before, and the blockade of Winterfell by several major forces has no effect on him.

"The old man is us. Feng Yin replied in his original voice.

"Come in, come in!" the old man hurriedly pulled the curtain behind him and let Feng Yin walk in.

There is a hole in the depths of the shop, which is actually a space that has been carved out, but it is the size of a box, and there are three spacious rooms inside.

"There is no danger. After a while, the sound of the seal came from inside.

Feng Yin also followed in, the space trembled, and he was already in another big house, with all the tables and chairs.

"The space that can hold life, if it can be moved, it is precious. Fengzi exclaimed.

There is a magic weapon that is different from ordinary space magic weapons, which can contain the existence of life, but it is very precious, and the major sect masters may not have it.

Looking at the beautiful woman sitting in the void three feet above the ground, Fengzi's eyes lit up.

This woman is still dressed in plain gray clothes for the most part, but she can't cover her natural beauty, like a fairy Turui, as elegant and gorgeous as a hibiscus out of the water, and rarely without a long sword.

The woman didn't speak, she waved directly at Feng Yin, looking at the scabbard in his hand.

"Poof!"

After taking the scabbard, the woman lightly opened her lips and spat out a ray of light towards the mouth of the scabbard, and a sword in the scabbard gradually solidified from nothingness, and finally looked exactly like the original.

"What kind of treasure is this? Can you hide it in your mouth......"

Feng Zi was surprised, and he stepped forward to watch, but the woman's willow eyebrows were raised, and she stepped down, and directly kicked Feng Zi out sideways, the force was so great, and the painful Feng Zi grinned.

"Don't you just want to take a look, and don't you take advantage of you, is it necessary to react so violently?" Feng Zi hummed and complained, lifted his clothes and looked at it, a delicate footprint appeared on his stomach, and there was already bruising.

He had a strong physique, and as soon as he used his magic skills, the bruises disappeared immediately, but he still hummed and chirped in pain.

"Don't touch my ownerless ......," the woman whispered, knowing that she was out of shape, and lowered her head.

"The name of that sword, who took this bullshit ......" Feng Zi muttered, and the next moment he felt the woman's cold gaze, and immediately shut up and stopped talking.

Feng Yin looked at the sword, except for the strange scabbard, there was nothing to be desired, looking at her reaction, I think it should be the spiritual sustenance of the sect to which she belongs, otherwise she would not have carried it on her back all the time and did not use it.

"We came here with such great effort, I don't know what help you can provide, and what price do you want us to pay?" Feng Yin got straight to the point.

While they were talking, the old man came here with a plate of steaming food.

"I didn't see you last time I left, just come and eat something with us, it's all coarse tea and light rice, don't take care of it......"

The old man had a rag on his shoulder, carefully brought a few dishes, and was busy with a smile.

Feng Yin saw that the food had already been served, and it was difficult to say no, so the two found a stool and ate it together.

The rice is not a delicacy, not even much oil and water, but under the traction of the old man, the atmosphere gradually becomes lively, and there is a warm taste of home.

The old man was very happy, and successively served vegetables for the two Feng Yin brothers and the woman, and the former also learned from the conversation that the woman's name was Mu Zi.

It seems that in order to satisfy the old man's wishes, Feng Yin and Mu Zi didn't say anything serious, just said some neighborhood routines, less iron and blood, and more warmth.

Fengzi saw Mu Zi's steamed buns with hot pickles and a look of relish, and couldn't help but say, "Are you very hungry?"

Mu Zi gave him a big roll of his eyes: "I want you to take care of it, Miss, if I were rich, I would have eaten well a long time ago." ”

Feng Yin and the others learned from their previous conversations that there are still times in Mu Zi's sect, the descendants of a big man, who never worry about snacks and drinks, but wandering around because of the collapse of the sect, having a lonely and gloomy childhood, and now he has long adapted to the life of a poor family, without the squeamishness that the eldest lady is used to.

Feng Zi said: "I don't understand, with your cultivation at the peak of the Dao, you are being co-opted by the world wherever you go, how can you be so poor?"

Mu Zi glared at Fengzi with beautiful eyes, and said crisply: "Miss Ben has her own reasons, but she doesn't want to tell you, eat her own food." ”

The seal was choked and stopped talking.

The meal was very comfortable, bringing the two strangers closer a lot, until the old man got up to clean up the dishes and chopsticks, and the three began to discuss business.

"I'm the only one in the whole city who can help you now. Mu Zi shook the scabbard in his hand and said with a smile.

"What do you want?" Feng Yin said very directly, he didn't believe that the woman in front of him would help him unconditionally.

"It's very simple, help me get rid of the heirs of the Venerable Dragon Palace. The woman said casually, but it made Feng Yin's hearts skip a beat.

"Long Yazi has countless elders around him to protect him, and we can't do it. Feng Zi shook his head helplessly, and asked Mu Zi to change his request.

"I know the secret of the fall of the East China Sea best, there will be an amazing opportunity when the time comes, and the elders will fight for it, and they can't take care of the dragon cliffs on the periphery, the best opportunity at that time. ”

Feng Yin frowned and fell silent, he was seriously considering.

"You are already condemned by the whole world, are you still afraid of offending one or two enemies that cannot be dissolved? Speaking of which, they are your enemies in the first place. Mu Zi persuaded, her beautiful eyes blinking again and again, and her expression was sincere.

"This ......" Fengzi was also a little hesitant, after all, getting rid of Long Yazi is not a trivial matter, if it can't be successful, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Seeing that the two of them were slow to make a decision, Mu Zidai frowned slightly, took a deep breath and said, "If you help me, I will help you capture the biggest treasure when the East China Sea fell." ”

She said that this kind of opportunity is very precious, but it is difficult for ordinary people to obtain, and she has enough channels and is willing to share the income equally with Feng Yin.

Feng Yin's eyes lit up, if this was the case, it was worth taking a risk.

The East China Sea Realm has not fallen for many thousands of years, and now it has fallen, and the benefits are absolutely unimaginable.

"Okay! We agreed. Feng Yin nodded.

"Lao Tzu also has to sacrifice his life to accompany the gentleman!" Feng Zi shouted.

Mu Zi pouted, and said dissatisfiedly: "You are a gentleman, phew! You are not a gentleman." ”

(End of chapter)