The number one killer is well deserved. [Ran^Text^Library] Hua Yingxue also seems to know the existence of Lei Tingwei, "These two people should be the first time that Lei Tingwei has missed since his debut!" ”

"You're proud enough"

Mu Feng was not angry and said, "People hit it casually, and I lost half my life to block it"

"If it weren't for people's own identity, I'm afraid I would have been filmed to death"

"I'm still proud that I didn't jump out of the window, I'm already thick-skinned"

Hua Yingxue's eyes couldn't see the depth, "Although Lei Tingwei is a leader among the killers, it is not without opponents"

"Moreover, it can be seen that he is a rather intelligent man"

Mu Feng saw that most of the reason why Lei Tingwei stopped this time was because of Hua Yingxue's existence, and obviously this girl also had her own energy.

"If you can survive and sit on the throne of the king of killers, no one will believe if you are not smart and say it"

The energy in Mu Feng's body flowed, and the injuries on his body were also healed in the slow washing, "Mu Feng, go back to the provincial capital this time, and think of a way for you to dig out the members of the criminal war organization in the potential provincial capital."

Mu Feng didn't want to be "good"

After Mu Feng appeared in the provincial train, he had changed into another face, and the mortal world was not a person who couldn't hide his words, but he still said, "I've always been by your side, when did you change your face?"

Mu Feng spit out two words "secret"

provoked a burst of itchy teeth in the mortal world, and Mu Feng ignored the performance of the mortal world.

After getting into the taxi, he said, "Master, it's the first time I've come to the provincial capital, and you take me around."

Before the taxi driver could speak, Mu Feng threw out five ancestral heads, "Remember, be slow, you can make up for it if you don't have enough money, we are here for sightseeing, not for sightseeing"

The driver was stylish and made an OK gesture.

Mu Feng did it in the back seat, his eyes and ears were spread, and he scanned the area within his reach, which was a test of spiritual power, Mu Feng had never squandered it like this, but the last time the scholar pointed out that the road to the great sect level was the tempering of spiritual power, Mu Feng in the role of mysterious existence, the full opening of the six senses accompanied by the use of Mu Feng, it was indeed a great help to Mu Feng's spiritual power, but it could not be used in the confrontation.

Just like the remnant knife or Ling Duyue Pojun, they may not understand what spiritual power is, but the life is in hand, and the cruising between life and death allows them to grasp their murderous aura, which is also a manifestation of spiritual power.

Mu Feng's brain is like a battery, releasing electricity.

After about forty minutes, Mu Feng's left brain beat slightly, and a headache came from the center of his eyebrows.

With Mu Feng's concentration, he almost didn't scream, and his back was directly soaked in cold sweat, "Master, go to the front Starbucks and stop, let's go down and rest"

"I'm a little sick when I keep staring outside like this."

For the sake of money, taxi drivers respect Mufeng as if he were a god.

Mu Feng found a slightly more off-the-shelf position to do it, and closed his eyes to recuperate.

In this huge city, just now, Mu Feng turned his spiritual power into several small parts to feel the changes in everyone's dialogue, so that his spiritual power was not drained, which was already very face-saving for Mu Feng.

Mu Feng doesn't have a way to recover his spiritual power, so he simply calms himself down according to the old way of spitting out, and in a quiet and far-reaching artistic conception, he can be independent of another space.

Almost half an hour later, Mu Feng opened his eyes, the obscure fluctuations revealed surprise, Mu Feng could feel his spiritual power, and he was actually slowly improving.

For others, there is almost one way to improve mental power, that is, a breakthrough between life and death, if you are like Mu Feng, you can make progress, it's too cheap!

Mu Feng was about to get up, but found a familiar figure, but there was a hint of reserved tranquility in the radiant complexion, the kind of beautiful temperament of everyone, so that the whole person had a simple beauty, if Mu Feng didn't hear the familiar heartbeat, and there was a faint smell, he would definitely suspect that it was another person.

"Hong Fei, the environment here is okay"

Only then did Mu Feng notice a man beside him, one meter eight tall, with a faint smile on his face, hiding his confidence.

But there is still a trace of melancholy in the corners of his eyes, as if telling the world that he has an unforgettable story.

And the face that makes idol stars jealous, but it will always inadvertently dominate the aura.

No wonder this chick has changed her personality, it turns out to be Huaichun.

"It's fine"

"I am not averse to beautiful things"

Ma Shuiling breathed a sigh of relief, "I remember you, you seem to have a deep affection for Chinese culture, and I thought you wouldn't be able to adapt to this Western cultural atmosphere!" ”

asked Hong Fei to smile lightly, "Some things know no borders, let alone regions"

At this time, a sentence from the mortal world was thrown out: "That person should be a member of the gravedigger organization"

Mu Feng was stunned: "Gravedigger? ”

The mortal world nodded, "This is a relatively mysterious organization in the Celestial Empire, and their work is mainly tomb robbers and collecting antiquities"

Mu Feng said puzzled, "How do you see it?"

The mortal world lowered his voice, "They have a tattoo of an iron chisel on their left arm"

Mu Feng's eyes were sharp, and he couldn't help but nodded, "Although the ancient mechanical watch in his left hand blocks part of it, it still can't escape the glasses of someone with a heart."

The mortal world judged by other things, "and the material of their tattoo is extremely peculiar, and few people can forge it"

Mu Feng thought that this old man of Ma Shui Ling was the horse capital of the capital, and he couldn't help but somewhat approve of the judgment of the mortal world.

"The gravediggers are very secretive, I advise you not to worry too much"

Mu Feng suddenly retracted his gaze and stared back at the mortal world, "Do you know that what you just said is not only not in line with your character, but also more than you said in three days"

The mortal world nodded in agreement, "I fought with one of the members of their organization"

"Good hands like clouds"

"And they bite it, like a ghost possessing it"

"Never Die"

Mu Feng nodded, "Don't worry, I'm most afraid of trouble."

"Besides, it seems to me that this person's purpose is the person behind this horse and water spirit."

It's just that when he raised his eyes again, he found that the one named Hong Fei flicked a pill into the coffee, and Mu Feng's invisibility dissipated, after all, Ma Shuiling had a piece of incense with him, Mu Feng rubbed his face slightly, and under the gaze of the mortal world, he put on another face and stood up.

Mu Feng had learned the transformation technique in the evil book of the nine-headed insect, and the energy could easily change the local muscles, so this disguise technique could be regarded as the ultimate for him.

Ignore the stunned mortal world "Hello, Miss Ma"

Mu Feng's voice came out, interrupting Ma Shuiling's action of preparing to drink coffee.

Ma Shuiling was stunned and found Mu Feng, and the surprise on his face flashed, "Feng Tian, you're back"