Mu Feng didn't expect that his old bottom had been dug out, and it was useless to be stubborn, with an ambiguous smile on his face, and touched his nose, "I knew that I couldn't hide the wise Miss Zhao"

"How about it, how is it about marrying my Tianfeng?"

"Look at it, my character and appearance are much better than Shi Zhongjian's calf, right?"

The expression on Zhao Feixue's face changed suddenly, there was a trace of far-reaching and profound on his body, and even more so the smile, Mu Feng didn't see the Bodhisattva, but Mu Feng was sure that the smile must be very similar to the one on Zhao Feixue's face, compassionate and close, but it was very distant, but there was a trace of piety in his eyes.

The faint danger made Mu Feng's brows furrow, "Mu Shao, if you take a knife from me, maybe it is possible, if you can't take this knife, I am afraid that this Zhao Cemetery will become a place for Mu Shao's soul to return."

"Hey, you provoked Shimen, don't you want to provoke Tianfeng, right?"

"Do you really want to pull the Zhao clan into the catastrophe?"

The spirit on Mu Feng's body gathered, and the unique breath pulled people into that mysterious artistic conception, "Hey, if you get married, you have to go through this test"

"I still don't want it, there is no shortage of beautiful women around me"

"It's no worse than you to pull any one out"

Mu Feng felt that at this time, Zhao Feixue had entered a perfect ruthless way, and the whole person, like a fairy who regarded everything as a dog, could not shake her state of mind, and Mu Feng actually didn't feel a trace of confidence.

"Huh" Zhao Feixue made a move, like a round of crescent moon disk coming out of the air. Mu Feng's ear force eyes were at the limit, and the curved crescent moon seemed to be covered with clouds and mist, making it difficult to see the trajectory of the crescent moon. After Mu Feng deduced the game trick to the extreme, a big hand opened, like a tengu swallowing the moon, and the crescent moon was directly held in his hand, although it was drenched in blood, but it made Mu Feng grin wide, this small knife was completely customized for him. "I will accept this token of engagement" Mu Feng directly put it away, and had no intention of returning it to Zhao Feixue at all. Just kidding, if you take this blow, the weapon can't be his trophy. If he hadn't figured out Zhao Feixue's method of launching just now, Mu Feng wouldn't have dared to take this blow hard. The technique of firing this knife is very exquisite, but, as mentioned by the old poison, the bullet of fate, the technique of the secret weapon of fate, there are some similarities, Mu Feng never thought that those techniques could be used in the flying knife, so this blow made him feel like he could see the sun, so he carried a knife. Mu Feng's helpless appearance made Zhao Feixue feel coquettish for a while, and this knife had cost her a lot of energy, "You scoundrel" "Hey, how do you know, my other women call me that" "It seems that you are getting more and more of my woman" Zhao Feixue ignored Mu Feng's disturbance, and said solemnly, "Cold Moon Feixue ordered the lord to be here, please make a move" At this time, an old voice spoke, "Child, the master of Cold Moon, it seems that he is not from the Zhao clan, aren't you afraid that the Zhao family will disappear into Hancheng?" Zhao Feixue gritted her teeth, "Zhao's roots are in Handcheng, and his glory is destined to be only a corner of Handcheng" "If you are the master of Feixue Order, Zhao Qiankun of the Zhao family will be transferred" Mu Feng approached Zhao Feixue and looked at the appearance of a goddess, there was a taste of pulling him down to the mortal dust, "Fourth lady, are these your Zhao's super thugs?" Zhao Feixue almost fell to the ground, the strongest existence of the Zhao clan actually became a super thug in his eyes, "That person just now is my own grandfather, any one here is from the grandfather's generation, they are the last patron saint of the Zhao family" Mu Feng touched his nose embarrassedly, "It's grandpa, why didn't you say it earlier, I didn't bring a gift for the first time" "Also, you suddenly even let me see my parents, this, this... You should also know, ask for my own opinion! Zhao Feixue ignored it, Mu Feng's mindless words, and said unceremoniously directly, "I heard that you Tianfeng has a medicine master" "After rescuing my brother, let him come to Handcheng for a trip to detoxify my brother" Mu Feng is a little bit of a second monk "Fourth lady, you are really welcome, I will serve that great god in Tianfeng" "If you want to detoxify, I think it is most reliable to send it back to Niucheng, that old guy has recently menopause, what I said has no effect" Zhao Feixue was not angry and glanced at Mu Feng, "You call me the fourth lady, What am I polite to you?" Mu Feng instantly became energetic, "When will we roll the sheets together" "I have been using the fifth lady now" Zhao Feixue raised her eyebrows slightly, "Who wants to roll the sheets with you, you use your fifth lady to go!" Mu Feng stretched out his right hand pitifully, "My fifth lady was injured by you" Zhao Feixue's face turned crimson directly, "You rascal" Mu Feng spit out again, making Zhao Feixue helpless, "When I roll the sheets, my women call me that" Zhao Feixue's face turned cold, "Then you go to find your other women, and walked straight to an old house." Mu Feng chased two steps, "Hey, angry is angry, my hand, you should always find a way to apply some medicine to me!" But Zhao Feixue's voice came from the room, "Get out!" Mu Feng touched his nose embarrassedly, "What are you angry about?" "I'm a wounded, okay" Mu Feng then walked towards the cemetery stupidly, unexpectedly without any obstruction. When Zhao Feixue felt that there was no sound of Mu Feng, she opened the door and found that there was no Mu Feng in the courtyard. At this time, the old man's voice appeared, "He has already left", Zhao Feixue sighed and spoke: "Grandpa, is he really destined?" The old voice didn't know how to answer, but said lightly, "Cold Moon Feixue has been with you for twenty years, do you believe them?" Zhao Feixue nodded: "Believe!" "But there are too many people who can't be hurt by the cold moon?" The old voice laughed, "But which ones are you willing to come out of the cold moon?" "Zhao Feixue was directly embarrassed" But I've only known him for a day" After Mu Feng fled from the cemetery, his face was relieved, he had just been joking, he wanted Zhao Feixue to drive him away, just kidding, pick out two guys at random, you can pinch him to death. Those who don't run away are fools. Mu Feng returned to the red-sleeved courtyard, and Jin Yinshuang'er greeted him, "Mu Shao, is you the person who was the one who was besieged just now" Mu Feng nodded, "It's me who points back, go shopping at will, and you can also get involved in a right and wrong" "By the way, Yinshuang'er, have you ever locked Zhao Qi's whereabouts" Yinshuang'er nodded, "Zhao Qi is really an old fox, after sparing a circle, he actually hid Zhao Ziyu in the freezer in the hospital morgue" Mu Feng nodded, "I will find a way to rescue Zhao Ziyu and transport him back to Niucheng" "Let the people from Shimen fish him out by the way" "The trip to Handcheng must end as soon as possible, otherwise a large number of masters will come over from Shimen, and when the time comes, we will not be able to take care of ourselves in Niucheng."