Wan Feng's voice was very soft, but it made the wooden eyebrows on the side of her head and her graceful delicate body wearing tulle tremble, and cold sweat trickled.

She knows very well that Gongzi has always been extremely conceited, surnamed Wan, very taboo, and demanding perfection in everything. There are only two kinds of his subordinates: the useful and obedient and the useless and disobedient, the former living and the latter dying.

She tried to keep her composure, took half a step forward and bowed slightly, and saluted Wan Feng and his party:

"The slave and maid are not doing well this time, please punish the son!"

"Mu Mei, what kind of confession attitude do you have? Answer is not what you asked, why did the son ask you why you delayed for one more day?"

The answer was a weasel who suddenly jumped on the long row of tables, dressed in fluffy yellow and brown hair, bright color can also shine flowers, good at guessing the master's mind, very much loved by the son.

Mu Mei's eyes only shrank slightly, and he continued to bow his head and said cautiously to Childe:

"Returning to Gongzi, the Li Mansion in Yaoxian Town, which has been silent for many years, finally has two amazing characters, two sisters, Xiyu and Xiyan. I heard that Li Xiyu had already been appointed as a wife and concubine by the head of the Seven Absolute Great Liang Prince Hanbo, and Li Xiyan's talent and appearance were even better than that of his sister, a rare spirit, and she had just awakened the atavistic bloodline, so the slave maid specially captured the ...... for the son."

"Stop, stop! Mu Mei, do you think our son is as humble as Su Hanbo? A little white face, relying on women to eat soft rice every day, don't look at it......

Well, what I'm saying is, do you think our son-in-law looks like a person who lacks women? I heard that the little girl of the Li family is not yet ten years old, does our son-in-law seem to be a girlfriend? Mu Mei, this is clearly your selfishness, yes, yes, it is your selfishness......

In the last Five Nations Competition, Wan Feng was forced by Su Hanbo to be overwhelmed and ranked second, and he has always been very unhappy.

As soon as the weasel said the wrong pot, its black eyes rolled around, and quickly changed its words, fortunately, it immediately returned to the point, and lo and behold, Childe's fingers are no longer playing.

It's hard to guess the master's intentions, and if he flicked his fingers three times, does it mean that he has said the wrong three points?

"Selfish? Isn't it impossible, Mu Mei, have you forgotten that Childe said that we are temporarily living here, and the maximum safety period is only one day, do you know what serious consequences will be if you delay for one more day?"

"The slave is wrong, and the sin deserves death, but please forgive the son and give the slave another chance!"

"The attitude of admitting guilt is very good! Childe, there have always been rewards and punishments. That little girl is a wood-based martial spirit, it's not a pity to be devoured by your wood, your quality and cultivation will be promoted, it's just that Childe is very embarrassed!

You know. Childe went out this time to visit Li Xiyu, you caught someone's sister, and you want to eat, how can you let Childe be embarrassed to meet the beauty?

This is against Old Man Wan, and it is even more a slap in the face!

It's really hard to do......"

"The slave and maid thank Gongzi for his gift, go back and form the Mu Xiao Army as soon as possible, and help Gongzi sweep the world!"

"Okay, I've been talking for a long time, I'm so thirsty, let that little girl out quickly, let everyone see and understand. It's been a long time since I've smelled the blood of a peerless genius, so I'm looking forward to it......"

After the weasel finished speaking, he clawed a large wine glass, sucking the wine slowly, gentle, and waiting for everyone to watch.

For this guy who should be reincarnated as a parrot, Mu Mei hated it again, and there was a chance that he must have devoured this nasty thing with many mouths and tongues, and then made it into a fur coat.

She thought darkly, but raised her head calmly, and as soon as Lianbu took a step forward, and then her mind moved slightly, and a small glowing tower emerged from her jade hand.

The small tower is three stories high, it is a miniature version, the living room, the study and the bedroom are there, called the house, it is a portable house similar to the ring and the beast bag, which can live in people, and place all kinds of daily necessities, and Li Xiyan was taken captive and locked in a small room on the top floor of the small tower.

The gorgeous room, the fragrant bed, the little girl in a pink dress, the beautiful little butterfly like a sweet sleep, did not know that danger was coming......

In the main hall that quieted down, the eyes of the dead soldiers finally looked at the house in Mu Meiyu's palm, including Wan Feng. However, in Wan Feng's eyes, there was only a trace of curiosity, that's all, no matter how good a genius is, if he doesn't use it for himself, he is an outsider, an enemy!

For the enemy, blood and killing are the most direct and simple, and for the dead soldiers, it is the best vigilance!

A faint wind suddenly blew.

Wan Feng's casual gaze hadn't completely looked over, and he suddenly thought that there could be no wind in this hall, and it would not be possible at all, unless it ...... In an instant, a strong aura of danger approached, and the blade was cutting his throat rapidly, but he didn't have time to react, too fast, or time seemed to stand still. In the throat, there is a hint of coldness, a little pain, very light, faint that makes people think that it is just an illusion......

But he knew he was dead.

He must have died once, and the mysterious stand-in talisman saved his life.

The Grim Reaper passed away, and came back in an instant, the shock and fear made Wan Feng's body stiff, his instinctive eyes widened, and his gaze, which had not yet changed direction, finally looked over......

It turned out that the afterglow of his eyes just now was right, there was a black dot flashing over, it was a figure, like a thin woman, a long black cloak wrapped around her head and body, and suddenly appeared next to Mu Mei, one hand withdrew a spinning, cold light shining something, and the other hand gently took away the small tower from Mu Meiyu's palm.

Who is this?

Ruthless, accurate and fast, attacking and killing and capturing the tower, all in one go in the blink of an eye.

Wrapped all over, with a mask, you can't feel any of its breath, sneak in, hide, breathe, perfect lore, this is a killer, a top killer!

Wan Feng was shocked, is there such a master in this small place like a projectile in Yaoxian Town? However, don't you want to retreat with your whole body, do you want to run away after a surprise attack? He saw that the thin black shadow was about to turn around and run away, and immediately shouted:

"Wait! Is this really the son dead......

However, before he could speak, an unhurried voice that couldn't tell whether it was a man or a woman said indifferently:

"I'm afraid of blood, go out of the palace to fight!"

The thin black shadow didn't find that Wan Feng was still alive, as if he was just too lazy to look at him, or just an excuse before escaping, but then, an indifferent voice sounded again: "Don't want to escape, fight, let you die with dignity."

The voice fell, and the people had gone out of the temple.

Wan Feng followed closely, but he didn't know if he was angry or afraid of blood.

The dead soldiers and Mu Mei, a little red at the throat, slowly expanded in scope, connecting into a bright red line, as Wan Feng left, a gust of wind came up, and they fell to the ground one by one, and blood splashed out like a fountain......