Jun Wunian walked straight inside when he walked into the tent, without saying a word to Li Qing, Li Qing couldn't help but be a little confused, suppressed the curiosity in his heart, and shook his head helplessly and turned to leave.

As soon as Li Qing left, Jun Wunian couldn't control it anymore, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"General Chi Feng, it's really not a waste of fame, it's really dangerous. Jun Wunian shook his head and muttered to himself.

In fact, Jun Wunian seemed to have dealt with 3 moves simply, but he almost played all the hole cards and suffered a lot of injuries.

Jun Wunian sat cross-legged on the bed, took some medicine to treat internal injuries, and recuperated quietly.

A day later, Jun Wunian quietly looked at the stack of messages on the table, until the last one, gently put down the information in his hand, closed his eyes, thought, and gently stroked the hilt of the sword with his right hand. After yesterday's battle with Chi Feng, Jun Wunian vaguely felt that he seemed to have comprehended something, and the edge of the sword was even better.

Time passed day by day, Jun Wunian went in and out of the barracks every day, just quietly going out and coming back, sometimes calm, sometimes covered with scars.

Twenty days later, when night fell, Jun Wunian stopped from his cultivation state, opened his eyes, with depth and sharpness in his eyes, he slowly walked to the table, picked up the last document on the table, and muttered, "Finally, it's the last one." Codename: Charm Fox. Appeared on West Street, male and female unknown, women may be larger, 30 steps or above, attributes unknown, appearance unknown...... Heh – interesting. ”

Jun Wunian slowly stood up, and the whole person was in a still state, thinking quietly. Then he turned to look at the map hanging on the wall.

"Fox may be a woman, looks like we're going to have to try our luck. Jun Wunian's signature lazy smile appeared on his face, and his eyes looked at a point on the map—the Red Sleeve Building.

Jun Wunian changed into a white robe, walked out of the military tent in the night, and came to the largest Fengyue place in the city, the Red Sleeve Building. Jun Wunian just glanced at the tall plaque, did not hesitate, and walked straight in, but did not notice that there was a person not far behind him.

The man followed Jun Wunian into the Red Sleeve Building, looked at the plaque of the Red Sleeve Building before entering, frowned, showing a little displeasure, and the atmosphere was a little colder, making a few sons and buddies who were just about to enter the building at a loss.

Jun Wunian didn't know what was happening behind him, and when he walked into the building, Jun Wunian had a lazy and easy-going smile on his face, giving people the illusion of being as lazy as the second ancestor.

The surrounding noisy environment, with the laughter of men and women, and the atmosphere of extravagance came to the face. Xu is because of the recent hard life in the military camp, seeing this erosive place, Jun Wunian is dissatisfied in his heart.

A middle-aged woman greeted her with a smile on her face and asked, "This little brother, look at your eyes, let's come for the first time." ”

Jun Wunian was stunned for a moment, thinking to himself, this should be the old bustard. Then he replied in a kind manner: "Heh, this young master has never seen anything, is there any new beautiful girl, let the young master and I see——"

"We have a lot of beautiful girls here, but I don't know if you can afford it. The old bustard laughed.

Jun Wunian casually threw out a money bag, the old bustard took it, weighed it, and said with a smile on his face: "Come on, you can pick whatever you want." Ladies and gentlemen, serve this master well-" Jun Wunian walked to a table, picked up a glass of wine, held it in his hand and played with it, a group of girls came over, looked at the women around him, blushed a little, and then calmed down again, released his spiritual power, and felt everyone's expressions.

Soon Jun Wunian locked on to the target, Jun Wunian smiled and pushed away the girl beside him, and walked towards a bright and charming girl who was alone on the side stroking the piano.

The old bustard saw Jun Wunian's movements, hurriedly stopped him, and said: "Oh, this son, our charm smoke is our top brand here, and we usually only receive one or two guests a month, and we don't accept guests today-" Interrupted by something in the middle of his words, Jun Wunian casually threw out a money bag, threw it in the old bustard's hand, and asked, "Is it okay?"