Mocheng, the city lord's mansion.

"It seems that this year, the beast word gate has gone and there is no return."

"Disperse, disperse."

"What kind of divine beast is this, so powerful?"

"Hey, three years later, are you still here?"

"No, no, I'm old...

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The crowd gathered in the square saw that no one came out after the door of the beast word was closed. The gong sounded for thirty years, but the doors were still closed, and many people were already depressed and ready to go home. Feng Mian held the two golden business cards handed to him by Wanwan and stared at the heavy door. Fengxi shook the paper fan, pretending to be relaxed, holding one hand tightly behind his back. The eight Shadow Assassin Men behind him did not give up, the young master was so powerful, he would definitely be able to come out.

"Brother, you said Wanwan, can you come out?" Feng Mian was holding the golden name tag, and even the poisonous insects in the glass bottle could feel his nervousness.

"Yes, the young master will come out." Fengxi, who was smiling, also unconsciously slowed down the frequency of shaking the fan, and accompanied his younger brother to stare at the door that had not been opened.

"The time has come, the Great Dynasty Competition is over, everyone, see you in three years." At the beginning, the woman in green who registered outside the City Lord's Mansion appeared in front of the three gates with an expressionless face.

"Hey, let's go, there will be new graves in the mass graves outside the city."

"After three years, it won't come again. I still have a wife and children at home, and this year is the deadline for myself. ”

"Poor thing, there were a few very young dolls who looked in just now."

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The woman in green announced the end of the pilgrimage, like a bucket of cold water to extinguish the only remaining illusions of those present who had not left. Some of the older ones also left unwilling tears. Feng Mian's eyes were red, biting his lip, stubbornly believing that Wanwan would come out.

The woman in green was about to lock the three doors, when suddenly, there was a movement in the beast-shaped gate.

Rumble.... After a violent crash, the heavy dark iron gate fell to the ground with a bang, and in the dust raised, an inky giant snake appeared, and a person sat on the head of the snake.

"Lao Lu, I'm not mistaken, someone came out of the beast word gate."

"Someone did come out, and it's still a young doll."

"This huge giant snake can't be the mythical beast that has been locked up in the City Lord's Mansion all the time, right? Someone actually took it? It seems that there really is no next great court. ”

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The crowd that hadn't gone far was startled by the loud noise, and they all turned around, just looking at the scene of Feng Wanwan sitting on top of Mo Jiao's head. Although the silver shirt was torn and bloodstained, it had a touch of arrogance, which made the people present dare not look directly at a chilling momentum completely different from any woman. The delicate red lips and cold eyes exposed under the silver-white mask were deeply reflected in the hearts of many people present. Even years later, when someone mentions the city lord of Mocheng, they will still think of this picture.

"Kaede-mian, I'm back." Mo Jiao lowered his head, and Feng Wanwan jumped off the top of Mo Jiao's head holding the jade fox with one hand. A simple sentence successfully made Feng Mian endure tears in his eyes.

"Wanwan...

Feng Mian is not good at words, and rarely shows his feelings in front of people, but this time, he threw himself into Feng Wanwan's arms regardless of it. The sudden hug frightened the jade fox and quickly jumped aside from Wanwan's arms. This hug also made Wanwan let out a muffled snort, and the hastily bandaged shoulder oozed bright red blood again.

As a healer, Feng Mian could naturally see the severity of his injuries, but the feeling of being too nervous and regaining it just now made him forget his duties as a healer for a while. The smell of blood and the dazzling bright red made him dare not continue to hug, and he was just about to leave, but was tightly hugged by Feng Wanwan's other hand.

"Feng Mian, this seems to be the first time you have taken the initiative to approach me?!" Wanwan hugged the purple-clothed man in her arms, leaned on his shoulder, and said this sentence slowly.

"Wanwan, you're injured, let go of your hand first, and Feng Mian will re-bandage you." With such close words, Feng Mian could even feel the breath in his ears that belonged to Feng Wanwan. was a little at a loss, but taking into account the injuries on Wanwan's body, he could only freeze there straight, jumping out word by word.

"Feng Mian, I succeeded... Before she finished speaking, Wanwan leaned on Feng Mian's arms and fell asleep.

"Little Momo, look at the good things you have done." The jade fox jumped to the top of Mo Jiao's head with the attitude of eating melons, and before the melons could be eaten, he watched Wanwan fall into Feng Mian's arms. The little paw poked Mo Jiao's head, and Mo Jiao, who knew that he was at a loss, rarely did not refute.

Feng Mian supported Feng Wanwan and lay in his arms, handed over the two golden name tags to his brother Feng Xi, and took out gold sore medicine and gauze from his arms. Little by little, untie the blood-soaked strip of cloth on Wanwan's shoulder, and the two blood holes in the shoulder made Feng Mian cry again.

"Little Momo, go get in the way." The jade fox's small paws slapped Mo Jiao, reminding it to wrap its huge body around the two people in the square, cutting off the sight of the others.

Feng Mian took off the sleeves of his shoulders little by little, and lightly cleaned up the broken fabric near the wound, fortunately, it only hurt the bones, not the tendons. After applying a layer of gold sore medicine, he bandaged it with gauze and circled it again and again, obviously only the shoulder was injured, but Feng Mian wrapped the entire left shoulder, including the arm, and the arm with the sleeves off was covered in all directions. Although Feng Mian is usually not good at words, he is indeed a qualified healer, and when treating injuries, he is absolutely serious and has no shyness.

The next day, Wanwan woke up and found herself in an unfamiliar room. Looking around, the only familiar ones were the two men who were asleep on the side of the bed, Si Qin leaned against the head of the bed, and Feng slept at the end of the bed. With one hand propped up and wanted to sit up, the movement woke up the two of them.

"Wanwan, are you awake?" The two men spoke in unison.

"Where is this?"

Feng Wanwan looked at the completely unfamiliar room, not the layout of Qingyu Building. Upon closer inspection, there was a soft wooden bed beneath him, with an extraordinary delicate carved decoration, and a guqin standing in the corner and a bronze mirror on a wooden dresser.

"Wanwan, this is the City Lord's Mansion. Are you feeling better? Does your shoulder still hurt? Siqin helped Wanwan sit up and thoughtfully put the pillow behind Wanwan.

"City Lord's Mansion?"

"Hmm. After you fainted yesterday... ”

Feng Mian, who was standing on the side, told Feng Wanwan that after she fainted yesterday, she re-bandaged her by herself. Later, the woman in green from the City Lord's Mansion stopped everyone, saying that since the New City Lord had appeared, she should live in the City Lord's Mansion. I discussed it with my brother, but Wanwan needed to recuperate from her injuries, and it was inconvenient to move. So he took it upon himself to take the Assassin Shadow and a few people to follow the woman in green here, and the elder brother went back to Qingyulou to pick up Siqin. Feng Mian talked about how when he bandaged Feng Wanwan, the flush crawled all over his cheeks.

"I see, what about Xiaobai and Mo Jiao?"

"Mo Jiao? Is Wanwan talking about the snake? They were outside the door, and the snake was too large to come in, and then they didn't let Xiaobai in. Siqin poured a cup of hot tea and handed it to Feng Wanwan.

Outside the door, because of the contract, as soon as Feng Wanwan woke up, the two pets already knew. However, Mo Jiao was guarding the door, not letting the jade fox enter the door, and the squeaky noise was already ringing in Feng Wanwan's mind.

"Xiao Momo, you're too big to get in, why do you stop this king from going in to see Wanwan?"

"No, the boss needs to recuperate, you're too noisy."

"You... You're a little brother, do you have such a big brother? ”

"I repeat, the Boss needs to recuperate. You're a little bit, which big brother? ”

These two guys, one is small and wants to be a big brother, and the other is large, but he has a Zhengtai voice and speaks righteous words. This conversation made Feng Wanwan laugh out loud.

"Siqin, this is the order of the Lord of Mocheng City. We said okay, you have to help Wanwan guard the ink city. After Wanwan laughed, she picked up the city lord's order placed at the head of the bed and handed it to Si Qin.

Leaving Mocheng to Si Qin to take care of is something Feng Wanwan has long thought about. This man who has always accompanied him, obviously talented, has been following him in obscurity and has never made any requests. Among the few men around him, Nangong Liuyungui is the prince, and with his strategy, he will master the Nanchuan Kingdom sooner or later. Ji Chi is the prime minister of Dongli, although he is a man dressed as a woman, but in Dongli, he is also a status above 10,000 people under one person. And Feng Mian is too simple and unsociable, and only thinks about medicine and poison. Thinking about it, Siqin is the most suitable, and it can also let his talent be fully displayed, and the most important thing is that he is the first person to deliver his trust besides his father.

"Wanwan, I promised you that Siqin would do it. But this city lord's order, you should take it. Si Qin knows what such a small token represents, and giving it to himself is equivalent to the entire Mocheng will only serve himself as the master, if Wanwan holds it, Mocheng still belongs to Wanwan, and he is just helping to manage it. The weight of these two is not the same.

"It's okay, what I say to you is for you. If you feel embarrassed, you can take care of it for me. Wanwan pushed the city lord's order back into Siqin's hands, looking like she was not allowed to push back.

"Young master, there is news from the Blood Kite Hall, and there is another rose post." Falling from the beams of the room, silently, he handed over a note with a rose pattern.

"Oh? Or is it a killer? Or buy my life? Feng Wanwan didn't open the note, she had already guessed the content inside.

"Yes, the difference is that the buyer doubles the bounty."

The previous rose post was according to the price of the Tianzi killer announced by the Rose List, three thousand gold. Now it's doubled, that's six thousand gold. This made Feng Wanwan even more curious, who was the one who did not hesitate to increase the price in order to kill herself.

"Got it, tell the blood kite and tell the buyer, and in three days, I'll see you in the Mocheng City Lord's Mansion."

"Yes, young master." He dodged away, as he had come, silently.

If your guess is correct, in three days, it's time to meet your old friend. By the way, you also need to find Acacia and exchange it for Sister Zihuan. I have to ask Mo Jiao for a while, do you know Acacia, after all, he has also been in the City Lord's Mansion for hundreds of years.

"Boss, do you want to find Acacia?" As soon as the idea of asking Mo Jiao flashed, Mo Jiao's voice already sounded in his mind.

"Well, you know where it is?"

"Boss, I don't know if it's acacia or not, anyway, it's a red fruit, small, bunched together, it's pretty good."

"Red, small, string by string? What you're talking about doesn't look like acacia, but a bit like burning love fruit, which is the main medicine for making acacia. ”

"Boss or? I'll take the boss there. The door opened, and a large snake head entered.

"Let's go, go now."

Feng Wanwan moved her injured shoulder, I don't know if it was because of Su Yao's miracle medicine or Feng Mian's medical skills, she was already able to move slightly. Thinking of the words of the middle-aged man on the Broken Soul Cliff that day, saying that the old place was waiting for him after the Great Dynasty Meeting, Feng Wanwan directly lifted the quilt and put on his coat at will and flew on top of Mo Jiao's head.

"Siqin, Feng Mian, you go back to rest, I'll come when I go."

"Wanwan, your injury is not healed, pay attention to safety."

"Wanwan, stay safe."