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Zhou returned the salute and responded with a smile. The group said goodbye and left, and among the group of people who were watching, in addition to Li Luo and Zhou Fang, only Gongsun Wanqing and the man surnamed Xiang were left to enter the customs with the two of them.

Zhou Fang glanced at Gongsun Wanqing, and Gongsun Wanqing said lightly: "You don't have to worry about me, if there is any danger, you don't need Zhou Gongzi to come to the rescue, if you can't get out, my skills are not as good as others." ”

Zhou Fang smiled freely, Gongsun Wanqing had made up her mind, and it seemed that she had other plans to enter this Wanmei Garden, so she didn't say more, nodded, and beckoned a few people to walk towards the gate.

Outside the gate, He Fuzhong and He Shuo brought help together, He Shuo and Qin Chong broke into Wanmei Garden first, and the rest of the people were some of the dragons without a leader, and they didn't know what to do.

Zhou Fang looked at Zhang Bu and bowed, "Do you want to go in or stay here?" ”

Zhang Bu's face was calm, and he said in a dumb voice: "It seems that Zhou Daxia is going in." ”

Zhou Fang nodded, didn't hide it, and said bluntly: "Yes, I want to go in and have a look." ”

"This is our He family's Wanmei Garden, what are you doing as an outsider." A scholar in the gap in the crowd muttered dissatisfied.

Zhou Fang fixed his eyes and saw that it was indeed the scholar of He Mansion who he met when crossing the Kunjiang River, and he mixed into Wanmei Garden last night. The scholar was annoyed, extremely stingy, and angry with his slander, and he was still holding grudges against Zhou Fang on that day.

Zhou Fang smiled dumbly and did not respond. The old man, who was called the third uncle by the people of the He family, glared at the scholar and signaled not to be troublesome. The scholar still has some rumors, but he knows that Zhou Fang is not small, even though he curses secretly, he does not dare to anger Zhou Fang.

Zhang Bu sighed slightly, and said in an old manner: "I didn't expect everything to be like this, after today, there is no difference between the He family and the family, Zhou Daxia will go if he wants to go in." ”

Zhou Fang glanced at the female dependents of the He Mansion who were still taken hostage, and was silent. Seeing this, Zhang Bu said lightly: "Zhou Daxia, don't worry, the old man is not a murderer, and before the matter inside is decided, the old man will not let people hurt their cold hair." ”

Zhou Fang bowed and said, "That's good, the seniors don't go in?" ”

Zhang Bu smiled sadly and said: "If you don't go in, the He family is an outsider, what do I, an outsider from the He family, go in." ”

"It's fine." Zhou Fang hugged his fists and saluted, and said goodbye. He Shanxue was seriously injured, but she struggled to stand up, helped He Yi, and seemed to be going in. The two protected and supported each other, and their steps faltered. Zhou Fang couldn't bear it, and was just about to step forward to help him, He Shanxue said coldly: "How dare you ask Zhou Daxia to help, I can go by myself." But it was Zhou Fang who held a grudge and did not come to the rescue.

Zhou Fang was sluggish, with mixed feelings. Li Luo said calmly: "Brother Zhou, forget it, everyone has their own ambitions, don't force it, let's go." "Let's go through the closing door.

Zhou Fang was speechless, shook his head, threw away his distracting thoughts, and followed Li into the last level of Wanmei Garden.

Wanmei Garden, in front of the ninth mountain gate.

The plum trees here are much thicker than the ones outside, you can see the hundred-year-old ancient plums everywhere, some of them seem to be close to a thousand years old, Wanmei Garden is known as the ancestor of Wanmei, if you don't come here, some people think it's exaggerated, but you've seen the plum trees here, I'm afraid that no one can give birth to a heart to refute.

Li Luo and Zhou Fang are very fast, since they have arrived here, whether they are early or late, it should be clear whether they are good or bad.

After turning more than a dozen old ancient plum trees, the ninth level is already in sight. Zhou Fang raised his eyes and swept over, his pupils tightened slightly, and his breathing slowed down imperceptibly.

Before closing the door, Qin Chong and the man with the sword were on guard, and even a few people around him only glanced at it slightly, and then they didn't look at it anymore, and their four eyes stared at a white-clothed figure sitting cross-legged at the door with a guqin on his lap.

The man in white wore a mask embroidered with plum blossoms on his face, revealing a pair of beautiful eyes, one moment with affection, one moment cold and piercing, and the other moment he was idle and lazy. He Yuegou stood respectfully beside the masked man with his head bowed, and it seemed that he didn't even dare to make a sound.

Not far in front of Qin Chong and the two of them, there was a person lying on the ground face down, motionless, not knowing whether he was alive or dead. Looking at the expressions of Qin Chong and the man with the sword, this person must have an amazing method, otherwise he would not have made He Shuo unconscious with just one look.

The man in white didn't move, and said softly: "Are they all in, Moon Hook, start the formation, if anyone breaks in, kill it." The voice is light and pleasant, it is a woman, but the words spoken are cold and chilling, in the mouth of this woman who caress the qin, killing seems to be as common as breathing in and out.

He Yuegou answered, but there was no movement. Zhou Fang was slightly stunned, not knowing what the woman meant by the opening formation. However, Li Luo's expression changed slightly, and he looked at the plum forest beside him without a trace, and at the moment when the woman's voice just fell, wisps of white mist seemed to emerge from the roots of these plum trees, but in the blink of an eye, the white mist covered all the snow on the ground of the plum forest, ethereal.

Zhou Fang also noticed the abnormality on the ground, his expression changed, and he was shocked. The woman in white said lightly: "There is no poison in the fog, you can't die for a while." ”

"Pretending to be a ghost, do you think this son is the first day to break into the rivers and lakes!" The man with the sword shouted fiercely.

"I'm a ghost in Wanmei Garden, and it's not wrong to pretend to be a ghost." The woman said slowly.

"Ghosts?" The man with the sword sneered and said, "That boy will make you a real ghost." With a long roar, the person walked with the sword, drew a shock, and only took the woman's face.

Under such a fast sword, everyone in the field could clearly see that the woman in white gently raised her hand and brushed the hair next to the mask, and when she unfolded it, there was an extra hairpin in her hand. I didn't see how the woman made a move, the hairpin in the woman's hand suddenly disappeared out of thin air, accompanied by a muffled snort from the man with the sword, the sword move gave up halfway, and then looked at the shoulder, and nailed the hairpin.

At the same time as the man with the sword made a move, Qin Chong quietly snatched it, his palm strength was hidden, and as soon as he made a move, it was the killing move of the Quicksand Heart Sutra, and he even ignored the morality of the rivers and lakes, not to mention that he was outnumbered, and he also plotted against the woman in white.

Zhou was furious and shouted: "Shameless." However, what shocked Zhou Fang was that as soon as the words fell, the man with the sword was injured and flew back.