If in his eyes, he has no use value at all and is determined to sit back and watch himself be destroyed by Liu Bei, then Sun Quan will never take the risk of offending Liu Bei and entertain himself so warmly.

Now that he is not seen, most of them are because this blue-eyed child has other calculations in his heart, Liu Feng wants to be at peace if he comes, no matter what, he can only be patient with his surname and wait and see what happens.

"Since Wu Hou is not here, then why should I wait a few more days." Liu Feng no longer insisted on seeing Wu Hou, but changed his mouth and followed the host.

Under the escort of the Dongwu car, he entered Moling City, passed through several bustling and lively streets, and went all the way to a pavilion not far from the Wuhou Military Mansion.

"My family Wu Hou is afraid that others will disturb General Liu's rest, so he deliberately vacated the entire pavilion, General Liu should have a good rest, if you need anything, just ask, I will come to visit the general later."

"Mr. Lu is polite."

After a few polite words, Lu Fan placed Liu Feng properly and left.

As Lu Fan said, a pavilion in Nuoda is empty at the moment, except for a dozen servants and maidservants, only one guest remains.

Liu Feng Mu changed clothes, washed the dust of the journey, and after sleeping, the sumptuous dinner was ready, wine, vegetables, fruits and vegetables, all of which were first-class delicious, and Liu Fengsuo's surname let go of his stomach and ate a big meal.

For three times in a row, Dongwu served him with good food and drink, and the hospitality was also quite enthusiastic, and Lu Fan also came to visit him twice, but he never mentioned anything other than shouting for warmth.

Liu Feng once secretly checked the vicinity of the pavilion, not only were there heavily armed armor soldiers deployed at the front and back doors, but even patrols were arranged around, and according to Liu Feng's observation, many of the servants in the pavilion were also hiding martial arts, and they were obviously pretending to be soldiers.

At night, Liu Feng can always be aware that there will be the eye of the wall watching him from time to time outside the door and window, and when Bai said that when he went out to enjoy the Moling style as a guest, in addition to the accompanying guards, he also secretly followed a lot of cloth spies, surrounding him all the time.

'I came to Moling alone, even if I have bad intentions, what kind of storm will it set off, Sun Quan, Sun Quan, you are guarding me like a thief, you can't help but be a villain." ’

Liu Feng was dissatisfied, but because he went to the country for thousands of miles, and asked for help, he only had temporary forbearance, and he only pretended not to know all the means of prevention, he should eat and sleep every day, and he looked like he was enjoying himself.

On the evening of the fourth day, the moon and stars were scarce, and after dinner, Liu Feng walked in the courtyard of the pavilion for a while as usual, and then went back to the room to sleep with his head covered.

It didn't take long for the snoring to be like thunder, and it sounded like Liu Feng was sleeping soundly outside, but at this moment, Liu Feng was actually staring at the roof.

'This Sun Quan always hangs me here, what kind of medicine is sold in the gourd? ’

After a few days in vain, even Liu Feng, who was confident, was a little uneasy at the moment, he couldn't sleep, thinking hard about Sun Quan's thoughts.

Unconsciously, it was the middle of the night, and even the secret watchers hiding outside the window were already sleepy at the moment, and quietly retreated to rest, but Liu Feng was still clear and clear, and there was no sleepiness.

In his ears, a trace of footsteps suddenly drifted in, and the sound quietly approached the house where Liu Feng lived under the cover of the cicada's chirping, which was extremely subtle, if it weren't for Liu Feng's super perception ability, it would be difficult for ordinary people to hear it.

Footsteps stopped outside the door, and then a faint grinding sound was heard, like a knife scraping wood.

'Someone is swinging the deadbolt with a dagger from the outside!' ’

This thought immediately flashed in Liu Feng's mind, and he was a little surprised in his heart, he thought he was just a watchman again, but the person outside actually wanted to steal into his room, which naturally caused Liu Feng to be highly vigilant.

The deadbolt was removed, and there was silence for a moment, the door creaked open, and a black figure crept into the room under the moonlight.

Just by the lightness of that person's steps, Liu Feng knew that the person's martial arts were not weak, and he was also dressed in night clothes, most of whom were not good.

Liu Feng pretended to be asleep, but one hand had quietly reached into the side of the couch and touched the Qingyu Sword that he was carrying.

As soon as the man in black entered the room, he came straight to him, and moved a few steps closer to him, Liu Feng immediately felt a strong murderous aura invade him.

Under the shadow of the moon, the cold light was shining, it was a bright short sword, reflecting the silver light of the moon.

In the darkness, the eyes sunken in the black cloth shone with a faint blue light.

The man in black looked at him quietly, as if he was examining the fish on a board, where to start, and after a while, Liu Feng clearly heard a cold snort.

Suddenly, the cold light flowed, the man in black flicked his wrist, and the blade of the short sword broke through the air and stabbed straight at Liu Feng's heart.

Sure enough, it's a killer!

Liu Feng had already taken precautions, and when the sword blade moved, his body was already as agile as an ape.

Burst!

There was a piercing sound of wooden planks cracking, and the assassin used great force to pierce the air with a sword, and it actually pierced deep into the couch.

The assassin seemed to be taken aback, but his reaction was extremely fast, and when the dagger was still in a hurry, he took advantage of the situation and picked it up again. I don't know if it's because the opponent's strength is fierce, or if this short sword is too sharp, Han Feng is like cutting tofu, easily cutting off the thick couch board, and cutting towards Liu Feng's waist in the wind.

'What a quick response! ’

Liu Feng didn't have time to think about it, his left hand slammed on, and the whole person got up with the force, and when he turned around, he kicked at the assassin's front door, and the last one came first, Liu Feng's reaction was obviously better.

The assassin didn't seem to expect Liu Feng's martial arts to be so good, so he only made a back-move move, and this head-on kick hit him, forcing the assassin to hurry, and his body was as light as a swallow and flipped backwards with a heel fight, and he fell steadily out of two feet.

Before he landed, Liu Fengren had already rushed out of the couch, with a buzzing sound of "Zheng", the cold light soared, and the Qingyu sword came out of its sheath, like a white rainbow, piercing the darkness of the night and stabbing straight to the throat of the man in black.

The moment he landed, the surging cold light had already hit his face, and the assassin seemed to expect that Liu Feng would take advantage of the situation to counterattack and attack, and immediately blocked it with his sword.

An ordinary short sword could not withstand the sword of the green sword, and in a piercing sound of metal tearing, the short sword that the assassin heard was cut off in an instant, and the extremely sharp blade of the sword was unstoppable.

A startled sound was heard in the darkness, and it was clear that the assassin had not expected Liu Feng to have a sword as sharp as clay in his hand.

Within a few moments, the life and death of the assassin had been decided by Liu Feng's hands, but the sword blade, which was about to pass through his throat, stopped stabbing at the moment of life and death.

Liu Feng didn't plan to kill him, but wanted to keep a living mouth and torture who was behind the scenes.

However, at the moment when his men showed mercy, the assassin was extremely clever and grasped a flaw, his body turned sharply, and he fled towards the door in a few steps.

"Where to run!"

The long sword in mid-air swept out diagonally, although the sword momentum was fast, but the assassin's body was extremely light, and he only delayed for a moment before he was released from the control of the sword curtain. The cold light passed, and only a strand of the assassin's hair was cut off, and by the time Liu Feng chased him to the door, the assassin was gone.

After escaping the assassin, Liu Feng felt a little regretful, and by the moonlight, he leaned over and picked up a strand of broken hair that fell on the threshold.

The black hair is as soft as silk, and there seems to be a faint fragrance in it.

Liu Fengbei sensed something, returned to the house and sniffed around, and sure enough, there was a strange aroma left by the assassin everywhere.

"It turned out to be a woman...... "Holding the wisp of green silk, Liu Feng's eyes were full of suspicion.