Chapter 649: The murderous aura behind him

Luo Xiaofeng didn't finish his sentence, and he was stunned. Because he found this figure very strange, and it kept swaying in the cold wind.

Luo Xiaofeng looked closely, and it turned out that this figure was actually a woman's long skirt.

The long skirt was lifted by a slender bamboo pole and inserted into the earthen hill, and under the skirt, a pair of delicate embroidered shoes hung from the border.

Luo Xiaofeng gently picked up the embroidered shoes and looked at them carefully.

The cold wind is howling, and the snow is still falling.

Back in the house, it was already the second watch. In Fengjiazhuang, there was a faint sound of drums.

Luo Xiaofeng was lying on the carved large wooden bed, and the brand-new silk eiderdown quilt on the bed was warm and comfortable.

In the snow outside the door, the small faint footprints and the red embroidered shoes on the mound are just right.

Who is the owner of these embroidered shoes? Who made the mysterious knock on the door and the mysterious footsteps in the snow?

Luo Xiaofeng didn't know that he had fallen asleep.

At this moment, under the bed, a hand suddenly stretched out, a woman's pale hand......

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When Kaede woke up on his knees, the first thing he saw was the woman lying beside him.

The woman is young and beautiful, but completely strange.

A bright red lantern hung in the room, and the room was shrouded in a faint red light. Everything seemed so hazy.

Kaede knelt down and rubbed her aching temples. He didn't know what this place was, how he slept here, and who the young woman lying beside him was.

Everything here is completely unfamiliar to Kaede Kneeling. But there is one thing, Feng Kneel can be sure, this is definitely not Tengxian Pavilion.

The woman also woke up, she was wrapped in sheets, blushing, kneeling down and smiling at Kaede, and then got out of bed and slipped out like a gust of wind.

Kaede knelt on the bed in surprise, staring out the door with wide eyes. The door was closed, and Kaede knelt down to hear the sound of it locking.

The young woman was led into a hut by an old man with a hunchback.

There was no light in the cottage.

A majestic voice suddenly came from the darkness: "Kaede kneeling is very useful to us, and he must not be allowed to fall into the hands of others." ”

The young woman's voice was respectful: "Yes!"

The majestic voice sounded again: "For Xu Heizi, we lost two brothers, and this loss is not small. ”

The young woman's voice became very low: "Our plan was originally very smooth, but we didn't expect to kill a Yan Laosan halfway. ”

The majestic voice sounded again: "Although the Agarwood Little Jade Pavilion is destroyed, we must not let go of Yan Laosan and the missing Ancestor Laoqi." ”

The young woman bowed down and said, "This matter will be handed over to my subordinates, and I promise to carry the heads of Yan Laosan and Zu Laoqi to see the Jian Master." ”

The majestic voice echoed in the young woman's ears: "I believe in your ability, but don't reveal your identity, otherwise, you will invite death." ”

The young woman bowed and said, "The entrustment of the master of the stream, the subordinates remember it from the bottom of their hearts. ”

In the darkness, the mysterious stream master was sighing: "In front of Feng Kneeling and Li Chaodu, you are a gentle and considerate Yan'er. In front of Luo Xiaofeng and Lan Xuanqing, you are the sixth girl of Qinglou Qi. Your skills are indeed not small!"

The young woman hurriedly said: "The subordinates are incompetent, and they all rely on the cultivation of the stream. ”

The mysterious stream lord said: "Feng Kneeling has fallen into our hands, and our plan is half successful. Next, it's up to you, you must find a way to make Feng kneel and find the treasure of Feng Yun Sect. ”

The young woman hurriedly said, "My subordinates know!"

The mysterious stream master suddenly said: "Li Chaodu is a waste person, follow him, let you be wronged." ”

The woman bit her lip: "For the great cause of the stream master, no matter how many grievances his subordinates suffer, it is worth it." ”

The mysterious stream master let out a "hmm" and slowly continued: "Lan Dian is trapped in Savage Ridge, it's not worth worrying about, it's just that the ...... Luo Xiaofeng is still a powerful character, I'm afraid that he will ruin our good deeds!"

The young woman smiled and said, "Master Jian's martial arts are world-renowned, I think that Luo Xiaofeng is definitely not your opponent." ”

The voice of the mysterious stream master suddenly became very stern: "Luo Xiaofeng has just entered the public gate, and he has become famous all over the world, you must not underestimate him!"

The young woman became nervous, and her voice became very urgent: "My subordinates are ignorant, I will take strict precautions against Naluo Xiaofeng." ”

The mysterious stream lord sighed, and suddenly said leisurely: "Don't be in a hurry to make a move! The sandpiper and the clam fight, and the fisherman wins! The good show is still to come." ”

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Fengjiazhuang.

Late at night.

A woman's pale hand stretched out from under the bed.

Luo Xiaofeng suddenly woke up, and he sat up. As soon as he sat up, he sensed something was wrong in the room.

Luo Xiaofeng's sensory organs are extremely keen. Even when he was asleep, he could feel the danger.

Under the bed, the pale hand slowly retracted.

Inside the house, the flames of the red candles on the candlesticks were jumping suddenly.

On the pale window edge paper, there is a blurred figure.

Luo Xiaofeng slowly got out of bed and gently opened the window.

As soon as the window opened, a bitter cold wind poured into the room.

The red candles on the candlestick were blown out, and everything around them was instantly engulfed in darkness.

Luo Xiaofeng walked out slowly, there was no light, but he saw a set of women's skirts, fluttering in the night. Under the women's skirt, a pair of red embroidered shoes are neatly arranged. Although these red embroidered shoes are not as good as the huge embroidered shoes in the desolate hall of Zhaojing City in the Demon Continent, they also look like they stand on end in the dark night.

Luo Xiaofeng knows this skirt and also knows this pair of red embroidered shoes. In the first half of the night, on the earthen hill on the periphery of Fengjiazhuang, he had seen it.

Who put the skirt and shoes here?

Luo Xiaofeng frowned, his fists suddenly clenched.

In the distance, there was a sudden light. The light was weak and vague, like a dark hell, with occasional flashes of ghostly fire.

Luo Xiaofeng stood in the cold wind, letting large snowflakes fall on his face.

A faint light in the distance was getting closer.

A person with a small lantern came to Luo Xiaofeng like a ghost.

The man beat the lantern very low. The dim light shone on the ground, but his face was hidden in the darkness.

Luo Xiaofeng suddenly smiled: "Chief Shangguan?"

The person who came turned out to be Shangguan Chunyu, the second manager of Fengjiazhuang.

Shangguan Chunyu touched his shiny hair, and said in a strange manner: "Before dawn, Luo Zhutou got up, didn't he sleep well last night?"

Luo Xiaofeng sneered: "It's a trivial matter to not sleep well, I'm afraid that someone will stab me in the back." ”

Shangguan Chunyu's hand carrying the lantern suddenly trembled violently, he covered his mouth with one hand, his eyes widened, and he looked directly behind Luo Xiaofeng.

There is someone behind Luo Xiaofeng!

Luo Xiaofeng suddenly felt a murderous aura.

(End of chapter)