"Poof!"

Mo Fengwu laughed directly.

Then he squinted at the man next to him and whispered:

"Dog, you're not very useful by a teenage man, poofhaha"

Then he couldn't hold back, and Mo Fengwu suddenly laughed.

At this time, Di Jing was already mad.

"Shut up!"

There was a loud shout, and then Di Jing looked at the old man of the Feng family like frost, but just as he was about to speak, Mo Fengwu, who was almost laughing next to him, pressed his hand and said:

"Alright, alright."

As he spoke, Mo Fengwu turned his eyes to the old man of the Feng family and said, "I don't want to hear anything like this, you know?" ”

The old man of the Feng family still wanted to persuade two sentences, but with a pair of slightly serious eyes of Shangmo Feng Wu, the old man of the Feng family immediately closed his mouth and said respectfully: "Yes, Lord Lord." ”

Whether his man is suitable or not, Mo Fengwu knows in his heart. I didn't want to discuss it in public, so I just interrupted the topic.

Fortunately, although the Feng family is wonderful, they are quite obedient, and they didn't mention it again.

Then, the old man of the Feng family told Mo Fengwu some things about the Feng family. At this time, the third master of the Feng family, Feng Zhao, walked in quickly from outside.

"Father, I asked."

Feng Zhao was arranged to torture Wei Lao about the mixed yuan grass before, so he didn't know the situation very well at this time.

However, the second master of the Feng family, Feng Pan, came and reminded in a low voice: "This is the lord, why don't you hurry up and salute?" ”

The third master was stunned for a moment, then his face turned pale, and he turned around and said respectfully: "I have seen the lord." ”

Mo Fengwu didn't care about this, and when he waved his hand, he asked directly, "What did the old thing say?" ”

"Returning to the Lord, the old man said that he had only read some descriptions of the Mixed Yuan Grass in a broken ancient book, but he had never seen the real Mixed Yuan Grass.

However, he said that back then, he had heard Baili Huang, the head of the Baili family, say that there seemed to be a mixed yuan grass in the hands of the city lord of Silver City. ”

Sanye Feng beckoned and said respectfully.

Hearing this, Mo Fengwu was slightly stunned.

Silver City Lord?!

Because of Shao Baixuan's relationship at the beginning, Mo Fengwu and Baiyin City had some grievances. And Shao Baixuan is the sister of the city lord of Silver City, so if this is somewhere else, but if it is Silver City

Thinking of this, Mo Fengwu suddenly frowned: "Is the news accurate?" ”

"Unless the old man got the news that was fake, there should be no problem."

In other words, Wei Lao didn't lie.

But what he knows, is it true or false?

Mo Fengwu squinted his eyes at the moment, and the fingers on the table immediately twisted slightly.

At this time, I only heard the old man of the Feng family suddenly say: "My lord, my subordinates think that this news should be true." ”

"Oh?" Mo Fengwu raised his head instantly: "Why?" ”

The old man of the Feng family raised his hand and stroked his beard, and said, "The Lord doesn't know something, in fact, in the ancient era, although the mixed yuan grass was precious, it was not uncommon. The reason why it is precious is that it is not easy to preserve, unless it is picked on the spot and used on the spot, once the plant is out of the growth area, it will quickly turn into a puddle of snow and disappear without a trace.

Except for the Snow Soul Clan, no one knew how to preserve the Mixed Yuan Grass, but it was consistent with what the old man surnamed Wei said before.

However, few people knew that the reason why the Snow Soul Clan was able to preserve the Mixed Yuan Grass was because their blood was as cold as ice. ”