"The one who walks in the door now is the barefoot fairy Yang Feng."

In the Han Mansion Conference Hall, Qin Mengyao leaned slightly sideways and whispered in Wu Yue's ear.

When Wu Yue heard this, he didn't immediately set his eyes on the man who walked in, and the spiritual pressure slowly dispersed, carefully remembering the other party's spiritual network in his heart.

The intimate appearance of the two of them grinding their ears and temples attracted the attention of many people, and they couldn't help but glance at Wu Yue with Xie Feng and other seed masters, and they were all curious, what kind of young talent is this self-proclaimed noble general of the Japanese country, and how come he has never heard of his name?

Although Wu Yue's origin is unknown, he was personally recommended by Qin Mengyao, and everyone naturally subconsciously classified him as the righteous side, and they had no other ideas.

Young people such as Han Xiwen and Han Xiwu couldn't help but be jealous, and their eyes at Wu Yue were quite unkind.

How could this bastard be able to win the favor of the Jingzhai Fairy?

Ma Junsheng, who was kneeling in the middle of the hall and was about to be interrogated, cast his gaze at Wu Yue and Qin Mengyao with extremely complicated eyes. In the past, as the eldest prince of Majiabao, he worshiped under the monk of Wuxiang, and was one of the leaders of the younger generation of Baidao, what kind of scenery?

But now, because of a momentary greed, he is in prison, even if he can get out of the catastrophe? I can no longer go back to the good old days, and I have completely lost my qualification to pursue Qin Mengyao.

Is all this worth it, Ma Junsheng was at a loss......

Qin Mengyao sat quietly in a corner, her face was quiet and elegant, although it was an occasion where many people gathered, she still gave people a sense of tranquility beyond the world. Wu Yue stood behind her, his hands in his trouser pockets, his eyes and nose and his heart, and he didn't have any idea of doing things.

This time I came to the Han Mansion mainly to find clues to the Eagle Knife, and now the goal is clear, to record the spirit of the barefoot fairy Yang Feng, and in the next few days, I only need to track him to find the father and daughter of the Ma family.

If he didn't want to be too abrupt, Wu Yue wanted to leave directly.

Originally, I thought it was just a simple interrogation process, laying out the evidence, finding the real suspect, and then everyone was happy, going back to their own homes and looking for their mothers......

But the next hour made him regret it in his heart.

An interrogation meeting, stunned by these righteous people with ghosts and ghosts, turned into a vegetable market, you and I are forced to talk endlessly, which makes him very annoyed.

Fortunately, Wu Yue opened up in Liuxin Lake a few days ago and cleaned up some of the seed masters. If he hadn't killed those people, I'm afraid that the number of people who came here today would have to be more than half, and that kind of horrific scene made his scalp tingle just thinking about it.

As if sensing the boredom behind her, Qin Mengyao sighed secretly, stood up, took over the interrogation with a transcendent identity and powerful charm, and slowly explained the root cause of Xie Qinglian's death.

In her capacity, although 90% of what she said was speculation and there was no conclusive evidence, everyone present was still convinced of it. There is no other reason, the signboard of Cihang Jingzhai is the guarantee of credibility!

Hearing that his son did not die for no reason, but wanted to rob the eagle knife of the Han Mansion's arsenal, but lost to the Ma family brothers and sisters in the competition, Xie Feng was disappointed for a while, and his thoughts of revenge instantly faded a lot.

Speaking of which, this is also Xie Qinglian's own doing, he was greedy for the eagle knife, and as a result, he paid the price of his life, to say something unpleasant, this is called deserved!

This is not comparable to being deliberately murdered, even if Xie Feng wants to continue to find fault, the reason is untenable in the first place.

After the truth was revealed, he was reluctant to stand up and prepare to deal with Ma Junsheng, at this time, the sound of weapons striking each other suddenly came from outside the hall, and everyone was surprised and quickly exchanged glances.

Although he was plowed by Wu Yue with thunderous means a few days ago, he lost face and was embarrassed, but the eight factions are the eight factions, and they have a profound background, which can almost represent the entire Baidao martial arts.

Now that representatives of all factions have gathered here, who has the courage to openly provoke?

Watching the play and seeing this, Wu Yue's patience was completely exhausted, and in the spiritual pressure induction, there were not only people outside the door, but also an ambush on the roof.

Knowing that what was going to happen next would be a battle to snatch Ma Junsheng, it was really boring, Wu Yue took advantage of everyone's attention to be attracted by the sound of fighting outside the door, nodded at Qin Mengyao, and flew out of the window silently with his skills.

Unravel the imitation, prepare to find a place to have a meal, and then go to follow the barefoot fairy Yang Feng.

However, not long after he left the Han Mansion, a clear and gentle voice came from the front of the street, "Brother Feng, please stay!" ”

Wu Yue stopped and looked at it quietly, he was still an acquaintance, the little magician Fang Yeyu.

"Brother Fang is waiting here, I'm afraid that he was dumped by a woman, and he can't think about it, so he wants to dedicate his internal strength to me, right?" Wu Yue stood with his hands in his hands, looking at each other with a smile on his face.

He was chased and intercepted twice in a month, and he just calculated the account today.

Fang Yeyu didn't seem to hear the threat implied in his words, and smiled elegantly, "Brother Feng's strength is unpredictable, his skills are close to the Dao, and he has reached the realm of transcendent sainthood, and the master is amazed every time he mentions it. Give Ye Yu a hundred guts, and don't dare to touch Brother Feng's tiger whiskers again, I'm just here today to make a deal. ”

The other party's words, Wu Yue is ten thousand unbelievers.

Can Pang Ban praise himself as a great rival? It was a high fever that burned out my brain.

"There are one hundred and thirty-three people in ambush left and right, and you are going to talk to me about a deal that will kill me?"

Fang Yeyu's pupils shrank, his heart was awe-inspiring, and his already solemn face was even more shocked.

For martial artists whose strength has reached the level of the black list, qi induction is a sensitivity that ordinary people cannot understand, but it is impossible to be like Wu Yue, who can accurately sense the specific number of people ambushed around in just a few seconds.

Moreover, even if you sense the specific number of people, hundreds of people are scattered around, and you have to count for half a minute, right?

It can be inferred from this that Wu Yue's sensing ability is definitely more than one step above the black list masters!

I suddenly remembered Pang Ban's warning to him a few days ago, don't fall in love with the wind and leave immediately, how far can you run, this is an opponent who is difficult to guess......

He was a little hesitant about this before, but with just a face-to-face, Fang Yeyu completely believed it.

The resentment in my heart is even more difficult.

If he got the information about Wu Yue before the momentum, Fang Yeyu didn't say a word, and continued to hide outside the plug to taste his courage, patiently waiting for the opportunity to go south.

But now, the Demon Palace has been going south for more than half a year, defeating Chizunxin and Qianluo in a row, subduing the remnants of Zunxinmen and Qianluo Mountain City, and only the Nujiao Gang is left in the underworld to favor Dongting Lake, and they can barely resist stubbornly.

In this case, if Fang Yeyu revealed any thoughts of returning to the outside of the Saiwai, the Bu Di and Mao Baiyi, who had not been attached to the Demon Master Palace for a long time, would immediately take the Zun Xin Sect and Qianluo Mountain City to turn against the water, and when the time came, Wu Yue would not need to make a move, and the Demon Master Palace would fall into a dilemma of falling apart.

In general, now he has become a difficult to ride a tiger, even if he knows that Wu Yue has the strength to defeat Pang Ban, he can only continue to do it.

That's why we met at this moment.

"Hahaha...... Of course not! Brother Feng is too worried! ”

The chaotic thoughts in his mind flashed, and Fang Yeyu laughed loudly, although the laughter was majestic and heroic, it sounded slightly dry, and some were a little lacking in qi.

Wu Yue's deep eyes looked directly into the other party's eyes, as if he saw through him, and said with a light smile, "It's not to kill me, and then take over my ant Huabei, I really can't think of what your purpose is." ”

Wu Yue wouldn't tell him that he still owed more than 3,000 Ant Huabei......

(End of chapter)