"What?" A bad news, Mu Feng said it with a smile on his face, but at this time, how could the woman still notice this, she had been brought by Mu Feng and was on the spot.

But soon, the woman reacted, regardless of Mu Feng, a stranger, and ran to the entrance of the village, seeing her such a big reaction, Mu Feng just shook his head lightly, and said: "I didn't expect that killing a person turned out to be someone's newlywed husband, and I don't know if it's right or wrong!" said so, but in his heart he didn't take it seriously at all, even if he never took it once, the result remained the same.

No one answered Mu Feng's whisper, but this did not affect Luo Feng's mood, and he continued to eat the sumptuous wedding banquet in front of him.

But Mu Feng forgot that in the room next to him, there was another person, a bride, who was by the window, covering the cherry blossom mouth with his hands, and looking at Mu Feng outside in horror.

After Mu Feng entered the village, he never used his divine sense, because he knew that in this village, he would not be in danger, but he didn't know that his low voice to himself was actually heard.

The woman in the house didn't dare to make a sound because she was afraid, and Mu Feng didn't look at the room all the time, just sat there quietly, drinking and tasting herself, which can be described as leisurely.

Gradually, the food was already cold, and the villagers also returned one after another, when they saw Mu Feng still sitting there motionless, they all looked at him in surprise, and the village chief came to him and said in a deep voice: "Who are you?"

Mu Feng got up and smiled slightly: "I was passing by!"

"As soon as you came here, the news of the death of the young city lord came, you must have something to do with this matter?"

However, Mu Feng smiled bitterly and said, "Village Chief, do you think I can kill people like this?"

Mu Feng didn't have the slightest breath now, and there was also a Yuan Mang needle in his body, making his face look like he was sick, and what kind of person was Zhu Guangzhi, that was a monk, how could he be killed by a mortal!

The village chief looked at him, and his eyes were hesitant, but in the end he said firmly: "Whether you are or not, you have to wait for the people in Beihuangcheng to see it, and then you can be sure!"

At present, Mu Feng is the biggest suspect, and the young city lord of North Huangcheng died at the entrance of his own village, and after North Huangcheng knows, he will not be able to escape the blame, and only by pushing out Mu Feng, a stranger, can he transfer the blame.

"And what do you mean?"

"You just stay in the village first, and I won't imprison you, but don't even think about escaping!"

"Okay then! In order to prove my innocence, I will honestly wait for someone from Beihuangcheng to come!" Mu Feng agreed very simply, he originally wanted to settle down here, so it was exactly what he wanted.

Seeing that Mu Feng agreed, the village chief nodded with satisfaction, then looked at the villagers again, and said loudly: "When someone from Beihuangcheng comes, we just need to report what we see with our own eyes and tell the truth!"

After some explanation, the villagers left one after another in the discussion, and the village chief said to Yang Laoqi: "Do you have any vacant houses in your family, let him live for a few days!"

"There's also a utility room, it's a bit messy inside, I'm afraid it's ......"

Mu Feng said indifferently: "It's okay, just have a place to shelter from the wind and rain!"

The village chief spoke, it was still more countable, saying that Mu Feng was not imprisoned, and there was no one to watch, and after the village chief left, Yang Laoqi took Mu Feng to a broken grass house behind the hall, pushed open the door, and the dust and smoke overflowed, and rushed straight to Mu Feng and the others.

When Mu Feng saw the situation in the house, he also smiled bitterly, the utility room really lived up to its name, except for the messy sundries, there was nothing, let alone the bed.

Yang Laoqi is not bad, the couple's house in Liangjiang has been cleaned up, although it is still messy, but it can barely live in people, but there is still no bed, just a bunk, so far, Mu Feng's temporary residence has also been completed.

After the couple left, Mu Feng was in the house, lying down quietly, he still had the Yuanmang needle in his body, and he couldn't absorb a little spiritual energy, so now he can't cultivate, he can only wait quietly.

At this time, Mu Feng can be said to be the most relaxing moment since cultivation, there is no need to work hard for cultivation, and you can be a mortal with peace of mind, although this is only temporary.

"Little brother, it's time to come out for dinner!" Mu Feng, who was sleeping, was awakened by a knock on the door, and when he saw the sky outside, he not only laughed: "I really became a mortal!" but then responded: "Come on!"

Dinner is very simple, however, Mu Feng doesn't mind, it can be said that he is not picky, he eats with relish and smiles constantly.

Until this time, Mu Feng finally saw the bride during the day, even if he took care of Mu Xue's stunning beauty, he couldn't help but light up, of course the woman did not have Mu Xue's beauty, but it was not much different from Han Ling, less Han Ling's heroism, more weakness, which made people have an urge to protect her.

What's more, in this small village, there can be such a woman, no wonder Zhu Guangzhi will marry in person.

Mu Feng's gaze was immediately closed, no matter how beautiful a woman was, she couldn't replace Mu Xue's position in her heart, and no one could replace her.

And the woman who has been eating with her head down, but a trace of anxiety flashed in her eyes from time to time, as if she saw something terrible and didn't dare to say it, fortunately no one saw it, if Mu Feng knew what she was thinking, I don't know what she would think.

The dinner ended strangely in the conversation between Yang Laoqi and Mu Feng, and in the woman's anxiety.

The night was silent, and the events of the day made it difficult for some people to sleep, but these had nothing to do with Mu Feng, and he never took it to heart, he was just a gentleman, and it was not the first time he had killed him, and the identities of those people were not comparable to Zhu Guangzhi.

A night in the quiet sleep of the wind, unconsciously passed, it is rare to have such a free day, then let go of all the shackles, enjoy this time.

In the early morning, the rising sun in the east had just begun to show a little grandeur, when they were awakened by an explosion, and the villagers walked out of their houses one after another.

"Are you here?" Mu Feng had already woken up, felt the situation outside, sneered secretly, and then walked out of the room.

"Yang Guangfu, the head of Xiaoyang Village, meet the city lord!" The disheveled village chief hurriedly knelt on the ground and bowed down to worship.

A group of more than a dozen people suspended in the air, led by a middle-aged man in brocade, looked at the villagers below and said coldly: "Yang Guangfu, how did my son die?"

"The villain doesn't know!" As soon as Yang Guangfu's words fell, he felt a sharp pain in his chest, spit blood in his mouth on the spot, and fell to the ground in horror.

"Don't you know?" My son came to greet his relatives, but died outside your village inexplicably, you dare to say that you don't know!" If he hadn't wanted to ask about the cause of his son's death, Zhu Lin would have razed this village to the ground long ago.

Yang Guangfu didn't dare to wipe the blood on his face, he kowtowed again and again, and said in fear: "The city lord is clear, the villain really doesn't know!"

The voice suddenly changed, and he said: "City Lord, a stranger came to my village yesterday, and I asked the City Lord to ask" Yang Guangfu felt that it was better to divert the City Lord's anger.

"What about people?"

"I am!" Mu Feng walked forward slowly, his face was not the slightest different, and he was extremely calm.

Looking at Mu Feng who walked out slowly, Zhu Lin first glanced at him in surprise, in this case, how could he be so indifferent, but when he saw that Mu Feng did not have the slightest momentum, his heart was inexplicably relieved, and he said coldly: "Who are you?"

"Mu Feng!" Anyway, no one knew him here, so he simply reported his real name.

"What happened outside the village yesterday, you must know it!"

"Know!" As soon as the words came out, everyone's eyes were immediately attracted, and Yang Guangfu, who was kneeling on the ground, secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and someone finally took the blame.

"Hmm!" Zhu Lin's face turned cold, and a trace of murderous intent involuntarily overflowed from his body.

Seeing Zhu Lin's appearance, Mu Feng pretended to be panicked and said: "City Lord, don't misunderstand, when I passed by that road yesterday, I saw from a distance that a man and a woman were constantly attacking a person, and the person who was beaten was surrounded by a layer of golden light outside his body, even if he was attacked, he was always alive, but in the end, that layer of golden light suddenly disappeared, and as a result, that person died!"

Hearing this, the killing intent on Zhu Lin's body did not disappear, but became thicker, and he said coldly: "What about the two of them?"

"Fly away!"

"Hmph! What I'm saying is the truth, it's up to you to believe it or not!" Mu Feng sneered secretly.

Zhu Lin did show a trace of hesitation in his eyes, glanced at Mu Feng deeply, and said, "Then do you remember the appearance of those two?"

Mu Feng nodded: "Remember!"

"Well, you draw their faces, and there will be no business for you here!"

At Zhu Lin's signal, a person behind him landed in front of Mu Feng, took out the paper and handed it to him, Mu Feng did not hesitate to take it, and painted it on the spot, fortunately, when Mu Feng was in Luofu, he also had a little involvement in the art of Danqing, so that he could draw Han Li's brothers and sisters vividly.

"Since you are training, then I will help you and find some opponents for you!" If the Han Li brothers and sisters knew that it was Mu Feng who betrayed them, I don't know how they would feel!

After the painting was finished, Zhu Lin directly took the portrait into his hand, and after reading it, he immediately put it away, waved his hand at Mu Feng, and said, "There's nothing for you here!"

Then he swept his gaze over the villagers one by one, and finally stopped at Qingqing, and said coldly: "You are yesterday's bride!"

Qingqing took a few steps back in horror, lowered her head and said, "Yes!"

Zhu Lin fell, walked slowly to Qingqing, and said: "No wonder my son will fall in love with you, I really feel sorry for me, it's just ......" said, his voice was cold: "My son died for you, then you shouldn't live anymore, you should be buried for my son!"

Qingqing's face turned pale in an instant, and he retreated again and again with horror on his face, and at this time, Yang Laoqi and his wife hurriedly came to Zhu Lin, knelt in front of him, begged again and again, and tears gathered together.

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