The rooms are covered with a scarlet carpet, all the furniture is made of the most expensive wood of the day, and the Duobao Pavilion is lined with priceless antiques on the wall.

This private room is exclusive to one person.

From the layout to the furnishings, there is a strong fragrance of books, highlighting the owner's taste.

On the huge dining table, there were only a few delicate side dishes, and it seemed that this person was pouring himself a drink.

When the black young man saw Lin Feng coming in, he got up and smiled and stepped forward.

"Fortunately." He said, "My surname is Mo, and I am the boss here, you can call me Boss Mo directly." ”

Lin Feng frowned slightly, fortunately, polite words? But he didn't feel like it, and an inexplicable sense of familiarity arose.

Boss Mo asked the banquet to be replaced, and it didn't take long for a table of sumptuous delicacies to be put on the table, and the private room was full of the aroma of food.

Lin Feng paid attention to his every move, and also deliberately sacrificed his divine sense to sense his strength. It's strange, from this person, he can't feel the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power.

"So powerful? Unfathomable and untouchable? Lin Feng said secretly.

"Come and taste the wine I brewed, Mo has no other strengths, but he has a lot of experience in winemaking." Boss Mo filled Lin Feng and the others with wine one by one.

This person has a dusty temperament, which makes people can't help but feel close. Those bright eyes, shining with wisdom, are extremely perceptive.

"Good wine." Lin Feng took a sip, sweet and sour, slightly bitter, and had a long aftertaste.

It was a wine he had never tasted before.

Boss Mo smiled, and his fair and handsome face made women embarrassed. His fingers are more slender, and his nails are short and neat.

He stared at Xu Daniu, Kanke and the other three, and said, "Actually, I have heard about today's events, this little brother, dare to ask you where is the fairy town?" ”

"Benlei City Xujiazhuang, Xu Jingde is my father." Xu Daniu replied in a rough voice.

"Well, I know Master Xu." Boss Mo said, "As far as I know, his wife passed away eighteen years ago, dare to ask which lady Ling Tang is?" ”

Xu Daniu was stunned for a moment: "I, I died in childbirth as soon as I was born." As for which room she is, my father didn't tell me. ”

Boss Mo groaned for a moment, and his fingers tapped the table rhythmically: "This time, when Brother Xu goes home, you can ask Ling Zun about it." You tell him that there are some things sooner rather than later. ”

Xu Daniu was extremely uneasy and responded. Lin Feng listened and observed silently.

Boss Mo has an ethereal atmosphere, exuding a unique charm between talking and laughing.

After chatting with Xu Daniu for a short time, Boss Mo's attention was focused on Lin Feng.

It was the first time they had met, but they hit it off at first sight and drank and chatted freely. During the banquet, Boss Mo gave him a jade box.

"I hit Brother Lin at first sight, and I didn't have a gift that I could give, please smile at this thing."

Lin Feng looked at his sunny smile and couldn't refuse.

"So, thank you." Lin Feng said.

"This one, but this is the list of participants this time, with your current strength, it should only be a threat to you in the first three pages." Boss Mo took out an envelope from his sleeve pocket and handed it to him, paused, and said, "I think this judgment may be too conservative." ”

He glanced at Lin Feng, his eyes full of some kind of expectation.

"I can't see that Boss Mo is actually from Baixiao Pavilion." Lin Feng said unexpectedly.

"Haha, you see through it! Actually, these things were all handed over to you by Yu Lao. Boss Mo was stunned for a moment and laughed.

In Lin Feng's mind, the hunchbacked old man and the unruly young man flashed in an instant.

This meal is worth a thousand gold, and people eat happily naturally. Only Xu Da Niu, sullen, vented his anger at a fire-maned pig's trotter.

When parting, Boss Mo sent them to the door of the restaurant and agreed with Lin Feng to meet again next time.

"I hope that the next time we meet, you can surprise me." He winks playfully, and his smile is clean and relatable.

"I hope so." Lin Feng smiled faintly.

A man walked out of the restaurant with a cloak in hand. This man has a beard, is of medium height, has a square face and a broad forehead, his eyes are bright, and his feet are not dusty when he walks.

"Master, be careful about the cold." The man said in a low voice, he helped Boss Mo put it on.

Lin Feng's divine sense subconsciously spread out to sense, but it seemed to be burned by fire, and it was instantly withdrawn. He was shocked, this person's strength was not inferior to Su Fang. And looking at his attitude towards Boss Mo, he was respectful and even a little humble.

For the whole day after that, Lin Feng was wondering in his heart about this Boss Mo who suddenly appeared, what was his origin?

Lin Feng spent the whole afternoon discussing cultivation problems with his partners, focusing on the Wind Technique.

It is very interesting that the same martial art has completely different effects on several people.

Xu Daniu found that not only did his speed increase, but his strength also increased. It's a mouthful, but it's something to be happy about. It's just that the latter has improved very slowly.

Xiao San's speed has simply increased, and the increase rate is the fastest among all of them, but it is limited by the realm of strength, and it is not as fast as Lin Feng for the time being.

Sun Xiaohong is fast at the speed of arrows, and even does five shots with one bow.

But now everyone has encountered bottlenecks, and Lin Feng has pointed them out one by one, and their understandings are different.

In the process of pointing, Lin Feng himself had an unexpected gain, and he had a more understanding of the Wind Technique.

As the sun set, Lin Feng returned to his room, closed the door, and began to study today's harvest.

Seven Xuanyun Light Armor, there is nothing to study here, a good treasure armor. Defense, counterattack, both, Lin Feng used his spiritual power to forcefully erase the original mark and inject his own spiritual power, and this Yunguang Jia was surnamed Lin.

At the stitching on the shoulder of the armor, there is a line of hidden embroidery handwriting. Its font is juanxiu, which is a 'Yao' character.

Its design is novel, well-made, and of high quality. Looking at the gems embellished on it, as well as the runes engraved on the seal, the value of this treasure armor is conservatively estimated to be about five or six hundred thousand.

Losing this treasure, Yuan Wenqing is estimated to go crazy.

Opening the jade box again, Lin Feng's eyes instantly straightened.

……

Cheng.

The golden sunset struggled to climb over the tall walls and spread over a huge mansion that was imposing and domineering.

The wall is several zhang high, the Zhumen is a heavy building, the jade jade carved railing, here is the famous Yuan family mansion. There are no other buildings within a radius of twenty miles.

In a quaint hall, Yuan Wenqing stood at the bottom of the hall with an aggrieved face, bowing his head to listen to the lesson.

The one who taught him a lesson was actually a teenager who was not much different from him.

The young man has sword eyebrows and starry eyes, wheat-colored skin, and is dressed in a red robe. He looks thin, but exudes an oppressive aura.

Yuan Wenzhi, the first day of the Yuan family in Jinyang City, the son of the head of the family Yuan Chongshan. At the age of sixteen, his strength has broken through to the realm of martial artists.

Now his father is focusing on cultivating his ability to take charge, and he will handle some small things.

He sat on a high place and stared at Yuan Wenqing coldly.

In terms of age, Yuan Wenqing is still his brother, but in front of him, he is like a mouse seeing a cat.

The arrogance of the previous disciples of the inner sect of the Zixiao Sect was all gone.

"Since you are defeated, you can go to the cold building and think about it for half a year. This matter is left to Wener to deal with. Yuan Wenzhi said coldly.

Yuan Wenqing shuddered for a moment, although he was unwilling in his heart, he could only bow his head: "Yes!" Wen Qing received the order. But the Seven Xuanyun Light Armor ......"

"Don't worry, how he took it, he has to get it back." Yuan Wenzhi.

A deep voice echoed through the empty hall, bringing a chill.

(End of chapter)