"This Wuwen Marquis Mansion is not very good, I will let it end up sooner or later, but now is not the time. I don't know if that Mrs. Zhao is up now? At this moment, she may be drinking morning tea, this slut's morning tea is worth a lot of money."

Standing on the street next to the Hou Mansion of Wuwen, Hong Yi, whose whole body was wrapped in a huge wolf skin cloak, looked at the Hou Mansion with a sneer on his face.

At this time, the mansion of Marquis Wu Wen has been opened, more than thirty or forty neatly dressed long entourage, slaves, and family members are clearing the snow, at the same time, a series of footprints on the ground to the street, solid and powerful, leading to the imperial city, at a glance is the sedan chair sedan chair man on the morning of Hong Xuanji left.

The people who carried the sedan chair for Hong Xuanji were all masters.

In the small gate in the distance of the Hou Mansion, a cart of fresh vegetables, live pigs, live sheep, and cattle that specialize in eating were also brought in.

"Huh, who's that woman?"

Just as Hong Yi was watching, suddenly, a large number of maids and servants came out, and the servants who were clearing the snow also stopped what they were doing, and stood at the base of the wall one by one, bowing and standing.

At the same time, several maids spread a few bright silk horses on the ground.

After the silk was paved, a woman appeared from the gate, this woman had towering temples and picturesque eyebrows, and naturally had a dusty temperament.

The woman stepped on the silk spread on the ground, and entered a green sedan chair, this sedan chair is extremely luxurious jīng beauty, Hong Yi has seen a lot of treasures now, and when he smells it slightly, he knows that it is made of agarwood that is more precious than the golden silk incense nanmu.

"Why does this woman look a bit like Zhao Feirong? is a master? Could it be that she is the sect master of the Great Luo Sect?"

Hong Yi watched the woman walk into the sedan chair, her eyes looked at him as if she was nothing, and she hurriedly dodged, and entered a corner, and at the same time, several violent dodges, walking quickly, had arrived in another alley two or three miles away.

"Hmph, it's not bad, but it's also the cultivation of the grandmaster, what are you doing sneaky? Say, who are you? After saying it, I'll spare your life? Say, why are you peeping into the Wuwen Marquis Mansion?"

Just when Hong Yi flashed and arrived in another alley two or three miles away, a sunny wind suddenly blew in front of him, and this sunny wind condensed into a real human form in front of him, which was really the appearance of the woman who came out of the Hou Mansion just now!

"Who are you?"

Hong Yi looked at the woman who appeared in front of him, his eyes narrowed, and he stared at it deadly, as if a cat had stared at a fish.

If he couldn't see it! The woman in front of him was condensed and formed by a thought! Moreover, this thought actually had the energy of yang and harmony, which showed that the woman in front of him was actually a master of thunder tribulation!

However, this idea is not strong, and it is far inferior to a character like the Peacock King! Hong Yi instantly concluded that although this woman was a master of the Thunder Tribulation, she might also be a person who had just survived a Thunder Tribulation.

"It's really similar to Zhao Feirong, and you came out of the Marquis Mansion of Wuwu, could it really be the sect master of the Great Luo Sect?"

The woman in front of her didn't pay any attention to Hong Yi's thoughts, but said with interest: "You don't need to know about me, it's just the manifestation of a thought in front of me, but it's this thought, and you are still not my opponent." Tell me, why did you go to the Marquis Wu Wen's mansion in the morning to peek? Which force is it? Which force is so willing to let a great master of boxing be a spy?"

"Don't be ashamed! A thought wants to deal with me!"

At this time, Hong Yi had vaguely guessed in his heart that this woman was the sect leader of the Great Luo Sect, and affirmed it in his heart. Immediately, in his heart, there was a surge of hatred, but now is not the time to make a move, and this woman of the sect master of the Daluo Sect has cultivated to a high level, and she can't clean her up in a short time, so it will not be good.

But at this time, Hong Yi will definitely not show weakness, he smiled, made a disdainful sound, waved his hand, and suddenly a soul vortex appeared on the top of this woman's head.

The huge vortex force, with a whoosh, sucked the woman in, clicked, and smashed!

"Extinguish"!

As soon as Hong Yi clasped his hands together, the soul vortex whirled and swirled, turning into a ball of flame and exploding gently, and the whole woman disappeared without a trace, as if it had never appeared.

"I'm cheap for you today!

In the blink of an eye, after Hong Yi eliminated this thought, and then with a wave, his body suddenly disappeared without a trace. However, he first enveloped himself with the Void Illusion, and then used the power of the seven gods to fly away.

At the same time, on the street two or three miles away, the woman sitting on the big sedan chair trembled! The whole sturdy sedan chair creaked.

The woman on the sedan chair, Hong Yi didn't guess wrong! It was the sect leader of the Daluo faction, the woman who was called "Fei'er" by Hong Xuanji!

"Fei'er", the sect master of the Daluo faction, had just gone out today, and with her thorough means, she naturally spotted Hong Yi who was watching the gate of Marquis Wuwen's mansion from a distance.

Hong Yi was wearing a wolfskin cloak and was wrapped all over his body, looking like this, he was indeed a little sneaky.

At a glance, the sect master of the Great Luo Sect saw Hong Yi's martial arts cultivation clearly, so he split up an idea to capture Hong Yi.

With the cultivation of the Thunder Tribulation Master, even a single thought is enough to capture the Great Grandmaster.

But she naturally never imagined that Hong Yi was so powerful, and in one move, he would destroy her thoughts.

"Who is this? In the Jade Capital City, there is such a master!"

Sitting in the green sedan chair, the Da Luo Sect Sect Master's face changed slightly, and she had just missed a move! One of her thoughts was instantly wiped out, and she had already suffered a big loss!

At the moment when Hong Yishi displayed the soul vortex, she also sensed the power of the soul vortex, and sat in the sedan chair, her brows furrowed.

Then, a sneer appeared on her face, and between the flips of her palm, there was a puppet that was more than seven inches high.

This puppet has a whole body of flesh, eyebrows and eyes are very clear, hands and body are fat, rich and elastic, like a newborn baby.

This little baby, after being taken out, moved his hands and feet slightly, and suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Sect Master Da Luo.

In the baby's eyes, it is incomparably clear and pure.

It's weird!

A puppet, actually alive! Like a tiny baby, but with a distinctly wood-like texture on its body!

"Don't move, don't move, I'll give you something to eat!" Seeing the puppet baby open his eyes, the Da Luo Sect Master smiled slightly, and a drop of blood oozed from his finger, dripping into the mouth of the seven-inch baby.

The baby ate the blood as if it were eating nǎi, and then stood up at once.

"Go!"

Sect Master Da Luo pointed at it, and the puppet baby screamed, jumped violently, and disappeared into the air

"This woman who is the sect master of the Great Luo Sect is actually a peerless master who has survived the Thunder Tribulation, how could she appear in the mansion of Marquis Wuwen so magnificently?"

At this time, Hong Yi's soaring has reached the entrance of Zhengyang Street, this wide street, and the small bridge, and the flowing stream next to the road is where many princes and nobles live.

Hong Yi stopped and walked towards Prince Yu's mansion.

At this moment, suddenly, a huge sound of breaking the sky in the sky struck violently, and the power was so fierce that the snow on the ground had already splashed up, and there was a click.

Hong Yi was walking, originally surrounded by thoughts, as soon as he encountered a cold arrow, any attack, the Dao technique would be launched.

This time it broke through the air, and there was no expectation in advance, but as soon as Hong Yi's mind moved, a huge layer of ink crystal eggshells immediately surrounded his body.

This is the Taoist technique of "Shenmu Wrench".

However, just as the black crystal eggshell swelled out, it happened to encounter this strong wind, and then there was a burst of clicking sounds, which really shattered like an egg.

Then, a little baby more than seven inches tall appeared in Hong Yi's eyes.

This baby's body is all wooden, the same as the Peach Sword, but the texture is vivid and delicate.

This baby was holding a small red tassel gun in his hand, which looked like a jīng skillful toy, but Hong Yi's eyes, when he looked into the eyes of this baby, suddenly saw a look that was purer than Wu Wenhui, the great butler of Wu, and the jīng ninja monk.

A seven-inch baby with a toy red tassel gun is ridiculous in anyone's eyes.

However, now the impression in Hong Yi's eyes is that this baby is like a peak martial saint powerhouse who strikes down in the air!

Under the shroud of momentum, Hong Yi's thoughts were a little out of order!

"What is this! Could it be the most mysterious magic weapon of the Peach God Dao, the Split God Puppet! The baby born from the 10,000-year-old lightning strike of the Peach God Tree?"

This baby puppet instantly broke the Shenmu wrench, and the red and silver spear with chopsticks pointed at Hong Yi's eyebrows.

However, at this moment of life and death, a colorful brilliance burst out from the back of Hong Yi's head, turned into a palm, caught the red tassel gun fiercely, and then slapped forward!