The cold wind blew hard.

Zhuo Mufeng, who was walking on the road, felt even colder.

Some shops along the street opened early, and vendors even set up sheds, wore faint lanterns, prepared flour, stuffing, etc.

A new day has begun.

But no one knew that on such a seemingly ordinary morning, Zhuo Mufeng made a decision because of a woman. This decision changed the general trend of the world in the future.

Zhuo Mufeng is definitely not a fantasy faction. For the three-year agreement, he began to conceive the next action in his mind, how to achieve the goal step by step. The task is arduous, and time is not waiting for him, and he has to do his best.

A carriage kicked and stomped, slowly drove past the bluestone roadside, and suddenly stopped in front of Zhuo Mufeng. Zhuo Mufeng still didn't realize it until a sound rang out.

"Young Master Zhuo, what a coincidence!" A cold and beautiful face appeared in the carriage. Who was it Feng Wu?

This woman has not appeared again since she visited Songyayuan that day, so Zhuo Mufeng was a little surprised and looked up and said, "Why are you?"

He was still resentful of the other party's "fraudulent accusation", so his tone was not particularly friendly.

Feng Wu smiled unconsciously. These days, she did not go to Song Yayuan rashly. She was worried that her behavior that day would be suspicious, so she wanted to deliberately slow down.

God knows how urgent she was to wait. After discussing with Aunt Lei, she arranged Qing Shaliu's spy in the imperial city in several neighborhood blocks. Even she and Aunt Lei were responsible for each place.

It’s a pity that although Zhuo Mufeng was injured, he was still agile in his actions, and he did not dare to concentrate his eyes, so he was never discovered.

Until this morning, because he no longer had to go to the house and no longer deliberately concealed his movements, Feng Wu, who received the news, rushed over immediately.

Feng Wu smiled and said, "Young Master Zhuo, this place is still a distance from Songya Garden. Why not come up, little girl will take you for a ride."

Zhuo Mufeng was in a bad mood and said coldly: "I'm afraid that it will be a disadvantage for Fengwu, everyone."

Feng Wu didn't want such a good opportunity to slip away, so she hurriedly said, "Young Master Zhuo is not afraid of being slanted, and you are not afraid of a little girl. What are you afraid of? Could it be that Mr. Zhuo has any intentions for the little girl?"

Is this woman sick?

Zhuo Mufeng sneered coldly, looked at Feng Wu's face, and saw the woman's face jokingly, and seemed to have a bit of provocation in her eyes, which was completely different from the impression she usually gave.

Zhuo Mufeng felt more and more strange. He was not so narcissistic that he thought that all women in the world would fall in love with him.

In fact, he sometimes even felt that Su Zhilan's love for him came too quickly and was too inexplicable, which made him feel uneasy, but he was always suppressed by him.

Now that Feng Wu is coming up again, it is hard for Zhuo Mufeng to doubt it.

He did not sense the fluctuations from Feng Wu, and believed that the other party did not understand martial arts. He thought to himself that since you insisted on humiliating yourself, then I want to see what you are selling.

Zhuo Mufeng smiled and said, "Fengwu, everyone invites you warmly, okay, I will give you this face." This seemed to be very proud of him.

Feng Wu gritted her teeth secretly, but she didn't show any signs on her face, and she kept smiling. Without waiting for her to greet her, Zhuo Mufeng had already opened the car door, got into the car, and quickly closed it.

The carriage was not big, and Zhuo Mufeng and Feng Wu were both slender than ordinary people, which caused the space to suddenly squeeze. The man's strong breath rushed in, making Feng Wu's pretty face slightly red.

She leaned to the other side of the brocade bed to make room for Zhuo Mufeng.

Zhuo Mufeng was not polite either. He sat down directly with a big golden sword, then closed his eyes, looking calm, as if he treated the carriage as his territory.

This made Feng Wu very angry. He thought that if it weren't for the Demon Seal, he would have to make you look good on the spot!

etc.

Feng Wu was suddenly shocked by her thoughts.

It was not that she and Aunt Lei had thought of kidnapping Zhuo Mufeng, but there was a sense between the super masters. They were worried about Le Qian, and Aunt Lei did not dare to approach Song Yayuan, so they could only send others to monitor him.

Slowly drawing it is a last resort.

Now that this guy is in front of him and is seriously injured again, isn’t it a God-given opportunity?

The more Feng Wu thought about it, the more she felt it was. Her eyes kept flashing, and her delicate body trembled due to excitement. Zhuo Mufeng's sensitivity was so sharp. He suddenly opened his eyes and stared at her and frowned, "What's wrong with you?"

Feng Wu was startled and quickly calmed herself down, and said in a hurry: "Little woman, the little woman hasn't been so close to a man, so she is not used to it."

Are you sick!

He took the initiative to get in the car, but now he said he was not used to it? What the hell is this woman doing? Zhuo Mufeng looked Feng Wu up and down, and Feng Wu became a little nervous, afraid of showing his flaws.

This woman is worthy of being the saint of Qingshaliu. When her heart moved, she suddenly let out a soft cry, her face full of panic, and she fell forward.

Zhuo Mufeng was caught off guard by her and subconsciously reached out to help her.

As the two of them touched each other, Feng Wu's eyes were bright, and she burst into an extremely terrifying momentum, and the entire car space was frozen.

Zhuo Mufeng was shocked. The Daoxin Demonic Art did not detect the other party's reality, which made him subconsciously relax his vigilance. After all, even Le Qian could not hide in front of him, so he never thought that he would be deceived by a woman.

All kinds of thoughts passed by, but Zhuo Mufeng wanted to respond too late.

Feng Wu himself has the strength at the Star List level, and there is almost no distance between the two sides. After a sudden attack, Feng Wu made a move like lightning, blocking Zhuo Mufeng's acupoints, causing him to stagnate on the spot, and he still kept reaching out.

The successful capture of Zhuo Mufeng made Feng Wu ecstatic and her pretty face dissolved like a glacier, but Zhuo Mufeng had no intention of appreciating, only boundless anger and shock.

"The surname is Zhuo. When you go back, the little woman will untie your acupoints and let you say enough. Now, let me lie on the ground obediently!"

Thinking of Zhuo Mufeng's arrogance and rudeness before, Feng Wu felt relieved and kicked Zhuo Mufeng over into the car with one kick, then stepped on his chest, and did not forget to pedal hard, completely treating it as a foot pad.

Seeing Zhuo Mufeng's angry expression, Feng Wu was in a good mood and shouted to the coachman outside: "Go home."

...

The Chen Family Store is located in a corner of the east side of the imperial city, which is a time-honored shop in the city. In the dim morning, a carriage quietly stopped at the back door of the shop and drove away after a while.

But no one knew that there was no one in the carriage.

It turned out that there was a secret lattice at the bottom of the carriage that could be passed by, and the stone slab opposite to it could be pried open at the stop. With the help of the gauze curtains on all sides of the carriage, Feng Wu took Zhuo Mufeng and entered the shop without knowing it.

This is one of the secret strongholds of Qingshaliu.

Zhuo Mufeng suddenly knew that he had entered the thief's nest, and this Feng Wu was definitely not as simple as it seemed. He was thinking about the other party's purpose and way to escape.

In a moment, he found himself dragged by Feng Wu into an underground stone chamber with torches. As Feng Wu swung his hand, Zhuo Daren rolled on the ground in a mess.

Then he saw a man who should never have appeared here, an old woman in black with a cane.

The reason why I was impressed was that this old woman was a super expert who once fought with Dongfang Changsheng, the eldest elder of the Eastern Family in Wanhua Tomb, and one of the three common peoples of the Demon Sect!

Since Aunt Lei appears here, it is obvious that Feng Wu should be the one from Qingshaliu.

Zhuo Mufeng was shocked. The other party didn't even hide this secret, which meant that he had no intention of letting him go back. What's more, there was a super expert in charge, and the probability of his success in escaping was infinitely reduced.

When the coldness passed by, Feng Wu had already opened Zhuo Mufeng's mute hole with a smile and said condescendingly: "If you are surnamed Zhuo, you can start scolding."

Knowing the reason why a hero does not suffer the loss in front of him, Zhuo Mufeng smiled and said, "Where are Feng Wu, everyone is right? I have always been wiser. If you have anything to do, you need to do it next. Even if you give me the order, I will never say anything next."

Feng Wu sarcastically said: "Now I know how to bow my head. Where did the arrogance go before? Aren't you very capable? Keep going..."

This woman had accumulated a lot of fire, especially in her opinion, if it weren't for Zhuo Mufeng, she wouldn't have misunderstood by Le Qian and others. Everything was Zhuo Mufeng's fault. She kicked Zhuo Mufeng one kick after another, kicking him around like a sandbag.

Poor Master Zhuo fell into Pingyang, and was quickly kicked to the point of bruising and swollen face, but he could only grit his teeth and hold his breath. Aunt Lei, who was on the side, narrowed his eyes half-squinted and never spoke.

After venting enough, Feng Wu stepped on Zhuo Mufeng again and said in an extremely cold tone: "You don't have many opportunities. If you want to survive, please cooperate well."

Zhuo Mufeng didn't want to die, so he immediately suppressed his anger and begged for mercy, "I know everything and say everything."

Feng Wu laughed: "Have you ever been to Wanhua Tomb?"

You can tell this matter at random. Zhuo Mufeng immediately understood that the other party was deliberately trying and hurriedly said: "I have been there."

"Have you ever been to the Wanhua Maze?"

“Have been.”

"Have you ever seen Yin Clawed Old Man?"

When asked this, let alone Feng Wu, even Aunt Lei, who had been watching from the wall, suddenly shot at Zhuo Mufeng, which suddenly increased its pressure.

Zhuo Mufeng didn't know what Yin Clawed Old Man? He had met many people in Wanhua Maze, but he had no idea of ​​his identity at all.

But this guy knew very well that this question must be crucial, so he said, "There are many masters in the maze, and I really don't know which Yin Claw Old Man is."

Feng Wu and Aunt Lei looked at each other, which coincided with the confession of Yin Claw Old Man. Feng Wu squatted down and stared at Zhuo Mufeng: "I'll ask you again, have you obtained the Demon Seal?"

She did not let go of any expression on Zhuo Mufeng's face. The same was true for Aunt Lei. She was shrouded in the air, and even if Zhuo Mufeng's heartbeat was a little abnormal, she could be felt.

Amid the tension between the two, Zhuo Mufeng wondered: "What is the Demon Seal?"

Feng Wu grabbed his clothes and said angrily: "If you are surnamed Zhuo, don't give this saint dress to me. If you know the appearance, you will be better than death!"

Zhuo Mufeng sneered secretly, thinking that judging from your attitude, it would be a dead end to hand over. It would be better to live without a single life than to die. At the same time, he was very curious about what the Demon Seal was, which made people like Aunt Lei pay so much attention to.
Chapter completed!