An Xuetang completely ignored Ning'er's advice because she realized that something might have happened to Fu'er and Dazi.

Otherwise, it would be unreasonable that Da Zi would not be able to find Feng Ming after spending nearly an hour.

When she thought of this, An Xuetang was very anxious. Under such circumstances, she couldn't stay here and wait.

However, before she ran out of the yard, Yun Liu was already blocking the door of Jingtangyuan. Seeing her come out, Yun Liu seemed to have expected it. He raised his hand now, "Princess, the princess told you not to let you go out at this moment."

An Xuetang had no expression on his face, "Yun Liu, get out of here."

"Princess, please don't make your subordinates embarrassed. The prince has his reason for this explanation."

"Then tell me where A Jing has gone? How is he going to find it? You have searched with Yun Si before but haven't found it. Is there any special way for A Jing?"

Yun Liu nodded, "The prince knows some secret organizations in the city. I think he has gone to ask those people for help. I hope you, Princess, will calm down first. With the prince here, he will definitely find Mr. Feng."

An Xuetang was silent. She pursed her lips and thought for a moment, then suddenly looked up at Yun Liu, "Do you have a map of the capital in your hand?"

She suddenly changed the topic. Yun Liu couldn't react for a moment and was stunned before answering, "Yes, there is an overview of the city in the mansion. Do the princess want to see it?"

An Xuetang nodded expressionlessly and said, "Take me to have a look now."

Ning'er is already standing beside An Xuetang now, and she knows An Xuetang's purpose.

An Xuetang listened to Yun Liu's persuasion, so she wanted to give Mo Yunjing time now, but she was not a person who would wait foolishly. While waiting for Mo Yunjing, she wanted to record the map of the capital.

Once Mo Yunjing's progress is not good, she will definitely go out to find Fengming by herself.

...

Feng Ming on the other side was indeed as Yun Liu guessed. He rode his horse to a remote alley. Yun Si didn't know what happened, and the two met in this alley.

"Master, people have been watching the imperial city. At present, Mr. Feng has not been found around the palace. Instead, our people have been staring at the palace gate. There is no special situation today."

Mo Yunjing nodded calmly and said, "Continue to stare."

"yes."

Mo Yunjing jumped off the horse, and he gave Dahong to Yun Si, and hid himself in the darkness. No one knew where he was going or where he was going.

Mo Yunjing walked around several alleys by himself and finally entered a yard that looked ordinary.

The person behind the door subconsciously drew his sword, and when he saw Mo Yunjing's face clearly, he immediately bowed and bowed, "I have met the King of Northern Xinjiang."

"Where is your Pavilion Master?"

Before the man could speak, the person in the room coughed twice, "Please come in with the King of Northern Xinjiang."

Mo Yunjing locked the room where the sound was heard, and walked in without the need for the person beside him to say anything.

The decorations in the room were very simple. There were two people in the room, one standing respectfully and the other sitting on the bed with a little weak feeling.

As soon as Mo Yunjing came in, the man standing immediately bowed and bowed, and the man sitting on the bed subconsciously wanted to get up and salute Mo Yunjing.

Seeing his physical condition, Mo Yunjing frowned slightly. "Forget it, what's wrong with your physical condition?"

The man on the bed didn't be polite to Mo Yunjing. Since he said 'no', he wouldn't get up and salute. After all, he was not Mo Yunjing's subordinate, so he could just be as good as he was good at some of the etiquette.

Hearing Mo Yunjing care about his body, the man on the bed smiled bitterly, "Thank you for your concern to the King of Northern Xinjiang. I accidentally got ambushed some time ago and was stabbed in the abdomen. The injury has been repeated and has not healed yet."

A stab in the abdomen?

Mo Yunjing's eyes changed slightly, and he stared at him meaningfully, "Who can hurt you?"

You should know that the person on the bed is the young master of Qingyun Pavilion, Feng Ming is the number one master of Lan Kingdom, and he is the number one master of Xuan Kingdom.

Qingyun Pavilion is from the Xuanguo. Qingyun Pavilion is mainly a place for buying and selling information. Their organization goes deep into various countries and collects all kinds of information. As long as the money is given in place, they will definitely find ways to complete the employer's tasks.

At this time, the person sitting on the bed was Han Yun, the young master of Qingyun Pavilion.

Han Yun is very skilled in martial arts and is rated as the number one master of Xuanguo by people in the world. In other words, there are very few people in this world who can kill him.

Now that I heard a stab in the abdomen, it took so long to recover. I think the injury must be very serious. Therefore, the person who could hurt him aroused Mo Yunjing's interest. Mo Yunjing also wanted to know who injured Han Yun like this.

At this moment, Han Yun just smiled and shook his head, "It's just an irrelevant person. If you don't say it, I don't know what the King of Northern Xinjiang suddenly visited?"

Obviously, Han Yun didn't want to tell Mo Yunjing who hurt him.

Since that was the case, Mo Yunjing stopped asking. He now directly expressed his intention, "I want to find someone."

"Hmm? Who?"

"The master of Xuntang Valley, Fengming."

Hearing the name Feng Ming, Han Yun raised his eyebrows, "The King of Northern Xinjiang is actually interested in Master Feng Valley?"

Mo Yunjing did not answer this question, he just asked back, "I wonder if Master Han heard about the White Light Palace controlling Feng Ming?"

Han Yun subconsciously looked up at the person standing by the bed, and the two of them laughed.

After laughing, Han Yun shook his head and said, "Can the King of Northern Xinjiang believe in rumors in the world?"

"Don't believe it."

"That's right. I heard that the White Light Palace had suffered a severe blow a few days ago. With their current abilities, they can't do anything to Master Feng Valley."

Mo Yunjing's deep dark eyes narrowed slightly, "You seem to know what the rumor is going on."

Han Yun didn't intend to hide anything from Mo Yunjing, so he nodded directly, "Of course I know, because the rumor... was spread from our Qingyun Pavilion."

“…”

Mo Yunjing's mouth tightened, and his unique eyes stared at Han Yun, "Purpose."

"Find out the Master of Phoenix Valley."

After Han Yun said something, Zhong Lin, who was beside the bed, took the conversation, "Our Pavilion Master's injury has been delayed for a long time, and it is not a solution to drag it on like this. Everyone in the martial arts world knows that Master Feng Gu is superb, so we want to find Master Feng Gu and let him treat our Pavilion Master."

"A few days ago, we received news that many masters from Xuntang Valley appeared in the capital. We suspect that the Master Feng Valley is also very likely to be here."

"But why did you tell me that it was the people from the White Light Palace who controlled Feng Ming? As far as I know, there is no connection between the White Light Palace and Feng Ming."

Han Yun curled his lips, "It turns out that the news of the King of Northern Xinjiang is so lagging behind. Two days ago, news came from the White Light Palace that if the people from the White Light Palace meet Feng Ming, they will be killed without mercy. Since the White Light Palace has a grudge with the Master of Feng Valley, our Qingyun Pavilion will take advantage of it."
Chapter completed!