Chapter 174 The Difficulty of Broken Heart Valley

It is only a few dozen miles away from Broken Heart Valley, and there is a city called Nanjun.

Nanjun is the last city that is separated from Haicheng, and Nanling Kingdom belongs to Nanling Kingdom, it is very rich because it is a business fortress between Nanling Kingdom and Haicheng.

Merchants who come from various countries in the mainland and trade with Haicheng temporarily choose this place as their place to settle down. Therefore, after sunset in Nanjun City, there are still many lights in the sky, not weak during the day.

The most popular inn in Nanjun City, Yuelai Inn, is full of rooms at this time.

After the front desk where Yuelai Inn was coming and going, there was a quiet back door, and a black figure flashed through the back door.

The figure fluctuated its spiritual power. In a blink of an eye, it appeared on the third floor of Yuelai Inn, in front of Room No. 2, and raised his hand to knock on the wooden door.

The door opened and the black shadow flashed in.

As soon as he entered the door, the black shadow reached out and pulled down the cape and hat, which was inconspicuous, with white face and long beard. The most eyebrow is that there were no eyebrows above the person's eyebrows.

"The deputy leader of the Broken Heart Valley, Immortal Wumei, is here, but what Mr. Ji asked yesterday has made progress?"

There were two people sitting in the room at this time, and they were the old man Ji and the Feisou.

The one who spoke at this time was the young and energetic Scarlet, who was still unable to hold back his anger.

Ling Wumei waved his right hand, and a spiritual immortal power instantly set up a barrier, separating the entire Tianzi No. 2 room from the outside world.

Seeing this, Fei Nu's face changed. He thought Ling Wumei wanted to attack the two of them, so he drank it on the spot.

"Ling Wumei, what do you want to do?"

"The envoy misunderstood. Wumei came here this time, not to be disrespectful to the two envoys, but to have important things to talk to Mr. Ji."

Old Ji behind the hat didn't know his expression, but just reached out to stop Fei Nu and asked him to retreat. Although Fei Nu was dissatisfied, he did not dare to be arrogant. He retreated obediently behind the gay man and stared at Ling Wumei, as if he would rush up as long as Ling Wumei dared to be disrespectful.

On the contrary, Old Ji, who was still as moving as a mountain, reached out to ask Ling Wumei to sit down.

"Immortal, please sit down."

Seeing this, Ling Wumei sat down with a smile.

It seems that he is right to come this time today!

Next to Room 2 of Tianzi, in Room 1 of Tianzi, Cang Zuo Zhenghou was replenishing tea for Qin Mufeng.

Qin Mufeng held a book in his hand and watched quietly. He reached out with his other hand and pinched the teacup and handed it to his mouth.

Suddenly, Qin Mufeng raised his eyebrows and looked at a certain direction in the room, and that direction was the wall between Room 1 and Room 2 of Tianzi.

"Master, what's wrong?"

Cang Zuo, who thought his tea temperature was not suitable enough, almost knelt down directly when he saw this.

Qin Mufeng looked at the tea in his hand, continued to move, took a sip, and then put it down.

Seeing this, Cangzuo's heart was put back into his stomach as the teacup fell.

"Where did Mu Yunwen go?"

"Reply to my master. After dinner, Miss Aqing said she wanted to go for a walk, so Mr. Xiaomu accompanied Miss Aqing. Looking at Shichen, it was time to come back." Cang looked at the night outside through the window.

"kindness."

Qin Mufeng didn't say anything, lowered his eyelids and looked at the book in his hand, but for some reason, his brows frowned slightly.

Cangzuo was even more shocked and could only hold the tea kettle in his hand carefully, not daring to come out.

Master, isn’t this unhappy that Miss Aqing and Mr. Xiaomu went out alone?

In Room No. 2, separated by a wall, Ling Wumei and Ji Lao also entered the topic.

"Old Ji, please see."

Ling Wumei took out the scroll with colorful stones drawn.

Looking at the scroll again, it was clearly the one that Mr. Ji went to the Broken Heart Valley last night and gave Shen Mingfeng.

"The immortal is really capable, and this scroll actually fell into your hands. I just don't know whether this scroll has something to do with the immortal's purpose."

Mr. Ji's voice was as steady as ever.

"Of course it's related." Ling Wumei pointed at the scroll. "This scroll was Shen Mingfeng, which was given to his disciples by our gang leader, and then flowed from his disciples into my hands. I guess Shen Mingfeng doesn't even know about this."

"That's what I want to congratulate Immortal for having great power."

"Old Ji is serious. This matter has nothing to do with whether Wumei has the right to do it, but it only concerns Shen Mingfeng's attitude."

Mr. Ji was silent, as if he couldn't understand.

"Old Ji. Please forgive Wumei for saying this. If Shen Mingfeng can be so concerned about this matter, this scroll will not fall into my Ling Wumei."

Old Ji didn't say anything, but just reached out to slowly tidy up his clothes.

"Immortal Wumei, if you have something to say, you might as well say it."

"Old Ji, Xuecheng helped a lot at the beginning of the first time in the Snow City Valley, and everyone in the Snow City Valley was in love with it. However, as the leader of the gang, Shen Mingfeng was also the one who received the most favors from Xuecheng. Not only did he disrespect the two envoys, but he also obeyed the orders of Xuecheng. If the leader of the Snow City Valley had someone else, he would not have fallen to such a level."

"You know a lot."

The unembroidered immortal could not penetrate the black veil in front of Mr. Ji at all, and could only guess Mr. Ji's psychology based on his aura.

Ling Wumei only knew about the story between Snow City and Broken Heart Valley, the name of Ji Lao, and even the destination of Ji Lao.

Shen Mingfeng was guarding him for many years, so it was naturally impossible to tell him such an important thing. Moreover, his left arm is now broken and it is already difficult to recover from his peak. Shen Mingfeng has long stopped taking him seriously.

The news naturally came from his obedient and coaxing female disciple, Feng Qingqing.

And the news about how Feng Qingqing came, it doesn’t matter.

"Immortal, if you only have this thing today, I am afraid that I can only serve tea and see the guests."

Shen Mingfeng's eyes lit up.

Mr. Ji's words clearly meant to negotiate terms with him.

Sure enough, Mr. Ji had long been dissatisfied with Shen Mingfeng as he had long thought. Then, he would give Xuecheng enough conditions in exchange for what he wanted.

"Of course it's not just that." Ling Wumei put his finger on the portrait of the colorful stone again. "Wumei's purpose is to come back to this colorful stone."

"Oh?" Mr. Ji was surprised.

"Wumei knows where this colorful stone is."

When the Fei Nu heard this, he looked surprised and looked straight at Ling Wumei. Although Old Ji was blocked by a veil in front of him, his eyes were still looking at Ling Wumei as if it were real.

"Immortal, do you know what the consequences will be if you joke with me?"

"Wumei dares not."

Mr. Ji was silent.

Ling Wumei struck while the iron was hot.

"Six years ago, I was ordered by Shen Mingfeng to pursue an eight-year-old girl. My left hand was lost at that time. If I remember correctly, that girl should be named Fengqing."

"Click"

In Room No. 1, Qin Mufeng was holding a teacup and putting it into his mouth. Suddenly, the teacup was broken and hot tea splattered everywhere.

In an instant, the hand, which was as white as mutton fat, was burned red.

Seeing this change, Cang Zuo, who had been holding a teapot, finally couldn't resist the pressure emitted from Qin Mufeng's body, and knelt down with a plop!

Qin Xiaoqi was scared to death and Xiao Cang left!!!!

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