Ou Family Small Zhuang.

When Wu Feng came back, a group of people were building fences outside the small building.

Most of the damaged holes have been repaired, but the vendor who set up a stall outside has not come back yet, so I don’t know where they went.

Ouyang stood aside and directed, and saw Wu Feng coming and greeted him.

"Mr. Wu, you are back, and all your three friends are in the room."

"Well, I'm going to go to the guard's house. Can you take me there?"

"Of course," Ouyang said with a smile, "Please, guarding the house is not too far from here, and you will arrive soon."

Komb's mansion was indeed not far away, and the two arrived after walking for more than ten minutes.

The house is very big, only smaller than the road mansion in Huayan Town, but it is in chaos at this time.

From time to time, people can be seen running away with cloth, tables, chairs and other property. They were wearing uniform clothes. It was obvious that the news of Kunbu's death was passed back to Kunfu, and the maids in the mansion were robbed and fled.

"mine!"

"mine!!"

"Believe it or not, I'll kill you!"

"If you have the ability, come!"

When Wu Feng walked into the gate, there were two men dressed in servants fighting for a porcelain bottle.

"Cough cough." Ouyang coughed lightly, immediately alarming the two servants.

When the two servants saw someone coming, their faces changed slightly. They wanted to leave, but they were reluctant to leave the porcelain bottle in their hands.

Seeing that the clothes on them were of pretty good quality, Wu Feng asked:

"Who is the most familiar with Khumbu here?"

One of the servants rolled his eyes and said:

"what you up to?"

At this moment, another servant took the opportunity to pull it out, snatch the entire porcelain bottle into his hand, and ran away.

"grass!"

The servant who answered was immediately angry and glared at Wu Feng and Ouyang fiercely, cursing and chasing him.

"Mr. Wu, I'll go chase them!"

Ouyang rolled up his sleeves and made a gesture to chase after him.

"Need not."

Wu Feng shook his head, a stone flew up from the ground and landed in his hand. His fingertips bounced, and the stone shot like a bullet to the porcelain bottle in the hand of the escaped servant.

The porcelain bottle seemed to explode, and a large number of debris flew around, and amid the explosion, there were also the screams of servants.

The man who escaped with the porcelain bottle was covered in blood. The fragments of the porcelain bottle cut his hands, and several pieces fell on his face and pierced his nose.

However, they are all skin trauma, which looks miserable and bloody, but not serious.

The chasing servant stopped immediately, looked around in surprise, and finally landed his eyes on Wu Feng and Ouyang.

"You will be more miserable than him if you dare to run away."

The servant swallowed and nodded.

"Kumbu has those close friends or relatives, report them to me one by one."

"Yes," the servant showed a flattering smile. "The family of the guardian is not in the town. We have never seen them before, but several of the trusted people live in the town. Zhang Yang, Li Jie, Xiao Yi and others are the most trusted by the guardian. Their home is not far away."

"Kumbu has no relatives in Jinju Town?"

"Yes, in Kunfu, except for the guardians, they are all the servants."

Wu Feng jumped to the roof and looked around. Sure enough, he only saw many maids running away with big bags and small bags. Suddenly, he found that several men who were obviously warriors were constantly chopping a rockery with swords.

"You guys wait first."

Wu Feng said to Ouyang and the two servants, and jumped towards the location where the warriors were.

The heavy sound of landing alarmed several warriors. They had a hint of guilt and panic on their faces, and subconsciously raised the weapons in their hands.

"What's underneath?" Wu Feng asked.

"Who are you?" asked a warrior.

"Kumbu died in my hands."

Several warriors were shocked and looked at each other.

One person said:

"Impossible! Lord Kun is a powerful earth-level man, and he is born with divine power. How could he be beaten to death by you??"

The other person looked at Wu Feng carefully and said:

"Yes, if I had fought with Lord Kun, how could there be no wrinkles on my clothes? I think he is here to pick up the bargain, let's destroy him!"

As the two of them were talking, a dangerous light appeared in the eyes of the remaining people, and they slowly surrounded Wu Feng.

A feeling of irritability rose from Wu Feng's heart.

Since he was forced to strengthen his body, Wu Feng's mood has been very bad. His strength has been strengthened a little, but his life span has been weakened a lot. He has not yet cultivated the Devouring Record of the Devouring of the Devouring of the Devouring of the Spiritual Aura by Lin Feixing. Judging from the star beads' devouring of spiritual energy, it is very likely that even the vitality will be swallowed up.

When Wu Feng thought of this situation, he couldn't help but feel angry. Seeing that several warriors were ungrateful, he suddenly felt a murderous intent.

The warriors did not think that Wu Feng had killed Kunbu, but they did not underestimate Wu Feng and were carefully surrounding him. At this time, they saw Wu Feng suddenly had a fierce look, and his heart suddenly burst out and rushed forward like a reflection.

Wu Feng snorted coldly, his right foot suddenly blew up, and a semicircular depression exploded on the ground, sand and gravel sputtering around like locusts, and the directions of several warriors were even denser.

The sound of puff puff kept ringing, and the tiny sand and gravel kept piercing the fabric on their pants and pierced the flesh and blood.

ah!!!

Several warriors immediately pounced forward, covering their legs and feet with their hands and started crying.

"Now, can you say it?" Wu Feng said coldly.

"Say, I say!" Finally someone reacted and endured the pain and spoke, "This is the secret room where the guardian is. We only know that the secret room is here, but we don't know how to enter, nor where the entrance is, so we want to tear down all the parts on the ground."

After the man finished speaking in one breath, he began to suck in the air again.

"Secret Room?"

Wu Feng passed by several people and walked to the rockery.

The rockery stood firmly on the ground, unlike the entrance to the passage. However, Wu Feng used his spiritual consciousness to explore, but found that there was indeed an underground passage below.

Following the guidance of the spiritual consciousness, Wu Feng crossed the rockery and came to a bench behind him.

This is the entrance to the secret room.

Wu Feng kicked the bench over with one foot, and then lifted a piece of turf, revealing a hole that could only accommodate one person.

"Come here."

Wu Feng glanced at the person who answered just now.

The man said with a bitter face:

"Sir, my legs."

"Um?"

Wu Feng did not make any moves. At most, sand and gravel penetrated the flesh and blood, and bones were not interrupted. At least walking was absolutely no problem.

Seeing Wu Feng's face was gloomy, the warrior showed a reluctant smile and looked at his companion with a sad face, but they all turned their heads.

"Yes, sir."

The warrior limped to Wu Feng with his arms.

Wu Feng wiped his shoulder and closed his wound with his spiritual sense, cutting off the pain in his legs.

"I, I'm fine!" The warrior touched his legs in surprise, feeling no pain at all.

"Come in with me."

Wu Feng ignored his shock and jumped straight into the hole.

Below is a large secret room, the size of three bedrooms, half of which are occupied by prison cells.
Chapter completed!