Under the leadership of Yang He and Zhang Tiannan, a group of colleagues from the Demon Slaying Department left Wangyue Residence.
Qin Feng called shopkeeper Peng, and after explaining some things, he turned around and said, "Shall we go together too?"
"Okay." Lan Ningshuang responded.
Liu Jianli nodded slightly.
Walking out of Wangyue Residence, Lan Ningshuang was preparing to hold an umbrella for Qin Feng.
But I heard the latter say: "No need."
With the lady present, walking with an umbrella seemed too small... Qin Feng coughed dryly and turned his head to look at the beautiful figure in white.
Without saying a word, Liu Jianli touched the sky with his right hand, causing the rainwater to flow backwards, and then turned into a water sword in mid-air, which actually directly chopped the dark clouds in the sky!
In a short while, the sun shines down and the world returns to clarity.
Qin Feng opened his mouth. His original intention was to let the other party use his energy to block the rain like last time.
But he didn't expect that Liu Jianli would be so straightforward and directly dispersed the rain clouds!
It's my problem, I blame me for not expressing myself clearly... Qin Feng reflected deeply.
At this moment, perhaps because Liu Jianli's movements were a little too big, half of the red book cover was exposed in the arms of the white man.
Qin Feng was curious, took a closer look, and muttered: "Ten Miles of Red..."
The last word is obscured by white clothes and cannot be seen clearly.
When Liu Jianli heard this, she obviously noticed the book exposed in her arms. A blush appeared on her fair cheeks, and then in just a moment, the book was stuffed back into her arms.
"Why does that book just now look a bit like..." Qin Feng hesitated.
"You are wrong." Liu Jianli said lightly.
"No, no, no, how could I have seen it wrong? I clearly saw the words Shilihong." Qin Feng raised his eyebrows.
Lan Ningshuang on the side was stunned for a moment when she heard these three words, and then realized: "Could it be "Ten Miles of Red Makeup"?"
As soon as she said this, she seemed to have thought of something and hurriedly covered her mouth.
"Shili Hongzhuang? Why does this name sound like a romance novel?" Qin Feng looked at Lan Ningshuang, then at his wife, with a strange look on his face.
You know, ancient romance novels are all illustrated, and they can be read as pornographic books!
But, no, how could Liu Jianli look at such a thing?
Moreover, Lan Ningshuang guessed the full four-character name at once. If she had never seen it, Qin Feng would not believe it.
Under Qin Feng's suspicious gaze, Liu Jianli and Lan Ningshuang looked particularly uncomfortable.
At this time, the latter two looked at each other, and the tacit understanding that they had been together for many years was vividly highlighted at this moment.
The two of them are on the same page, so long as they refuse to admit it...
"Uncle, what are you talking about? Why can't I understand you?
Isn't it the Shili Hongzhuang you mentioned? Why did you mention the romance novel?" Lan Ningshuang avoided her eyes, rubbed her blue clothes with her hands, and murmured nonsense.
Ningshuang, you really have no talent for acting, you can't even lie like this... Qin Feng hesitated to speak.
"You are wrong." Liu Jianli still said this.
When Qin Feng saw this, he twitched the corner of his mouth. As a person with high emotional intelligence, it was naturally impossible for him to break the casserole and ask the truth. He pretended to be confused and said: "I saw it wrong? Wasn't there a red book just now?"
"No, you are wrong." The two beauties said in unison, with firm attitudes.
Qin Feng pinched his brows: "You all said that, so I must have seen it wrong. I must have encountered too many things in the past few days, and I have had some hallucinations due to too much work."
He wisely gave the two beauties a step down.
Lan Ningshuang breathed a sigh of relief and chuckled: "Yes, uncle, after you go back, you must have a good rest and don't tire yourself out."
Qin Feng: "..."
...
When I came to the Demon Slayer Division, I could see at a glance the traces of the aftermath of the great war.
Under the leadership of one person, Qin Feng and the others quickly arrived at the lobby.
At this moment, Zhou Kai was standing in the center of the lobby with a solemn expression.
Qin Feng saw Shi Ziming on one side and stepped forward and asked, "Why is Mr. Zhou looking like this? Could it be that he didn't get any useful information from the enemy?"
While saying this, he looked around and asked curiously: "Where are those thieves? Are they locked up in the dungeon?"
Shi Ziming shook his head: "The three people who attacked were surrounded by us and were quickly subdued with Master Zhou's full force.
We originally wanted to keep their lives, and then use soul arresting methods to interrogate the people behind the scenes and their purpose of seizing Bifang's head.
But I didn't expect that after the three people were ambushed, they bitten the fangs in their mouths and died instantly."
Qin Feng frowned when he heard this. He would rather die than speak. This shows that the people behind the scenes are very skillful. Otherwise, how could they have cultivated such dead soldiers.
And throughout the ages, the more such a person is, the bigger their plots are...
Shi Ziming asked: "How are you doing over there? Have you been caught alive?"
When Qin Feng heard this, he sighed: "Like the three of them, after being caught, he took poison and committed suicide."
As soon as these words came out, the two fell into silence.
Until Mr. Zhou opened his mouth and asked Qin Feng about what happened in Wangyue Residence...
"It's really the Poison Sect..." Zhou Kai confirmed the young man's identity from Qin Feng and frowned deeply.
Back then, the poisonous sect incident in Luo King City in the Southern Territory caused quite an uproar. King Luo took action personally, but he did not expect that this sect would still leave remnants.
"This matter is of great importance. I have to write a letter and send it to King Luo City."
...
Outside Tingyuxuan, the old man Baili was lying on a wicker chair, looking up at the sky.
It was obviously daytime, but a galaxy was reflected in his eyes.
Not long after the Huarong Road in the Southern Territory was built, the Bifang incident occurred.
He would never believe it if there was no connection between the two.
But after observing the celestial phenomena, Old Man Baili found that there were no signs of anything unusual!
Even if a divination was performed on Bifang's head, the result would still be that no trace could be found.
"Celestial secret covering..."
The old man murmured in his mouth and frowned. Next to his wicker chair, the wine bowl containing wine suddenly broke into pieces and the wine spilled onto the floor.
This is an ominous sign.
...
On the other side, in a luxuriously decorated room, a man in black robes wearing a ghost face appeared out of thin air. On his chest, a number four was extremely eye-catching.
It was he who shot off Bi Fang's head in Zhang'e Mountain!
"Did you get the things?" In the middle of the room, there was a gauze curtain, which blocked the scenery and made it difficult to see clearly.
Behind the gauze curtain, a dark shadow made a voice with a strange tone.
The man in black robe looked at the black shadow, and without saying a word, he took out an object from the space treasure and threw it out.
The hot breath raged through the room in an instant.
Taking a closer look at the ground, the thrown object was clearly a huge head, like a leopard's head...
That's actually a ferocious head!
The black shadow smiled and said: "Everyone thought that our target was Bifang. How could they have thought that it was just a blindfold?"
It turns out that Bi Fang's head and the group of people who went to Jinyang City to die were just mere victims!
After a pause, the black shadow spoke again: "Continue with the plan. This southern region has been quiet for too long."
"Okay." The man in black robe responded and then disappeared into thin air.