The cold palace was kept spotless by Yun Dieyi and Jun Feimo, even the bluestone floor was shining brightly.
But the endless weeds outside the cold palace still exist, and there is only a barely walkable path.
That night, when Mr. Mo Fei saw this, he waved his hand and a large number of masked men in black appeared. These people appeared without any warning, and no one could guess where they were hiding before.
His body shape was strange and his movements were exquisite. At first glance, he looked like a well-trained master.
A biting murderous aura seemed to be released around them, making the night a little more profound.
Whenever a killer appears, it must mean killing or other conspiracies, but this group of killers is different from ordinary people. They take out their swords and... ahem... clear up the weeds.
I don’t know if this is called using a bull’s knife to kill a chicken, but in short, they have become competent harvesters.
They have always been accustomed to harvesting life and blood. This time, in the dead of night, the reapers could not make any sound from the weeds outside the Leng Palace, for fear of disturbing the sleeping people in the Leng Palace.
Just because Mo Feijun's order to them is... to keep this place barren of grass.
Mo Feijun, who thought these weeds were an eyesore, was currently folding his arms, leaning coldly against the door of the main hall, looking at this scene with an arrogant expression, like a high and mighty king.
Those exquisite moves that killers originally practiced specifically for killing people were now used on weeds. The sword energy with silver light swept across the bottom of the grass, and the weeds that were almost half a person's height immediately fell to the ground silently.
Each of them occupies an area and is responsible for the part centered on themselves.
The sword energies occasionally intersected with each other, smashing the tops of some weeds, and the pieces of grass flew and danced everywhere.
Grass clippings fell freely, and grass plants fell feebly, making the night instantly more interesting.
If you look from top to bottom, you will find that the skills of these killers are not average. They are so good at weeding. They must be extremely outstanding people when it comes to killing people.
After about a cup of tea, the outside of the cold palace had become barren according to Mo Feijun's standards, and even the weeds that had been cleared away had been cleaned up.
Before each of the killers left, they were holding a bundle of weeds, which looked quite funny.
Yun Dieyi stood on the roof and looked at these killers who did not change their expressions even if they used swords to weed weeds. At this moment, she finally couldn't help laughing. Her clear laughter echoed in the air, and she sighed in her heart: This
Mo Feijun is so unique.
Mo Feijun heard her laughter and immediately flew to the roof, "Your martial arts has improved."
This time, he didn't even notice her presence, which shows that her ability to hide her breath and her Qinggong have improved a lot.
"It's necessary." She had always thought about defeating Mo Feijun, so what could she do if she didn't make progress?
What's more, although the movements of those killers are almost imperceptible, if even a highly alert person like her can't detect it, then how can he be called the number one person in the Guwu family?
Mo Feijun hugged Yun Dieyi and said, "Go back and sleep."
Is she a child? Why is she so incapable of taking care of herself that she can run out in such thin clothes in the middle of the night without fear of catching a cold?
Yun Dieyi was still thinking about the killers' weeding tricks, and was unexpectedly held in Mo Feijun's arms again. She felt the warmth in front of her, and the sound of squirting immediately sounded, "I'm not sleepy, so I won't go to sleep.