When Murong Qiufeng saw the old man, he hurriedly stepped forward and raised his hands to support him, "Old Mo, you don't need to be polite, you can break Qiu Feng's heart."
Mr. Mo smiled kindly, touched his beard, and felt a bit like an immortal. He looked at Murong Qiufeng as if he were looking at his beloved grandson. He patted his shoulder, looked at him, nodded and said solemnly.
, "Well, that's right. I haven't seen you in a year. I've grown a lot taller and my martial arts has also improved. Why are you here just now? You don't think it's troublesome for us old guys."
Murong Qiufeng was a very popular person, especially for the elderly, and was very popular with them. He was well-behaved and respectful to the elderly, and his thoughts were simple and delicate, which made him very popular with them.
At that time, Murong Qiufeng was accepted as the last disciple of the Sword Master, partly because of Yun Feiyang, and partly because of this aspect, mainly because of his mind and understanding. He was clean and simple, which was an excellent tool for swordsmanship.
Uncut jade.
Murong Qiufeng smiled apologetically, "How could that be?"
"Haha, Lao Mo, please stop bullying me now, otherwise he will really not dare to come. Boy Feng, why did you come suddenly today?" Another old man in white walked in, his laughter was very hearty, even though he was old.
He has gray hair, but he is full of vitality. He does not look like a sword master or old man Bai Feng, but he can move and feel like a middle-aged man, full of strength and energy.
Murong Qiu Feng nodded politely and said hello, "Mr. Ling, Qiu Feng came here this time because of the affairs of Mufeng Tower. I don't know about senior brother's affairs. Elder Mo, does Mr. Ling have any clues?"
"Oh, it's about the landlord." Old Ling touched his white beard. Although he looked like he understood, there was obviously an expected look in his eyes.
Mr. Mo on the side smiled and patted his shoulder, "Have you heard too many rumors recently?"
"Is the news about the crisis in Mufeng Tower wrong?" Murong Qiufeng was stunned.
"That's not true. There is indeed some civil strife in Mufeng Tower right now, but it's nothing serious. This is what is bound to happen." Elder Ling stroked his beard and sat down somewhere.
Murong Qiufeng's eyes lit up, "Could it be that there was an internal arrangement in advance?"
"Young man is smart and can make sense at first glance. Yes, although this civil strife was caused by someone else's plan, half of it was also deliberately guided by the inside. The owner of the building had planned a major cleaning of Mufeng Tower a long time ago, but he was not found.
Good timing, this time is a blessing in disguise. I believe that after this time, Mufeng Tower will be more stable."
"Then the disappearance of senior brother was also deliberately arranged?" Murong Qiufeng felt a little relieved.
Mr. Mo shook his head, "We don't know about the disappearance of the poster, but the poster has always been careful. I guess he must have his own plan for his disappearance. There shouldn't be any danger. Don't you believe that you have been with him for so many years?
What is his ability?"
Murong Qiufeng's brows knitted together again. It wasn't that he didn't believe in his senior brother's ability, but that things were fickle and he couldn't help but worry, "By the way, senior brother has come back before, or left something behind?"
"Haha, I knew you would definitely ask. You and the poster really have a tacit understanding." Mr. Ling laughed, and then took out a small wooden box from his sleeve and handed it to him, "The poster hasn't been here for half a year, but suddenly a month ago
Ask someone to send this thing secretly, along with a note saying that if you come here, I will give this to you."
Murong Qiufeng took the small box and opened it. Inside was a piece of red brocade. Murong Qiufeng became more and more confused. Since his senior brother could send people to continuously send clues, why didn't he himself show up? Since he could guide them
Looking for clues also means that he should have found something or knew something, but why should he hide it? Not explain it directly?
Taking Yunluo Jin, he returned to the restaurant in confusion.
Shangguan Ye took the piece of Yunluo Brocade and inspected it, and then said, "Could it have the same meaning as that piece of paper?"
Murong Qiufeng leaned against the window, frowning, turned to look at Yun Luojin, and shook his head slightly, "According to Senior Brother's treasure hunt game, there is always only one clue to follow, so there is a second address on the paper.
Clues, this Yun brocade should not be in that treasure hunt. It seems that senior brother has recently obtained some clues to give us a hint, but this time the scope of the guess is a bit wide."
"Ha, this Yun Feiyang is really interesting." Shangguan Ye dropped Yun Luo Jin and sneered.
Murong Qiufeng sighed, not knowing what the senior brother wanted to do, "But the fact that Mufeng Tower is fine does reassure me." After that, we will go to Yanyang City to find the second clue of senior brother, this Yun Luo
Jin...then we will see if there are any other clues that can be contacted."
"Yeah." Shangguan Ye nodded.
There was a sudden knock on the door outside, and the voice was Xiao Yan's.
Shangguan Ye frowned slightly, walked over and opened the door, looked dissatisfied at Xiao Yan who looked anxious outside, frowned and asked, "What's the matter?"
"Er..." Xiao Yan was startled by Shangguan Ye's calm and self-confident aura, and he hesitated a little. Although he had become familiar with Murong Qiufeng these days, he was still a little wary of Shangguan Ye. This
Men always give people a cold feeling, not that kind of coldness, but a kind of fear accumulated from the heart, as if they feel the threat of death. Should it be said that single-celled organisms are more sensitive.
Murong Qiufeng also walked over and asked doubtfully, "Xiao Yan? What's wrong?"
Yan Qiren had already followed. Seeing them all standing at the door, he said, "Go in and talk first."
Yan Qiren acted cautiously. Seeing that he also had a serious and dignified face at this moment, the two of them also felt that something bad might happen, so they stepped aside and said, "Come in."
The door closed and everyone came to the table.
"Brother Yan, what happened?" Murong Qiufeng poured them a cup of tea.
Yan Qiren frowned and tried to organize his words. Xiao Yan took a sip of tea and spoke directly, "Something happened again, and this time it's a really big deal."
"What do you mean, is the Immortal Sword Sect under siege again?"
"Although not, it's almost enough to see. We just arrived at a restaurant and overheard someone discussing that there was another murder two days ago, and this time it was a really big murder. There were several smaller sects.
The gang was wiped out overnight, and there was no one left alive."
"What?" Murong Qiufeng frowned. Although the massacre of a family in the martial arts world is not a strange thing, it seems strange that it appeared during this tense period and appeared in succession. "I won't doubt that it was my senior brother.
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"No, this time it's not the Third Patriarch, nor Mufeng Tower, but the Tiansha Pavilion that has never been conquered."