The gyrfalcons released by Feng Danyuan were all specially trained, and only his close associates could communicate with them.
When the arrogant Gyrfalcon broke through the clouds and conveyed the news about Green Clam and Baishui to Feng Danyuan, the latter jumped on his horse without hesitation.
“Dip bleep——”
Gyrfalcon led the way, while Feng Danyuan led a group of men on horseback and galloped wildly.
In less than half an hour, the group arrived at the "Soul Chasing Gate" stronghold.
He took two subordinates with the best Qinggong skills and flew in.
By the time Ah Qi and the others discovered it, Feng Danyuan and the others were already almost at the main hall.
"have--"
Before the word "assassin" could be uttered, Feng Danyuan interrupted him with a cold face: "Take me to see Long Aotian to discuss business!"
He directly threw a bag of gold over: "Meeting gift."
Ah Qi grabbed the heavy piece of gold and already recognized the person: he was the poor prince of the Yu Kingdom. Why, he got rich?
"The door owner is busy, waiting--"
"Can't wait." Feng Danyuan refused.
Ah Qi looked at the arrogant Feng Danyuan, and spoke to Ah Liu with his eyes: Do you want to report it?
Ah Liu shook his head: No, if you go to the door owner at this time, you will be kicked off.
The two were silent for a moment, then quickly moved away and turned their heads, pretending not to see Feng Danyuan.
Feng Danyuan was stunned. What do you mean? Go in by yourself?
The killer of "Chasing Soul Gate" is still as talkative as ever.
He could only ask in a cold voice: "How to get there?"
Ah Liu didn't move, he just stretched his legs and pointed to the right.
Feng Danyuan: "..."
Flash away.
*
In the main hall, Wei Zi looked pale and calm, but the hand holding the cards was shaking slightly, which still revealed some of his inner collapse.
"You play your cards." Long Aotian's voice was cold, and his expression was even worse than hers.
Wei Zi still hesitated.
There was a feeling called "despair" that began to permeate her body.
"boom--"
The door was kicked open.
Wei Zi, who was shaking his hands and making moves, looked up and saw Feng Danyuan's face like a black cloud over the city.
Suddenly, familiar music and familiar lines sounded in my mind:
The man I love is a great hero. One day he came to marry me on the colorful clouds - no, he came to rescue me from the card table!
Somehow, when her nose became sore, she couldn't control her tears, and they fell one by one. Even she felt surprised.
When Feng Danyuan saw Wei Zi crying, his eyes were so cold that he could freeze everything.
He walked to the card table expressionlessly, with a sinister smile on his lips: "We haven't seen each other for a year, but the Master of the Dragon Sect has become more promising. He has started to bully women."
Long Aotian was still immersed in the frustration of having his three views destroyed, and had no intention of dealing with Feng Danyuan. He only replied: "I have no time today, let's talk about business another day."
Feng Danyuan pretended not to hear, and only stretched out his hand towards Wei Zi: "Let's go back."
Wei Zi was startled and put her hand on his palm.
He exerted a little force and she stood up.
Long Aotian stared at the card table, and finally fell on the intersecting hands of the two people: "We can't leave."
"Oh?" Feng Danyuan looked at him coldly, his eyes only expressing one meaning: If you don't let me go, I will kill you!
"The cards haven't been played yet!" Long Aotian was not frightened by Feng Danyuan, but he was anxious when Wei Zi was about to leave.
