"You look like this, but you still have thin skin and tender flesh?" Qiao Mu frowned, "That's really hard to imagine. He is the leader of the Thunder King."
"By the way, Jiu'er, you just saw him in person, didn't you? Did they fight?"
"Not really." Feng Jiuer shook her head, "We chatted and didn't fight, but my martial arts skills are not bad."
If it were him, his internal strength would not be that good, unless he had experienced inhuman training or other circumstances in the past few months.
But those eyes really looked like him, and he could recognize her voice.
"Chatting?" Qiao Mu was puzzled again.
"Qiao Mu." Feng Jiuer looked at Qiao Mu and her eyes fell on the scroll.
"And Jian Yi, take a good look at who the person on the scroll looks like. I can confirm that he is wearing a human skin mask. This is not his true appearance."
"Jian Yi also met him. Don't you really think he looks like someone we know?"
"Who does it look like?" Qiao Mu directly picked up the scroll and stared at the portrait inside.
After a while, she shook her head: "Jiu'er, are you sure you are someone we both know? Why don't I have any impression at all?"
"What do you think? Why don't you recognize me?"
Qiao Mu muttered for a while and placed the scroll in front of Jianyi.
"I don't know! And I don't know many people in the Feng Clan. Jiu'er, is it someone you know but I don't know?"
"Jiu'er, do you want to say that that person is the third prince?" Jianyi glanced at the scroll and raised his eyes to look at Feng Jiu'er.
"Yeah." Feng Jiuer nodded.
"What?" Qiao Mu picked up the scroll again, "Like Fengjiang?"
"You can speak louder." Feng Jiuer glanced at Qiao Mu.
"I deliberately tested him just now and used my own voice. He was clearly hiding his emotions."
Qiao Mu put down the scroll and stared at Feng Jiuer: "Are you sure it's him?"
"No!" Feng Jiuer shook her head, "His face is different, his voice is different, and even his inner breath is different from before."
"But, I think it's him. Don't you think the eyes look similar?"
Qiao Mu glanced at the scroll and stood up.
"How can I tell from a picture scroll? Forget it, I'll go take a look."
"Qiao Mu." Feng Jiuer held the hand of the person who left beside her, "If it is really him, he must have his mission if he stays here."
"For his safety, this matter cannot be mentioned for the time being."
Now, Feng Jiuer realized how careless she had been just now.
What he said is right, once things get out, it will be detrimental to everyone.
Qiao Mu took a deep breath and withdrew his hand from Feng Jiuer's hand.
"Jiu'er." She sat down next to her, "How sure are you that he is that person?"
"Eighty percent." Feng Jiu'er replied neatly, "Don't think so much, go and rest, there will be things to do tomorrow."
"But, I..." Qiao Mu frowned.
"A little impatience will ruin a big plan." Feng Jiuer reminded in a deep voice.
She patted Qiao Mu on the shoulder and stood up.
"If it were him, he wouldn't be able to escape. If it weren't for him, if you go there now, it will only ruin things."
Feng Jiuer didn't see Qiao Mu talking and sighed lightly.
"Do you hear me clearly?"
"I understand." Qiao Mu stood up and walked to her room, "Don't worry, I know the severity."
In the next seven days, Jian Yi and Feng Jiu'er seemed to go out during the day and come back at night.
Lei Teng's people didn't notice anything unusual.
In the blink of an eye, it’s the eighth day, the big day of the Thunder King’s Championship.
I heard that a martial arts idiot from nowhere asked to fight Bao Lei directly.
On such an important day, Lei Teng Inn opened the door, allowing people from the first three areas to enter and exit at will.
On this day, Feng Jiuer, Jian Yi and Qiao Mu went out early in the morning.
The three of them traveled to several places, changed their clothes, and returned to Longying's branch in Licheng.
This is not the first day Feng Jiuer has come here. In the past few days, she has come back almost every day to handle matters.
The three of them came back to Longying, changed into the clothes that belonged to their identities in Longying, and left again.
Jian Yi didn't change much, except that he became darker.
This time Qiao Mu dressed up as a young man, holding a fan.
Feng Jiuer and Xiao Yingtao put on human skin masks and tied their hair up, becoming two authentic ladies.
Jian Yi and Feng Jiu'er walked in front, while Qiao Mu and Xiao Yingtao walked behind, like two couples.
The Thunder King's Head Competition is held in the largest arena in Li City. This place is very close to Lei Teng Inn and is an open arena.
Today's event is of great importance, and the Black Panther Lei Shenbao brought hundreds of guards to guard the scene.
The positions guarded by the guards include not only the ring but also the rows of seats in front of the ring.
The game is about to start, and the rows of seats are full of people. People are crowded behind the seats and in the other three directions of the ring.
At the beginning of the game, the four of them, Feng Jiuer, finally squeezed to the front of the team.
In front of them is the arena, and behind them are the seats full of people.
"Jiu'er, the man sitting in the middle, wearing bright red clothes, is Lei Shenbao." Little Cherry whispered in Feng Jiu'er's ear.
Feng Jiuer nodded and kept staring at the man wearing the most conspicuous clothing.
"Lei Shenbao really likes to watch others work hard." Qiao Mu's voice came from behind.
"I heard that every time he watches a game, he always wears red, as if he is getting married."
"Abnormal!" Xiaoying said with disdain on her face.
Feng Jiuer stared at the man for a while, then looked away.
"Now please invite the two contestants to come on stage today." Someone on the ring spoke.
"The first one is our leader of Thunder King, Bao Lei!"
As soon as the man finished speaking, a tall figure emerged from the crowd, passed by Feng Jiuer and Xiao Yingying, and entered the ring.
When Bao Lei passed by, Qiao Mu held Feng Jiuer's shoulder.
Feng Jiuer gently patted the back of her hand.
After Bao Lei went up, another man came onto the stage from the other side.
Bao Lei is very tall, gentle and elegant, but also strong.
However, his opponent was obviously taller and bigger than him, and could be described as giant.
The two of them came to the middle of the ring, one on the left and the other on the right, and stopped.
"Ha!" The challenger just stopped and stamped his feet vigorously.
He was so powerful that everyone present could almost hear the sound of his feet colliding with the floor.
When Feng Jiuer saw this shirtless, fat man, he thought of sumo wrestling competition.
This man is no different from a sumo or wrestler. He is tall and honest. When he walks, the fat all over his body jiggles.
Everyone looked at the challenging man and began to whisper in the audience.
In addition to being curious about where this man came from, they were also worried that their Thunder King would lose this game.
No matter what, no one wants a strangely dressed outsider to sit at the head of the Thunder King. It’s so embarrassing!
