In the crowd of Sanjiang Alliance, Wu Guanting suddenly frowned: "Strange, why is Mu Feng so late today?"
Usually, Zhuo Mufeng was always late. The latest time he came was half an hour after the competition started, but it was different today.
No matter how lazy Zhuo Mufeng was, he would not ignore Tao Yin and the three young masters.
Wu Guanting didn't want his adopted son to feel the pressure, but he was more concerned about his situation, so he couldn't help but said to Meng Jiuxiao: "Old Meng, go find Mu Feng yourself."
Meng Jiuxiao had already regarded Zhuo Mufeng as a treasure, and he did not hesitate when he heard this. He did not even watch the competition that started on the field, and quietly walked back and forth, taking away Wu Yuanyuan's sight.
However, for fear that others would suspect something, Miss Wu resisted the urge to follow and turned her attention to the ring.
Yan Qingting is domineering and direct, while Tang Xiu is ghostly and ghostly. Their styles are completely opposite, making this battle extremely intense and exciting.
Yan Qingting was seen holding a long spear, and the force of the spear turned into dragons, tigers, phoenixes and turtles from time to time. Sometimes it rolled up the sky and cracked the earth, sometimes it overturned mountains and seas, and sometimes it pushed down mountains and pillars. The Yan family's Four Spirit Spear Techniques were powerful in his hands.
With such momentum, every shot hit Tang Xiu's vital point.
But Tang Xiu is also an extraordinary person. The Ice Mysterious Magic Skill he practices combines movement skills, illusion skills and killing skills.
Especially in this battle, he revealed his true strength. He had actually maintained the fifth level of the Ice Mysterious Skill, ‘Fake the Real’, for a full seven breaths, which was not far from Dacheng’s ten breaths.
Under the confusion and attack of the real and fake Tang Xiu, Yan Qingting was once at a disadvantage, and was even almost beaten under the ring, which shocked everyone in the Yan family into cold sweats.
Although they don't think Yan Qingting can get the first place in the youth group, everyone in the Yan family inevitably has extravagant hopes in their hearts.
The two hit the ring from mid-air, and then moved from the center to the edge, either attacking from a distance or engaging in hand-to-hand combat. Shadows disappeared and were reborn, sometimes Tang Xiu was pierced by a spear, sometimes Yan Qingting was slapped by a palm.
fly……
Later, because the two created too many ghosts and changed their moves too quickly, except for the masters of the corresponding level, everyone else was confused, but they could feel the thrill and excitement of the battle.
The official wives and young ladies in the pavilion were so nervous that they clenched their Xiuba tightly, because they each had someone to support in their hearts, and some women even broke out in cold sweat on their palms.
"So strong. Both Tang Xiu and Yan Qingting are definitely among the top five in the Earth Spirit Ranking."
"I didn't expect that in just a few years, the two of them have reached this stage."
"Of course there is no doubt about their qualifications, but for today, Dabingyuan and the Yan family must have paid a high price."
Without resources, no matter how talented a person is, it is impossible for him to make such progress. In fact, in the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, there were definitely people with qualifications comparable to Tang Xiu and Yan Qingting, but they were just not born in the right place and could not be discovered and discovered.
That’s all.
The fight was in full swing here, and on the other side, Meng Jiuxiao also came to Zhuo Mufeng's tent. After knocking on the door for a while, there was no response.
This abnormal situation immediately puzzled Meng Jiuxiao. After sensing it, his expression suddenly changed. He could no longer care about anything and pushed the door open with one palm.
There was silence in the tent, and the light and dust shining into it jumped quickly. Looking around, where was Zhuo Mufeng's figure?
Not here?
Meng Jiuxiao's expression changed slightly. Logically speaking, Zhuo Mufeng would not leave the tent without any reason. Even if he was going somewhere else, he would definitely greet the leader of the alliance. Zhuo Mufeng had always been very reassuring in this regard.
But now, he disappeared for no reason and did not explain anything about his movements.
An ominous premonition gradually filled Meng Jiuxiao's whole body, making his heart feel like being immersed in ice water, and his limbs were slightly numb. Meng Jiuxiao quickly rushed out of the tent, saw the guard not far away, ducked and shouted:
"Have you seen the eldest young master?"
The two guards were startled. After coming to their senses, they quickly shook their heads. One of them thought for a moment and replied, "The eldest young master went out last night."
Meng Jiuxiao asked hurriedly: "In which direction did you go?" After the man pointed out the direction, he said coldly: "The young master didn't come back later?"
Seeing the two men nodding at the same time, Meng Jiuxiao became furious and roared: "Why didn't you report such an important situation earlier?"
The man who pointed out the direction said in a trembling voice: "We, we thought it was the leader of the alliance who asked the young master to come over for something, so that's why..."
Thinking that Zhuo Mufeng had not returned all night and his whereabouts were still unknown, Meng Jiuxiao's heart twitched. He didn't want to waste time with these two people and quickly rushed in the direction where Zhuo Mufeng left last night.
The two looked at each other, and Meng Shenjun's reaction made them realize a terrifying possibility - could something happen to the eldest young master?
Following the guidance, Meng Shenjun came to the tent where the alliance leader, the eldest lady, and even himself were, wondering if Zhuo Mufeng had been here before?
With his skill, if he didn't sense carefully, he wouldn't be able to detect any movement a hundred meters away. Meng Jiuxiao couldn't help but ask the guards around him, and actually learned about Zhuo Mufeng's new movements from two of them.
Meng Jiuxiao led the two of them and searched in that direction, only to find a hillside ahead. Going deeper, they found a dense and boundless jungle on the right side of the mountainside, far away from where the various factions were stationed.
Looking at the jungle in the distance with a gloomy face, Meng Jiuxiao asked doubtfully: "How could the young master come in this direction for no reason?"
The two men lowered their heads, looking hesitant to speak.
One of them probably knew that the matter was of great importance and didn't care about anything. He quickly said: "The eldest young master did not come for no reason, but because he came to see the eldest lady at first. Later, when he learned that the eldest lady and Master Lan were here, he followed
Come over here."
"What did you say?" Meng Jiuxiao suddenly turned her head, her shocked expression frightened the two of them and took two steps back.
"You mean, the eldest lady and Lan Xiang have also been here?" Meng Jiuxiao couldn't help but ask again.
The man said: "Anyway, he came in this direction. As for whether he came here, we don't know. The eldest young master asked us about the whereabouts of the eldest lady. We told him, and he came."
Meng Jiuxiao's expression kept changing and asked: "Why are the eldest lady and Lan Xiang here? You two, tell me everything that happened last night. Don't hide anything. Quick!"
The two of them had never seen such an anxious expression on Meng Shenjun, and their hearts started to rise. This time it was another person who spoke, and the person who spoke before added supplements.
After the two of them finished speaking, Meng Jiuxiao fell into a long silence, but his eyes flickered continuously, and from time to time a terrifying light flashed across his eyes.
Lan Xiang came to find Wu Yuanyuan, and the two left together. Then Zhuo Mufeng came to see them, and then disappeared without any reason. But Lan Xiang and Wu Yuanyuan were safe and sound.
This series of events aroused all kinds of suspicions in Meng Jiuxiao.
It was about Zhuo Mufeng, and he couldn't help being emotional. He immediately suppressed his chaotic mind and ordered the two of them: "Immediately send everyone to look for me in the front. If there are any clues, come back and report immediately!"
Hearing the urgency and toughness in Meng Shenjun's tone, the two of them didn't dare to neglect and hurried away.
Kaka.
Meng Jiuxiao clenched her fists, and her face was covered with a thick gloomy look. If Zhuo Mufeng had not been in trouble, he would not have been home all night, but if something had happened...
Thinking of the consequences, even though Meng Shenjun had gone through great storms, he felt a tearing heartache.
You know, Zhuo Mufeng is not only a pillar of the Sanjiang Alliance, the next generation leader that the alliance leader has high hopes for, but also a friend of his, Meng Jiuxiao!
"Mu Feng, you must live..." Looking away from the dense jungle in the distance, Meng Jiuxiao gritted her teeth and ran towards the ring.
After he returned, the battle in the ring had just ended. In the end, Yan Qingting lost by one move to Tang Xiu, who was far superior to his peers in both body and illusion skills.
Everyone at the scene was talking about this battle. The older generation sighed endlessly, while the younger generation could only look up. Both Yan Qingting and Tang Xiu have reached another level, a level that many of their peers cannot reach.
level.
Many experts from the Sanjiang League were also impressed by it.
Seeing Meng Jiuxiao return, the smile on Wu Guanting's face suddenly froze. Because he saw something extremely bad on Meng Jiuxiao's face, his heart couldn't help but sink!
"Lao Meng, where is Mu Feng?" Wu Guanting forced a smile.
Meng Jiuxiao moved his mouth. He suddenly didn't know how to speak. Only those who really know Wu Guanting know how much he values his adopted son.
Maybe they just had the intention of taking advantage of each other at the beginning, but after sharing life and death again and again, Wu Guanting's character has already regarded Zhuo Mufeng as his own son.
His throat moved, and as Wu Guanting's smile gradually stiffened, Meng Jiuxiao trembled, gritted her teeth, and said through the voice: "Mu Feng hasn't returned all night."
A few words were enough, and he knew Wu Guanting would understand what he meant.
Wu Guanting's body shook violently, and the surrounding Sanjiang League masters were surprised to find that the leader of the alliance, who had always been calm and calm, and had never lost his composure even when he was forced to attack by the twenty top forces, now looked pale.
Lan Xiang, who had been paying attention to all this, felt his heart twitch, but remained calm on the surface.
No one knew what Meng Jiuxiao said to the alliance leader, but they knew that Meng Jiuxiao had been ordered to find Zhuo Mufeng before, but now he was the only one who came back, and the alliance leader looked like this.
Everyone present was a sharp-thinking person, and they suddenly thought of a possibility. Could it be...
Wu Guanting walked away, completely losing interest in the subsequent competition. Meng Jiuxiao said to everyone: "You stay here to avoid making things worse and giving some people a chance to fish in troubled waters."
After saying that, Meng Jiuxiao also followed, but was caught by two delicate hands on her sleeves. She turned her head and found the eldest lady with the blood drained from her face.
"Uncle Meng, where is he?" the eldest lady asked with a trembling voice.
Meng Jiuxiao looked at her for a long time, sighed, waved Wu Yuanyuan's hand away, and sent a message as he walked: "Miss, come with me."