Only if he leaves, Shangguan Yaoran will no longer cause trouble for the Feng family and his daughter. Now that Feng Zhan has the Sun-Chasing Divine Bow and practices diligently, given time, he will surely become a top bounty soul hunter.
Soul Hunting Division.
In the cell, the lights were dim, and Feng Zhan was worried. I wonder what Ye Zhenfeng's condition is now? But the people from the Soul Hunting Department refused to let her leave.
At this moment, there was a clanging sound in the cell, and a tall man in red official uniform walked in. There was a scar on his left eyebrow, his eyes were as sharp as an eagle, and he was escorting a felon.
When Feng Zhan saw him, he was immediately overjoyed. He held his hands on the iron bars of the cell and shouted, "Brother Meng! Brother Meng!"
This person is none other than Deputy Chief Meng Wange. He has been out handling cases for the past few days and has just come back now. He is an upright man and is a rare good person in the Soul Hunting Department.
When Feng Zhan was bullied by the people from the Soul Hunting Department, he helped him several times. He also ordered the people from the Soul Hunting Department not to cause trouble for Feng Zhan in the future, so Feng Zhan would be less bullied in the future. Now that I saw him coming back, I couldn't help but shout with joy.
Meng Wange couldn't help but feel shocked when he saw that Feng Zhan was imprisoned in the cell. He hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Miss Feng Zhan, why are you locked up here?"
"Brother Meng, when the boss and you are not here, Shangguan Yaoran starts to act arrogantly. He also joins forces with Gao Chang and Wang Heng to bully me and frame my friend to kill the blood soul beast, treating me as a The hostages are in a cell!”
Meng Wange was shocked, frowned and looked at the guard beside him, and asked, "Is this possible?"
The two guards were immediately trembling with fear and said: "To tell the deputy chief, this... Miss Feng was indeed imprisoned here by Lord Shangguan. As for what crime she committed, it's all... small... I don’t know.”
Meng Wange already knew what had happened when he saw the two guards' flashing words. He immediately ordered the guard to release him. The guard did not dare to offend him and immediately opened the cell for Feng Zhan.
Meng Wange and Feng Zhan were walking out of the Soul Hunting Department when they saw Shangguan Yaoran walking in drunkenly with Gao Chang and Wang Heng.
Meng Wange said seriously: "Shangguan Yaoran, what crime did Feng Zhan commit? Why did you lock her in the cell?"
Shangguan Yaoran's face was full of drunkenness. He pointed at the wind lamp, then pointed at Meng Wange, and said with a smile: "Didn't you let her go already? Why are you asking me this? Hahaha!"
"Shangguan Yaoran, you know the law and break it. What crime should you be punished for?"
"What crime should be committed? Meng Wange, don't yell at me here. I'm telling you, if you have the ability, then convict me. If you don't have the ability, don't come here to bluff people!"
After Shangguan Yaoran finished speaking, he put his arms around the shoulders of Gao Chang and Wang Heng, and then said: "Let's go! Let's go drink again!"
The three of them left with smiles on their faces, not paying any attention to Meng Wange.
The Shangguan family was very powerful, so Yuan Hao, the head of the family, valued it very much. Shangguan Yaoran became more and more arrogant and domineering in the Soul Hunting Department, and no one could control him.
Meng Wange had long been dissatisfied with Shangguan Yaoran's behavior. Although he was resentful in his heart, he had no choice but to bow his head under the eaves. He could only clench his fists and apologize to Fengzhan helplessly: "Miss Fengzhan, this fact I'm sorry."
Feng Zhan understood Meng Wange's difficulty and shook his head: "Brother Meng, don't say that. You have helped me again and again. To Feng Zhan, you are the only good person in the Soul Hunting Department. Feng Zhan ,Thank you!"
Seeing Fengzhan dragging his injured body away, Meng Wange couldn't help but clench his fists with resentment. This ugly world really made people feel helpless.
When Fengzhan returned home, he saw Feng Yunlan sitting alone at the table, holding a letter and sighing.
"Dad, where is Brother Feng?"
Seeing Feng Yunlan, he let out another long sigh.
Tears welled up in her eyes and she shouted, "Could it be that...brother Feng...he is already dead?"
"Daughter, your brother Feng is not dead, he...he just left."
After he finished speaking, he handed the letter to her, and then said: "He was afraid that the people from the Soul Hunting Department would come to trouble our father and daughter again, so he left, and... he bought the Sun-Chasing Divine Bow for you. He hopes that you I can practice diligently in the future and become a first-class bounty soul hunter!"
"Brother Feng..." Feng Zhan bit his trembling lips with his teeth, tears falling down like silk.
Feng Yunlan sighed deeply, hugged her in his arms, and then said: "Fengzhan, life is like this, gatherings, separations, and separations are inevitable. Everyone has their own destiny. If we are destined, we will definitely meet again in the future. , don’t be too sad..."
The young Fengzhan finally understood that some people will walk into your life inadvertently and leave without you being prepared.
No matter what, meeting him by chance made her heart throb and surge. As long as you are alive, you have encountered each other. Many times, there are many people and things that you can do nothing about despite your best efforts.
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"drive--"
Ye Zhenfeng rode his horse all the way, not knowing where the Qi Transformation Fruit would appear, so he could only walk around, ask everywhere, and try his luck.
On this day, he came to a small town and planned to stay here.
While the waiter was serving the dishes, Ye Zhenfeng asked him if there was any spiritual material trading market nearby?
The waiter said enthusiastically: "This young hero, are you going to the spiritual materials trading market to buy some heavenly materials and earthly treasures?"
Ye Zhenfeng said: "To be honest, I want to buy Qi Transformation Fruit."
Before the waiter could say anything, the middle-aged man sitting next to him turned around and said, "This young hero wants to buy the Qi Fruit!"
Ye Zhenfeng's eyes lit up, he quickly turned his head and said, "I wonder if uncle knows where the Qi Transformation Fruit is?"
"You can't buy Qi Fruit in the spiritual material trading market. It is said that this kind of thing will turn into nothing within one stick of incense after it is detached from the branch, so there is no way to preserve it..."
"From the uncle's tone, it seems that he knows something about the Qi Transformation Fruit."
"Haha! Yes, I once saw one in the mountains in the early years, but later the Qi Transformation Fruit Tree was transplanted into the Sword Casting Valley. If you want to find the Qi Transformation Fruit, you can try it in the Sword Casting Valley. luck!"
"Sword Forging Valley?" Ye Zhenfeng frowned and thought. He seemed to have heard of this name.
The middle-aged man added: "But the Sword Forging Valley today is different from the past. I heard that it was haunted. Since that incident, no one dared to go in..."
"Haunted? What happened in the Sword Forging Valley?"
When the topic came up, people sitting on the left and right started to join in the conversation.
A rosy-nosed man said: "The story begins seven years ago. The first master of the Sword-making Valley had two disciples, one of whom was named Fentian and the other named Dizhu..."
"Fengtian?!" He suddenly remembered why he felt that the Sword Forging Valley was very familiar to him. It turned out that the divine weapon he used, the Iron-Blooded Cangming Sword, was Fentian's mountain-sealing work.
He continued to listen to Rosacea:
"Since the death of the former Valley Master, the Sword Forging Valley has been jointly managed by two masters. Master Fentian is talented, intelligent and highly skilled, and the swords he forges are all of high quality."
"As a result, the Sword Forging Valley became famous for a while. Royal nobles and children from aristocratic families came to seek swords one after another. Later, I don't know what happened, and all the disciples in the Sword Forging Valley died."
"Bodies were everywhere, and the ground was red. Later, some government officials wanted to go in to investigate, but to their surprise, none of the people who went in came out again."
"Then the suspension bridge leading to the Sword Forging Valley was burned by fire, and now only the bridge chain is still there. As for the direction of the Sword Forging Valley, it has been shrouded in a heavy fog, and there has been no sunshine for many years. It’s so horrifying that no one dares to go there again.”
A woman said: "Young hero, if you go rashly, you will be in danger. I advise you not to go..."
Ye Zhenfeng frowned and said, "So everyone in the Sword Forging Valley is dead?"
A thin man with a face as sharp as a knife raised his glass and said, "That's right! Except for Master Fentian, Fentian has now retreated into the world, and his traces are hard to find..."
Ye Zhenfeng secretly thought in his heart, my magic weapon is the Iron-Blooded Cangming Sword, which is the work of Master Fentian. And this Qi Transformation Fruit appeared in the Sword Forging Valley. Could it be said that there is God's will in the dark, leading the way? Can I go to the Sword Forging Valley?
He hesitated for a moment, then stood up and said, "Everyone, I wonder if any of you know the direction of the Sword Forging Valley? I want to go check it out!"
Rosacea said: "Young hero, do you really want to go?"
Dao Zhi said: "In that case, let's draw a map for the young hero to go to the Sword Forging Valley!"
The middle-aged uncle said: "But we still have to remind the young hero that this trip will only be a disaster. Please think twice!"
Ye Zhenfeng thought to himself, since he is already dead, what else is there to be afraid of?
Following the instructions on the map, he searched all the way, and sure enough, a suspension bridge appeared in front of him. However, because the suspension bridge had been burned by the fire, all the bridge boards on it were gone, leaving only the charred iron chains, swinging alone in the wind. Swing away.
The Sword Forging Valley in front is covered in thick gray fog. It is said that when the Sword Forging Valley was at its peak, twelve sword forging furnaces were burning together. The disciples in the valley all went into battle with bare arms, swinging hammers and forging swords. The scene was quite spectacular.
The sky above the valley is often filled with smoke, and from time to time the sound of iron is heard. The sound of iron resounds throughout the valley and reaches into the sky.
Now that everyone in the valley is dead, why is there still thick fog and confusion in the sky? It's really puzzling. Not only that, but the sound of hammering could also be heard faintly in the empty valley.
Ye Zhenfeng thought to himself, is there really such a evil thing?
At this moment, the horse under his crotch suddenly raised its hooves and neighed, as if it felt some terrible presence.
He immediately turned over and dismounted, patted Xiao Hei, and then said: "Xiao Hei, wait for me outside first."
The divine horse was spiritual, with a look of fear in its eyes, breathing heavily from its nostrils, and raised its head again and neighed, as if to signal Ye Zhenfeng not to go forward.
Ye Zhenfeng clenched his fist and said: "They want to see me fall into hell, but I won't. Xiao Hei, either die, or I have to force my way into the Sword Forging Valley... Even if I fall to the bottom, I don't want to give up." life!"
Xiao Hei seemed to have understood what he meant, nodded at him and became quiet.
A hot-blooded young man, holding a sword and riding a horse, ventures into the world alone, never to return.
Ye Zhenfeng jumped onto the chain suspension bridge and walked forward step by step. Although it was dangerous at first, he could still overcome it, but when he got to the middle of the suspension bridge, it became very scary.
First of all, everything was surrounded by thick fog, and it was impossible to see what was ahead. Secondly, the middle section of the suspension bridge was blown back and forth by the wind, and since there was no bridge deck, it was very dangerous to stand on the iron chain.
He firmly supported the iron chains on both sides with both hands and walked forward on the constantly swaying suspension bridge. He almost slipped several times. Once he missed and fell into the abyss, he would be doomed.
Even if the bones are buried in the corpse, he will never retreat.
I don’t know how long this suspension bridge is, and where does it end? The invisible fear in my heart was getting bigger and bigger, and it felt like the bloody mouth of the messenger of hell was in front of me.
The west wind is blowing in my ears, and the suspension bridge is shaking under my feet.
"Ring-ling——"
He suddenly heard the sound of a copper bell passing through the wind. Although it was as light as a thread, it made his restless heart calmer. He thought that the other shore should be just ahead.
He speeded up and moved forward, when he saw a giant dragon with gleaming light appearing vaguely in the thick fog. He was startled and immediately stepped on the air and fell.
At the critical moment, he released the tungsten gold claws from the Taotie ring, then pulled the black gold rope and swung it left and right, using the strength to jump onto the valley bank.
When he came to the shore, he took a closer look. It turns out that the dragon is a wall. The dragon's spine is made of glazed tiles, so it looks like shining dragon scales. The wide-open dragon's mouth is the entrance door.
The two dragon horns held shabby flags, still swaying left and right in the wind. The dragon's eyes were red and looked very scary.
There is a lamp stand on the side, and there is a dragon ball glass lamp on the lamp stand, but it is broken.
A string of skull-headed brass bells hangs below. The bottom of the bell is a red tassel that oozes blood. The long tassel sways gently in the wind. Who knows how many people's blood the tassel has drunk? That's why it's so scary.
The rotten door was open, with grass growing inside, bones lying on the ground, and hares and mice scurrying around inside. He walked in and felt a fierce evil wind blowing towards him, mixed with dust and dead leaves.
A venomous snake crawled out of the skull's eye socket, and then spat a snake message at him. Just when the venomous snake was about to bounce up and fly up, a stone from his hand shot out, accurately hitting the venomous snake seven inches away. The poisonous snake twisted its body and struggled to death.
"Sisi..."
He hurriedly looked up and saw a larger venomous snake above his head. It had opened its mouth and was attacking him. The venomous snake slipped from the top of the door at an extremely fast speed.
