"My little friend, since we are all here, how about... going back to Woxi Village on the way?"
"Bah! If it weren't for you, an old liar, how could we have taken such a big detour?" Yuan Hua choked coldly before Wu Fan could reply.
"I said, little bald donkey, can this whole thing be blamed on me? Although we agreed yesterday in advance that you would be responsible for the first half of the night and I would be responsible for the second half of the night, but who told you not to remind me when the time comes?" Mu Feng Chun looked innocent.
"I'm too lazy to argue with you. I'll call the Gurus later, and I'll ask them to testify for me!" Because he had difficulty moving when he came to the city, Yuan Hua asked the two Gurus to wait on the mountain in the distance.
"You two, why are you arguing over this trivial matter?" Wu Fan stopped and said, "Calculating the time, it is less than half a day from the Yuhu Sect to here. Even if we arrived at the Yuhu Sect last night, we would still have to stay up until dawn. It didn’t take too long.”
"Little bald donkey, look at my friend and then look at you. Fortunately, you are from Jinsha Temple. Why are you so grumpy?" Mu Fengchun said with a slender beard.
"Senior Mu, we are about to enter the city ahead, you'd better say a few words!" Wu Fan said with a gloomy face.
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At the foot of Cangga City, a burly man in silver armor was inspecting the passers-by at the city gate.
"Next one, hurry up!"
"The ones in front! What are you doing blocking over there? Move your things quickly! You still have yours, go over and help!"
As the two soldiers moved forward to move the goods scattered at the door, the team that had been stagnant for a long time continued to move forward slowly.
"You look a little unfamiliar. Where did you guys come from?" The team moved forward for a while and then stopped briefly.
"Back to General Feng, the younger ones are going to Fengting to deliver goods with the cart puller in front..." Someone hurriedly squeezed out of the team, nodded and bowed to the man in silver armor.
"Really?" The man in silver armor was still a little worried and continued: "Since you are together, why are you divided into two teams?"
"Back to General, we were just dispersed by the crowd and wanted to meet up in the city..." The man explained hurriedly, then reached out and took out a crumpled thing from his arms, "Sir, please see, their bills are still there. It’s in our hands!”
"Well..." The man in silver armor looked up and down, but didn't find any clues. Seeing the queue getting longer, he handed the bill back, "Hurry in!"
"Thank you, General Feng." Several people saluted hurriedly, then huddled into the city.
"Boss, look, why don't I remember what I needed when I went into the city last time?" Seeing the situation in front of him, Yuan Hua squeezed in from behind Mu Fengchun.
"You don't care what he needs, little friend, hurry up and follow them! The city defenders can't see it anyway!" Mu Fengchun hurriedly urged as he saw the few people getting further and further away.
"Stop!" But just as they arrived at the door, they were blocked by the man in silver armor. "Look at how sneaky you are, tell me the truth! What are you here for!"
"Back to General, we...are also with the previous few people!" Mu Fengchun grinned and was about to get in.
The man in silver armor frowned and was about to speak, but Wu Fan spoke first: "General Feng Hu, he is joking! We are just passing through here and want to take a rest in a treasure spot. Although we don't have a token of our entry into the city, it won't take long to Will leave!"
Although Wu Fan didn't have a close relationship with Feng Hu, he had met him several times in different "identities" and knew what kind of character this person was. After all, entering the city cannot be forced, Wu Fan only hesitated for a moment before choosing to tell the truth.
"Token? Where did this token come from?" Feng Hu was puzzled. He was about to say something when he saw Yuan Hua behind Mu Fengchun, "You, come here!"
"Me?" Yuan Hua was stunned, feeling that the scene in front of him seemed familiar.
"Sure enough, it's you!" Feng Hu looked at it carefully and his expression suddenly relaxed: "Where did your kid's hair go?"
"Uh..." This nonsense sentence made Yuan Hua's head itch. He was stunned for a moment and finally recalled, "I have been traveling a lot recently, and it is really inconvenient to take care of my hair, so I can only shave it off temporarily."
"real
It's a pity, but this hairstyle is very suitable for you! Feng Hu smiled at a few people, then lowered his voice and said: "The city is not peaceful recently, you guys, be more careful! Go!"
After saying that, Feng Hu moved out of the way: "Those behind, hurry up and catch up! Don't fall behind again!"
…
On the way, Wu Fan kept reminiscing about old things, and finally remembered what happened back then.
No wonder this situation and scene are so familiar. It turns out that when I came back here as the Master of Qingshe, it was Yuan Hua's hairstyle that attracted Feng Hu...
But what makes Ufan feel strange is why this memory is so vague, as if... it happened to a stranger.
It has been a long time since I have used negative energy. This kind of amnesia is definitely not caused by it. Could it be that the situation is really like what Qixue Zun said, that he has been fused with the third prince's body and soul for too long, causing memory confusion?
"Boss! Fengting has arrived!" Seeing Wu Fan still moving forward, Yuan Hua reminded him hurriedly.
"Okay... let's go in!" Wu Fan came to his senses, then turned around and walked up to Fengting, "Senior Mu, you agreed to treat me, so don't regret it then!"
"Hey! It's just a meal, I can still... still afford it." Although he said this on the face, Mu Fengchun's heart was full of bitterness.
…
"We clearly agreed to gather three days ago, why did you guys come now?" an old man with gray hair said displeased. .
"Oh! We encountered some troubles on the road! It's good to be here!" The person who spoke had his eyes raised and lowered, completely out of line. I don't know whether it was because he was in a hurry or for other reasons, but his complexion was dull and his hair was dry, as if his whole body was covered with a layer of dust from top to bottom.
If Wu Fan were here, he would definitely be familiar with the person speaking. They were the same people who were lined up in front of him when they first entered the city.
"I have been delayed by you for too much time, and now I can only change my plan temporarily!" The gray-haired old man was too lazy to listen to the explanations of several people, and spread a map on the table.
"As expected of an old-timer, he can actually make the map so detailed!" After gathering around the table, these people couldn't help but secretly marveled.
The gray-haired old man was not in the mood to listen to a few people's flattery. He pointed at the map and said: "This Cangxi City has strict order and tight defense. It is extremely difficult to break through it from the outside! So the only thing we can do now is to attack from the inside!"
"Oh, may I ask what the old-timer has to say?"
"Gao Jian doesn't dare to say it. It's just that the net is always thin and loose! I thought that Cangxi City was always under the control of the Shi family, so as long as we can control the Shi family, we can save a lot of trouble! And..."
"Don't worry, old man. Don't worry, let us handle this matter!" Someone disagreed and agreed casually.
"Looking at your attitude, how can this old man feel at ease?" The gray-haired old man frowned, "Shut up and listen! You must be more careful when you act this time, and your identity must not be exposed!"
"But how can an unknown family be so nervous if they kill all of them?" Not everyone knows the courtesy of respect. Every time they are told, that person will feel a little more impatient.
"The nameless family?" The gray-haired old man sneered when he heard this, "Don't you think this last name is familiar?"
"Hey! It's just a lowly surname in a remote place, and it doesn't deserve to be taken seriously by me!" The man said with a frown on his face, feeling aloof.
"The Shi family...this surname does sound familiar..." Gao lowered his eyebrows, separated his eyes for a while, and then suddenly took a breath of cold air: "Old senior, you mean the one in Jianxingju?" Bit?"
"More than that." The gray-haired old man glared at the person who spoke arrogantly before, and said coldly, "Some words cannot be explained too clearly, but if you really want to die, I can help you now, but I don't want to do it because of you. He has harmed all of us and brought trouble to the League of Legends!"
"This..." Being stared at by the gray-haired old man, this man felt short of breath in his chest and his mouth and nose were dry, "Mr. Mu, please forgive me, I know I was wrong!"
The gray-haired old man named Mu Lao withdrew his gaze and continued: "It's just
A little bit of earth magic skills will make you want to raise your tail to the sky. If the alliance leader hadn't been on guard and sent the old man here, you might not know what kind of trouble you would cause! "
After a moment of silence, the gray-haired old man shook off his gray-white robe and stood up: "I have done what I need to do, how sure are you of the rest?"
"Eight points... no! Ten points! We are very sure!" A group of people quickly changed their words.
"I've spent too much energy these past few days and I really can't hold on anymore. Let's go to Fengting to take a rest for now! You guys just stay here and wait for me to give orders at any time..."
"Yes... I obey!" How could a group of people not dare to disobey, so they hurriedly agreed.
"Time is really unforgiving... Hahahaha..." The gray-haired old man smiled sinisterly, and then slowly left with his hands behind his hands.
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"Little bald donkey! I really wonder if your head is growing on the top of the rice bucket!" Mu Fengchun almost cried when he looked at the deflated money bag.
"Hiccup...Old liar, I'm growing, what's the problem with eating more?" Yuan Hua took advantage of it, and her face was full of joy.
"How shameless do you think you can eat more?" Mu Fengchun gritted his teeth in hatred.
"What else?" Yuan Hua patted his round belly, "If it weren't for the boss's sake, I could eat from now until dark!"
"Eat, eat, eat! Why don't I choke you to death!" Mu Fengchun rolled his eyes in anger.
"I think I just don't know if the boss will give me this opportunity?" Yuan Hua laughed again.
"Shut up! Sit back!" Ufan scolded in a cold tone with a cold tone.
Seeing Wu Fan's expression was wrong, Mu Fengchun and Yuan Hua hurriedly shut up and sat down politely.
"Hey! Sir, you are here!"
As soon as the waiter finished speaking, he saw an old man in gray and white robes coming into the Fengting Pavilion. He walked around the hall with squinted eyes, and then his eyes fell on Wu Fan and the others.
"Give me some of the... dishes over there! And... don't forget to warm up a few jugs of wine for me first!"
"okay!"
After the instructions were over, the man withdrew his gaze and headed back.
"Senior Mu, do you feel it?" Wu Fan glanced into the distance and lowered his voice.
"Yeah." Mu Fengchun nodded, "Strange, what is this guy's background? Why does he also have the aura of wood spirit in him?"
"I am certain that this person is from the League of Heroes." Wu Fan frowned, not expecting to see the Five Spirit Walkers here.
"Damn it! Why is this League of Heroes like a dog-skin plaster? It's everywhere?" Mu Fengchun cursed secretly, "Little friend, let's leave quickly! It will be a disaster if the League of Heroes finds out!"
Wu Fan had no intention of leaving, but nodded slightly and thought to himself: It seems that this is what General Feng Hu said was not peaceful...
As he said that, Wu Fan suddenly regained his smile: "Yuan Hua, did you just say that you wanted to eat until dark?"
Yuan Hua still didn't know why, but Wu Fan's moodiness was really scary: "Boss, I was joking just now! Since there is trouble here, let's leave first!"
"What's the hurry?" Wu Fan smiled, then knocked on the table and called the waiter over, "Waiter! Didn't you say before that there are no guest rooms here?"
"The guest officer is right, there are indeed no spare rooms here!"
"Then what's going on with him?" Wu Fan pointed at the back in the distance with an angry look on his face.
"Sir, please calm down. This guest has been staying at Fengting for a few days. He moved in early in the morning..." The waiter hurriedly apologized, "To be honest, other guest rooms were also booked by this guest!"
"No matter! I'm tired from eating today, so I must go to bed! If you don't make good arrangements, I will smash your Fengting Pavilion!" Wu Fan knew that Chihuang was far away in Luan Tower, so he spoke unscrupulously.
"Ouch! This...this is absolutely impossible..." The waiter was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, his mind was racing, and then he timidly said: "This guest, there is actually another guest room, but I don't know if the three distinguished guests don't like it.
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"What's there to dislike? I'm tired and just want to sleep, so why should I be picky!"
"Well...the guests, please come with me!"
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