At this critical moment, Feng Qingwu didn't even change her expression. She just quickly flexed her fingers, with the sword intention as soft as the breeze, with the true meaning as the breeze, wrapped in the gentle spiritual power, before she fell -
The soft wind-like spiritual power directly supported Feng Qingwu's body.
Hold her firmly, and finally lower her slowly to the ground.
Mu Jiuke, who was following Feng Qingwu, was obviously prepared in advance. He took a step with his two paws and landed quite lightly.
After landing, he raised his head and looked at Feng Qingwu.
"This stupid woman is really talented in swordsmanship——"
"Since ancient times, the art of swordsmanship has been focused on killing. It would rather break than bend, and it will hurt when you strike. To be able to use the sword with such a strong intention to kill, you really have your own understanding, and it has truly become like an arm."
"It seems that even if the sword intention is invisible in the second level of swordsmanship, this stupid woman has already walked a short distance away, which is not bad..."
Mu Jiuke couldn't help but secretly marvel in his heart.
At this moment, Feng Qingwu happened to land on the ground, patted his chest with a sigh of relief, and was about to turn back to pick up his Xiaobai, when suddenly——
She met Mu Jiuke's happy little eyes.
Feng Qingwu: ...It’s hard to comment.
The next moment, she tapped her finger directly on the cub's little head!
Mu Jiuke was furious: "Stupid woman, how can you be disrespectful to me!"
The moment before the dark cub became violent, Feng Qingwu had already picked him up, and then raised his head to look at the place where he fell.
"Strange, the passage is actually under the ground."
"Using a special floor covered with grass, it seems to have the function of concealing the detection of spiritual consciousness. The hollow wall is also a blindfold..."
But thinking of this, Feng Qingwu couldn't help but frown. It seemed that she hadn't found a way down just now. How could she--
Before she could think clearly, a human voice came from not far away.
"If I had known that Miss Wu didn't eat much, I should have gone."
"Are you kidding? Whoever sees it will have a share!"
In the dim passage, Feng Qingwu pulled her hood. Under the operation of her exquisite spiritual power, the black cloak made her seem to blend into the passage, and her breathing was suppressed to the point of being almost inaudible.
Her beautiful eyes were staring not far away.
Unexpectedly, Feng Qingwu had been looking for the kitchen that he had never seen in the Wu family for so long, but it was actually hidden in such a strange and hidden passage. This strange style made people feel that something was wrong...
The candle was dim, and the flickering flame caused light and shadow to sway in the kitchen.
It gave everything a sense of horror, horror, and fear.
The speakers were two servants working in the kitchen. They were leaning against the chopping board and talking. One of them was the person Feng Qingwu had seen before.
I saw the servant holding the dinner plate and licking it with his tongue.
The servants on the side looked at him angrily and jealously.
"Miss Wu, that idiot is really wasting his resources. This is the kind of ingredients specially provided by the kitchen. I can't let it go to waste."
"Damn it, if I had known I would have collected it."
Another servant cursed secretly, but still said: "Forget it, you have eaten everything, but after this time you won't get sick in the next few years."
"I didn't expect that I could still be fine at my age."
“It’s great to have a hands-on job in the kitchen!”
The servant finally put down his dinner plate, his face showed a look of ecstasy and unsatisfied greed, and his whole spirit seemed to be particularly crazy.
Even from a distance, Feng Qingwu could see that when he closed his eyes and enjoyed it, his neck was covered with thin, scale-like things, exactly the same as what she had seen in the meal before. !
But the two servants didn't know anything about it.
Even the other person who didn't eat it looked at that person with eyes shining.
Seeing such a scene made Feng Qingwu feel chilly and her back felt cold.
While she was hiding, the two servants seemed to have heard the summons bell, and soon brought out a dinner plate from the kitchen, which was filled with exquisite food, and the fragrance was even more enticing. people.
But the strange thing is——
The two people who were still fighting for each other just now are now pushing away.
It wasn't until a long while later that the person who lost the fist fight finally picked it up with a look of disgust on his face, and then walked through the dim passage.
Just in time, Feng Qingwu passed by.
Although the servant was weird, he was just an untrained mortal. She didn't notice Feng Qingwu covering herself with spiritual power, but she could clearly see the disgusted expression on the servant's face, as if - —
What I smelled was an extremely foul smell.
But Feng Qingwu felt strange.
Because until now, she only belatedly, as if her five senses were blinded, recalled the meal she saw in the morning - it was beautifully prepared, but tasteless, maybe... only the person who ate it could feel it.
Just like this, the servant looks like this now.
Maybe it’s hard to accept the smell and taste of normal food.
When she thought of this, Feng Qingwu subconsciously lowered her head and looked at the cub in her arms. Mu Jiuke was already looking at her worriedly, with disapproval in his eyes.
——As if he wanted to grab her and run away.
'Sure enough, it's the food. '
'So tonight's family dinner is even more dangerous...'
Feng Qingwu's heart sank slightly, but the most important thing was that in order to find out the truth and find clues about Jiaolong, she could not avoid this kind of thing.
Not to mention - the only clues that are related to the dragon are the strange scales in the food and the servant's neck.
After the servant who delivered the food left, the remaining person also lay down on the table to rest. Feng Qingwu confirmed that there was only one person in the kitchen, and the other cooks were busy in the back kitchen preparing dishes for the family banquet. .
Then she hugged her little boy, pulled up her hood, and quickly slipped in. She ducked all the way, bypassing the sleeping servants, and went to the kitchen.
Want to know what's going on.
Then we can only see how these weird dishes are made!
Thinking of this, Feng Qingwu had already taken advantage of the situation and reached into the kitchen. After placing Mu Jiuke in a safe place in the corner, he continued walking inside.
The style of the back kitchen is the same as the outside.
Equally eerie and terrifying.
The flames when the cooks were cooking reflected on their pale faces. Their appearance was even better than that of the servant before. Their faces were already covered with fine lines, and they were cooking with no expression at the moment.
The helper who was responsible for the attack entered through a small door.
But after a while, a hint of blood appeared in the air.
Immediately afterwards, the helper came out carrying a crystal clear bowl. The bowl contained something that looked like a huge finger bone.
It is wrapped in red and somewhat transparent meat.
And... blood-red scales? !
