Under One: Play as Qiao Feng at the beginning

"Why are you still standing here, why don't you roll into the room and think about it!"

Zhu Xiaomei ran back to her room in tears after being scolded by Hall Master Zhu.

On the other hand, Qiao Feng began to sit there quietly again, motionless as if in meditation.

Hall Master Zhu didn't dare to disturb him, and after making another pot of tea for Qiao Feng, he quietly left with Dianqing.

As for that little sister Zhu just now, Qiao Feng couldn't arouse any interest in her.

Although he was deep in Qin Shimingyue's world, Qiao Feng still thought about how to complete the task as soon as possible, so as to return to the original world line.

As for anything else, Qiao Feng didn't want to care about it, and he didn't bother to care about it.

In this way, at night, the evening breeze quietly blew into the courtyard, engulfing the coolness of the end of summer, and awakened Qiao Feng.

"It's getting cold, it's almost autumn."

Qiao Feng said to himself, and then he looked out the window at the starry sky.

After all, it is ancient times, and the stars can be clearly seen twinkling in the night sky.

As for modern times, it is impossible to see such a clear starry sky at all, and it is thankful not to take a breath of smog.

A leaf fell slowly, and a smile suddenly appeared on Qiao Feng's face.

"Okay, you're finally here."

When the leaves fell, a black shadow suddenly stood on the beam not far from Qiao Feng.

Under the bleak moonlight, the black shadow appeared to be so mysterious, handsome and inaccessible.

"Any clues?"

Qiao Feng stared at a yellow flower in the courtyard, and asked the black shadow on the eaves without raising his head.

"The leader has a good method, and he actually knows that I am here."

It was Wei Zhuang standing on the beam at the moment.

Wei Zhuang, as the successor of Guigu Zongheng and the leader of the Quicksand Organization, is already arrogant and pretentious.

Ordinary people, let alone being his leader, even if they are on an equal footing with him, are not worthy of this qualification.

However, for Qiao Feng, Wei Zhuang was convinced.

"Reporting to the leader, I did find out some rumors, so I came here to report."

If it is said that Wei Zhuang handles affairs, it is reliable.

Qiao Feng's order at noon had been contemplated for a period of time to investigate, but he didn't expect that there would be news this evening.

"tell me the story."

Qiao Feng said lightly.

"Xiakui's position is vacant, and there are open and secret fights within the farmhouse. I found out that it was not a specific person who issued the Shennong Order, but a mysterious organization."

Hearing what Wei Zhuang said, it aroused Qiao Feng's interest.

"Oh? Mysterious organization, what kind of mysterious method, even you, the quicksand boss, don't know the name."

In the end, Wei Zhuang sneered, jumped from the eaves, and landed in front of Qiao Feng without making a sound.

"Moyu Qilin came to report. This organization has access to the imperial government and the rivers and lakes. Its hands and eyes are in the sky. But in my opinion, it is just a group of children playing house."

As far as Wei Zhuang's aura is concerned, it's really not covered up.

If it hadn't been for Qiao Feng standing in front of Wei Zhuang, any random person would probably not be able to hold back Wei Zhuang's arrogance.

"Could it be a trap?"

Qiao Feng's first object of suspicion was Zhao Gao's trap.

"Zhao Gao is in Xianyang Palace, but the nets are all over the world. Maybe it really is him."

Wei Zhuang also responded with some doubts.

In fact, Qiao Feng had suspected Zhao Gao before, and suspected that Luo Wang was behind it.

Now it seems that it is really them.

"There is one more thing. Tomorrow we will leave together and go to Lieshan Hall."

Wei Zhuang never questioned Qiao Feng's orders.

Because in Wei Zhuang's heart, no matter what decision Qiao Feng makes, it must be the best decision, and Qiao Feng has his own reasons.

If Wei Zhuang or Gai Nie couldn't read Qiao Feng's thoughts, they just blamed themselves for their mediocre aptitude and couldn't keep up with the thinking of this peerless master.

"Take orders."

After saying this, Wei Zhuang suddenly disappeared in place, as if he had never been there.

Only the faintly flowing breath in the same place proves that Wei Zhuang has been here.

However, even such a person with superb internal strength and martial arts could not become arrogant in front of Qiao Feng.

After Wei Zhuang left, Qiao Feng's eyes suddenly fell on the door of Zhu Xiaomei's boudoir.

For some reason, Qiao Feng always felt that something was not quite right.

But for a while, Qiao Feng couldn't tell what was wrong.

"Forget it, maybe it's because I traveled to Qin Shimingyue's world and used up too many brain cells, so I just worried too much."

Thinking of this, Qiao Feng retreated to the room and closed the window.

The night outside is quiet, and in this long world, I don't know who can have the last laugh.

At the same time, deep in the dense forest, the bright moonlight shines on the face of a peerless beauty.

This woman has snow-white hair and is wearing a green Tsing Yi.

Thousands of fallen leaves swirled around the woman, and a powerful energy field gradually formed around the woman.

And she is the female head of the Taoist Tianzong, No. 1 of the Tianzong, Master Xiaomeng.

When Xiaomeng was meditating, swallowing the essence of the sun and the moon, there was a pair of eyes in the dark, watching Master Xiaomeng's every move.

"Hmph, it's finally time to end the grievances between us."

Just as Master Xiaomeng was meditating to lock his heart, a white light suddenly flashed deep in the dense forest.

Under the moonlight, this white light flashed in an instant, like a white lightning, striking in Xiaomeng's direction.

But Xiaomeng still didn't move at all. One must know that even the head of Tianzong would be seriously injured if hit by this exercise.

But when the white lightning was about to hit Xiaomeng, Xiaomeng disappeared instantly.

Only Wan Qian fell to the ground, slowly fluttering down to the ground.

Wherever the white lightning went, it was a piece of coke, and the thousands of fallen leaves were turned into a piece of ashes.

Only Master Xiaomeng seemed to have never appeared in this place before.

Seeing this scene, the person who just wanted to assassinate Xiaomeng was dumbfounded.

He immediately used his internal strength to form a barrier around himself, and took the opportunity to observe the movement around him.

But the surrounding area is empty, as if there are no living things in the surrounding area.

It is so quiet that this person can hear his own heartbeat very clearly.

Just when this person was extremely nervous, there was a sudden sound of breaking through the air behind him.

Whoosh!
Before this person could react, a falling leaf flying knife had already slashed across his neck.

A bright red blood flowed slowly from his neck in an instant.

Fortunately, the wound was not deep, it was just a little bit of skin.

But this made the man instantly feel that something was wrong.

"Xiaomeng, I know you are here, come out!"

The man kept shouting into the surrounding air, but no one answered him at all.

After a while like this, Xiaomeng's figure suddenly appeared in a place where a fallen leaf hovered.