With system support: What's wrong with clicking like crazy?

After Feng Qingjiu finished eating the wontons, he sent the silly boy back to the palace and went back to his room to sleep.

Just when I was sleeping soundly, the door of the room was suddenly pushed open by Xia Ling.

“Miss...! Miss...!” Xia Ling’s anxious voice came.

Feng Qingjiu turned over and said softly, "Xia Ling, what's wrong? It's still dark! Let me sleep for a while."

"Miss, something terrible has happened...!" Xia Ling said.

At this moment, the system also swung its butt quickly in: [Ah... Host, something bad has happened! ]

Feng Qingjiu finally opened his eyes lazily: "What happened to you all?"

Xia Ling said: "Miss, our house is surrounded...!"

Surrounded?

What do you mean?

Feng Qing was drunk and scratched his head: "Xia Ling, explain clearly."

Xia Ling cried: "I don't know what to say, I am surrounded anyway."

Feng Qingjiu: [Tongtong, what's going on? ]

System: [Host, I don’t know either, but there are a lot of people outside, and there are many experts.]

Feng Qingjiu: [If you haven't figured it out, then why are you joining in the fun and disturbing my sweet dreams? ]

"Miss...!" Dongxue also walked in at a very fast pace.

Feng Qingjiu looked at Dongxue, eyes half open and half closed: "Dongxue, what happened? Xia Ling can't describe it clearly, you tell me."

Dong Xue frowned and said, "Miss, those people from the underworld surrounded our courtyard and threatened to kill the witch."

"Witch? Who...? Do we have a witch here?" Feng Qingjiu asked confusedly.

Dongxue and the other person looked at each other!

Xia Ling stamped her feet, her tone very anxious: "Miss, the witch they are talking about is you!"

System: [Host, I guess the news that you are not dead has spread. The people at the door are the same group as last time.]

Feng Qingjiu: [Are these people sick? Why do they have to come here in the middle of the night?]

Feng Qingjiu felt that this group of people were really crazy.

Witch?

Feng Qingjiu just wanted to laugh.

"Xia Ling, bring my clothes here." Feng Qingjiu stood up and put on his boots.

"Miss, there are a lot of them, and they look very ferocious. Madam has specifically instructed not to let you go out." Xia Ling said.

Dongxue also echoed: "Yes, Miss, you should hide for a while!"

Feng Qingjiu raised the corner of her mouth slightly, revealing a disdainful smile: "Hide? Why should I hide? I want to see what they want to do."

...............

At this time, the door was already surrounded by people.

There were people of all kinds, carrying knives and swords.

The white-haired old man said, "Madam, as long as you hand over the Fengqing wine, we will never embarrass you."

Others echoed: "That's right, quickly hand over that witch Feng Qingjiu...!"

"Witch..." Song Shu sneered and said, "My daughter has never killed innocent people. How come she has become a witch in your mouth?"

"You so-called upright people are nothing but beasts in human form."

The man wearing the bamboo hat roared, "You...! Woman, we won't bother with you. Hand over the Fengqing wine quickly and we'll spare your life."

"A Shu...!" Gu Jing'an pushed through the crowd.

When she saw Gu Jingan, Song Shu felt as if she had found her backer.

"Jingan, you're here...!"

Gu Jingan nodded: "I received the news and rushed here. Are you okay?"

Song Shu nodded: "I'm fine."

The man in the bamboo hat said again: "You two should stop being so affectionate here, and quickly hand over the witch Feng Qingjiu."

"Hmph..." Gu Jing'an glanced at the man in the bamboo hat: "What if you don't hand it over?"

The man in the bamboo hat bulged his eyes: "If you don't hand it over, you will die together...!"

Gu Jingan pointed at the group of people in front of him and said, "You people with ulterior motives, don't think I don't know what you are up to."

"Most of you are here to improve your martial arts skills, or to fight for the power that can change the martial arts world!"

"Unparalleled Sword Technique, don't you think you are worthy enough?"

"Don't worry about what we are doing. Hand over the Fengqing wine and the "Unparalleled Sword Technique", and we may be able to give you a chance to live!" Scarface shouted loudly, with unquestionable majesty in his voice.

"No matter what, the little witch Feng Qingjiu must die today...!"

“Yo...! You ugly old man with the scar, you want to kill me too...? Who gave you the courage?” Feng Qingjiu’s domineering voice came.

When everyone looked over, they saw Feng Qingjiu in a light purple dress, walking towards them slowly.

"Ajiu, why did you come out?" Song Shu looked worried: "Xia Ling, didn't I ask you to keep an eye on the young lady?"

Xia Ling said bitterly: "Madam, I can't stop you!"

"Mother, it was my daughter who insisted on coming here. Please don't blame them." Feng Qingjiu held the beautiful mother's hand and said gently.

"Ajiu, you should listen to your mother." Gu Jing'an said.

Feng Qingjiu smiled and said, "Don't worry, Uncle Gu. These scumbags can't do anything to me."

"Feng Qingjiu, you are not dead after all...!" said the old man.

"Hmph..." Feng Qingjiu snorted coldly: "I am blessed with a long life, how can you bastards kill me so easily?"

"Feng Qingjiu, hand over the unparalleled sword technique...!" the white-haired old man said sternly.

"If you don't want to hand it over, come and take it if you have the guts. I'll settle all the new and old grudges together." Feng Qingjiu's eyes were extremely sharp.

As soon as these words were spoken, the people surrounding the cozy courtyard drew their swords, looking ready to attack.

"Uncle Gu, please bring my mother in...!"

"Ajiu, I won't leave...! I want to stay here with you." Song Shu shook her head.

"If you want to kill Miss Feng, you must first pass the level of the All Saints Pavilion."

A masked man fell from the sky and stood in front of Feng Qingjiu.

"The Master of All Saints Pavilion, Lin Mobai?" the old man murmured.

"Lin Mobai...?" Everyone started talking.

"What is the relationship between Lin Mobai and Fengqing Wine?"

"Who knows!"

"I heard that Lin Mobai has already reached the ninth level...!"

"Master Lin, Feng Qingjiu holds the secret of killing. We cannot let him stay, otherwise the world will be in chaos!" The old man narrowed his eyes and said, "As a famous and upright sect, Wansheng Pavilion should be the first to kill the witch."

Lin Mobai curled his lips and smiled, his voice cold: "Where did you come from? How dare you teach me how to do things?"

When the old man heard this, he immediately lowered his head and said, "I dare not."

A strong man with a full beard said loudly, "Old sir, what is there to be afraid of with just the Wansheng Pavilion? Do you think Wansheng Pavilion dares to be the enemy of the entire Tianyuan Continent?"

Suddenly, the scent of fresh flowers filled my nose, followed by a loud male voice.

"Plus my Seven Killing Palace!"

“The Palace Master of the Seven Killings Palace…?” The white-haired old man spoke slowly as he looked at the man falling from the sky.