Starting boy Ma Kongqun

Chapter 120 Fairy’s Hell

In the Western Regions, money is at the helm.

Shangguan Fei and Jing Wuming came back together.

Shangguan Fei caught up with Jing Wuming who had taken the first step in the middle of the journey. Although they didn't say a word to each other, they lived in peace along the way.

They came to Shangguan Jinhong's residence to return home.

This is a stone chamber made entirely of huge granite. There are no windows on all sides, leaving only a few fist-sized air holes at high places.

On the front of the stone chamber, a huge portal was opened that could even accommodate carriages.

At this moment, both door panels of the door are tightly closed, cutting off communication between inside and outside.

The door panel was dark and shimmering with metallic light, and it turned out to be two huge iron plates.

Although one was Shangguan Jinhong's son and the other was his most loyal minion, neither of them came forward to call the door.

As long as these two iron doors are closed, no matter inside or outside, the only person qualified to open them is the owner here.

Shangguan Fei and Jing Wuming stood outside the door and waited quietly, and then they heard a strange, somewhat deformed sound coming from the air hole above.

There was a woman's low voice, which sounded like the gentle whistling of a flute, and there was also a man's slightly heavy breathing.

They were no longer children, so they naturally knew what the sound meant, and then they thought of a woman at the same time, a woman who had just escaped from the Central Plains like a lost dog and sought shelter from the 'Money Gang'.

After the arrival of the woman known as the "most beautiful woman in the martial arts world", many men from the "Money Gang" tried to get close to her and win the beauty's favor, even Shangguan Fei was one of them.

But this woman who was famous far and wide seemed to have changed her gender. She was not as romantic and affectionate as the legend. She showed no pretense to all her suitors, and she just wholeheartedly tried to please Shangguan Jinhong.

Although Shangguan Jinhong always cultivates himself like an ascetic, he is not really a monk. As a normal man with lots of energy, he also has the need to vent his excess energy. And as long as he is a normal man, there is no way to reject such a woman.

Since this woman became Shangguan Jinhong's pillow, the other men in the "Money Gang" naturally gave up their pursuit of her.

At this moment, there are some differences between Shangguan Fei and Jing Wuming. Although Shangguan Jinhong needs women, he has always only regarded them as a tool to vent his energy. Every time he met a woman, he would always find another place, take her back to his residence, and live alone. This was the first time since they could remember.

Such changes made the two people closest to Shangguan Jinhong feel indescribable.

After a long time, there was a sound.

After a while, the iron door opened from the inside.

Shangguan Jinhong's low and majestic voice came out: "Come in!"

The two of them entered side by side, and the sight they saw made them startled again.

At this moment, the radiant Shangguan Jinhong was sitting on a huge grand master's chair. Behind him, Lin Xian'er, wearing only a half-covered veil, was gently massaging his shoulders and back.

There was originally no seating in this stone room. Except for sleeping, Shangguan Jinhong is accustomed to standing because he feels that sitting will make people too comfortable and lose their fighting spirit. He had persisted in this habit for decades, and neither Shangguan Fei nor Jing Wuming expected that one day it would change.

Naturally, the only thing that made Shangguan Jinhong change this habit was the woman behind him who looked as if she had been moisturized by rain and dew and was radiant, exuding fatal attraction from every part of her body.

At this moment, Shangguan Fei and Jing Wuming both thought of a comment people made about Lin Xian'er: "She is indeed a woman as beautiful as a fairy, but can lead men to hell."

Is it possible that even a tough hero like Shangguan Jinhong can't control his own devil and finally let it sink into this fairy hell?

Shangguan Jinhong paid no attention to their thoughts. Apart from taking another look at Jing Wuming's drooping left arm, his expression did not change at all: "Fei'er, tell me what happened."

"Yes, father!" The voice, as usual without any emotion, came into his ears. Shangguan Fei immediately dismissed all the thoughts in his mind and recounted the entire trip.

At the end, he added: "Xiang Song, Gao Xingkong, Yan Shuangfei, and Tang Du have all disappeared. Whether they are alive or dead or dead, they must have been broken!"

Hearing that this plan failed miserably, not only losing the four masters, but also losing one of Jing Wuming's most powerful killing arms, Shangguan Jinhong did not show any signs of shock, anger or reluctance.

After thinking deeply for a moment, he said: "This defeat was caused by the fact that we were still not vigilant enough about Ma Kongqun and did not make sufficient plans for this person to intervene. In the future, whenever this person's affairs are involved, we must assume that he will definitely take action." Come make plans.”

"Yes!"

Shangguan Fei and Jing Wuming both bowed their heads and obeyed.

Shangguan Jinhong was silent for a moment and said, "Follow me!"

After that, he stood up and walked out.

Shangguan Fei felt ecstatic in his heart. He knew that his father's words were meant for him, because as Jing Wuming's father's shadow, there was no need for him to give orders to him.

At that time, he quickly glanced at Jing Wuming, who was still expressionless next to him, suppressed his inner excitement and followed the stalwart figure whom he admired most in his life.

Jing Wuming hesitated for a moment, then followed and walked out.

The two of them had their own concerns, so much so that they ignored that Shangguan Jinhong actually allowed Lin Xianer to stay in this simple stone room that contained all the secrets of the "Money Gang".

Lin Xian'er walked to the door and watched the three people lined up in a straight line and drifted away. A strange smile flashed across her bright and pretty face.

The two iron doors slowly closed, and her figure was included in the seemingly endless darkness behind the door.

Shangguan Jinhong strides forward, Shangguan Fei follows suit.

Suddenly, he heard his own heavy footsteps.

Since he became successful in Qinggong, he rarely makes such heavy footsteps when walking unless he is deliberate.

When he looked down, he realized the reason.

It turned out that unknowingly, his footsteps had formed an unspeakable tacit understanding with his father. Each step he took happened to fall between his father's previous step and the next step. Every time, he takes the first step, his father takes the second step, he takes the third step, and his father takes the fourth step. They are obviously two people in tandem, but they are like a person with four legs. As natural as nature.

At first, it was his father's pace that actively matched his. When he walks fast, his father walks fast, and when he walks slowly, his father walks slowly, but he always maintains this strange tacit understanding.

After the father and son's actions formed a strange rhythm, he took the initiative to cooperate with his father. If his father walks fast, he will also walk fast. If his father walks slowly, he will also walk slowly.

Shangguan Fei's heart was filled with indescribable pleasure, not only because this walking method made him feel comfortable and every muscle in his body was relaxed, but also because this walking method originally belonged to Jing Wuming, and as Shangguan Jinhong's son, he I can only harbor envy and jealousy behind.

But at this moment... He turned around and glanced behind him, with a hint of sarcasm emerging from the corner of his mouth.

At this moment, Jing Wuming could no longer keep up with Shangguan Jinhong's pace. Every time he tried to embed this rhythm, Shangguan Jinhong would change the speed and disrupt the rhythm.

This made him farther and farther away from the father and son walking in front.

Finally, Jing Wuming chose to stop and looked at the two figures gradually receding, with deep sadness and pain in his dead gray eyes.

However, neither Jing Wuming, who was abandoned behind, nor Shangguan Fei, who was following suit, saw the deep sadness and pain on the face of Shangguan Jinhong, who was walking in front. "The mask covers up.

(Thanks to the book friends for the generous reward of professional nonsense, the second update will be provided at noon)

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