Martial Myth System

After Feng Family was forced to retreat by the mysterious expert, Han Feng led the Sword Suspension Department back to the Sword Suspension Department in Yunchen City.

It’s not that I was really afraid of the Taoist man, but the rush of this battle, and the lack of information about each other, really want a full-scale war, and there is no chance of victory, it’s better to just use This Taoist person intervened and retreated, seizing this good opportunity to first bring Feng Family patriarch back to the Sword Suspension Department, in this way, Shang can stand for a moment in the next constant trial confrontation.

Feng Bo was imprisoned in the Sword Suspension Department prison, and Han Feng came to the prison for investigation.

Slowly approaching the prison, there is a faint smell of woody decay in the air.

A copper window shines in the hazy sunlight to coat the objects in the prison with a golden layer.

A luxurious Feng Bo sat on the straw, closed his eyes, and his face was calm and collected.

Seventeen copper pillars with Martial Dao spells separate Han Feng and Feng Bo inside and outside the prison.

Han Feng hugged his elbows and looked at Feng Bo in detention through the copper pillar. A smile was drawn at the corner of his mouth, and he asked:

"Patriarch Feng is still a realm profound. Sitting in a prison alone can feel this calm and leisurely feeling~"

Feng Bo opened his eyes and looked at Han Feng who was standing outside the prison. He didn't have the consciousness of being a prisoner at all:

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"Life focuses on the state of mind. If the position of the experience is set wide enough, it should be the center of the universe wherever you don’t fall."

"Then I don’t know if the Feng Family encounters What's wrong, can Patriarch Feng have the detached state of mind he is now?"

Han Feng's eyes drenched during the questioning, and he waited with interest for Feng Bo's response.

Feng Bo didn’t seem to be worried at all. He sat down and sorted out the wrinkles on his clothes, and looked at Han Feng indifferently:

"Feng Family will not encounter accidents. This is where my confidence lies. It is also the reason why I dare to come to the Sword Suspension Department alone."

Han Feng has always had a slight jealousy about this guy, but he has already locked up people, Han Feng's fears no longer exist. Looking at Feng Bo is a game involving mood and a confrontation of consciousness.

"Involved in the assassination of the Imperial Court Third Prince, does Patriarch Feng feel that Feng Family will really be better? With the deterrent power of King Qi, it can really guarantee that Feng Family will be in Yunchendu. Sit back and relax? Or say... Patriarch Feng is so confident in Feng Family's expert?"

"It's OK~" Feng Bonodded smiled slyly, "Then I think Master Han, please guess...The night in Yunchendu...Will it be peaceful recently?"

"en?"

Han Feng's eyes narrowed.

"Feng Family, is there any other crafty plots and machinations trickery routines that will be implemented?"

"Hey, what did Mr. Han say? Our Han Family always abides by the law , Be cautious in words and deeds, how could there be any crafty plots and machinations? It's just a reminder from the mind of a public servant, you can't get it wrong~"

Han Feng looks at this Guy, expressionless.

For this Patriarch Feng, Han Feng is indeed a bit undecided... just kill it here, for fear that Feng Family will make things happen to the Imperial Court, when the time comes. After the Sao operation was exposed, the unlucky one definitely had himself... But if Han Feng were to send him back to Feng Family intact like this... it would be even more impossible.

coldly said:

"Patriarch Feng is interested in participating in our Sword Suspension Department torture experience program, which is absolutely tailor-made for you, very comfortable~"

Feng Bo smiled and waved his hand:

"Eh~ I don’t need it anymore. If this Feng person goes back with a torture injury, wouldn’t it be blamed on the Sword Suspension Department?"

"Well, Patriarch Feng makes sense, so let's stay here for a few more days, and when I think about how to provide you with good prison life services, I will come to you~"

After speaking, Han Feng nodded, shaking his clothes, turned and left.

Walking out of the Sword Suspension Department prison, Liu Minghua was waiting at the door.

Seeing Han Feng coming out, Liu Minghua quickly stepped forward and asked: "How?"

Han Feng stopped in front of Liu Minghua, pursed his lips, shrugged and said:

"Nothing, that guy rigorous schemes and deep foresight, wily old fox, and a thick skin... It's almost impossible to pry open his mouth."

"What should I do? ?"

Liu Minghua has already been real without realizing it. Han Feng is regarded as the backbone of the Sword Suspension Department.

Han Feng raised his eyebrows at Liu Minghua, said with a smile: "That's easy to do, do two things. The first one, send someone to Feng Family tomorrow, and say Feng Bo is in prison. Many evils have been admitted, so we have to investigate and collect evidence from Feng Family. As for the second case, according to Feng Bo, Yunchen is about to fall into chaos. Regardless of whether his words are true or false, we need to be prepared for prevention. ."

"In this case, I will send two more squads to patrol Yunchendu at night."

Han Feng discussed various matters with Liu Minghua, and then left separately.

……

That night.

The fog was thin, but the clouds in the sky were very thick.

Dense raindrops fall in the clouds and dust.

Desolate and graceful, lonely and cool.

The moss spreading in the cracks between the bricks and stones of the street is getting more and more green with the rain.

The streets are long and long, and the corners are faintly rainy and foggy.

A tall figure wearing a black cloak was first in the rainy night and mist, holding a silver white chain hammer in his hand, making the sound of chain collision, and slowly walking from side to side. .

The sound of chains echoed on the street, very slow, but like the minute hand of a clock.

This person exudes a primordial will to kill. There is no majestic Martial Dao True Qi, and no weird blessings, but with this murderous aura, the man in the cloak still looks like Represents the ultimate horror monster.

The rain keeps going.

In the distance, three stumbling drunkards walked on their shoulders, and the scent of alcohol all over them could not be quenched even in the rain.

All the way hehe haha, the three of them walked towards each other with the cloaked man.

They were drunk and smiling, shrouded in rich murderous aura, with a clever back, they were a little awake.

"What's that...?"

One of the drunks asked drunkenly.

Another opening replied:

"What, it's a person..."

The third person drank the least and was the most sober, feeling rich It seemed as if there was a real murderous aura, and the calf was shaking...

"Let’s go, let’s go..."

However, the man in the cloak was just halfway through the conversation. come over.

Raised the chain hammer in his hand and smashed it down heavily.

The first drunkard was hit, half of his head was smashed, and the broken body shook and fell into the rain.

The other two drunks met, were so scared that the courage entirely to break, and ran away.

However, the man in the cloak didn't even chase him, just threw away the chain hammer in his hand at will.

The long chain wrapped around the neck of a drunkard, and the hammer broke the head of another drunkard... All this happened so quickly that it was too late for people to react.

The three corpses were trapped in the rain on the road, evil and terrifying.

The man in the cloak did not stop, and continued to walk aimlessly in the rain.