Wuwu Jianghu

Chapter 2309 Leading His Men Away

After they left, the woman quickly closed the doors and windows. More than a dozen painters came to the backyard and said, "Master, the person who just came here doesn't look like an ordinary person. He asked us to paint a portrait of Feng Ziyue."

Oh.

What does the person you asked me to draw look like? The red-robed masked woman pondered for a moment, "Could it be that the Yellow Wolf has come out in disguise?"

She walked back and forth in the house, muttering Feng Ziyue's name, and ordered her men to search the surrounding areas for Feng Ziyue's whereabouts. The woman in red robe left from the backyard.

As soon as the woman in red robe left, Feng Ziyue walked quickly into the painters' hall. More than a dozen male and female painters glanced at him and saw that he was wearing dirty clothes. This group of people were snobbish and shouted at him to get out.

Feng Ziyue looked at the portraits hanging on the wall of the studio and didn't leave. She took out a handful of silver and waved it around. When the female painter saw the silver, she danced with joy and ran to the front with a smile, "Sir, please take a seat."

The woman invited the man to serve tea.

Eight or nine painters said goodbye to the woman and left. Feng Ziyue interrupted and asked what they were doing. The woman did not hide anything and told Feng Ziyue that they were out looking for a man named Feng Ziyue.

Feng Ziyue stood up to leave, but returned to his seat to discuss the price of the painting with the woman. He took the opportunity to observe the situation inside the house. The woman's every move made him wonder, are these people looking for him enemies or friends?

Feng Ziyue knew that asking too many questions would cause trouble, but if she didn't ask, she would have no idea of ​​the situation.

He held the tea bowl and looked at the woman lovingly. It was the first time for the woman to be looked at with such admiring eyes by a man. She felt very shy and her face flushed. "What the hell are you looking at?"

Miss, you look at most 18 years old. You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. You are such a talented girl. You can draw at such a young age. I am so envious and jealous.

"Oh my god." The woman suddenly stood up and stood in front of Feng Ziyue, looking at him straight. Feng Ziyue thought that the compliment failed and smiled awkwardly.

The woman burst into tears and asked, "Is what you just said true? I was 18 years old and the most beautiful?"

When Feng Ziyue heard this, she knew that the woman had taken the bait, and she lied with her eyes wide open, "Yes, it's true, that's right, the more I look at you, the more you look like a fairy, a real fairy."

I have lived for more than forty years, and you are the first person to tell the truth. Just tell me, whatever you want to paint, I will give it to you for free, and even give you a few extra portraits.

  Feng Ziyue looked around and saw that there was no one at the door of the front and back yard. He asked why they had to go out to look for Feng Ziyue, what they wanted to do with Feng Ziyue, and who asked them to look for Feng Ziyue?

The woman was probably overwhelmed by Feng Ziyue's sweet talk, and she didn't hide the whole story. When he mentioned that the red-robed masked woman was the red-robed masked woman in the water manor, she hugged the woman in surprise, "You are the fairy, you are the fairy, tell me, who is the real face of that masked woman, and what is her name?"

The woman shook her head and said, "I'm sorry, I don't know her name, but I saw her true face once when I was bathing her."

Quick, quick, quickly draw a portrait of the woman in red robe. Feng Ziyue wants to find out who this woman really is. He wants revenge. Damn it. Some time ago, when he was preparing to attack Hu Yuanxi and Zhou Jifeng, he met someone shouting for help on the road. He found that a man pretending to be himself was being chased by the guards. Feng Ziyue helped him. The fake Feng Ziyue ran all the way and led him to the primitive dense forest water manor. Feng Ziyue was attacked by the fake Feng Ziyue. The masked red-robed woman and others tortured him to death. It turned out to be a group of thieves. He finally ran out. However, Feng Ziyue did not go to settle accounts with them. He fought with the red-robed masked woman. This guy is not simple. He originally planned to go to the Wulin Alliance Leader's Mansion to deal with Hu Yuanxi and Zhou Jifeng to destroy the Wujiang Dafa Array. Hey, things are unpredictable. He was dragged to Xishan Sect after turning around!

The woman was so flattered by Feng Ziyue that she could no longer tell east from west. She picked up a piece of drawing paper and drew a portrait of a woman in a red robe and a mask. Feng Ziyue stood by and watched.

欻欻欻.

The woman's hands were very fast. She painted abnormally, starting from the feet to the top of the head. When she was about to paint the head of the red-robed and masked woman, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, there was a flash of light. Feng Ziyue shot two darts away. When she looked from the side, she saw that one of the darts had pierced the woman's throat. She died without even having time to scream.

Damn it! Feng Ziyue was so angry that she picked up the headless portrait, jumped out of the window and chased in the direction of the dart. She saw a woman in a white robe, a bamboo hat and a chain gourd in her hand, running on the eaves and walls like lightning. There were many people in the streets and alleys. Feng Ziyue didn't shout out. He was happy to see the chain gourd. This guy was Liu Dongyan. Only this guy used this weapon. She ran after him.

The town was not very big. The two of them walked out of the town one after the other and came to an orchard next to the fields in the suburbs. The woman in the white robe and bamboo hat entered a wooden shed at the gate of the fence on the north side of the orchard and closed the door.

Feng Ziyue chased to the gate of the orchard fence but did not dare to enter without permission. He had dealt with Liu Dongyan many times. Although this woman had no deep hatred against him, she was possessed by a demon and would kill you for no reason.

Feng Ziyue was also very angry. Damn it! The female painter could have immediately drawn the true face of the masked woman in red robe, but the damn Liu Dongyan ruined her plan. The more he thought about it, the angrier he got. He jumped to the door of the wooden house, reached out to push the door, then retracted his hand for a moment. Damn it! He couldn't be impulsive. Liu Dongyan was a master of magic and could launch sneak attacks. He jumped out of the fence again, looked at the mountains and dense forests next to the orchard, and then looked around the fields. There was nothing around, just the wild hillside. He had a bad feeling here.

The cold wind was blowing, Feng Ziyue picked a red apple and chewed it. He had important things to do, so it would be better for him not to argue and leave.

I won't beat you, but I want to vent my anger. Feng Ziyue chewed an apple and stood at the door of the wooden house, cursing for ten minutes. According to his experience, Liu Dongyan, who has a bad temper, would have rushed out to deal with him long ago. It was very strange that there was no movement in the wooden house while he was cursing, which alarmed the wild boars, hungry wolves, pythons, frogs, and rabbits around to come and watch.

The wild beasts were talking about the matter. The wild boars said that Feng Ziyue was mentally ill, the rabbits said that Feng Ziyue was an ambitious young man, and the pythons said that Feng Ziyue was kicked in the head by a donkey. Only the hungry wolves had shifty eyes and drooled. While the wild boars, rabbits, pythons, and pheasants were all focusing on Feng Ziyue, the hungry wolves split up and pounced on the target. There was howling and wailing at the scene, and the wild beasts suffered heavy losses and fled in all directions.

Feng Ziyue was too lazy to pay attention to the herd of animals. He stared at the wooden house and cursed for more than ten minutes. There was no response from the people in the house. He felt something was wrong, so he threw the apple paste at the wooden house, smashed the door, and turned and left.

欻欻欻.

欻欻.

The earth shook and then quickly returned to calm. Feng Ziyue quickly flicked his wrist and the Xuan Kun needle hidden in his cane came out of its sheath. He stopped and looked around. The ground cracked, and more than a dozen masked men and women holding swords came out from all directions.

When Feng Ziyue saw them, she got angry and laughed, "Fuck you, why do you guys like to wear masks? Are you afraid of meeting people, or do you think wearing masks makes you mysterious?"