martial arts mythology system

Chapter 231

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After the Feng family was forced to retreat by the mysterious Taoist master, Han Feng led the Xuanjian Division back to the Xuanjian Division in Yunchendu.

It's not that I'm really afraid of that Taoist, but this battle came in a hurry, and we don't have enough information about each other. If we really want to start a full-scale war, there is no chance of winning. It's better to let this Taoist intervene And to retreat, seize this good opportunity to bring the Patriarch of the Feng family back to the Xuanjian Division first, so that the above can gain a momentary advantage in the next constant trial and confrontation.

After imprisoning Feng Bo in the prison of Xuanjian Division, Han Feng came to the prison to investigate.

Slowly approaching the prison, there was a faint smell of decaying wood in the air.

A copper window shines in the hazy sunlight, which gilds the objects in the prison with a layer of gold.

Feng Bo, who was dressed luxuriously, sat on the pile of straw, with his eyes closed, his face was calm and composed.

Seventeen copper pillars with martial arts techniques separated Han Feng and Feng Bo inside and outside the prison.

Han Feng held his elbows and looked at the imprisoned Feng Bo through the copper pillar, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and asked:
"Patriarch Feng is indeed of a high level, sitting alone in a prison can give off such a peaceful and leisurely feeling~"

Feng Bo opened his eyes and looked at Han Feng standing outside the prison, without the consciousness of a prisoner at all:

"The most important thing in life is the state of mind. If the location of the heart is wide enough, then no matter where you are, it should be the center of the universe."

"Then I don't know, if something unexpected happened to the Feng family, would the head of the Feng family still be in such a detached state of mind?"

During the questioning, Han Feng's eyes froze, waiting for Feng Bo's reaction with great interest.

But Feng Bo didn't seem to be worried at all. He sat down and straightened the wrinkles on his clothes, and looked at Han Feng calmly:
"The Feng family will not encounter any accidents. This is my confidence and the reason why I dare to come to Xuanjian Division alone."

Han Feng has always had a slight fear of this guy, but he has already locked him up, so Han Feng's fear no longer exists. Looking at Feng Bo's eyes is a game involving state of mind, and it is also a confrontation of consciousness .

"Being involved in the assassination of the third prince of the imperial court, does Patriarch Feng think that the Feng family will really feel better? With King Qi's deterrent power, can they really guarantee that the Feng family can sit back and relax in Yunchen? Or... Patriarch Feng is right. That Taoist master from the Feng family is so confident?"

"It's okay~" Feng Bo nodded, smiling a little cunningly, "Then I'd like to ask Mr. Han to guess... the night in Yunchendu... will it be peaceful recently?"

"Ok?"

Han Feng narrowed his eyes.

"Could it be that the Feng family still has some tricks, tricks, and treacherous routines that are about to be implemented?"

"Hey, what are you talking about, Mr. Han? Our Han family has always been law-abiding and cautious in words and deeds. How could there be any conspiracy? It's just a reminder from the mind of a public citizen. Can you tell me?" Don't get me wrong~"

Han Feng looked at this guy with a blank expression on his face.

Han Feng is really a bit undecided about the head of the Feng family... Let's kill him here, for fear that the Feng family will bring the matter to the court, and he will definitely be unlucky after this wave of coquettish operations is exposed. ... But if Han Feng were to send him back to Feng's family intact... that would be even more impossible.

Said coldly:

"Is Patriarch Feng interested in participating in our Xuanjian Division torture experience plan? It's definitely tailor-made for you. It's extremely refreshing~"

Feng Bo smiled and waved his hands:
"Hey~ It's not necessary, if someone Feng goes back with a torture injury, won't people blame Xuan Jiansi?"

"Well, what Patriarch Feng said makes sense, how about it, you can stay here for a few more days, and come to you after I have figured out how to provide you with a good prison life~"

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

Walking out of the prison of Xuanjian Division, Liu Minghua was waiting at the door.

Seeing Han Feng coming out, Liu Minghua hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "How is it?"

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

"It's no use, that guy is scheming, cunning, and thick-skinned... It's almost impossible to pry his mouth open."

"Then what should we do?"

Unconsciously, Liu Minghua really regarded Han Feng as the pillar of Yun Chen Du Xuanjian.

Han Feng raised his eyebrows at Liu Minghua, and said with a smile: "That's easy to do, two things. The first thing is to send someone to Feng's house tomorrow, saying that Feng Bo has confessed to many evil deeds in prison, so we have to Go to Feng's house to investigate and collect evidence. As for the second matter, according to Feng Bo, Yun Chen is about to fall into chaos, no matter whether his words are true or not, we need to be prepared."

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

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

……

that night.

The fog was thin, but the clouds in the sky were thick at that time.

Fine raindrops are falling in the clouds and dust.

Desolate and graceful, lonely and cool.

The moss spreading in the gaps between the bricks and stones of the street is getting greener and greener after being moistened by the rain.

The streets are long and secluded, and the corners of the streets are covered with a faint mist in the rain.

A tall figure wearing a black cloak was first in the mist of the rainy night, holding a silver-white chain hammer in his hand, making the sound of chains colliding, and slowly walked from one side to the other.

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

This person exudes a primitive will to kill, without the majestic martial arts qi, and without any strange magical blessings, but with this murderous aura, the cloaked man still seems to represent an extremely terrifying monster.

It rained non-stop.

In the distance came three drunkards with arms crossed and staggering, the smell of alcohol could not be quenched even in the rain.

Laughing and laughing all the way, the three of them walked towards the cloaked man.

They who were drunk and laughing were enveloped in a strong murderous aura, and there was a shrewdness on their backs, and they became a little sober.

"What it is?"

one of the drunks asked drunkenly.

Another opened his mouth and replied:

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

The third person drank the least and was the most sober. He felt the murderous aura that seemed to have substance, and his calves were trembling...

"Let's go..."

However, just in the middle of speaking, the cloaked man rushed over.

He raised the hammer in his hand high and smashed it down heavily.

No. 1 alcoholic was hit, half of his head was smashed, and the broken body swayed and fell into the rain.

Seeing the other two drunkards, their livers were torn apart with fright, and they ran away.

However, the cloaked man didn't even go after him, and just casually threw out the chain hammer in his hand.

The long chain wrapped around the neck of one alcoholic, and the head of another alcoholic was smashed open by the hammer... It all happened so fast that people had no time to react.

The three corpses were lying dejectedly on the road in the rain, strange and terrifying.

The cloaked man didn't stop, and continued to walk aimlessly in the rain.

(End of this chapter)