The world's number one female killer: waste confuses the world

Just as he was talking, outside the palace, a disciple from the evil place came to report loudly, saying that the Feng family had sent someone to Wangcheng to look for Miss Feng. An old friend who had come from afar had been waiting at Feng's house for a long time, and asked Miss Feng to go back quickly.

"An old friend from afar?!"

Ao Junxie muttered to himself, then turned to ask the disciple outside the hall:

"Do you know who the other party is?"

The disciple in black said: [

"The subordinates don't know the details, but they only heard that they are members of the chamber of commerce who travel all over the world."

After listening wildly, he smiled, stood up and said to Aojun:

"It seems that the materials needed to recast the strings have already been obtained. So, without wasting time, after two days, please ask the prince to lead the army to the north!"

After finishing speaking, he turned around, took a quick step, and hurriedly walked out of the palace.Ao Junxie was left standing alone in the palace, but he didn't react for a while.

Leaving Wangcheng, Qing Kuang went straight to the place of the Feng family.People from all ethnic groups, no matter men, women, old or young, came out to greet them happily, even Feng Xiao and his precious daughter Qingcheng, who had never seen eye to eye with him, seemed extremely polite and enthusiastic.

Now, in the entire Fengyun Continent, it is not an exaggeration to say that Qingkuang is under one person and above ten thousand people.

Qing Kuang and the clansmen just greeted each other quickly, and went straight to the back hall.

There, a caravan that came from afar is resting.When Qing Kuang strode into the back hall, he heard the crisp sound of gnawing an apple, and the two young people arguing habitually.

Seeing Qing Kuang's figure appear, both of them turned their eyes in unison, and a kind of intimacy of a long-lost old friend came to them.

"Hey! Qingkuang, I never expected that you are so beautiful now, but you still behave in a low-key way!"

Duan Muxiu spoke first, and his words were still loud and unrestrained.

However, Dongfang Mu, who was sitting next to him, still maintained his inherent calmness and calmness.

"Hey! Mu! Do you think we should call him Queen Qingkuang, or his wife?"

Duan Muxiu touched Dongfang Mu with his elbow, winked at Qing Kuang, and joked.

Dongfang Mu turned around and replied casually:

"Duanmu, are you so sure that Lord Fengyun, who is proud of Junxie, will really ascend to the throne and become the new King Fengyun?"

"Of course! And, in fact, isn't he the Lord of the Wind and Cloud now? Mu, do you want to bet me on this point?"

Duanmuxiu is definitely authentic.

Qing Kuang saw that the two of them were going to bet on him again as soon as they met, and couldn't help but feel a little bit dumbfounded, and hurriedly said: [

"Okay, I think it's better for you not to gamble on this matter! This gamble is too big! I think you might as well bet on how the Beiming Congress will be ended!"

Dongfang Mu smiled lightly and shook his head.

This behavior made Duan Muxiu very puzzled. When did Dongfang Mu become indifferent to such an important matter? !

After throwing away the fruit core in his hand, Dongfang Mu clapped his hands. Immediately, several followers of the caravan carried a wooden box into the house.

"Qingkuang, these are the things you entrusted me to look for! Hmm... It is also the most evil thing I have collected since I traveled all over my life... Are you sure you can really control them?"

Qing Kuang smiled at Dongfang Mu noncommittally.

Now, of course the two people in front of them don't know that he has obtained the god-level refining cauldron from the hands of the holy king, and those extreme refining methods are no longer so far away in Qingkuang's hands !