The Dragon from Hell

Qin Feng left with a wave of his sleeves, not even watching the competition going on behind him.

The next competition would be re-drawn after everyone finished. It was still early, so he planned to go back to Wuyou Mountain first.

He had just come out of the competition venue and walked a dozen steps when he met a man - An Zisheng.

He turned around, smiling lightly, with a sense of elegance, which was completely different from An Jingfu's temperament.

Seeing him, Qin Feng's face did not change much. The other party did not speak, and he did not intend to take the initiative to say hello, and was ready to ignore him and leave.

Just after passing him and taking a few steps, An Zisheng's face froze, but he still called him: "Fellow Daoist Qin has a bad temper. After all, we have met a few times. Don't you want to say hello and stay to chat?"

Qin Feng stopped, but did not turn around: "I don't think there is anything to talk about between Mr. An and me."

"Haha, this surprised me." An Zisheng laughed: "Fellow Daoist Qin and Sect Master An can talk, but you have nothing to say in front of me?"

Qin Feng's eyes condensed slightly, and An Zisheng's words surprised him a little.

He had only that one chance to chat with An Jingfu alone. Every time they met before, An Jingfu stood on Liuqin's side, and played a sect master who hated mortal bones and kept to the old rules.

The only conversation was between the two of them.

How did An Zisheng know?

"Mr. An, I don't know what made you have the illusion that Sect Master An and I have something to talk about." Qin Feng turned his back to An Zisheng, and the latter could not see his expression.

Whether An Zisheng really knew or not, he was not going to admit it.

An Zisheng smiled: "If you don't know, then don't know, but I have a question for Fellow Daoist Qin."

"He took the ghost you brought back from the demon world and has not returned it yet. Although I don't know what he wants you to do, don't you think about the ghost in the hands of An Zongzhu... Is it really still alive?"

Hearing Ah Wu's name, Qin Feng's face turned completely cold.

He turned around and stared at An Zisheng: "What do you mean?"

He didn't need to ask An Zisheng how he knew that Ah Wu was in An Jingfu's hands.

Although he didn't care about An Jingfu's family affairs at all, from the first time he saw An Zisheng, he knew that An Jingfu's son was not simple.

It should be said that both father and son are not simple, and the hatred between the two is very subtle, and there are too many unknown things.

Qin Feng didn't want to get involved, and he was not interested.

But it seems that he doesn't want to participate, but someone doesn't want to let him go.

An Zisheng came closer and his eyes were level with Qin Feng: "Are you interested in talking? Will you walk with me?"

Qin Feng did not respond, and let An Zisheng walk in front of him, but he still followed him.

The two people did not walk side by side, it seemed that they just happened to bump into each other, and then walked to a secluded place, and the two figures disappeared almost at the same time.

An Zisheng waved his hand, and a barrier quietly isolated the two people from the outside world.

Qin Feng took a look, and then went straight to the point: "Where is Ah Wu?"

"Fellow Daoist Qin is really anxious..." An Zisheng showed a bit of "helplessness", then took out a bead and handed it to Qin Feng: "You read it first, and then decide whether to continue the conversation after reading it. Whether the content inside is true or false is also up to Fellow Daoist Qin to judge."

Qin Feng knew that this was a photo bead, and after the spiritual power entered, the picture quickly appeared in front of him.

The picture recorded by the photo bead was very hidden, as if someone was hiding in a low place to take pictures.

The first scene that appeared inside was the place where Ah Wu was imprisoned, which An Jingfu showed him before Qin Feng left Wuxiang Sect.

Then, An Jingfu quickly appeared in the picture.

He entered the room where Ah Wu was imprisoned, but walked out quickly.

It took only a few breaths.

There was no change on him, but Qin Feng could see through the image beads that he was stained with ghost energy, and the ghost energy on his hands was the strongest.

That face was now fully displayed in Qin Feng's eyes. Unlike his usual smooth and slick appearance, he wiped his fingers with a handkerchief in his hand, his face was full of indifference, and there was not even a murderous aura.

Then a fairy servant dressed in black came up and lowered his head in front of An Jingfu.

An Jingfu glanced at her, then nodded: "It's quite suitable."

Then, he saw him point at the fairy servant, and then saw the fairy servant twitching, kneeling on the ground in pain, and curled up into a ball.

Qin Feng's pupils gradually widened after looking at the contents of the image stone: because the immortal servant slowly turned into Ah Wu's appearance while rolling in pain, and even the ghost aura on his body was exactly the same.

Then An Jingfu spoke: "Well, you go in, don't let anyone find out."

The immortal servant finally calmed down, got up from the ground and responded, then took his clothes and went into Ah Wu's room.

But from beginning to end, Ah Wu was not seen coming out.

However, it is almost certain that the next time Qin Feng asks An Jingfu to see Ah Wu, he will definitely not see the real Ah Wu.

The picture of the photo stone stopped here.

Qin Feng looked up and met An Zisheng's eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

He knew that this photo stone was not fake, and the content inside was true.

"Mr. An, just say whatever you want to say." Qin Feng's emotions were well hidden, neither sad nor happy, and there was no sign of anger.

An Zisheng said strangely, "I thought that Fellow Daoist Qin brought this ghost back from the demon world and fell into my father's hands. Seeing such a scene should be very angry. Am I wrong, and Fellow Daoist Qin actually doesn't care about this ghost? "

"It doesn't matter whether I care or not. Mr. An showed me this, so he must have the answer in his heart." Qin Feng looked at An Zisheng expressionlessly: "But I'm very curious. I heard that Mr. An and Elder Liuqin have a deep mother-son relationship. In order to relieve his mother's anger, he gave up the position of young master and left Xianmen for many years. Now he is back and wants to trade with me. I wonder if Elder Liuqin knows about this?"

An Zisheng's smile did not change. He stood there with a bright and clear look, but his eyes were like the deep sea, which made people unable to see through: "I already know the whole story of my mother's affairs. She was impulsive in this matter. It's not Qin Daoyou's fault. On the contrary, I have to apologize to you on her behalf."

"My mother and I do have a deep relationship, but I am not a person who can't distinguish between right and wrong."

"I trade with you because I really want to avenge my mother."

Qin Feng's eyes moved, but he didn't ask anything.

"As for what the deal is, I won't tell you until Qin Daoyou agrees. You can think about it. Anyway, there are still a few days before the end of the Xianmen Conference. "

"I believe that Fellow Daoist Qin is a smart man and knows which side he should stand on."

After saying that, An Zisheng actually turned around and left without waiting for Qin Feng's response.