Deep underground in Feihu Stream.

This is a basement wrapped in iron, surrounded by the world's top constant temperature devices. The LCD screen next to the entrance shows the indoor and outdoor temperature.

Room temperature is 25 degrees Celsius, and the external temperature is minus 270 degrees Celsius.

Under such extreme cold conditions, being able to build such a basement is enough to prove how deep the backstage of Wuxiangmen Gong Qihuan is.

Outside the door, an old man holding an iron umbrella slowly walked into the door, holding a young man who was knocked out in his hand. It was Mo Qing, the guardian of Wuxiangmen. The young man was naturally Wu Yuxin, a disciple of Wolong Pavilion who was kidnapped by him.

Old man Mo Qing threw Wu Yuxin on the ground, then knelt on one knee, and said, "Sect Master, something went wrong."

In front of him, there was a three-meter-high alloy door. Not long after Old Man Mo Qing finished speaking, the door opened and a "man" wearing a pink dress and a stubborn face walked out.

"Mo Qing, what do you think of my new clothes?" the man asked sissyly.

Even though Old Man Mo Qing followed Gong Qihuan for many years, he still couldn't help but twitch his eyes: "Flame, beautiful..."

"I think the waist tightened the skirt a little, and the hem of the skirt is too short. If someone accidentally exposes..."

This is Gong Qihuan, a Yin and Yang person, well... This Yin and Yang person does not mean that he wanders in the Yin and Yang realms, but that of a real Yin and Yang person, a rotten butt.

Since his birth, Gong Qihuan has been a community of male and females. His body has both male and female characteristics, so he was abandoned since childhood. After growing up, he accidentally obtained a sunflower book. After castrating himself, he finally found his true gender positioning.

Although his breasts are big, his beard is also thorny...

"Master!" Old man Mo Qing said helplessly, "Let's deal with the important matter first."

Gong Qihuan stopped spinning around and frowned, but then saw Wu Yuxin fainting on the ground: "Oh, what a handsome little guy, where did you get it?"

Old man Mo Qing said: "This is a member of Group 3, named Wu Yuxin."

Gong Qihuan's mouth, full of stubbornness, curled up: "Yes, I know how to respect the sect leader. Go back and send him to my room. I want to enjoy this handsome guy. By the way, you kill Yan Ning, the Zhuque Ling is mostly on him. Have you brought it to me?"

"Sect Master, what I want to tell you is that Yan Ning's strength is far beyond our expectations, and I failed." Mo Qing whispered.

"Oh?" Gong Qihuan asked with interest, "What happened?"

"I took Yan Ning to Yang Quxie's territory and wanted Yang Quxie to deal with their group. Unexpectedly, Yan Ning was really powerful. With one person's strength, he slaughtered hundreds of fox demons of Yang Quxie. The subordinates knew that they were defeated, so they tied up this kid as bargaining chips. By now, Yang Quxie may have been defeated." Old man Mo Qing whispered.

"Yang Qixie is not a person at all, and it doesn't matter if he dies. As for that Yan Ning..." Gong Qi asked with a smile, "Is he handsome?"

Old man Mo Qing shuddered: "The master of the sect asked what he was doing?"

"I'll just ask," Gong Qihuan waved his hand, "I'm sure I'll win Zhuque Ling. If he stops me, I will report to the Holy Lord. I believe the Holy Lord is very interested in Yan Ning. After all, he is the one from Bailing..."

Old man Mo Qing asked, "Then what should I do with this Wu Yuxin?"

"Didn't I say it? Send it to my room." Gong Qihuan sighed, and a look of weakness appeared on his face: "Hehe, the crazy woman injured me two days ago. I have not been able to recover until now. It just happened to use this handsome guy to replenish my body."

When Gong Qihuan spoke, she smiled evilly at the corner of her mouth, and her eyes were filled with indescribable eyes.

Mo Qing secretly thanked that fortunately he was already old, and this Gong Qihuan liked young and handsome guys, otherwise he might not be able to escape the clutches...

"By the way, there should be a US-borne man today? Remember to entertain me. I will go take a shower and rest, and enjoy Wu Yuxin at night."

Gong Qihuan turned around and entered the alloy gate. The gate was closed, and Old Man Mo Qing called out the servants and carried Wu Yuxin away.

Behind the alloy door, there are many staff wearing isolation suits sorting drugs on the workbench. These drugs are pure white and transparent, and they are intoxicating just by smelling them. Their medicinal properties and purity are unparalleled in today's society.

And how did these drugs come about?

In the center of this room, there is a transparent glass cover. The glass cover is completely frozen because of the cold air, as if it was covered with a layer of white mist, but vaguely, you can see a pure white transparent flame in the middle of the glass cover, which is slowly burning.

Gong Qihuan slowly walked to the glass cover and looked at the flames in the glass cover in obsessively, as if he was admiring a peerless beauty, a painting made of heaven.

"It's so beautiful... You have brought me enough wealth, but I'm not satisfied..."

"Without the Vermillion Bird Feather, anyone who approaches you will turn into ice."

Gong Qihuan muttered to himself and stretched out his hand obsessively, but his fingertips touched the glass cover, and half of his fingers were suddenly frozen like crystal. Gong Qihuan woke up like a dream, and was so scared that he screamed and withdrew his hand.

The next second, the frozen fingers turned into crystal clear fragments.

"Hmph!" Gong Qihuan snorted coldly, turned around and roared, "Send the order to report to the Holy Lord, let the Holy Lord send someone to arrest Yan Ning, I am sure to win the Vermillion Bird Feather!"

His broken fingers are slowly growing and recovering...

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"Who is coming? Sign up!"

In front of Yan Ning and others was a group of villagers wearing coarse cloth clothes. They all held long swords and looked ferocious, just like the robbers of the past.

At this time, Yang Quxie put on his makeup and became a foreign old professor. He pushed the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose and said, "We are from the United States Medonggobelt Group."

After hearing this, the villagers talked for a while, and one of the seemingly famous guys stood up: "You speak well in Chinese, take out your documents."

Yan Ning quickly handed over the documents in his hand. The head looked at them and interrogated them. However, Yan Ning and the others had already read the documents, so the answer was smooth and there was no trace of their feet.

Yang Quxie was responsible for the delivery of Wuyingmen, so he knew all the necessary interrogations, and Yan Ning and others were under pressure when they were well prepared.
Chapter completed!