Shortly after Mantu and his men left, Yan Qing returned to Xinglong Inn.

Facing Wei Changfeng, he seemed very ashamed and lowered his head and said, "Brother Wei, I didn't hear any news."

It turned out that Yan Qing had run several places in Taixing City and found many people who had dealt with him with Yan Dashan before, and wanted to inquire about Yan Xiaohuan through their ways.

But when these locals knew that the news he was exploring was related to the wizard, they refused, and it was useless to give money.

In Taixing City, his awe of wizards was deeply rooted in people's hearts, and Yan Qing's identity could not reach higher-level figures, so he ran for a long time to gain nothing.

"It doesn't matter"

Wei Changfeng was not surprised by this and comforted him: "I'll find another way."

He had considered this possibility for a long time, so he found a way to subdue the Mantu whom he came to the door. The latter wanted to inquire about what information he was definitely hundreds of times better than Yan Qing.

Seeing the young hunter feeling guilty, he smiled and said, "You have helped a lot. I will do the next thing myself. Go back to the village and tell Brother Yan and Brother Tiezhu so that they don't have to worry."

"I will definitely come back at half a month at the latest!"

Yan Qing knew that his ability was limited and he couldn't help Wei Changfeng even if he stayed here. Maybe he would cause him some burden, so he left without much hesitation.

Wei Changfeng continued to live in Xinglong Inn, waiting for news about Mantu.

After this small storm, the shopkeeper and the staff in the inn treated Wei Changfeng as a god, and were extremely diligent in serving and taking care of him.

And he didn't wait long. Perhaps it was the "poison pill" that played a powerful role. On the third day after Wei Changfeng checked in Xinglong Inn, Man Tu came back again.

He did not find out about Yan Xiaohuan, but he learned about the residence of the wizard of the Shanman Tribe in the city!

"good!"

Wei Changfeng couldn't wait to say, "You will take me there now!"

"grown ups"

Man Tu swallowed his saliva and said carefully: "What about my antidote?"

Wei Changfeng smiled and said, "Don't worry, as long as the news is accurate and reliable, I will naturally give you the antidote."

It’s useless for Mantu to be worried. Wei Changfeng has his life in his hands, so he can only agree.

The wizards of the Shanman tribe are in the northern city of Taixing City. The environment there is relatively good, and the people living there are basically rich and powerful people in the city, mostly witch clans.

Mantu is worthy of being a local snake. Under his leadership, Wei Changfeng walked through the streets and alleys and circled a large circle, and finally found a house surrounded by high walls.

Mantu pointed to the house and said, "Sir, this is the place where the mountain barbarian wizards are. His name is Wudu. It is said that he once received guidance from His Highness, the Great Witch."

After hesitating for a moment, he continued, "So even I am not qualified to visit him."

Wei Changfeng knew that wizards, as elites in the witch clan, had a high status in the Ancestral Witch Valley. So what Man Tu said was not a lie, but a tactful reminder.

But Wei Changfeng would not have eaten this set, and said without hesitation: "Go away!"

Man Tu was stunned for a moment, but he didn't dare to disobey Wei Changfeng's orders now, and followed Wei Changfeng to the gate of the wizard's house for no reason.

Wei Changfeng signaled: "Knock on the door!"

Man Tu gritted his teeth and raised his hand and knocked on the door inlaid with copper skin.

After a while, the door creaked open. A tall and thin witch tribe looked at the two uninvited guests with bad eyes and asked in a rough voice: "Who are you?"

Mantu forced a smile: "Is Lord Wu Du here? We are here to visit him."

"What are you looking for Lord Wu Du?"

An impatient look appeared in the eyes of the witch people, and they asked disdainfully: "Do you have an appointment?"

Just like the barbarians look down on Yanmin, the witch tribe also look down on the barbarians. The combination of Wei Changfeng and Mantu obviously cannot make the witch tribe members be polite and polite.

Wei Changfeng was even more rude. He was too lazy to talk nonsense to the other party. He suddenly stepped forward and waved his palm and slapped the other party's chest.

Bang!

Accompanied by a muffled sound, the unprepared Wu tribe flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, falling heavily into the yard more than ten steps away, with no sound at all.

Wei Changfeng's palm not only smacked his sternum, but also annihilated his life!

Man Tu's eyes glared out, and he never expected that Wei Changfeng's move would be so cruel.

This is a member of the witch clan!

He felt extremely regretful. If he had known this, he would not go to Xinglong Inn to extort even if he had been beaten to death. As a result, he would not get all his money but instead took all his money in it.

Killing a witch tribe member in Taixing City is definitely a serious crime. Even if he didn't kill him, it would be impossible to escape from the relationship. The angry witch tribe member would not pay attention to the defense of a barbarian.

Wei Changfeng also ignored his thoughts, walked into the door calmly and said, "Close the door!"

Mantu, who had no choice, could only follow him in and closed the door in a hurry.

"Who are you?"

At this moment, three witch people walked out of the house in front. The middle-aged man in the middle was wearing a black robe and holding a bone staff, and his sinister face was full of anger.

"I actually killed someone here!"

Wei Changfeng asked in a deep voice: "Are you Wu Du?"

The man in black robe was obviously stunned.

Wei Changfeng's body was constantly shaking, and his steps were like the wind approaching the other party in an instant.

"Be careful, sir!"

Standing on the side of the man in black robe were two witch warriors. They reacted very quickly. When they realized Wei Changfeng's threat, they immediately pulled out their carrying scimitars.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

But the light of the sword suddenly appeared, and two flying blades as thin as cicada wings shot into their throats in an instant.

Two witch warriors with great strength didn't even have time to hum, and fell back and died on the spot.

The man in black robe was shocked. He instinctively took a step back and suddenly raised the bone staff in his hand.

His eyes were staring at Wei Changfeng, with a strange light flashing in his eyes, and the black light of the bone staff held in his right hand was lingering, constantly revealing the aura of evil.

"Kneel down!"

The black-robed wizard shouted loudly, his voice so sharp that it made people's eardrums tingle.

Wei Changfeng suddenly felt a cold force coming towards him, piercing his eyebrows like a steel needle, as if he was about to penetrate the flesh and blood into his mind, and even the energy to protect his body was not completely blocked.

Spirit Attack!

Wei Changfeng snorted coldly, his spiritual thoughts moved, and the righteous spirit began to sing!

(To be continued...)
Chapter completed!