After seeing Yang Rulian off, Mu Qingshan immediately called Mai Jinting to express his resignation and felt deeply sorry. Zhendong Group was in chaos since the death of the director of the director, and various interests were in trouble. Mai Jinting agreed absent-mindedly.

Whether a succession can be achieved is still a question. Even many senior managers are almost expelled. Who has the energy to take care of this small clerk?

Mu Qingshan called Ling Linfeng. Surprisingly, Ling Linfeng's tone was a bit heavy.

"Xiaomu, you did a good job in this matter. Forget it, let's talk about it when you come back!"

Mu Qingshan was stunned. He rarely heard Ling Linfeng's tone so disappointed. If he had not guessed correctly, something big must have happened. Did Bi Dongliu make any big noise?

Mu Qingshan was about to ask something again, but Ling Linfeng had already closed the phone.

Along the way, Mu Qingshan was speculating randomly and constantly urging the driver. He knew that the weather was not good. After a thunder, drizzled drizzled over Xijing City. Due to the slippage of the road, the taxi drove even slower.

"I had known that Chen Feifei would come to pick her up, so it would be so troublesome."

Mu Qingshan was feeling unreasonably upset, and an invisible thing blocked him very uncomfortable. It was still half an hour to reach Keyuan. He could not help but call Ling Linfeng again.

"Ling Linfeng, for some reason, I found that my heart was beating very fast. I have never felt this way since my skills recovered. Tell me. What happened? Is it from Zhou Le?"

On the other end of the phone, Ling Linfeng hesitated for a moment, sighed, and said in a deep voice: "Xiaomu, Zhou Le is very good. It's Chen Feifei's accident, and the situation is very serious. I'll tell you in detail when you come back."

Mu Qingshan's voice turned sharply and shouted: "What happened to Feifei? When did it happen? Why did I have no news? Is someone plotting against him?"

Even though Mu Qingshan was determined, he couldn't help but feel shocked. He knew that Chen Feifei was thick on the outside and thin on the inside. If no one had specifically plotted against him, he would not have thought of getting a bargain from the fat man.

"It was the night after you went to Hong Kong that I was afraid you would worry. So I didn't tell you, and I thought I could handle it myself, but until today, I found out the situation."

Mu Qingshan's voice almost shook the carriage, and an explosive anger surged in his heart, and almost roared: "What the hell is going on? Was the matter exposed and killed by the Bidong Liushu people?"

"Xiaomu. Calm down first. Chen Feifei is not dead. He is lying on the bed now, but he is almost the same as the dead. He is not injured, but is inexplicably plotted by Bi Dongliu's subordinates. He was thrown on the street until he was discovered by Zhang Liao and others. After that, he remained unconscious. No treatment was helpful, as if he was caught in an evil spirit. I sent someone to investigate the Bi family and found out that he was indeed plotted by a subordinate of Bi Dongliu. This person has a very strange identity. He is Bi Dongliu's cousin named Bi Maodu. He lives in Tianning Temple. I heard that he has learned a lot of magical skills and supernatural abilities by his master. It is difficult for people to speculate based on common sense that Zhang Liao and the four of them have rushed over with their subordinates and have not come back yet."

Mu Qingshan slowly calmed down and said in a deep voice: "I'll go back and see Chen Feifei first!"

The car suddenly stopped, and the driver tentatively said, "Sir, please get out of the car! I plan to stop doing this business, I have something urgent to rush home! Please don't make things difficult for me."

Mu Qingshan took out all the money from his travel bag with a calm expression, clicked the point, and looked at the old driver and said, "Uncle, I don't want to make things difficult for you. There are 50,000 yuan here, and a land car like you is worth more than 30,000 yuan at most. I have something urgent to do. Please transfer the car to me. Of course, you have no choice."

Mu Qingshan said it well. He lost at least 30,000 yuan to exchange for such a junk product for 50,000 yuan.

When the driver saw Mu Qingshan speaking decisively, he saw that the man's face turned pale and his eyes were shining coldly. He was afraid and worried about the authenticity of Mu Qingshan's banknotes, so he pondered for a moment.

Mu Qingshan became impatient, stuffed the travel bag into the driver's arms, then opened the car door, stretched out his arm, grabbed the driver's back collar and carried it down, and with a snap, he threw down an umbrella.

"Damn it, my land car! I met a robber." The driver just wailed. The wind had already been blown out of the car, splashing him all over mud. It seemed that the 30,000 yuan was not easy to make.

On a wide spring bed, Chen Feifei lay swollen all over, occasionally yelling weakly, and his speech was unspeakable. His body was covered with traces of gold leopards. The spots were smaller than the copper coin holes, and they looked very similar to the scars burned from a fragrant head, which looked thrilling.

Looking at the patient with a swollen body, Mu Qingshan couldn't imagine that this person was the energetic fat man before. His heart was filled with endless anger and sadness, and his eyes soon turned red.

This careless fat man actually turned out to be like this.

Ling Linfeng said in a deep voice: "When Chen Feifei and Xiaodie were dating in the bar, they happened to meet Bi Dongliu who came to find him. Bi Dongliu is very cunning. He did not greet Chen Feifei immediately, but sat quietly in the corner and listened to Chen Feifei talking. As a result, the matter was exposed. The fat man was too careless. We all underestimated Bi Dongliu's ability."

"It's my fault, I shouldn't have him in this role."

Mu Qingshan touched Chen Feifei's hot forehead in pain and asked, "Do you believe there is a head of decline in the world? Head of decline is a folk saying. Taoist saying is "Growing Demons", and superstitious saying is "curse"

All of these are memories from Bai Qiuren, Mu Qingshan's heart

It began to become heavier. He knew that there were some ancient sects in China. These fighting sects were both good and evil, and they were mutually restricted. They were usually hidden deep in mountains, or in ordinary small temples. He was a little suspicious that Chen Feifei had fallen into this plot.

Ling Linfeng had never heard of this. He couldn't help but change his slut: "Do you say Chen Feifei was hit by someone else's head? What kind of demon curse there is? This is impossible!"

"Yes, the caster is good at controlling other people's energy and spirit, and uses a special technique to achieve the effect of punishment. Of course, this is a minimum curse. If I am not wrong, Bi Dongliu must have wanted to hear Chen Feifei's truth. Chen Feifei is stubborn, so he naturally didn't ask a word. As a result, Chen Feifei fell into the plot. I must have killed Bi Maodu."

At this moment, Ling Linfeng's phone rang suddenly, and it was Zhang Liao who called. The voice trembled with fear in the wind and rain, as if something terrible happened.

"Mr. Feng, we have secretly surrounded the Xishan District where Tianning Temple is located. When we were about to rush up to the ground, a sound of strings suddenly came from the top of the mountain, followed by a strange roar that was rising and falling. He. Like a ghost, the brothers fell down and fell and were unconscious. The four of us were strong-willed and had not fallen yet, but our minds were so ache that it seemed to be cracking. Oh, it hurts me so much...,,"

The phone was disconnected. Ling Linfeng couldn't help frowning. He knew that Zhang Liao and the four of them respected him very much, and would never talk to him in such a tone, and would never say pain in front of him. It seemed that things were even more serious than expected.

At this time, Chen Feifei, who was lying on the bed, suddenly screamed, as if she had been cut in a dream, and then her whole body trembled and her fists were shaking in chaos, which was a sign of a complete collapse of mind.

"Xiaomu, Chen Feifei may not be able to do it."

"Second brother, don't worry, I will carry you to the west now."

Mu Qingshan's eyes were astonishingly cold as if he had not heard Ling Linfeng's words. He grabbed Chen Feifei's hand and waved his hand randomly. With a whisper, he rubbed Chen Feifei's nearly 100 kilograms of body on his body, as if he was carrying a child on his back.

Ling Linfeng and Mu Qingshan have been working together for a long time, and I don’t know where he means it? He brows and a murderous aura that is not inferior to Mu Qingshan came out in awe.

"Okay, the three of us brothers will go to Xishan. At worst, we will give our lives there." Ling Linfeng thought of the night at Xichu University, the night when we made friends with Mu Qingshan and the four of us, and Mu Qingshan's unconscious dream talk.

What is the mission of the Ling family, what is the foresight? Ling Linfeng knew that if he didn't accompany Mu Qingshan to the west today, he would definitely regret it for the rest of his life.

"Mr. Feng, come and drive. I will take care of Chen Feifei. The breath in my body seems very useful to him, but this is just a plan of equity. You must get there as quickly as possible."

"I understand, even if I will grab the steering wheel before I die, you will never lie in the stinky ditch when you wake up."

Mu Qingshan and the others laughed at each other, then rushed downstairs together. The rain was tight and the wind was getting stronger.

"Boss, I can't do it anymore. He, my head seems to be about to break. I really want to fall asleep immediately. I'm done, so I can't listen to the sound of crying." Niu Tiekui hit his head with his left hand, but his right hand still held the gun tightly.

Everyone understood that the other party did not dare to rush down the mountain, because they must have some concerns about the guns, otherwise they would have given all ten lives.

Xijing Mountain is 554 meters high. In addition to the cold rocks, the surroundings are full of hawthorn forests. The wind and rain are filled with gloomy smell. When Zhang Liao and the other four were following the stone steps along the stone steps, the sound of the stimulating sound of the strings was heard. As a result, everyone was lying on the stone steps and fainted. Fortunately, the road here was not steep, otherwise the more than 20 children of the Beast Alliance would roll down the stone mountains and all fell to pieces.

Lu Renjie and the other four were shocked, and immediately tore open their clothes and stuffed their ears. At the same time, they hid behind the rocks and were ready to fight. Knowing that the other party had not rushed down, the sound of the piano and the ghost crying that was rising and falling became even more terrifying.

It’s strange to think about it. Since joining the Beast Alliance, you have had hundreds of fights, all of them, but you have never encountered such a bizarre thing.

"Tie Niu, if you can't hold on, jump off the mountain. Don't lose face for the Beast Alliance. If someone dies in his house, you will naturally cry for others. Haha, we should be happy." Lu Renjie's sweat mixed with the rain, and the sound of the collision of teeth above and below can be heard clearly.

"Boss, I always listen to you. This time, of course, there will be no exception. If I, Lao Niu, jumped into the mountain, I will definitely hug the damn thing first. Is this guy a six-fingered piano demon?"

Tie Niukui bit his tongue again, and blood emerged like a spring.

Everyone's heads were dizzy. Ming Neng relied on his instinct to hold Qingming of the spiritual platform. I don't know how long it took, but suddenly, a loud sound seemed to be a loud shout from the sky that shook his eardrums.

"Get out of here."

Halfway through the mountain, Mu Qingshan stroked his left hand, urging his dantian, roaring with his head up, as if a thunderbolt sounded in half a day. A thunderous sound was the sound of the string breaking, and then a twisted sound came out: "What..., who, why did you break my skills? I have no grudges and no grudges, haha...,"

A young man with a very high figure appeared in front of Mu Qingshan, laughed for a while, and then rushed into the dense forest. The twisted laughter came out from the sky and the low.

It turned out that after Mu Qingshan shouted, this man was shocked by the brain nerves due to the huge difference in skills and turned into a madman.

The so-called benefits and disadvantages of all things. Although this kind of ghost cry similar to the demon sound is domineering and rare in the world. However, Minghuodi is the one who has the most powerful and yang skills. The essence of Taoism in the Holy Light Qi of the Huowu Mountain in Mu Qingshan is the deadly nemesis of this skill.

"Mr. Feng. You are following behind with Chen Feifei on your back, and there are still people waiting for me."

As soon as Mu Qingshan finished speaking, he saw Lu Renjie and others walking out from behind a rock. He seemed to be exhausted and his face was astonishingly pale.

Lu Renjie was about to say hello, but when he saw a figure shaking in front of him, Mu Qingshan disappeared out of thin air.

In front is a small temple, flying tiles and flowing dan. Obviously, it has not been long since its completion, and no trace of the incense is found in Muqingshan.

"I am Mu Qing. I worship the mountain according to the rules of the road. I hope my friends will come out to meet each other." Mu Qingshan was so angry that he was still in the hands of the other party, but considering that Chen Feifei's life was still in the hands of the other party, he could only whisper.

This loud roar was filled with the ray of Fire Dance Holy Light, mixed with the breath of strange power. The sound waves and air vibrate, rubbing against a strange resonant airflow. Even if the other party was a deaf person, he would definitely be aware of it.

"Please come in and talk." A slow voice came from it, piercing Mu Qingshan's ear like a needle.

The sound of Muqingshan is magnificent and loud, and it is compatible with each other. The other party's voice is as sharp as silk. It seems that it is not transmitted into the ears, but crawls into the eardrums through the air.

Mu Qingshan dared not be careless, his skills were as solid as a mountain. He raised a slight angle with his right hand, flashed through the aisle, and pushed open the mahogany door in front of him with his hand. "It turns out that my friend is still so young! It turns out that he is a hero and a boy. I think there is no masculine skill in the world. It seems that I have miscalculated this time."

There was only a middle-aged man with a medium figure sitting in the cushion. His face turned red and seemed to be dripping blood. As his slender eyes opened and closed, there seemed to be a divine light shining.

There was still a piano in front of this middle-aged man with red face, but unfortunately the strings were all broken.

"Stop talking nonsense, your apprentice plotted against my friend, how do you settle the account?"

Mu Qingshan's clenched fists shone slightly in golden light.

"It's true, it's true. This is indeed the most authentic Huo Wu Saint's brilliance. It's really strange. The contemporary Huo Wu Yaoyang does not have such authentic energy. How could it appear on a young man?" The red-faced old monk seemed to have not heard Mu Qingshan's words and was still talking to himself. Mu Qingshan gradually became impatient.

"Don't worry, your skills are just my nemesis. I can save your friend, but you must agree to a request. If you want to move, you will not be sure to keep me."

A hot light suddenly shot out from the eyes of the red-faced monk with an inexplicable origin.

Mu Qingshan calculated that he knew that the other party had a variety of supernatural abilities. If he wanted to use any tricks, he probably had no choice. Ming Hao in front of him would drag it out first.

“Speak your request.”

"It's very simple. How did you get the practice of the Holy Holy Light Qi of the Fire Dance? Don't worry, I know this technique better than you. I can't tell you how to do it. I'm really curious." The red-faced monk said in the end, and he felt quite anxious.

Mu Qingshan said readily without thinking, "Yes, you must save my friend first when you pass."

The old monk with red face seemed to be a cheerful person, so he stood up and smiled and said, "Please come in from outside! Why stand in the wind and rain?"

This person's hearing skills are really higher than those of Mu Qingshan.

Mu Qingshan said a little strangely: "Did I drive your apprentice crazy? You don't care at all?"

"Friend, the Bi family can afford me, so I promised to help him cultivate a talent. I just need to complete the task. What does this person have to do with me if he dies or lives?"

Mu Qingshan sneered: "So how can I explain the broken qin on the ground?"

The old monk rolled his eyes and stared at Mu Qingshan and said, "If someone came to the door with a gun, how could you not resist?"

Mu Qingshan was speechless. This guy spoke in a standard way and acted strangely. I really didn't know where it came out. From now on, it seems that the talents gathered by the Bi family really have all kinds of names. It seems that his second plan must be implemented immediately.

Ling Linfeng walked in with Chen Feifei on his back. When he saw the situation in front of him, he was stunned. Zhang Liao and others were trying to wake up the disciples of the Beast Alliance, but they did not follow. In fact, even if they were willing, they would not have the strength to climb up.

The red-faced monk opened his slender eyes, looked at Ling Linfeng, nodded, and smiled and said, "You two are both people. If you have opponents like you, you will be in trouble."

The murderous intent in Ling Linfeng's eyes immediately appeared. The old monk did not seem to feel the strangeness of Ling Linfeng, and walked directly to him and smiled: "Put him on the ground, the evil fire in this young man's body is too strong, and the triple burner is greatly damaged, which is a bit troublesome, a little troublesome."

Ling Linfeng quickly glanced at Mu Qingshan, nodded when he saw the latter, and immediately did so.

"Two friends, sorry, I must concentrate when casting spells. It would be a bad thing for you to stand aside."

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