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Chapter 8977 Little Crow

Suzaku County.

Luo Fengtang looked at Miancheng with his hands behind his back.

"It's been hard work, and you will go back to rest later."

The wounds on Miancheng's body were streaked with blood.

However, Luo Fengtang has seen that these wounds are basically not fatal.

Mian City was relatively shrewd when facing the enemy.

"Master Hou, will any of their enemies appear tonight?"

Miancheng was waiting here, in fact, he just wanted to ask this question.

He fought bloody battles, but he couldn't understand.

"I didn't expect Master Wuma Qing to appear here."

Luo Fengtang sighed.

This is indeed his miscalculation.

"Master Wuma Qing?"

Miancheng was stunned for a moment, he had never heard of the name Wuma Qingshi.

"Master Wuma Qing, he is the Great Elder of the Southern Witch Sect."

"The influence of the Southern Witch Sect is still south of the Black Lotus Sect, and there are more than a dozen countries there."

Luo Fengtang explained.

Generally in the country of Qi, there are very few people who know about the affairs south of the Black Lotus Sect.

Those things actually have nothing to do with ordinary people.

Ordinary people, many people who don't even know the word, and even people who have never been out of the county in their entire lives, are mostly, how do they know, things that are so far away.

People like Miancheng, of course, have much more knowledge than ordinary people.

But even so, he still hadn't heard of anything south of the Black Lotus Sect.

He had never heard of the Southern Witch Cult.

"Master Hou, is that Wuma Qingshi very powerful?"

Miancheng asked.

"Other things you may not understand, but one thing, you must understand."

"Master Wuma Qing is a master of martial arts."

Luo Fengtang said slowly.

As soon as Luo Fengtang said such words, Miancheng immediately understood.

Then his confusion is basically gone.

Because, he wanted to know, it was just why Luo Fengtang didn't show up in time.

Since a martial arts master appeared, it was normal for Luo Fengtang to be stopped.

"Is he strong in martial arts?"

Mian City Road.

"Very strong... However, we basically didn't fight each other. We just fought with each other, looking for each other's flaws, but we didn't find any useful flaws."

Luo Fengtang said.

Grandmaster fights, of course, will not be one move after another, you will come and go, more attention will be paid to the spiritual oppression and the roundness of the force field under the circulation of internal force.

"In addition, Master Wuma Qing didn't intend to fight me to the death. What he should have done was to block my idea. When the time is almost up, he escapes by himself before I can rush back."

Luo Fengtang was actually very anxious.

But so what, he was also very helpless, he wanted to leave but couldn't.

"Master Hou, this prison needs to be guarded by more people."

Miancheng decided to hand over the prison. Both he and his brothers were seriously injured and could no longer perform the task.

"I've thought about this. After a while, Mickey will come over to explain to you."

"Miancheng, close your eyes."

Luo Fengtang stretched out his palm, and patted Miancheng's head. Streams of pure internal force penetrated into Miancheng's body, and began to speed up the healing of the wound and heal the internal trauma.

After a while, Luo Fengtang retracted his palm and let out a breath.

There was already a trace of tiredness in his eyes.

Using internal energy to heal people is more tiring than fighting people.

This consumes a lot of internal energy, and there can't be even the slightest deviation. It must be in place, and there can be no problems at all.

"Thank you, Lord Hou." Miancheng spoke with a lot of air, and a touch of emotion flashed in his eyes.

He is a martial arts practitioner, so he naturally knows how difficult it is to use internal force to heal someone's wounds.

Not only is it a matter of internal energy loss, but also that the healing party is tantamount to defenseless.

In case the opponent has an evil intention and pushes his internal force upward, he may cause serious injury in an instant.

"It's okay, it's all my family, I will do what I can."

Luo Fengtang waved his hand, and then he took out the small jade bottle.

"There are ten elixirs in it to treat damage to the internal organs. You can use them for everyone. Keep the internal organs and your life will be safe."

"it is good."

Miancheng nodded solemnly.

At this point, he was completely convinced.

The general is generous, there is nothing to say about him.

……

In a dark courtyard.

A man in a blue robe was wearing a mask, standing under a tree, looking out the door.

The wooden door opened, and an old man flashed in from the outside.

The old man is about 60 years old, with a gray beard, and he is not tall, but the clothes he wears are very strange, as if they are made of many pieces of fabric.

"Elder Wuma, where are you?"

The masked blue robed man's voice was cold, as if there was no warmth.

"People? Didn't you send someone to rescue?"

"The old man is in charge of stopping Luo Fengtang, other things, the old man can't control."

Master Wuma Qing frowned.

"None of the people I sent out came back."

The man in the masked blue robe said coldly.

"This has nothing to do with the old man, the old man's task has been completed."

Master Wuma Qing was not afraid at all, and said calmly.

"This seat will investigate this matter. If you fail to complete the task, don't blame this seat for not showing favor."

The man in the masked blue robe said coldly.

"Go ahead and investigate..."

"After this incident, the old man no longer owes your Persian sect any favors. If you want the old man to help you with other things, it's not impossible. You have to add more money!"

Wuma Qing said.

"Humph."

The man in the masked blue robe snorted coldly and walked away.

He did look down on Wuma Qingshi as a philistine, but in a short period of time, he had no choice but to give up Wuma Qingshi.

"By the way, this place belongs to the old man, King Sima Fa, it's time for you to go back to your own place."

Master Wuma Qing chased humanity away.

This time, King Sima Fa, the masked man in blue robe, flew outside without saying anything.

If it was later, who knows what Wuma Qingshi would say.

He never expected that Master Wuma Qing would be such a person, a dignified elder of the Southern Witch Sect, possessing all kinds of power and status, but without the slightest demeanor of a martial arts master.

"Finally gone, this guy has a lot to do."

Master Wuma Qing went to close the door, and then walked into the room slowly.

Light the candles in the house one by one.

The whole room suddenly lit up.

"Little crow, where are people?"

With a hoarse voice, Master Wuma Qing clapped his hands and shouted.

"Yes, Great Elder."

Suddenly someone appeared in the house.

This person was dressed in black clothes, with a hood on his head, only showing a pair of eyes.

He respectfully saluted Master Wuma Qing: "Great Elder, what are your orders?"

"You are very good. The technique of concealment even concealed that Sima Tianzhi."

Master Wuma Qing praised it first.

Afterwards, he ordered: "Go outside and inquire, the yamen of Zhuque County, if they know about Luo Fengtang's visit."

"Yes, Great Elder." The little crow stepped away.

(End of this chapter)