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Chapter 947 The last level

Several people around him also warned him repeatedly, which seemed like they were connected by fate.

Zhou Fang bowed and responded with a smile. The group of people said goodbye and left. Among the onlookers, apart from Li Luo and Zhou Fang, only Gongsun Wanqing and a man named Xiang were left to enter the customs with them.

Zhou Fang glanced at Gongsun Wanqing, and Gongsun Wanqing said calmly: "You don't have to worry about me. If there is any danger, there is no need for Master Zhou to come to the rescue. If I can't get out, it's because my skills are inferior to others."

Zhou Fang smiled casually. Gongsun Wanqing had made up his mind. He seemed to have other plans for entering Wanmei Garden, so he said no more, nodded, and greeted a few people to walk towards the door.

Outside the gate, people from the He family and the helpers brought by He Shuo gathered around. He Shuo and Qin rushed into Wanmei Garden first with the sword-carrying man. The rest of the people were a little helpless and in a mess, not knowing what to do. When they saw

When Zhou Fang and the other four approached, they all looked like they were facing a formidable enemy.

Zhou Fang looked at Zhang Bu, bowed his hands and said, "Do you want to go in or stay here?"

Zhang Bu looked calm and said hoarsely: "It seems that Master Zhou is going in."

Zhou Fang nodded, without covering up, and said bluntly: "Yes, I want to go in and have a look."

"This is our Hejia Wanmei Garden. What are you doing here as an outsider?" A scholar in the crowd muttered dissatisfiedly.

Zhou Fang took a closer look and saw that it was indeed the scholar from the He family whom he met when crossing the Kunjiang River. He had sneaked into Wanmei Garden last night. Just now, Zhou Fang was mostly focused on He Shuo and the others, but he did not notice the scholar hiding behind them.

At this moment, his face showed annoyance, his face was extremely stingy, and he was angry and slanderous. He was still holding a grudge against Zhou Fang on that day.

Zhou Fang smiled hoarsely and did not respond. The old man, whom everyone in the He family called Third Uncle, glared at the scholar and told him not to cause trouble. The scholar still had some gossip, but he knew that Zhou Fang had a lot of background. Even though he cursed secretly, in the end,

I didn't dare to anger Zhou Fang.

Zhang Bu sighed slightly and said in an old-fashioned manner: "I didn't expect everything to turn out like this. After today, it doesn't matter whether there is a He family or not. If you want to go in, Master Zhou, go ahead."

Zhou Fang glanced at the female family members of the He family who were still being held hostage, and remained silent. Upon seeing this, Zhang Bu said calmly: "Don't worry, Master Zhou, I am not a murderous person. Until the matter inside is decided, I will not hurt anyone."

They're nothing like that."

Zhou Fang nodded and said: "That's good, senior won't go in?"

Zhang Bu smiled sadly and said, "Don't go in. We are all outsiders in the He family. Why should I, an outsider in the He family, go in?"

"It's okay." Zhou Fang cupped his fists and saluted, and said goodbye. He Shanxue was seriously injured, but he struggled to stand up, supporting He Yi, and seemed to be about to go in. The two of them protected and supported each other, faltering. Zhou Fang was heartbroken.

Unable to bear it, and just about to step forward to help him, He Shanxue said coldly: "How dare you ask Hero Zhou to help me? I can leave on my own." However, it was because of resentment that Zhou Fang did not help him just now.

Zhou Fang hesitated for a moment, with mixed feelings. Li Luo said calmly: "Brother Zhou, forget it, everyone has their own ambitions, there is no need to force it, let's go." After that, he walked behind the closed door.

Zhou Fang was speechless, shook his head, put aside his distracting thoughts, and followed Li Luo into the last level of Wanmei Garden.

Wanmei Garden, in front of the Ninth Mountain Gate.

The plum trees here are much thicker than those outside. You can see centuries-old ancient plums everywhere. Some of them seem to be close to a thousand years old. Wanmei Garden is known as the ancestor of Wanmei. If you don’t come here, some people will think that it is.

It's an exaggeration, but after seeing the plum trees here, I'm afraid no one will be able to refute it.

Li Luo and Zhou Fang were quick on their feet. Since they had already arrived here, it was time to decide whether it was good or bad, whether it was good or bad.

After turning around a dozen ancient plum trees, the ninth level was already in sight. Zhou Fang raised his eyes and glanced over, his pupils tightened slightly, and his breathing slowed down imperceptibly.

Before closing the door, Qin Chong and the man with the sword were on alert. Even when a few people behind them came over, they only glanced at it briefly and stopped looking at it. Their four eyes were fixed on the figure sitting cross-legged and legs at the door.

A figure in white clothes resting a guqin on the table.

The man in white wears a mask embroidered with plum blossoms on his face, revealing a pair of beautiful eyes. One moment he is affectionate, the next moment is cold and bone-chilling, and the next moment he is idle and lazy. His eyes are not fixed for a moment, and they are unpredictable.

, even the flowing clouds in the sky did not change so much, which was quite shocking. He Yue Gou stood respectfully next to the masked man, as if he did not even dare to make a sound.

There was a person lying down not far in front of Qin Chong and the two men. It was He Shuo, lying face down on the ground motionless. He didn't know whether he was alive or dead. Judging from the expressions on Qin Chong and the man with the sword, he must have been shocking.

Means, otherwise He Shuo would not have lost consciousness with just one encounter.

The man in white didn't move at all, and said softly: "Have you all come in? Yue Gou, start the formation. If anyone breaks in, kill them." The voice was light and sweet, and she was a woman, but the words she said were cold.

It's heartbreaking. In the mouth of this woman playing the piano, killing someone seems to be as common as breathing in and out.

He Yuegou responded, but there was no movement. Zhou Fang was slightly stunned, not knowing what the woman meant by launching the formation. However, Li Luo's expression changed slightly, and he looked at Mei Lin beside him without leaving any trace.

The moment the woman finished speaking, wisps of white mist seemed to emerge from under the roots of the plum trees. In just the blink of an eye, the white mist covered all the snow on the ground of the plum forest, making it misty and misty.

Zhou Fang also noticed something unusual on the ground, his expression changed, and he was confused. The woman in white said lightly: "There is no poison in the fog, and you won't be able to die for a while."

"You are pretending to be a ghost, do you think this is my first day in the world?" The man with the sword behind his back yelled with a sullen expression.

"I am a ghost in Wanmei Garden, so there is nothing wrong with pretending to be a ghost." The woman said slowly.

"Ghosts?" The man carrying the sword laughed mockingly and said, "Then I will let you become a real ghost." After saying that, he let out a loud roar and followed the sword, creating a shock wave and only taking the woman's face.

Under such a fast sword, everyone in the scene could clearly see clearly that the woman in white raised her hand and brushed the hair beside the mask. When she unfolded it again, there was a hairpin on her green and green hand. They did not see how the woman took action. The woman

The hairpin in his hand suddenly disappeared out of thin air. Accompanied by a groan from the man carrying the sword, the sword move failed halfway. When he looked at his shoulder, he saw the hairpin nailed to his shoulder.

At the same time as the man carrying the sword made his move, Qin Chong quietly grabbed it, his palm power was hidden, and the killing move was like the quicksand heart sutra. He ignored the morality of the world, even though he was outnumbered, he plotted against the woman in white.
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