Chapter 649: The murderous aura behind you&1t;/p>

Luo Xiaofeng was stunned before he finished speaking. Because he saw this figure strange, he kept floating in the cold wind.&1t;/p>

Luo Xiaofeng looked closely and found that the figure turned out to be a woman's long skirt.&1t;/p>

The long skirt was lifted by a slender bamboo pole and inserted it on the ground. Under the hem of the skirt, there were a pair of exquisite embroidered shoes.&1t;/p>

Luo Xiaofeng gently picked up the embroidered shoes and looked at them carefully.&1t;/p>

The cold wind is roaring, and the heavy snow is still falling.&1t;/p>

When I returned to the house, it was already the second day of the morning. In Fengjiazhuang, the sound of drums was vaguely heard.&1t;/p>

Luo Xiaofeng lay on a carved wooden bed, with a brand new silk duck down quilt on the bed, warm and comfortable.&1t;/p>

In the snow outside the door, the small and faint footprints and the pair of red embroidered shoes on the ground were just right.&1t;/p>

Who is the owner of the embroidered shoes? Who came out the mysterious knock on the door and the mysterious footsteps in the snow?&1t;/p>

Luo Xiaofeng didn't know that he had fallen asleep.&1t;/p>

At this moment, under the bed, a hand suddenly stretched out, a woman's pale hand...&1t;/p>

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When Feng woke up, the first thing he saw was the woman lying beside him.&1t;/p>

Women are young and beautiful, but completely unfamiliar.&1t;/p>

There was a big red lantern hanging in the room, and the room was shrouded in a faint red light. Everything seemed so hazy.&1t;/p>

Feng knelt down and rubbed his painful temple. He didn't know where this was, how he slept here, and he didn't know who the young woman lying beside him was.&1t;/p>

Everything here is completely unfamiliar to Feng Kneeling. But one thing is certain that Feng Kneeling is sure, this is definitely not Tengxian Pavilion.&1t;/p>

The woman woke up, wrapped in a quilt, blushed, knelt at Feng, smiled with a pursed lips, then got out of bed, slipped out like a gust of wind.&1t;/p>

Feng knelt on the bed in surprise, staring at the door with wide eyes. The door was taken, and then Feng knelt on his knees and heard the sound of locking.&1t;/p>

The young woman was led into a hunchbacked old man.&1t;/p>

There is no light in the cabin.&1t;/p>

A majestic voice suddenly came from the darkness: "Feng kneels on his knees and kneels is very useful to us, and we must not let him fall into the hands of others."&1t;/p>

The young woman's voice was very respectful: "Yes!"&1t;/p>

The majestic voice sounded again: "For Xu Heizi, we lost two brothers, and this loss is quite large."&1t;/p>

The young woman's voice became very low: "Our plan was going well, but I didn't expect a third son of Yan to kill halfway through."&1t;/p>

The majestic voice sounded again: "Although the Agarwood Xiaoyu Pavilion is destroyed, we must not let Yan Laosan and the missing Zu Laosqi go."&1t;/p>

The young woman bowed and said, "Leave this matter to my subordinates. I promise to come to see the master of the stream with Yan Laosan and Zu Laoqi's heads."&1t;/p>

The majestic voice echoed in the young woman's ears: "I believe in your ability, but don't reveal your identity, otherwise it will bring about a murder."&1t;/p>

The young woman bowed and said, "The master of the stream is in mind."&1t;/p>

In the darkness, the mysterious master of the stream sighed: "In front of Feng kneeling and Li Du, you are the gentle and considerate Yan'er. In front of Luo Xiaofeng and Lan Meiqing, you are the sixth girl of the brothel. You are indeed quite capable!"&1t;/p>

The young woman hurriedly said, "The subordinates are incompetent, and they rely on the main cultivation of the stream."&1t;/p>

The mysterious master of the stream said: "Feng Kneeling has fallen into our hands, and our plan has been half successful. Next, it depends on you. You must find a way to let Feng Kneeling find the treasure of Fengyun Sect."&1t;/p>

The young woman hurriedly said, "I know!"&1t;/p>

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The mysterious master of the stream suddenly said, "Li Du is a useless person. Following him will make you wronged."&1t;/p>

The woman bit her lip: "For the great cause of the master of the ravine, no matter how many grievances the subordinates suffered, it is worth it."&1t;/p>

The mysterious master of the stream said "Yeah" and slowly continued: "Lan Meiqing was trapped in the Wild Man Ridge, which is no longer worth worrying, but that... Luo Xiaofeng is still a powerful character, and he is afraid that he will ruin our good things!"&1t;/p>

The young woman smiled and said, "The master of Jian is extremely skilled in martial arts, I think Luo Xiaofeng is definitely not your opponent."&1t;/p>

The mysterious master of the stream suddenly became very stern: "Luo Xiaofeng became famous all over the world as soon as he entered the public. Don't underestimate him!"&1t;/p>

The young woman became nervous, and her voice became very rapid: "I am ignorant, I will take strict precautions against Luo Xiaofeng."&1t;/p>

The mysterious master of the stream sighed and suddenly said: "Don't rush to take action! The snipe and clam fight, the fisherman will benefit! The good show is still behind."&1t;/p>

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Fengjiazhuang.&1t;/p>

Late Night.&1t;/p>

A woman's pale hand stretched out from under the bed.&1t;/p>

Luo Xiaofeng suddenly woke up, and he sat up. As soon as he sat up, he felt something was wrong in the room.&1t;/p>

Luo Xiaofeng's sensory organs are extremely sharp. Even if he falls asleep, he can feel danger.&1t;/p>

Under the bed, the pale hand slowly shrank back.&1t;/p>

In the room, the flames of red candles on the candlestick are jumping around.&1t;/p>

On the pale window paper, there is a blurred figure.&1t;/p>

Luo Xiaofeng slowly got out of bed and gently opened the window.&1t;/p>

As soon as the window opened, a bitter cold wind gushed into the house.&1t;/p>

The red candle on the candlestick was blown out, and everything around it was instantly swallowed by the darkness.&1t;/p>

Luo Xiaofeng walked out slowly. Without the light, he saw a set of women's skirts, dancing in the dark. Under the women's skirts, a pair of red embroidered shoes were neatly placed. Although these red embroidered shoes are not as good as the huge embroidered shoes in the deserted hall of Zhao Jingcheng, they look like they are still standing in the dark.&1t;/p>

Luo Xiaofeng knew this skirt and also the pair of red embroidered shoes. In the first half of the night, he had seen it on the ground outside Fengjiazhuang.&1t;/p>

Who puts skirts and shoes here?&1t;/p>

Luo Xiaofeng frowned, and his fists suddenly clenched.&1t;/p>

There was suddenly a bright light in the distance. The light was very weak and blurry, as if in the dark hell, there were ghost fires flashing occasionally.&1t;/p>

Luo Xiaofeng stood in the cold wind, allowing large swaths of snowflakes to fall on his face.&1t;/p>

The faint light in the distance is getting closer.&1t;/p>

A man came to Luo Xiaofeng like a ghostly lantern.&1t;/p>

This man knocked the lantern very low. The hazy light shone on the ground, but his face was hidden in the darkness.&1t;/p>

Luo Xiaofeng suddenly smiled: "General Manager Shangguan?"&1t;/p>

The person who came was Shangguan Chunyu, the second manager of Fengjiazhuang.&1t;/p>

Shangguan Chunyu touched the oily head and said sarcastically: "Before dawn, Captain Luo got up. Didn't he sleep well last night?"&1t;/p>

Luo Xiaofeng sneered: "It's a trivial matter to not sleep well, I'm afraid someone will stab me in the back."&1t;/p>

Shangguan Chunyu's hand holding the lantern suddenly trembled violently. He covered his mouth with one hand, widened his eyes, and looked straight behind Luo Xiaofeng.&1t;/p>

There is someone behind Luo Xiaofeng!&1t;/p>
Chapter completed!