Feng Feiyun's gaze was also projected in the direction of the curtain again. Zheng Dongliu actually called him (her) master. Could it be that the other party was the top of the Silver Hook family
If the other party is really the top of the Silver Hook family, then even if Feng Wanpeng comes, I am afraid he or she will kneel down.
After all, the Silver Hook family is one level stronger than the Feng family!
The person behind the curtain stood up slowly, his or her lips seemed to move slightly, and without any sound, he sat back again.
Voice over the air!
This person actually condensed the sound waves and turned them into a thread shuttle, which was directly passed into Zheng Dongliu's ears!
This person's cultivation is far beyond Feng Feiyun's guess. He is definitely a master of cultivation, and maybe he is stronger than Feng Wanpeng and the third master.
Zheng Dongliu nodded, then smiled at Feng Feiyun: "My master said that Young Master Feng is too young, and I am afraid that he cannot control the battle of thousands of people, and he does not have much confidence in you. Unless Young Master Feng can prove that he has enough courage And ingenuity, otherwise, Silver Hook Square will not be able to do business at a loss."
Feng Feiyun said with a smile: "Then how do your masters want me to prove it?"
Zheng Dongliu nodded and smiled: "As long as you can answer her three questions, she will kill the third master in person. If she does it in person, the third master will surely die."
Feng Feiyun cast his gaze over and said with a smile: "Senior is so arrogant, it seems that his ability is not small, please come up with a question!"
Feng Feiyun felt that she was an old woman who had practiced for hundreds of years, and she must have gray hair, otherwise her state of mind would not be able to achieve such an ancient well.
Of course, this is just Feng Feiyun's guess. The real age of the other party is not something he can see through now.
The wind blew the curtains and collided with a crisp and pleasant sound.
The figure behind the curtain looks more and more ethereal and illusory, making it difficult for people to see her clearly. She can't see her age. She only knows that she is wearing a white Luo shirt, spotless, woven from chiffon silk, delicate and elegant, and holding one in her hand. The red lute, but not played.
This is an elegant old woman, Feng Feiyun thought so in his heart.
Her voice was indeed very hoarse, like the wind in the desert, dry and harsh, "The first question, the Eagle Claw Gang members are all over Lingzhou City, if you want to exterminate them, you must gather them together, How do you get these thousands of gang members together?"
This voice sounded like an old woman in her 70s or 80s, with an old age in her hoarseness.
But Feng Feiyun could hear that this was not her original voice, but a voice that had been changed through a special method.
The other party does not want to know her identity!
"In eight days, it will be the day of the third master's birthday. At that time, all the gang members of the Eagle Claw Gang will be present. It is the time to kill them all." Feng Feiyun replied calmly.
She nodded and said: "The second question, the Eagle Claw Gang has more than 4,000 members. Although they are a rabble, I am afraid that they will have to pay a heavy price to exterminate them. You calculated the City Guard Army. Are there any casualties?"
Feng Feiyun said with a smile: "Naturally, I have calculated that if I were to take command, the casualties would definitely not exceed 100."
"No more than a hundred people?" Zheng Dongliu said: "Even if the eighteen princes of the Shenjin Dynasty came to command, the casualties could not be only one hundred, Young Master Feng, don't talk big in front of my master."
Feng Feiyun said: "Feng has never been bragging. If Director Zheng doesn't believe it, will he dare to go to the Xueying compound with me in eight days?"
Zheng Dongliu frowned and said, "Apart from the Eagle Claw Gang, no one has ever entered the Xue Ying compound and can still come out alive."
"If I want to deal with the Eagle Claw Gang, I still have to go to the Xueying compound for a walk." Feng Feiyun held his chest out and his words were eloquent, giving people a feeling of incomparable confidence.
Long silence!
There was soft applause from behind the curtain, and she smiled and said, "I didn't expect to meet such a bold young man in the small city of Lingzhou. What's your name?"
Feng Feiyun was overjoyed and said, "Is this your third question?"
"That's right." Her voice was still old and hoarse!
"The surname is Feng, the name is Feiyun!"
She said: "Feng Feiyun, it seems that he is a child of the Feng family of Nantaifu, he is indeed a talented person, full of courage, I remember this name, a young and promising talent like you should not be buried in Lingzhou In a small place like the city, only by going out can you see the wider world.”
Feng Feiyun said: "I believe this day will not be too long."
"That's how this business was decided. For nothing else, it's just for you. The Silver Hook Fang will help you kill the third master, and what we want is the wealth of the entire Blood Eagle compound. Copper can't be missing." She continued.
"Then it's settled. After eight days, Lingzhou City will be stained with blood."
After negotiating the business, Feng Feiyun bought three more blood spirit seedlings in Silver Hook Square, then left and returned to the City Lord's Mansion, feeling a lot of confidence in his heart.
Tying the Silver Hook Square to his chariot, Feng Feiyun had already thought about this move when he decided to deal with the third master.
It's just that the old woman who hasn't shown up all the time makes him very curious, what is this person's identity
When Feng Feiyun left, even the curtain was gently opened, and a white hand like a beautiful jade stretched out. This was a jade hand like an ice sculpture, like a flawless green lotus blooming on the lake.
Zheng Dongliu saw the hand stretched out, and hurriedly knelt on the ground again, burying his head fiercely, almost touching the ground.
It's like a loyal hound meets its owner!
This woman has a very high status in the Silver Hook family, and he does not dare to neglect it at all.
"Die'er, Die'er, follow him!"
The palm of this jade hand overflowed with a large white cloud of smoke, and a cloud of fairy mist was lingering, and a little cloud and mist condensed and turned into a white crystal butterfly.
The butterfly was motionless at first, but gradually came to life, with a slight trembling of its wings, it flew out of her palm, flew out of the Silver Hook Square, and chased after Feng Feiyun.
The white butterfly is a condensed spiritual energy, and it has been initially channeled, comparable to a semi-spiritual beast.
"Master, you have an honorable status, why do you delay eight days in Lingzhou City for a little Feng Feiyun?" Zheng Dongliu seemed very puzzled and asked in a humble tone.
The mysterious woman's voice was no longer hoarse, but as crisp as an oriole, and said: "This child is not simple, he can actually resist my pressure on the third floor. The cultivation base is very strange, this is one of them."
"Secondly, a small monk in the middle stage of Lingyin dares to oppose the master in the middle stage of Xiangen. I really have to admire his courage."
"If he can really kill the Eagle Claw Gang, and the casualties are less than 100, then he is definitely a rare talent. I would not hesitate to make friends with him."
Zheng Dongliu said: "If Feng Feiyun can make a friend like his master, then he will be famous all over the world and rise to the top, and it is just around the corner. This is definitely a blessing that he will not be able to cultivate in eight lifetimes."
Zheng Dongliu knew how great the identity of this master was. Even if the current head of the Feng family in Nantaifu saw her, he would probably have to bow and salute. Like Feng Wanpeng, the city master of Lingzhou, in front of her, he could only be regarded as An ant.
Her words are enough to mobilize thousands of troops.
If Feng Feiyun can really get her appreciation, then the future is limitless, but the master's vision is very high, and ordinary people don't look down on her at all.
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Time flies by like a white horse, and the eight days will soon pass.
In the past eight days, Feng Feiyun only went to the city guard barracks once, and spent the rest of the time cultivating. After seeing the mysterious old woman in Silver Hook Square, Feng Feiyun felt that his strength was still far from enough. In the past few days, the blood has been tempered with the blood spirit seedlings.
In eight days, he used eight blood spirit seedlings, and now he is fully able to withstand the medicinal power of blood spirit seedlings even without the help of water pressure.
The blood in the body turned black again, and the flow rate of the blood became faster.
In the past eight days, Feng Feiyun went to Silver Hook Square twice again, but he never saw the mysterious old woman again, and even the sixteen iron armored gods completely disappeared.
Feng Feiyun stood up, rode on the back of a crimson tiger, held the reins, and laughed loudly: "Elder Liu, today we are going to pray for birthdays, so there is no need to be so nervous."
Butler Liu was wearing a black robe, but he couldn't relax no matter what, and smiled with a stiff face: "Although the blood eagle compound is the most dangerous place in Lingzhou City, the old slave is not nervous at all, the old slave is just for the young master. Are you worried! Now that eight days have passed for a month, when are you going to start?"
Butler Liu felt that he couldn't understand Feng Feiyun's thoughts at all, as if he was not in a hurry at all.
Mingming had already sworn to kill the third master, but now he ran to him with great fanfare. Which one did he sing
Feng Feiyun smiled mysteriously and said, "Maybe I'll do it today?"
Butler Liu naturally didn't believe that he would do it today. After all, the five thousand city guards were not mobilized at all. Could it be that he took more than one hundred servants to destroy the thousands of Eagle Claw Gang? It was a joke.
These more than 100 domestic slaves are just laborers who carry the gifts, dozens of cars, which cannot be carried by one or two people. Feng Feiyun specially invited more than 100 able-bodied domestic slaves to carry them.
This is the first time for Young Master Feng to go to the third master's birthday, so it is quite generous. There are 28 carts for the congratulations, and there are four large iron boxes trapped on top of each cart. The congratulations inside are definitely not light , the house slaves who transported so much were exhausted.
Feng Feiyun hummed a little song in his mouth, led the mighty motorcade, and went to celebrate his birthday.