However, at this moment, no one associated the red-dressed woman in front of them with the ghost doctor Fengjiu. After all, they knew that Fengjiu had disappeared for several years. Some people said that Fengjiu had gone into seclusion, some said that Fengjiu had gone to the upper realm, and some even said that Fengjiu was dead.
There were many different opinions, and no one knew which one was true. However, it was known to everyone that the Ghost Doctor Fengjiu no longer appeared in various places on this continent. Naturally, no one would mistake the person in front of them for her, not to mention that they had never seen Fengjiu.
"master."
Leng Shuang and Qin Xin saw her coming, so they stepped forward and called out to her. Then, Qin Xin retreated behind her, and Leng Shuang said to Feng Jiu, "It's Gu Xiangyi."
When Fengjiu first heard the name, she was a little surprised. Her eyes swept over the dirty-looking people in front of her, and finally landed on the tall figure.
"Gu Xiangyi?"
She looked at him in surprise, then glanced at the people, young and old, and asked with a frown, "I haven't seen you for a few years. Why are you so embarrassed?"
Gu Xiangyi bowed to her, smiled helplessly, but did not speak.
At this time, Leng Shuang next to him said: "Master, they can't speak."
"Are these all your clansmen?" Fengjiu looked at the fifty or sixty people and saw that even some children had whip marks all over their bodies. Her eyes immediately turned cold.
Gu Xiangyi nodded.
Seeing this, Feng Jiu said, "Let's go to the inn in front and rest for a while! Bring your people with you." Feng Jiu said, and turned to walk back. She didn't look at the middle-aged man and the old man behind her, nor the hundreds of guards around them. She just turned to look at Du Fan and said, "You and Wei Feng will stay and deal with it."
"Yes, master." Du Fan and others responded.
Gu Xiangyi gestured to the tribesmen and asked them to follow him. Seeing a little girl among them, her legs went weak and she fell to the ground. Leng Hua walked up to her and picked her up, not caring that she had soiled his robes.
When the little girl saw that the other person's crescent-colored robe was soiled by her, she couldn't help but shrink her hands and feet in fear. She didn't know what to do, so she had to look towards Gu Xiangyi.
"It's all right."
Leng Hua gently touched the child's head. Seeing the child looking at Gu Xiangyi timidly, he smiled and said, "He is our friend." As soon as he finished speaking, he carried the child and went to the inn with everyone else.
Seeing those people coming out and not even looking at them straight in the eye, but taking them away so openly, the city lord felt that his dignity was challenged, and immediately shouted in a deep voice: "Catch them all!"
Fengjiu, who had already walked away, heard the words coming from behind her. She did not stop, but just left a few words lightly.
"Destroy him."
Three light words were heard, and Du Fan smiled and opened the folding fan in his hand. The fan in his hand flew out with spiritual energy and attacked the city lord directly.
The overwhelming murderous intent startled the old man, the middle-aged man and the city lord. They quickly dodged, but saw the folding fan with a sharp aura instantly slash across the arm of one of them. In an instant, blood gushed out and a muffled groan was heard.