"Miss, please stay." The middle-aged man who had recovered from his shock hurried forward and watched her stop. He then bowed and said, "Miss, please accept Huangfu Xiao's greetings."
Fengjiu turned aside and did not accept his greeting. She said, "You are too kind. It was just a coincidence."
"This evil energy is extremely powerful. Huangfu Xiao felt that he was not completely sure he could deal with it. However, the girl burned it away in the blink of an eye. Her method was so brilliant that Huangfu Xiao was convinced." He said in admiration.
Fengjiu said nothing, just looked at him.
Just as Huangfu Xiao was about to speak again, he heard a voice calling from behind.
"Brother, are you okay?"
He turned around and saw that the carriage that was originally parked in the grove had arrived on the road without him knowing when. At this moment, the curtain of the carriage was lifted, and he saw his fourth brother calling him. In the carriage, he could vaguely see his father looking over here.
“Goodbye.” Fengjiu said, and then she took a deep breath and flew away on her sword.
Hearing the farewell voice, Huangfu Xiao turned around and saw that her figure had already gone into the clouds. After a while, she disappeared from view. Then he quickly walked towards the carriage.
"Father." He got on the carriage, looked at his father, and said, "I didn't expect that the one who burned the evil spirit was a girl. What a pity, I was just about to ask her about her master, but I didn't expect to miss it." He sighed and said, "That girl might be an alchemist."
He felt sorry for missing such a good opportunity to consult. The alchemist who could control the heavenly fire would probably be of a very low rank. Adding on to her unfathomable strength and cultivation, all in all, the only thing he felt was a pity.
"If we are destined to meet, we will meet each other. If not, even if you know her master, it has nothing to do with us." The old man said weakly, and coughed with one hand on his lips.
"Now that the wind and rain have stopped, brother, can we go now?" said the man in his thirties.
"Let's go!"
As he spoke, he signaled the driver to drive the carriage forward. At this time, a middle-aged monk ran out of the dilapidated temple, muttering something. There was some dust on his face and no hair on his head. He looked rather funny.
"Uncle Master! You, you are still alive?" A young man who came back from somewhere shouted and ran towards the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged monk suddenly smiled foolishly, pushed him aside and walked on his own, muttering something as he walked forward. The young man seemed to be stunned for a moment, then hurriedly followed him. As for what he was talking about, no one cared anymore...
A few days later, in a restaurant, Feng Jiu was sitting on the first floor, drinking wine and listening to the people in the restaurant talking in low voices.
"Did you know what happened last night?"
"I heard that several locations of a certain force were taken down. Now the people of that force are being investigated. Even the major families and forces in the city have been alarmed, but no one knows who did it."
"To be able to wipe out those nests in one night, it must be a whole team, and it must have been premeditated."
Fengjiu took a sip of wine, called the waiter to settle the bill, and then stood up and walked out.