The nights in the underworld are extremely cold, as if it were the coldest days of winter at all times, chilling people to the bone.
However, on such a night, a large group of people were running aggressively on the street, moving towards Qianweilou.
In Qianweilou, everyone was well-fed and satisfied, and fell into dreams contentedly.
Anyway, Qianweilou was not doing business today, so He Xiu Lian specially vacated all the guest rooms for Chen Feng, Xuan Bing and others to stay.
At this moment, Xuan Bing and the others had fallen into a deep sleep. The heavy drinking just now made them somewhat drunk.
He Xiulian and Long Feng also separated and returned to their rooms to rest. Although they loved each other very much, they always kept it in a polite manner and did not go beyond that last step.
The entire Qianwei Building fell silent, without a single sound.
Chen Feng sat cross-legged on the bed, closing his eyes and resting quietly.
It has been three days since he entered the underworld, and Chen Feng has not seen his parents yet. Chen Feng made up his mind that no matter what happens, he must go find his parents tomorrow.
The night is quiet.
Suddenly, the Soul-Devouring Beast that was lying in the yard to rest suddenly roared. The slightly ferocious sound was like a thunder in the dark night, which immediately woke up all the monks around it.
Chen Feng suddenly opened his eyes, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.
The next moment, his body moved, as if he turned into a wisp of smoke and disappeared into the guest room.
At the same time, the doors of the other rooms in Qianwei Building were opened one after another, and everyone walked out in shock.
"What's going on?" He Xiulian looked around in panic, looking for Chen Feng. However, no matter how hard she looked, she couldn't find any trace of Chen Feng.
"Don't worry, Brother Chen Feng is a man of principle and will never abandon us. Perhaps, Brother Chen Feng has already gone out to investigate the situation.
It has to be said that Long Feng's words always capture everyone's hearts. After he said this, everyone immediately felt a lot more at ease.
It was obvious that Fatty Zhou, who was thrown out by them during the day, had come back for revenge. And seeing the amazing aura of power coming from outside, everyone felt as if a huge stone was pressing down on their hearts.
"Let's go out and take a look." He Xiulian said straightforwardly, then went downstairs first and opened the door of Qianweilou. Outside Qianweilou, a group of ferocious ghost cultivators were standing outside.
Fatty Zhou stood in front of a man with a cold look and said, "Butler Liu, these people don't take our Lu family seriously, especially that woman, who is pleasing to the eye and not afraid of the Lu family."
As he spoke, Fatty Zhou smiled flatteringly.
"Butler Liu had a cold expression on his face, and one could tell at a glance that he was a cruel person. At this moment, Butler Liu cast his gaze towards He Xiulian, and that intimidating look seemed to want to eat He Xiulian alive.
Subconsciously, He Xiulian couldn't help but shrink into Long Feng's arms. As a weak woman, she still had to rely on a man's protection in the end.
Long Feng puffed out his chest and fearlessly held He Xiu Lian in his arms, looking at the housekeeper Liu with cold eyes.
"You're quite courageous." Butler Liu smiled grimly, then waved his hand: "Kill them all, leave no one alive!"
Suddenly, the ghost cultivators behind him rubbed their hands together and began to move towards the people outside Qianwei Tower with murderous intent.
"How dare you!" Xuan Bing suddenly shouted, his voice so loud that it could be heard clearly even from more than ten miles away: "I am a ghost messenger from the underworld, a public official of the Hall of Samsara. How dare you kill me?"
The ghost officer's uniform fluttered in the night wind, and Xuan Bing's voice actually made those people stop.
Although the ghost messenger is the lowest level profession in the Samsara Palace, he is still a member of the Samsara Palace and is protected by the Samsara Palace. Although they kill without blinking an eye, it is not a pleasant thing to let them kill a ghost messenger in Fengdu.
"That's right. We are all ghost officials. Do you dare to kill us?" Shi Hua and Cao Sen also shook off their cloaks, revealing their ghost official uniforms.
With the addition of these two people, the crowd calmed down completely. They turned their eyes to Butler Liu, waiting for his instructions.
Butler Liu looked at Fatty Zhou beside him with dissatisfaction. If this guy had told him the identities of the few people before coming, he would have been able to prepare in advance.
They are just a few ghost messengers. As long as some arrangements are made, they can be killed at will. Who told them to be from the Lu family
The Lu family is a powerful family in Fengdu City. There is a powerful Ghost King in the Lu family. Moreover, he is not an ordinary Ghost King, but a powerful fourth-level Ghost King.
"It goes without saying that you must be masters of the Lu family." Long Feng looked at Butler Liu and suddenly said, "Seniors of the Lu family, I believe that you all followed the instigation of this Fatty Zhou and came to my Qianweilou for revenge. Although I, Long Feng, am weak, I have heard of the heroic deeds of the masters of the Lu family and I admire the Lu family very much. The reason why I threw Fatty Zhou out of the restaurant before was that Fatty Zhou relied on the power of the Lu family to forcibly annex our Qianweilou and even tried to occupy my woman, the proprietress of Qianweilou."
After these words came out, many people looked at Fatty Zhou with contempt. Many of them were honest ghost cultivators who only came to participate in this matter because they worked for the Lu family.
However, Butler Liu continued to look at the people in Qianwei Tower indifferently, with murderous intent in his eyes.
"So what? These people deserve to die for not giving face to the Lu family!" Butler Liu said slowly: "Besides, it was the Eighth Concubine who gave the order. Who among you dares to disobey?"
When they heard the name of the Eighth Concubine, everyone in the Lu family shrank their necks, their faces full of fear. The hesitation just now was gone, and they stepped forward again, pressing towards He Xiulian and the others.
Long Feng's face darkened, and he felt helpless. He knew that no one would listen to him even if he spoke his mind. Strength, or strength. Only with strong strength could he protect his beloved woman from harm.
No one panicked. Although the people rushing towards them were all very powerful, and the weakest one was only a third-class ghost soldier, everyone believed that Chen Feng would never ignore them.
Sure enough, there was a loud rumbling sound, and a big hole seemed to appear in the sky. Chen Feng slowly walked out of the hole in the sky and fell down.
Behind him, there was a long rope, on which were tied three men. They were like three puppies on a lead, following Chen Feng dejectedly.