Feng Feiyun's eyes were also projected to the direction of the curtain again. Zheng Dongliu actually called him (her) master. Could it be that the other party was a senior member of the Silver Hook Family?

If the other party is really a senior executive of the Silver Hook family, then even if Feng Wanpeng comes, he will probably kneel down at him (her).

After all, the Silver Hook family is one level stronger than the Feng family!

The person behind the curtain slowly stood up, and his (her) lips seemed to move slightly, and no sound came out, so he sat back.

Transmitting sound from the air!

This person actually condensed the sound waves and turned them into a thread shuttle, which directly entered Zheng Dongliu's ears!

This person's cultivation level far exceeds Feng Feiyun's guess. He is definitely a master of cultivation. Maybe he is stronger than a person of level like Feng Wanpeng and the Third Master.

Zheng Dongliu nodded, then smiled at Feng Feiyun and said, "My master said that Young Master Feng is too young and may not be able to control the battles 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 intelligence, the loss-making Yingoufang will not do it."

Feng Feiyun smiled and said, "I wonder how your master wants me to prove it?"

Zheng Dongliu nodded and smiled: "As long as you can answer her three questions, she will personally kill the Third Master. If she takes action herself, the Third Master will undoubtedly die."

Feng Feiyun's eyes shot over and said with a smile: "Senior is so bold, it seems that he is really capable, please give a question!"

The other party has extremely high cultivation, extraordinary temperament, and unparalleled mental state. Feng Feiyun thinks that she is an old woman who has practiced for hundreds of years and must have gray hair, otherwise her mood would not have been so in ancient well.

Of course, this is just Feng Feiyun's guess. The other party's real age is not something he can see through now.

The wind blew the curtains, colliding with a crisp and pleasant sound.

The figure behind the curtain looked even more vague and illusory, making people unable to see clearly or her age. They only knew that she was wearing a white silk shirt, spotless, woven from chiffon silk, delicate and elegant, holding a red pipa in her hand, but she didn't play it.

This is an elegant old woman, Feng Feiyun thought of it so much.

Her voice indeed seemed very hoarse, just like the wind in the desert, dry and harsh, "The first question is that the Eagle Claw Gang's gangs are everywhere in Lingzhou City. If you want to destroy them, you must gather them together. How do you gather these thousands of gangs?"

The sound sounded like an old woman in her seventies or eighties, with aging in her hoarseness.

But Feng Feiyun could hear that this was not her original voice, but her voice after being changed through special methods.

The other party doesn't want to know her identity!

"In another eight days, it will be the birthday of the Third Master. By then, all the members of the Eagle Claw Gang will be present, and it is the time to catch them all in one go." Feng Feiyun replied calmly.

She nodded and said, "The second question is that the Eagle Claw Gang has more than 4,000 people. Although it is a gang of mobs, it may cost a heavy price to wipe them out. Have you calculated the casualties of the city guards?"

Feng Feiyun smiled and said, "Naturally, if I were asked to command, there would definitely be no more than a hundred casualties."

"No more than a hundred people?" Zheng Dongliu said: "Even if the eighteen Heavenly Marquis of the Shenjin Dynasty came to command, there would be no more than one hundred casualties. Master Feng, don't talk big in front of my master."

Feng Feiyun said: "Feng never brags. If Master Zheng doesn't believe it, how dare you go to the Blood Eagle Courtyard with me in eight days?"

Zheng Dongliu frowned and said, "No one except the people from the Eagle Claw Gang have ever entered the Blood Eagle Courtyard, and can still walk out alive."

"If you want to deal with the Eagle Claw Gang, I have to go to the Blood Eagle Courtyard." Feng Feiyun stood up with his chest and spoke concisely, giving people a feeling of incomparable confidence.

Long-lasting silence!

A soft applause came from behind the curtain, and she smiled and said, "I didn't expect that in the small Lingzhou City, I could meet such a courageous young man. What's your name?"

Feng Feiyun was delighted and said, "Is this your third question?"

"That's right." Her voice was still old and hoarse!

"The surname is Feng and the name is Feiyun!"

She said: "Feng Feiyun, it seems that he is a child of the Feng family in the Southern Taifu. He is indeed a handsome talent and full of courage. I remember this name. A young and promising talent like you should not be buried in a small place like Lingzhou City. Only by going out can you see a broader world."

Feng Feiyun said: "I believe this day will not last too long."

"This business was decided like this. For nothing else, just for you, the three words Feng Feiyun. Yin Goufang helps you kill the Third Master, and what we want is the wealth of the entire Blood Eagle Courtyard, and even a single copper cannot be left out." She continued.

"Then let's just say that, in eight days, blood will definitely stain Lingzhou City."

After the business was negotiated, Feng Feiyun bought three blood spirit seedlings from Yingoufang, and then left and returned to the city lord's mansion. He felt much more confident.

Tied the Yinhook Square to his own chariot, and this move was already considered when Feng Feiyun decided to deal with the Third Master.

But the old woman who had never appeared made him particularly curious. What is this person's identity?

When the wind and clouds left, the curtains were gently lifted, and a white hand that looked like a beautiful jade was stretched out. This was a jade hand that looked like an ice sculpture, like a flawless green lotus blooming on the lake.

Seeing that the hand was stretched out, Zheng Dongliu hurriedly knelt on the ground again, buried his head hard, almost against the ground.

It's like a loyal hound meeting his owner!

This woman has a very high status in the Silver Hook family, and he dared not neglect at all.

"Die'er, Die'er, follow him!"

A large area of ​​white clouds and smoke overflowed from the palm of this jade hand, sweeping over the fairy mist, and a trace of clouds and mist condensed and turned into a white crystal butterfly.

The butterfly was still motionless at first, but gradually came alive. Its wings trembled gently, flew out of her palm, flew out of the Silver Hook Square, and chased towards Feng Feiyun.

The white butterfly is a condensation of spiritual energy and has been initially psychic, comparable to a semi-spirited beast.

"Master, you have a noble status, why bother to waste eight days in Lingzhou City for a small Feng Feiyun?" Zheng Dongliu seemed puzzled and asked in a humble tone.

The mysterious woman's voice was no longer hoarse, but was as crisp as an oriole, saying, "This boy is not simple. He can resist the pressure of my third level. His cultivation is very strange. This is one of them."

"Secondly, a small cultivator in the middle stage of Linggui dares to fight against a master in the middle stage of Immortal Root. I really have to admire his courage."

"If he can really destroy the Eagle Claw Gang and the casualties are less than 100, then it will definitely be a rare talent. I will not hesitate to make friends with him."

Zheng Dongliu said: "If Feng Feiyun could make friends like his master, he would be famous all over the world and be successful in just around the corner. This is definitely a blessing that he would never 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 the Southern Taifu saw her, he would probably bow to salute. Like Feng Wanpeng, the lord of Lingzhou City, could only be regarded as an ant in front of her.

Her words were enough to mobilize tens of millions of troops.

If Feng Feiyun could really get her appreciation, then her future would be limitless, but the master's vision was extremely high, and she would not like it at all for ordinary people.

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Time passed like a flash of time, and eight days passed quickly.

Feng Feiyun only went to the city guard camp once in the past eight days, and spent other time practicing. After seeing the mysterious old woman in Yingoufang, Feng Feiyun felt that her strength was far from enough, and she had been tempering her blood with blood spirit seedlings these days.

In eight days, he used up eight blood spirit seedlings. Now, even without the help of water pressure, he can fully withstand the medicinal power of the blood spirit seedlings.

The blood in the body turned a little darker again, and the blood flow rate became faster.

In the past eight days, Feng Feiyun went to Yingoufang twice, but he never saw the mysterious old woman again. Even the sixteen iron armored divine troops completely disappeared.

Feng Feiyun turned over and rode on the back of a red tiger, held the reins in his hand, and laughed: "Old Liu, we are going to pay our birthday today, there is no need to be so nervous."

Butler Liu was wearing a black robe, but he couldn't get any more relaxed. He smiled with a stiff face: "Although the Blood Eagle Courtyard is the most dangerous place in Lingzhou City, I am not nervous at all. I am just worried about you, Master! Now that the one-month period has passed, eight days have passed, when will you take action?"

Butler Liu felt that he could not understand Feng Feiyun's thoughts at all, and he seemed to be in a hurry at all.

He had already promised to kill the Third Master, but now he ran to pay his birthday with great fanfare. Which one was he singing about?

Feng Feiyun smiled mysteriously and said, "Maybe I'll do it today?"

Butler Liu naturally didn't believe that he would take action today. After all, the five thousand city guards were not mobilized at all. Could it be that he brought more than a hundred family slaves to destroy thousands of Eagle Claw Gang members? It's a joke.

These more than a hundred domestic slaves were just workers carrying gifts and dozens of vehicles. This was not one. After two people had transported them, Feng Feiyun specially invited more than a hundred strong domestic slaves to carry them.

This is the first time Mr. Feng has gone to pay his birthday to his third master, so he is naturally quite generous. There are 28 large carts in total. Each cart is trapped with four large iron boxes. It is definitely not easy to hold the gifts in it, and it is exhausted to the house slaves who are transporting them.

Feng Feiyun hummed a small song in his mouth and led a huge convoy to pay homage to his birthday.

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