After Feng Bo was kidnapped, he was taken directly to his room by Wuzhi Qi.
Looking at the furry face under the mask, Feng Bo suddenly became furious.
"You must be sick, you robbed someone so blatantly like me! Do you think it's too easy to hide your identity?"
Wuzhiqi originally rescued Uncle Feng with good intentions, but unexpectedly he was criticized by Uncle Feng, and his expression suddenly turned evil.
"What do you mean? You're not happy after I rescued you!"
Wuzhiqi said cursingly.
He had already made plans, took his people, put on the cloak, quickly picked up Uncle Feng, then took off the cloak in an inconspicuous place, and returned to his room.
No matter how powerful Di Jiang was, he would never have guessed that there was a traitor in Guangming Pavilion. At this moment, he was probably still urgently sending people to search outside.
"Are you alone in this operation? Where are the others?"
Feng Bo was very worried that other people would be involved.
Because he didn't know whether what he said to Ye Fan before he and Han Ling Hua Luo were knocked unconscious was told to Yu Dijiang by Ye Fan.
Wuzhiqi's identity has most likely been exposed now, but this fool didn't know it and actually came and kidnapped him.
"I have already lost my temper with them. This time I will take action alone."
Uncle Feng took a breath and nodded slowly.
He was afraid that this fool would not only seek his own death, but would also involve other people, and then everything they had worked so hard for would be ruined.
Little did they know that their conversation at the moment was being listened to by a little turtle.
The black turtle was lying under the bed, holding a sound transmission stone in his two paws.
This sound transmission stone was specially made by him and will not emit any light.
And the end of the sound transmission stone is connected to the Dijiang River.
Di Jiang listened to the conversation between the two in Wuzhiqi's room, smiled, and then cut off his spiritual power.
"Let's go, Ye Fan, let's go catch someone!"
Ye Fan nodded, and then he frowned again.
"If we go directly to arrest people, we will be able to scare others outside."
Di Jiang looked at Ye Fan.
"Do you have any ideas?"
Ye Fan thought for a moment.
"I remember that your henchman named Tapir can create dreams, right??"
Di Jiang nodded.
Ye Fan showed a dangerous smile.
It was already getting late. Wuzhi Qi and Feng Bo discussed the next step and then fell asleep.
After the two fell asleep, a tapir quietly entered Wuzhiqi's room through the window, and left quickly after a moment.
Early the next morning, Wuzhiqi's sound transmission stone lit up.
From the sound transmission stone, Wuzhi Qi's extremely familiar voice came.
"Wuzhiqi, come to my office!"
Hearing Di Jiang's voice, Wuzhiqi couldn't help but panic.
He hurriedly called Uncle Feng and asked him to hide in his room. Then he straightened his appearance and then walked to Di Jiang's room.
Dijiang is busy with the book in his hand.
When Wuzhiqi came in, he only looked up and continued busy with the work at hand.
Wuzhiqi was extremely nervous. He was just an unpopular little mountain god. Normally, no one would befriend him because of his personality. Today, Dijiang suddenly summoned him. I don’t know why...
"I called you here today because I have something to tell you."
Wuzhiqi stood aside tremblingly for a long time before Di Jiang finally put down the book in his hand, looked at him and said.
