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Chapter 810 Master Mao Feng

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    Hearing this, Qin Zhongling shrugged and stopped talking. Instead, he and Lin Chen followed Wen Wuji to continue looking for the mysterious alley.

    Wen Wuji secretly shook his head and sighed in his heart.

    He didn't know what the Chief Palace Master was thinking. He had obviously reported Lin Chen's talent and talents to the Chief Palace Master, but he just mentioned briefly that Lin Chen was unwilling to join the Soul Palace, so the Chief Palace Master sent someone to convey the message.  He said that since he didn't want to join, we wouldn't be surprised if he did.

    ¡° If a talent like Lin Chen is missed, it will be a great loss to the Soul Palace.

    ¡°Brother, this shabby store looks like a country coffin shop. Are you sure Master Mao Feng¡¯s store is here?¡±

    Just when Wen Wuji was feeling depressed, he heard a woman's voice coming from the corner of the alley ahead.

    Wen Wuji suddenly became energetic and said with a smile: "It seems that Master Mao Feng is really famous. Miss Qin, did I lie to you?"

    "The coffin shop."

    Qin Zhongling glanced at Wen Wuji with confusion on his face.

    Lin Chen smiled and patted Qin Zhongling on the shoulder, then hugged her and came to the corner of the alley. He saw two young men, a man and a woman, standing on the left. The man was tall and powerful, and the woman was as beautiful as a flower.  , with a voluptuous figure, but with an arrogant and domineering look between his brows.

    The woman in red clothes frowned slightly when she saw Lin Chen and Qin Zhongling, and her eyes subconsciously looked at Qin Zhongling.

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    The man slammed the door hard and shouted loudly: "Master Mao Feng, open the door quickly. We are disciples of Shenxu Holy Land. We heard that puppets are sold here, so we came here to buy puppets."

    Ga!

    The old wooden door opened, and a young man about fourteen or fifteen years old came out. He glanced at everyone and shook his head: "Everyone, I'm really sorry. The teacher is leaving for Huayu Fairy City today to attend the puppet show in three days.  For the competition, come back in a few days."

    After saying this, the young man turned back, walked into the door, and was about to close the door.

    "do not."

    The man smiled, quickly stretched out his hand to block the wooden door, and said with a smile: "Tell your teacher that I am a disciple of Ji Yangzi in Shenxu Holy Land. Master and Master Mao Feng are old friends, so it doesn't matter if I delay for a while."

    The young man frowned and said, "I told you, we are closed."

    boom!

    The woman in red kicked the door, knocking the boy behind the door back a few steps.

    She strode through the wooden door and said disdainfully: "When we, the disciples of Shenxu Holy Land, come to your shop, it is because of you that you shine brightly. What kind of master can you do without going out to greet us? How dare you turn us away?"  Believe it or not, I demolished your shabby store?"

    "You, you devil, are so arrogant!"

    The boy¡¯s nose was red and swollen after being hit by the door, and he pointed angrily at the woman in red.

    The woman in red sneered: "I'm too lazy to show off to a slut like you, so hurry up and take out the best puppets in your store."

    The man stood aside, silent, with a smile on his face. It seemed that the more arrogant the woman in red was, the more he liked her.

    "This woman is so domineering."

    Qin Zhongling leaned close to Lin Chen¡¯s ear and whispered.

    Lin Chen nodded, deeply convinced.

    Wen Wuji frowned slightly, looked at the woman in red, and said, "Little girl, there are many high-ranking people in this world. If you be a low-key person, you can live longer."

    "Do you know who I am?"

    When the woman in red heard this, her face suddenly became frosty, and she looked at Wen Wuji coldly.

    Wen Wuji smiled and said, "Then do you know who I am?"

    "Old man, I don't care who you are."

    The woman in red said coldly: "I am the third genius among the new disciples of Shenxu Holy Land. My father is the master of the Law Enforcement Hall of Shenxu Holy Land and a strong man of the third level of the Martial Saint Realm. Old man, don't think you  When I get older, I won¡¯t dare to hit you.¡±

    Wen Wuji shook his head, too lazy to behave like a child. He has lived for hundreds of years. It would be embarrassing if others found out that he was quarreling with a twenty-year-old woman in the street.

    "It's okay if you know you're afraid."

    The woman in red snorted coldly and ignored Wen Wuji.

    When Lin Chen heard this, he immediately laughed.

    Unexpectedly, these two are old friends. One is Ji Yangzi¡¯s daughter, and the other is Ji Yangzi¡¯s apprentice. Their personalities are somewhat similar to Ji Yangzi¡¯s.

    "Ji Yangzi is your father?"

    Right here??, a ghost-like figure suddenly appeared in the store.

    The woman in red was startled. After a closer look, she found an old man in a gray robe. She frowned and said, "Yes, I am Ji Yangzi's daughter Wang Qian. Are you that Master Mao?"

    "Mao Feng."

    When the man saw the person coming, he quickly reminded him, then raised his hands and said, "Junior Liu Ao, I have met my senior."

    Mao Feng frowned and said, "Didn't my disciple tell you that I am going to the Huayu Immortal Dynasty?"

    "Senior."

    Seeing that Wang Qian wanted to speak, Liu Ao quickly said, "The two of us are going back to the Holy Land of Shenxu today. I heard that you sell magical puppets here, so I wanted to come and learn more about it. I hope seniors won't take offense."

    Wang Qian raised her eyebrows and moved her lips. She was too lazy to talk nonsense to Mao Feng, but when she saw Liu Ao's look telling her not to speak, she could only endure it for the time being.

    "I see."

    Mao Feng nodded. Suddenly, his face changed drastically. Anger was igniting in his eyes. He shouted angrily: "Two ignorant juniors, relying on the power of Ji Yangzi, are so arrogant and dare to beat my disciples. I'm sorry."  Get out!"

    This change of expression was so fast that people couldn't react in time, and Liu Ao and Wang Qian were immediately stunned.

    After an instant, Wang Qian became furious: "Old man, aren't you just a first-level Martial Sect Realm? My father is a mighty Martial Saint. You, an ant-like thing, dare to talk to me like this. You are so impatient."  Yes, I¡¯ll kill you!¡±

    The next moment, Wang Qian pulled out the sword from her waist and stabbed Mao Feng.

    This sword also directly exposed Wang Qian¡¯s cultivation level, the third level of Wuzong Realm!

    Ding!

    Qin Zhongling drew his sword without hesitation, and stabbed Wang Qian's rapidly advancing blade with precision, knocking Wang Qian's sword away.

    When Mao Feng saw this, a look of surprise appeared in his eyes. The finger he had just raised slowly lowered it again.

    Qin Zhongling frowned and said: "Since Master Mao Feng knows your father, he is your elder. You should call me uncle, but you not only don't call me uncle, but you also insult others like an old man. You have no sense of etiquette, justice and shame, and you still do it."  I want to draw my sword and kill an old man who is so beautiful but has such a disgusting heart!"

    "What did you say?"

    Wang Qian's face turned red in anger and she roared angrily: "You bitch, how dare you scold me? Who are you, a mere untouchable? If I kill you, it will be like killing a wild dog!"

    After saying this, Wang Qian stabbed Qin Zhongling directly with the long sword in her hand without hesitation.

    There was only murderous intent in her eyes. Although she couldn't see Qin Zhongling's cultivation level clearly, she could tell at a glance that Qin Zhongling was only fifteen years old. It was just a trick to push her sword away just now. How powerful could he be at fifteen years old?  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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