Chapter 239

The next morning, it was just dawn. With the first ray of sunshine of the rising sun, a melodious song suddenly spread over the whole Yelv house.

Pop!

Yang Feng suddenly pushed open the window, yawned and scolded bleary eyed, "who makes noise early in the morning and doesn't let people sleep well. I don't know that great Xia watched a film for the world last night!"

"Good morning, master!"

At this time, yeluyan himself came to Yang Feng's room with a basin of water and said with a smile, "master got up earlier than usual today."

"Nonsense, don't you see how loud the sound is? Can I still sleep?"

Turning over his eyes, Yang Feng looked unhappy and said, "Yan'er, go and catch this guy who disturbs people's dreams, beat him up and vent his anger for the teacher."

He smiled and shook his head. Yeluyan didn't do it. He just opened his door, put the facial cleanser in front of him, and said with a smile, "I dare not. You just invited someone's elder Mo yesterday, and you're going to beat him today. What's more, I can't beat him. If you want to beat him, you have to do it!"

"What, you said that Mo Shaoqiu was the one who played Qu'er this morning? He was crazy. He made a fuss when he got up in the morning, disturbing the neighborhood!"

Swearing, Yang Feng knew that it was mo Shaoqiu who woke him up, so he stopped investigating and began to groom.

Yeluyan smiled and listened to the melodious song, but it had a different flavor: "master, in Mo Lao's song, the vicissitudes of life are full of sadness and contradictions. It is estimated that although he promised to deal with the ghost king with us last night, he still hesitated. After all, he has a little friendship with the ghost king."

"Why, do you still know the rhythm?" Yang Feng looked at him strangely and asked while wiping his face.

Nodding faintly, yeluyan said with a smile, "I know a little. When I was young, my father asked my husband to teach me!"

"Then you are really good at both writing and martial arts. Unlike me, you don't know anything about this. How can you hear the sadness in his music? It's just noise, hehe!"

With a grin, Yang Feng shrugged his shoulders and washed.

Then they went out side by side and soon came to Mo Shaoqiu's door.

Mo Shaoqiu seemed to feel that someone was visiting outside the room. He stopped his erhu and opened it in front of the door. When he saw that Yang Feng was coming, he immediately bowed down and said, "it was great Xia Yang's visit. It was disrespectful and disrespectful. Did Mo's song disturb the quiet of great Xia just now?"

"Ah, where!"

As soon as his face was solemn, Yang Feng said seriously, "Mr. Yang's song is full of sadness and contradictions in the vicissitudes of life. Yang felt a lot when he heard it. He knew that Mr. Yang and the ghost King were old friends. Even though he had reached a consensus with everyone last night and asked for thieves together, he still hesitated. So I came to see Mr. Yang to solve his worries."

When Mo Shaoqiu heard these words, he was moved with tears in his eyes and bowed down deeply: "great Xia Yang is really a bosom friend of mo. from a small Song of Mo, you can feel Mo's mind. It's really Mo's luck to make friends with great Xia Yang in this life."

"Ah, Mr. Mo is serious. It's my honor. Hehe!"

Yang Feng smiled humbly and waved his hands slightly.

Yeluyan looked at all this, but he blushed and was completely stupid.

Master, you plagiarize my thoughts.

Cut, this kind of thing is whoever publishes it first. What, don't you agree?

As if he heard the idea in his heart, Yang Feng looked at him and rolled his eyes. Yeluyan had no choice but to smile bitterly. He just lamented that Yang Feng's means to win people's hearts was really high.

"Surnamed Yang, did you encourage the five worshippers to beat me together yesterday? You have seed..."

Touch!

At this time, the second lengzi yeluhao came over again, but before he finished speaking, he was knocked down by Yang Feng with a straight boxing and Ko on the spot.

Mo Shaoqiu couldn't help but be stunned and said suspiciously, "great Xia Yang, this is..."

"Oh, a bear boy is still in his forties. If you don't beat him, you can't do anything. It's the duty of everyone in our family to beat him every day. It can soothe your body and mind and cultivate your sentiment. If you're bored one day, you can try it to ensure your physical and mental comfort!"

"Really?"

Mo Shaoqiu looked strange. Does Yelv's house have a special sandbag to vent his anger? Rich families are well equipped.

Yang Feng smiled and nodded, then asked yeluyan to drag the second uncle down.

Then, Yang Feng and Mo Shaoqiu opened their hearts, spoke freely, and brought their relationship as close as possible.

With Yang Feng's three inch eloquence, after a few hours, he was brother to Mo Shaoqiu and shared life and death.

As for the little friendship with the ghost king, at this moment, Mo Shaoqiu has long forgotten to the clouds.

"Great Xia Yang..."

"Ah, still called great Xia? Just call a virtuous brother!"

"OK, Yang Xiandi!"

With a nod, Mo Shaoqiu's eyes glittered: "friends are easy to get, but confidants are hard to find. Brother, I hereby promise my good brother that I will join hands with my good brother to take the old bastard ghost king. If there is betrayal, I won't die!"

"Brother is serious, but I'm relieved to have brother's words!" with a slight smile, Yang Feng bowed his hand respectfully to Mo Shaoqiu, which completely subdued the general.

"Master!"

Suddenly, just then, a loud drink came. They turned their heads and saw that Yelv ran in a hurry with great joy: "I've caught him. Shangguan Yun, the leader of sacred fire sect sacred wind hall, used to be the four grade admonitor of the current Dynasty. This time, during the inventory of the civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty, I found a secret room in his house and the offering of sacred fire sect relics. Now he has been taken to the prison. The national master asked me to ask Shifu to interrogate him."

oh

When Yang Feng raised his eyebrows, he looked at Mo Shaoqiu strangely, then looked at him and said with a smile, "have you caught a hall leader so soon? The National Teacher officer is also very sharp. But how much information can he have for the people he caught?"

"Good brother, do you think this national teacher is unreliable?" Mo Shaoqiu asked after hearing the meaning of his words.

"I doubt he is the ghost king!"

Yang Feng did not hide it from him and immediately told his guess.

After hearing this, Mo Shaoqiu thought and said, "there's one thing I didn't have time to say before. Now I think it's necessary to inform my virtuous brother. That is, although the ghost king is one of the four Dharma kings of the holy fire sect, I've never seen any believers of the holy fire sect participate in it since I acted with them."

"Brother, do you mean... He broke up with the holy fire sect?"

"I don't know, but I'm a great guardian of the Dharma king. Why are all his men scattered gangsters without the support of the holy fire sect experts? It's very strange."

Mo Shaoqiu frowned and murmured.

After thinking about it, Yang Feng suddenly stood up and said, "well, since he wants me to judge the Lord of the holy fire church, I'll go and see what medicine he sells in his gourd. As for the safety of Yelv's house, I'll help the old man."

"As you know, although the five worshippers are also strong, they are still close to the people on the ghost King's side..."

Yang Feng looked at Mo Shaoqiu and smiled. Mo Shaoqiu stroked his beard, nodded clearly and said with a smile: "don't worry, I'm here. It's no problem, ha ha ha!"

Then Yang Feng left the mansion with yeluyan and walked to the palace prison.

But shortly after they left, a dark shadow suddenly flashed in front of their door, then ran into a remote alley and knelt down on one knee to the seven people in Black: "Seven Magic envoys, the tiger has left the mountain, you can start!"