C383 Mr narrator

Everyone was dumbstruck.

It was not Feng Shu's fault that she had such a reaction. Feng Shu had a bashful personality in the first place, and she was also Feng Zhi's little maze female. All along the way, whenever Feng Zhi opened her mouth, she would unconditionally and resolutely support him.

Furthermore, Feng Zhi was different from usual, she looked like a rich young master. It was already very tempting to tease a little girl like this.

"I, I …" Feng Shu started to stutter.

Feng Zhi found it funny, and after a long while, she pinched Feng Shu's chin again, "Since this little beauty doesn't object, then let's go together with me …"

He was addicted to acting.

In the end, it was Long Yan who lightly slapped Feng Zhi's hand away.

"Feng Zhi, stop messing around." Long Yan said.

When he said this, Long Yan's heart was a little sour.

Although Fengshu was a woman, his heart was still in his chest when he saw the person he should have carried in his arms teasing others like this.

Seeing that Long Yan looked like he was paralyzed, but in reality, only she could see that he was wronged. She smiled slightly, and in the next moment, he used his fan to pick up Long Yan's chin, "This young master eats both men and women, since this young handsome man is interested, why not come along?"

Long Yan shook his hand in an extremely patient manner.

If this wasn't the main street, if there weren't so many people around, he would definitely pull this person into his embrace and teach him a lesson.

At this time, the others finally reacted, they all pulled Feng Zhi along to look around in curiosity.

After a long time, everyone quieted down.

Feng Zhi coughed lightly, "Our goal is too big, to walk out like this, I'm afraid that anyone in Peace City would be able to guess our identity. Since that's the case, we might as well split up and investigate the rumors first."

The moment he said to split up, Long Yan immediately went to Feng Zhi's side, using her own actions to indicate that he wanted to follow Feng Zhi.

Not only Long Yan, Feng Ming and Mo Li also stood on Feng Zhi's side. Feng Shu, who had just been tricked by Feng Zhi, also walked over with a reddened face.

Twelve people, and so they were divided into two teams.

Feng Zhi nodded towards Feng Lai before leading Long Yan and the others to choose a direction. Feng Lai then led the others to the other side.

It was fortunate that the bystanders ran far away out of fear, and could not see a single person from all directions, if not, even if Feng Zhi was disguised, she would probably be recognized by those people.

Feng Zhi was not familiar with the city from the start, and chose a random direction, but no one had a destination. She casually walked forward until she arrived at a lively tea house.

"Let's go in and take a look." Feng Zhi said.

The people of Profound Martial Continent also loved to drink tea, so most of the good tea could be sold for a sky-high price. Thus, there was always a lot of people in places like the teahouse.

If one wanted to find out more information, the teahouse was a good place to go.

Long Yan and the rest would definitely not have any objections, and the group of six entered the teahouse.

There were quite a few people in the teahouse. Other than the teahouse that was filled with customers, there was also a small table in the middle of the hall. A middle-aged man wearing a long robe was sitting on the table, talking about a book.

Feng Zhi and her group chose a table and sat down. Just as the waiter served them hot tea, and after hearing what the storyteller on the table was saying, Feng Ming couldn't help but spit out all of her tea with a "Pu".

With such a large commotion, it immediately attracted the attention of the other customers sitting nearby.

How could Feng Ming still care about the gazes of others? He stretched out his trembling finger and pointed at the storyteller, "He, he …"

Feng Zhi and Long Yan also had some thoughts in their eyes.

No wonder …

It was no wonder that the matter of "Feng Zhi is a female devil" in Peace City was known by so many people. They firmly believed that the tea shop's storyteller had already turned the story of Feng Zhi into a story.

And so on.

When the scholars in the teahouse heard the words' excitement 'or' righteous indignation, 'they would join forces with their enemies.

Feng Zhi believed that if she were to stand up and say that she was the Demon Girl in the story, there would definitely be people rushing towards her.

At this point, the storyteller's story came to an end. He slapped the wood in his hand, and the teahouse that was originally filled with emotions immediately quieted down, "Everyone, let's end today's story here. Please remember, although it's just a story, it's true. The evil woman is very close to our Peace City. Please be careful …"

It was just a few short sentences, but it managed to stir up the fear in the customers' hearts.

At this time, the storytelling teacher had already stood up and left the teahouse.

Feng Zhi raised her eyebrows, casually threw a few gold coins on the table, and called for the others: "Let's follow."

No matter how he looked at it, Mr. storyteller only sounded suspicious.

It would be fine if Feng Zhi was really a female devil, but even so, Mister storytelling was still able to describe him vividly, to the point where she could clearly describe the characteristics of the person in the story that was killed by the female devil.

Who would believe him if they said he was nothing suspicious?

Long Yan and the rest did not have any hesitation, and followed behind Feng Zhi.

After chasing for a distance, Long Yan looked at the distant Mr. storytelling's back, which was neither fast nor slow. He asked with an inquiring tone, "Feng Zhi, why don't we directly arrest him and ask him about it?"

Feng Zhi shook her head, "There is a saying for him, and another is to let the line run wide for a big fish. As long as we follow him, we will always be able to find the person behind him."

Long Yan did not speak further.

Although the storyteller was walking slowly, he really wasn't aimless.

He didn't know why, but he looked very cautious along the way, as if he was afraid that someone was following him. He would find an opportunity to look around until he was sure that nothing was wrong before he moved on.

If Feng Zhi had not used her spiritual sense to chase him, she would not have needed to rely on her naked eyes, and not chase him so closely, it would not be easy for him to do so.

After walking for half an hour, the storyteller brought Feng Zhi and a few others to a house that was not too conspicuous, and knocked on the courtyard door with a certain frequency. After a few breaths, the gate was opened from the inside.

Mr. storytelling immediately flashed into the courtyard, and the gate closed once again.