Chapter 391

When Xiao Yifeng said this, situ Yan, who was drinking water with a teacup in the Xiao's mansion in Yanjing, suddenly shook his hands, and the cup fell to the ground with a crack.

"What's the matter with you, madam?"

The maid, who had been following situ Yan, spoke quickly.

"It's OK. I don't know why. I feel a little uneasy. I don't know if something's wrong."

Situ Yan said in a deep voice.

"What's going to happen, ma'am? You must be thinking too much." The woman spoke.

"Cold noodles there should have started?"

Situ Yan's eyes twinkled.

"That's right." The woman nodded.

"Can't something happen to him?"

Situ Yan frowned.

"Madam, you think too much. No matter how strong the boy is, at best, he can't get rid of it at the beginning of vigorous Qi. He has enough strength to face coldly."

The 30-year-old woman said confidently.

"Well."

Situ Yan also nodded, but they didn't know that wolf ya, the strongest soldier in Yanjing military region, had no way to kill Xiao Yifeng.

Not to mention only the cold side of the later strength of gang Qi, but the two of them are doomed to not know these, so they underestimate Xiao Yifeng's strength.

But in Tianhai Mo's home.

A middle-aged man in a black robe, full of cold breath, stood here, holding a bluestone disc in his hand. In front of him stood Mo Sihai and Mo Shuqian.

"Now we have three bluestone discs. We need two bluestone discs to find the location of the mausoleum."

Middle aged man deep voice vomit a way.

"The remaining two bluestone discs, one of which should be in the flying dagger gate, but last time we went to the flying dagger gate, we met the strong one in the condensate gas field, and I was the only one who escaped by chance."

Mo Shuqian said solemnly.

"The organization will send someone to get the bluestone disc of Feidao gate, and the last one must be found as soon as possible."

The middle-aged man cheered coldly.

"The last clue should be on Xiao Yifeng. He said that if we gather four bluestone discs in our hands, we can find him, and he can find where the last bluestone disc is."

Mo Shuqian said.

"That means the last bluestone disc is probably in his hands or he knows where it is!"

The middle-aged man burst out a cold light in his eyes and said, "in this case, catch him and force him to find out the whereabouts of the last bluestone disc."

Hearing the middle-aged man's words, Mo Shuqian's face changed slightly and said: "my Lord, no, this man is very powerful and his identity is unknown. I suspect that his real identity is not simple. There is an expert behind him."

"If we attack him, it is likely to cause unnecessary trouble, and even if we catch him, we may not be able to find the last bluestone disc."

"What do you mean?"

The middle-aged man in a black robe looks at Mo Shuqian.

"Let's not touch him until we gather four pieces of bluestone discs, and then contact him. He should also want to enter the Diling for a share. We can obey him. As long as we open the Diling, everything will be easy."

Mo Shuqian's eyes twinkled with Jing mang.

"Well, that's a good idea. That's it!"

The middle-aged man nodded and left the Mo family.

"Shu Qian, do you have anything to do with Xiao Yifeng?"

Mo Sihai looks at Mo Shuqian.

Mo Shuqian shook her head: "Dad, how can you think so? Don't worry, it's impossible."

"It's impossible. Shu Qian, you have to know your identity. You can't have any relationship with him."

Mo Sihai said solemnly.

"Don't worry, Dad!"

Mo Shuqian nodded, her eyes twinkled, and a strange look flashed in the corner of her eyes.

On the other hand, Xiao Yifeng solved the cold side and let off some of his anger. Then he strolled outside slowly, seemingly aimless.

After wandering for more than an hour, Xiao Yifeng returned to Ye group.

Just came to Ye group, a car suddenly stopped at the door, with the door opened, a gourmet beauty came down.

This beautiful woman has a delicate face like snow, looks at the lotus, and her facial features are evenly distributed like a golden ratio. Her hair is spread over her shoulders. She is wearing a lady's suit and black trousers, and a pair of white high-heeled shoes.

This top-notch beauty exudes a momentum of rejecting people thousands of miles away. Her eyes are cold, and she exudes a special temperament.

And she is the granddaughter of Han Jianbin, Han Zixuan who wanted to worship Xiao Yifeng as her teacher.

"Xiao Mr. XiaoSeeing Xiao Yifeng, Han Zixuan came over directly.

"Miss Han, why are you here? I'm not going to visit my teacher again. "

Xiao Yifeng glanced at Han Zixuan.

"Mr. Xiao, I hope you can accept me. I really want to learn acupuncture and moxibustion."

Han Zixuan looked at Xiao Yifeng with a firm look on her face.

"Miss Han, I have made it very clear that I only accept women, not apprentices!"

Xiao Yifeng said helplessly.

"I..."

Han Zixuan was about to speak when a sharp tire friction sounded. A black carling suddenly came over, and a tail flick stopped in front of them.

When the door of the car opened, Ivy came out of the car and looked at Han Zixuan and Xiao Yifeng.

"Zixuan!"

Ivy walked over quickly and looked at Han Zixuan with a smile.

"Ivy, why are you here?"

Han Zixuan's eyes flashed a look of doubt.

"Zixuan, my grandfather said that recently there was a guy who was very good at acupuncture and moxibustion in Tianhai. He cured two critically ill patients in a row. You still have to take him as your teacher. I came here specially to see him."

Ivy said, his eyes swept to Xiao Yifeng, and said, "is this the guy with excellent acupuncture skills?"

"There's nothing wrong with you here, you leave right away"

Han Zixuan looked at Ivy and cheered coldly.

"Zixuan, why do you need it? I said before that I can introduce you to my master, who is the head of the first Chinese medicine family in China and the son of HuaLao, one of the three great Chinese medicine countries."

"What HuaLao is good at most is acupuncture, and my master is very familiar with his true story. Otherwise, my acupuncture would not be so powerful."

"If you have such a good opportunity, why don't you worship such a hairy boy as a teacher? Can his acupuncture skill surpass my master and Mr. Hua?"

A look of disdain flashed in Ivy's eyes, glanced at Xiao Yifeng, and his eyes were full of proud posture.