Chapter 239 Fengjia Feng Zixuan

It was also a magnificent mansion in the southwest of Lingyun City when Long broke his habit and Lv Xiangtian were discussing various situations about the tomb of the emperor and the Qingdi tomb in the hinterland of Shengwu Hall.

On the plaque, the word Fengfu announces who the owner of this house is, using wild grass, and I don't know what the person who wrote this plaque was thinking.

Fengfu is very large, which is the idea of all the residents of Lingyun City and the subordinates of Fengfu, and this is also an indisputable fact. As a large family with a long history and rich heritage, the Feng family has long become a huge thing after so many generations of management.

The pavilions and pavilions in Fengfu are magnificent, the trees and mountains are lush, and the scenery is very beautiful. Especially in this summer, looking around, a green world makes people feel refreshed.

After passing through the front yard and passing through the middle courtyard, an extremely spacious courtyard appears in people's eyes. This is the backyard of Fengfu and the residence of the head of Fengfu, the family head of this generation.

In the courtyard, a long eyebrow is clear, divine and restrained, and his clothes are flying, like a fairy in the world, with an indescribable charm in every move. Such people, even in the crowd, are so different and naturally seem to be the center of all sentient beings.

There is only one person who can appear in this courtyard and have such a temperament. This person is Feng Zixuan, the contemporary owner of the Feng family.

At this moment, Feng Zixuan was standing under the grape rack, with an elusive smile on the corners of his mouth, standing with his hands on his back, and the sound of knowing came from his ear.

Behind him, a white-haired and ordinary-looking old man stood respectfully. It can be seen that this old man has a heart-to-bone respect for Feng Zixuan.

"Tep to me about the auction last night." Reaching out and picking a ripe grape, Feng Zixuan said lightly, with a trace of expectation in his eyes.

"Yes, master." The old man replied respectfully, and now he carefully reported on the various situations of last night's auction.

"In your words, the young commander of Ximen has come to Lingyun City?" After listening to the old man's report, Feng Zixuan smiled and felt happy from the bottom of his heart.

"Yes, master, the young commander of Ximen has come to Lingyun City." The old man smiled strangely, as if he had thought of something interesting, and there was undisguised sarcasm in his laughter.

"Ha ha, our young commander Ximen is really an interesting person." Playing with the grapes in his hand, Feng Zixuan smiled and said, "There was such a big storm in the imperial capital that he was still interested in Lingyun City in the whirlpool."

"You said, if the forces that gathered in the imperial capital were made known about this, would those people be so angry that they would vomit blood?" Feng Zixuan's old god asked, with a trace of expectation in his eyes.

"I'm afraid that those people will not only spit blood with anger. Maybe these people will become extremely crazy. Major General Ximen's behavior is tantamount to giving these people a loud slap." After a pause, the old man thought for a moment and said, "This is obviously to tell those people that he didn't pay attention to these people at all."

"That's right." Feng Zixuan nodded in agreement. If such a situation happened to him, anyone would spit three liters of blood.

"Yes, how is the emperor's order now?" Suddenly, Feng Zixuan frowned slightly and asked.

"If you return to the master's words, everything is as the master expected. The emperor's order has been auctioned at a day's price. Now if it is not bad as expected by his subordinates, the person who bought the emperor's order should have a hard time!" The old man smiled and replied confidently.

"How do you say this?" Feng Zixuan showed a curious look and took the grape man out of his hand and was caught by the birds flying in the air.

"My subordinates secretly spread the information and revealed the whereabouts of the man to others. Now I'm afraid the whole Lingyun City knows the whereabouts of that man." The old man replied, a little uneasy.

"Good job." Feng Zixuan praised, "After following me for so many years, you finally know how to do it."

"All are taught by the master." The old man is modest. As the saying goes, accompanying you is like a tiger, and the one in front of him is more frightening than the monarch.

"Yes, did you order the young commander of the Simon family to follow?" Suddenly, Feng Zixuan's expression moved, and then he remembered and couldn't help asking.

"I didn't report it to my master." The old man was stunned and quickly explained, "This young commander-in-chief of Ximen is too alert, and his subordinates are afraid that in case of frightening snakes~~~"

"Don't worry, I don't mean to blame you, not to mention that you have done a good job in this matter. Next, you just need to keep an eye on the emperor's order. As for the matter of the young commander of Ximen, don't worry about it." Feng Zixuan thought for a moment and waved his hand and said.

"Yes, master." The old man bowed and said, "In this way, my subordinates will leave first."

"Go!" Feng Zixuan said lightly.

He took a few steps back. It was not until he got out of the grape rack that the old man turned around and appeared an extremely familiar face of the Dragon Broken Star. If the Dragon Broken Star would recognize him here, because this person was not someone else, but Xu Lao, who was in charge of the black market, and was also the most powerful subordinate of the Dragon Broken Star.

After Mr. Xu walked out of the backyard, Feng Zixuan, who had been standing with his hands behind his back, turned around and looked thoughtful, as if he were planning something.

"Your move is really wonderful." In the courtyard, a full-hearted voice sounded. A man in a gray robe, long hair and a cold-faced man stepped in with a smile on the corners of his mouth.

"Here you are." Seeing this person, Feng Zixuan finally recovered from his meditation and smiled very happily.

"Ha ha, how dare I break the invitation of Mr. Feng?" The man shook his head and smiled and looked at the direction of Mr. Xu's departure. "What do you think if the young commander of Ximen knew that his most trusted person was actually the pawn laid by you?"

"Look at what you said." Mr. Feng shook his head and said, "Because of my understanding of him, he may suppress his anger and pretend not to know, and then maybe the information on our side. After all, undercover is a double-edged sword."

"Well!" The man in gray was stunned and laughed hoarsely, "No wonder the whole world fell into the hands of this young commander of Ximen. Only you made him fall a big heel. Originally, I thought it was luck, but now it seems that it depends entirely on your strength."

"Say, ask me to come here. It's an eventful time, and I still have a lot of things to do." The man in gray picked a grape, peeled it off and threw it into his mouth.

"I believe what others say. As for you, I don't believe it. If you are really so diligent, you won't be the second bishop for now." Shaking his head, Feng Zixuan said without saying anything.

"You look down on me too much!" The man in gray, the second bishop of the magic religion, smiled and shrugged his shoulders.

"Come on, if others don't know you, how can I not understand you?" Looking at Feng Zaiyang, Feng Zixuan rolled his eyes and gave Feng Zaiyang the back of his head.

"Well, let's talk about business. The opportunity is once in a thousand years, and part of you have recovered. For this opportunity now, you have slept in a few ancient periods, and absolutely no mistake is allowed." The expression was solemn, and the wind restrained the careless posture.

"All right!" Feng Zixuan sighed, "The one under the auction, you are a little sure about him."

"What point?" Feng Zaiyang shook his head and laughed, "Do you know that the person who auctioned the emperor's order is the fourth bishop who is the most brave and good at fighting among the ten archbishops of my religion. Even if I fight against him, my chances won't be more than 50%."

"So strong!" Feng Zixuan's eyes flashed with surprise, and obviously did not expect that Feng Zaiyang would give such a high evaluation to the other party.

"This is just a general situation. If I fall into a mortal battle with him, my chance of winning will not exceed 40%. If he falls into a rampage, my chance of winning will not exceed 40%. In that case, perhaps only the archbishop can subdue him." Feng Zaiyang said with a wry smile. Needless to say, he has suffered from the other party.

"So I'm relieved." Strangely, Feng Zixuan, who heard this, breathed a sigh of relief and felt relieved.

"I know that you deliberately leaked the whereabouts of the fourth bishop. Of course, he also knows, or, from the beginning, this is his plan, but it seems that you are worried. With those clowns, it is impossible to pose a threat to him at all." Feng Zaiyang didn't understand Feng Zixuan's sad face.

"What I'm worried about is that the young commander of Ximen will also step in, and I'm afraid it will be troublesome at that time." Feng Zixuan rubbed his forehead and looked at Feng Zaiyang with a strange look. "I'm afraid you don't know until now that your eighth bishop has been defeated by him."

"How can this be!" His arm trembled, and the wind lost his voice and exclaimed that he didn't know the news at all.

"Nothing is impossible. This is what I saw with the eyes of the people I sent last night. And, more importantly, the young commander of Ximen captured the eighth bishop alive without even a slight injury. Feng Zixuan said slowly, "What I still can't figure out is that in just a hundred years, his strength has reached such a terrible level."

"You said that if he stepped in to grab the emperor's order at this time, he would definitely kill a river of blood with his personality. At that time, he would not be fishing in troubled waters." Feng Zixuan frowned with some distress, "This guy is always not worry-free."

"You know, for this plan, I have taken 80% of the strength of my Feng family. Although this is agreed by those people, if this plan fails, even if my Feng family will not hurt my muscles and bones, I'm afraid there will be a lot of losses." After saying this, Feng Zixuan quietly watched the wind.

"So what do you want me to do?" Feng Zaiyang asked in a low voice, and the development of the matter obviously exceeded his expectations.

"Immediately, I will rush to the fourth bishop's place. I will let people stare at the Holy Martial Church. Don't touch each other at this time and put an end to the dispute." Feng Zixuan said slowly, "If there is any news, I will inform you as soon as possible."

"Good!" The wind did not drag mud and water. The moment the words fell to the ground, he disappeared in place.