Chapter 13 Tracking

"Who!" Hu Yimeng shouted vigilantly.

"It's me." The sound sounded.

Hu Yimeng breathed a sigh of relief. It was Dugufeng.

"Why are you in my room?" Hu Yimeng held on and lit the oil lamp in the room.

The oil lamp lit up, and Du Gufeng saw Hu Yimeng's current situation. The injury she suffered now seemed to be heavier than what she suffered when she first saw him.

"Are you hurt?" Dugufeng frowned handsomely.

"It's none of your business. You should stay in your own room at night instead of hanging out with me." Hu Yimeng sat down by the bed, his face turned pale, and he endured the sharp pain in his chest. She is now looking forward to Dugufeng leaving quickly so that she can heal herself.

"Did you go to Su Muyun's yard tonight?" Du Gufeng stared at Hu Yimeng and asked.

"I said it's none of your business. The lonely men and women are in the same room in the middle of the night. Please leave my room." Hu Yimeng pointed to the door of the room and said to Du Gufeng in a low voice.

"What happened tonight is very big. You are seriously injured again. The current situation is very bad for you. Maybe we can make a deal." Dugufeng narrowed his eyes and suggested to Hu Yimeng.

"What transaction?"

"Tell me," Dugufeng took two steps forward and narrowed the distance from Hu Yimeng. "What did you see and hear tonight?"

Hu Yimeng suddenly stood up, walked to the door, opened the door, and said to Du Gufeng with a cold face, "Please leave, otherwise even if I am injured now, it is not difficult to deal with you."

"What do you think would happen if I shouted in this yard?" Dugufeng did not retreat because of Hu Yimeng's words, but he pressed up.

"I won't let you have this opportunity to shout out." After saying that, Hu Yimeng mobilized the spiritual power in her body, and a cluster of flames condensed at her fingertips. She suddenly threw it at Dugu Feng.

Dugufeng only felt a green light flashing in front of him, and a hot breath rubbed his cheek and flew over.

After being stunned for a long time, he stretched out his hand and touched his ears. There was no residue left in a bunch of hair hanging around his ears.

"Just now...what was that just now? Is it fire?" Dugufeng muttered to himself.

"Please go out now! Also, if the second person besides you and me knows about tonight, you can wait to be the same as your hair!" Hu Yimeng threatened fiercely.

"You... are not a mortal..." Dugufeng's eyes darkened.

Hu Yimeng Xiaolu's hand has let him know that the woman in front of him is absolutely not as harmless as he sees on the surface.

No longer testing, no longer forcing, Dugufeng withdrew from Hu Yimeng's room.

As soon as Dugufeng left, Hu Yimeng immediately spit out a large mouthful of blood.

She sat in **, coiled her legs, mobilized the spiritual power in Dantian along the meridians, gathered the pure yang qi in her body, and slowly guided the true qi to calm it down little by little. The four-tailed little fox in Dantian, who was always lazy and slept in a group, suddenly woke up, and the four-color flames were fierce. The ground ignited, and the powerful spiritual power automatically flowed to the pure yang Zhenqi, dragging and dragging it into the Dantian.

The four-tailed little fox opened its mouth wide, as if it had been hungry for a long time, and swallowed the true breath greedily. Through the inner vision, Hu Yimeng was frightened. Her own Yuanying swallowed such a domineering true breath. Will she explode and die?

But the result was not as bad as Hu Yimeng imagined. After the four-tailed little fox swallowed the true air, the light all over his body became dazzling. Unfortunately, after a moment, everything returned to normal.

The four-tailed little fox burped and seemed to have eaten and drank enough before curled up lazily and dozed off.

He had been playing strange things in his body before. Hu Yimeng's bitter pure yang Zhenqi was so simply swallowed up by the four-tailed little fox? Hu Yimeng thought it was really incredible.

She ran the spiritual power in her body along the meridians for another week and treated other small wounds slightly. She could hardly see that she had suffered such a big injury just now.

Hu Yimeng used a few small spells to dispose of her clothes and blood stains on the ground.

As soon as the oil lamp was blown out, I heard someone rush into the small yard. There were many torches outside the house. The rooms of Xingyan, Kong Long, pheasant and Dugufeng were lit. Hu Yimeng had to light the oil lamp and make his clothes and buns a little messy, just like he had just woke up and hurriedly put on his coat.

"What happened?" Hu Yimeng opened the door and went to Kong Long and asked softly.

"The captain said that someone broke into Su Zhuangzhu's study tonight, which may have been malicious to the treasure map, but Fortunately, the guards have seriously injured the man. The man can't run far and is now searching in the village." Kong Long explained.

"Miss, don't worry, I don't think that man will come to us." Xingyan comforted Hu Yimeng.

Hu Yimeng smiled bitterly. How did these guards know that they were the people they were looking for, the so-called people who wanted to steal treasure maps.

"So that's it. Then please search for it." Hu Yimeng said lightly.

As Hu Yimeng expected, the guards did not find any suspicious people after searching a large circle. In addition, Xingyan was Su Muyun's sister, so the guards withdrew from the courtyard without any doubts.

When the guards left, Hu Yimeng breathed a sigh of relief. Only then did she feel that her back was soaked.

Feeling that someone was staring at her, Hu Yimeng raised her eyes and met Dugufeng's slightly surprised eyes. Hu Yimeng didn't seem to explain to him why his injury was cured so quickly.

They are not familiar with each other.

Yes, they are not familiar with it, are they? She can't tell him her province, and she can't remember his identity or be interested.

Everyone dispersed, and Hu Yimeng also returned to his room.

This time, Hu Yimeng felt how powerful this mysterious masked man was.

The domineering internal force and strange martial arts made her see the infinite charm and powerful power of traditional martial arts. This is the real world! Hu Yimeng sighed that it was not in vain for her trip to this kind of legendary figure in the world.

However, what made her most curious was what kind of agreement or transaction there was between Su Muyun, the owner of Jingleizhuang, and the owner of Jitian Palace. What exactly is that thing to be done? Does it have anything to do with the treasure map? The more Hu Yimeng thought about it, the more she felt that there was a conspiracy in it. She thought about it all night and didn't come up with a clue.