The sound of the rupture of the wine glass made Hu Qingpeng wake up from the shock. He couldn't help but feel regretful about the unique eyes of the shirt Wufeng. Yi Wufeng might not have any evidence in hand, but he was just using words to test it. He blamed himself for being unable to hold back and showing his flaws in his guilt. With Yi Wufeng's shrewdness, it was impossible to lie and deceive her at this time. Could it be that Yi Wufeng also believed the rumors in the world and coveted the treasure map of the World Association? He took a deep breath and quickly recovered his calmness, saying: "If I said I didn't know Zhang Yukun's whereabouts, Mr. Yi would definitely not believe it. Can the young master tell me why he wanted to find Zhang Yukun?"

Yi Wufeng seemed to be able to see through his inner thoughts and said calmly: "I am different from those people. I don't believe in any 'treasure map'. But I received reliable news that Zeng Zhixiong handed over the secret Ji of the 'Divine Art of Nirvana' to Zhang Yukun for safekeeping before his death. Huangfu Ji of Baiyun Sect and Li Meixian were determined to win this secret Ji. They have been stranded in Changsha because of it. I want to get the secret Ji before them. When the situation is unfavorable, even if it is destroyed, it will not allow the secret Ji to fall into the hands of Baiyun Sect."

Hu Qingpeng said in confusion: "You two major sects have unique skills that are shocking and powerful. Why do you still have to fight for other people's secrets?" The Demon Sect is the boss of the underworld, and the Baiyun Sect is the leader of the evil path. This secrets are valued by the two sects, which means that Gao Qingcheng is in a very dangerous situation? "A man is innocent, but he is guilty of possessing a treasure." This is a famous saying in ancient times! He couldn't help but worry for his senior brother.

Yi Wufeng smiled faintly: "This sect and Baiyun Sect are enemies of generations, how can they make the other party happy? Besides, this is the ultimate secret involving the internal skills of Baiyun Sect, so you don't have to find out too clearly. Do you say it or not?"

Of course, Hu Qingpeng would not betray his companion and said casually: "Young Master, how did you guess that I have a relationship with Zhang Yukun?"

Yi Wufeng was so calm that she said: "Do you want to delay time? It doesn't matter, I have nothing urgent today." She sorted out her mind a little and tapped on the table and said: "Since you learned about the conspiracy planned by Baiyun Sect and Yanyulou, with your personality and personality, you will probably try to inform the world that it will take precautions early. The world is divided into two factions. You will not believe Hu Lingquan, so you can only contact Zhang Yukun. This is one of them. On the night of Zeng Zhixiong's birthday party, Huangfu Ji and Hu Lingquan should work together inside and outside to kill all the heroes who attended the birthday party, only Zhang Yukun escaped. But you and your companions also disappeared on the same night. If I expected it, you should be with Zhang Yukun, and this is the second. Zhang Yukun disappeared for many days, but appeared at the freight terminal late at night five days ago, and started a big killing, and finally dived.

Escape. And you, who have also been missing for a long time, suddenly appeared on the shore of Dongting Lake. Isn't this a coincidence? The third is that you are injured, unkempt and wearing a peasant costume that is not suitable for farmer. As a master of Hengshan Sword Sect, but not wearing a sword, it is really unreasonable. Based on the above four points, I can conclude that you not only know Zhang Yukun, but also planned a good show of fighting with him to escape from the east and west! You pretend to Zhang Yukun, deliberately appear to lure the enemy, and attract all the pursuers to the lower reaches of the Xiangjiang River so that Zhang Yukun and others can escape from Changsha City. When you restore your true nature and dress up as an ordinary farmer, you can walk out of the encirclement with great swagger. As for those who do not know the truth, even if you dig three feet into the ground, you will definitely not find your target. The real Zhang Yukun has already gone far away! Am I right?"

The more Hu Qingpeng heard it, the more he admired it. He no longer hoped to make up the reason for convincing the other party. He sighed: "Young Master is very careful, meticulous, and analysed in detail. Everything is as if he had seen it with his own eyes. Hu was convinced. Yes, I pretended to be Lord Zhang to attract the enemy. Lord Zhang and the others have indeed left Changsha. As for the specific itinerary, I will not say it if I kill me." While speaking, I was secretly warned. Once both sides broke up, they had to fight hard.

Yi Wufeng ignored Hu Qingpeng's hostility and signaled the shopkeeper to come over, handed him a jade sign, and said, "You send me an order immediately. The disciples of this sect within a radius of 300 miles will stop acting and turn to the southeast of Changsha to search for targets. Remember to be careful to hide your traces when evacuating, and do not alarm the masters of Baiyun Sect!"

The shopkeeper bowed and said, "Yes!" He immediately put on his hat and straw raincoat, rushed into the heavy rain, and disappeared in a flash.

Hu Qingpeng said coldly: "You have only changed direction at this time, so how can you catch up with them? It's just a waste of manpower and energy!"

Yi Wufeng said calmly: "Is that so? Then why are you so nervous? Actually, I should thank you. It is because of your appearance that I remembered the truth of the matter, which was one step ahead of Baiyun Sect. If you are willing to cooperate with me and persuade Zhang Yukun to hand over the secret Ji, we will never hurt your companions and ensure that you can escort you to any place safely. In addition, as a condition of exchange, I can make the decision to let each of you practice a unique skill."

Hu Qingpeng said decisively: "Impossible! No matter how high the conditions you offer, I will never cooperate with you. If you don't say a word, say goodbye!" He said that, and stood up and wanted to go.

"Stop!" Yi Wufeng shouted coldly, slapped the table, and her powerful aura rushed around like a tide. Her pretty face was frosted and she sneered: "Hu Qingpeng, in front of me, how can you come and leave whenever you say it? Where can you put my face?"

Hu Qingpeng made a mistake in both palms, and his whole body exuded an unyielding fighting spirit, fighting against the huge pressure exerted by the other party, saying, "What do you want to do with your son?"

Yi Wufeng said: "You are the key figure that concerns the success or failure of the entire operation. If you let you go, how can I explain to the leader? How can I convince my subordinates? If you can catch my ten moves, I will let you go today. Otherwise, you have to let me deal with it."

"Okay, one word is certain!"

Hu Qingpeng had no choice but to retreat from his feelings or reason, but to stand up and face the challenge. This is a contest of martial arts, wisdom and luck. Negligence in any link will lead to a crushing defeat. Although his internal strength has been greatly improved, the most terrible thing is that he has no weapons to support and has nowhere to play his sword skills. Whether he can survive ten moves depends on the will of heaven.

Yi Wufeng said aloud: "I will let you do three moves first, let's do it!"

Hu Qingpeng was secretly angry that her dignified man was so slapped by her, and it was unbearable! He shouted: "Who wants you to give up the move? Look at the palm!" His palms were stacked, and the fierce palm wind rushed straight into the opponent's face, and a kick was flying underneath. This was the real killer move.

"The first move!" Yi Wufeng gently stretched back, and only a loud crack sound was heard. A table of Eight Immortals was smashed to pieces by Hu Qingpeng. She shook her head and said, "Is this your strength? It's so disappointing!"

Hu Qingpeng was so embarrassed that his face turned red, and his heart was even more shocked. Yi Wufeng was really called "Silent" as virgin, moving as if he was riding a rabbit, and his body movement was so fast that it was incredible. Unless he used his long sword to fight against each other, he might have a chance to compete. He could not encounter a corner of his clothes by relying on his fists and feet alone. But he was not a person who gave up easily. He forced himself to cheer up, and his tiger rushed forward with a loud shout, and his iron fist fist and legs rolled over like a rainstorm.

The Yiwufeng's lotus step was light, like an elf in the wind, so wonderful that it flashed a fatal killer move, and every move seemed elegant and casual. She could join the ranks of the elders of the Demon Cult relying on superhuman martial arts and wisdom, and her broad knowledge was not comparable to Hu Qingpeng. What's more, Hu Qingpeng used was not skillful in the tricks, and he did not master the essence of it. There were too many flaws when attacking, so he could not form a real threat. After three moves, Yiwufeng shouted coldly: "Be careful!" The index finger of her right hand pointed in the air, and with a squeak, an invisible finger force passed through the gap between Hu Qingpeng's arms like an arrow and shot towards the big acupoint on his chest.

The opponent's finger wind came very quickly. Hu Qingpeng had no time to turn his palm back to protect himself. He leaned his upper body and used the iron bridge to barely avoid the vital points. Just in the flash, he suddenly remembered the first time he met Yi Wufeng. That day, in order to avoid her attack, he used almost the same move. I never thought that the same scene would happen again after many days. Could it be that God was teasing him? Yi Wufeng did not wait for him to stand up straight, and quickly slapped his left palm and instantly sealed his five acupoints. Hu Qingpeng fell to the ground with a very embarrassed posture.

Yi Wufeng smiled and said, "This is the fifth move, you lost!"

Hu Qingpeng looked up at her proud figure and bright and impatient eyes, and felt discouraged. This woman was too strong. Although he made great progress in martial arts practice, he was still no match for her. I don’t know which day he would have to completely defeat her and save her face several times of humiliation. He said hatefully: "If my sword was in hand, you would never have won so easily!"

Yi Wufeng said, "Are you not convinced? Don't forget that I didn't use the jade flute. I want to know if what you just agreed to count?"

Hu Qingpeng shouted: "A real man will never regret it! I am not as good as others' skills, so I should admit defeat. If you want to chop and kill, just do it! If I frowned, I will not be named "Hu"!"

Yi Wufeng shook her head and said, "I won't kill you, I have no interest in dead people. I just want you to accompany me to Wuchang and stay honestly for a while."

Hu Qingpeng said in surprise: "It's that simple? Do you have no other requests?" A look of suspicion appeared in his eyes. How could the Demon Cult provide him with food and accommodation for no reason? Could she have other conspiracies?

Yi Wufeng gave him a blank look and said unhappily: "Are I so untrustworthy in your mind? If you don't want to tell the whereabouts of your companions, I won't make things difficult for you. But if you are caught by the people of Baiyun Sect, they will try their best to get the information you need from you. Their methods are cruel than you imagine. No matter how strong your will is, once you taste the taste of life being worse than death, you will definitely surrender. For safety reasons, I will arrange for you to disappear for a while until the wind is calm. Do you understand?"

Hu Qingpeng suddenly realized that as long as he was still under the control of the Demon Sect, Baiyun Sect would not be able to obtain the correct news, and of course there would be no chance to seize the secret magic power. The Demon Sect will definitely gain the upper hand in this competition. Thinking of Yue Zong's bad habit of enjoying the human brain, his back was cold. If he fell into the hands of Baiyun Sect, he might as well commit suicide. Otherwise, he would not know how many perverted torture would be suffered! He smiled bitterly: "As for this, I would also like to thank the young masters, otherwise I would never be able to defeat the many masters of Baiyun Sect. Okay, I promise you!"

Yi Wufeng said, "Don't be so sad. You are our guest, not a prisoner, and you will not be imprisoned for the rest of your life." He pointed to Feng Liandian and untied his acupoints. He announced, "To conceal your eyes and ears when you go on the road, you should temporarily act as my servant!"

Hu Qingpeng said in a lost voice: "Servant?! Are there any other identities to choose from? I can't serve people." He secretly added a sentence in his heart, "especially I can't serve women."

Yi Wufeng said: "You have no choice!"

The strong wind does not last all day, and the heavy rain does not last all day.

Soon the wind and rain stopped, the clouds disperse, the sun rose, and the blue sky seemed as pure as water washed. A colorful rainbow spanned the sky and hung above the lake, presenting a dreamy color. The air was filled with the smell of grass and soil, which made people feel refreshed.

Yi Wufeng took the mount to "cover the snow with dark clouds" and took the way to Wuchang with Hu Qingpeng, who was dressed in a dress of a man. She walked leisurely in front of her, with beautiful eyes and generous demeanor, and looked like a handsome man coldly. Hu Qingpeng was carrying a heavy and big bag, trotting behind the horse, looking like a typical servant.

Hu Qingpeng looked at Yi Wufeng's slim back and stepped on the mud all over the ground, and couldn't help but lament that he was in trouble. He was a disciple of Hengshan Sect, but he became a servant of the elders of the Demon Sect. If the elders of this sect saw him, I wonder how they would feel? Perhaps the most direct reaction was to draw his sword and execute him on the spot to avoid humiliating the lintel. He originally wanted to catch up with the master and his sect, but now it seems impossible. Who knows when the dispute over the Secret Ji will end? If it drags on for a year and a half, it would be a bad thing. If the news of his hiding in the Demon Sect is leaked, he will become a traitor of Bai Dao, a sinner of Hengshan Sect, and he will not be able to wash it even if he jumps into the Yellow River.

I had nothing to do all the way, and in the evening I came to a small town and found a clean inn to stay. The inn happened to be located by Dongting Lake. Through the window, you can enjoy the beautiful scenery of the golden snake jumping on the lake at sunset. But I saw the gorgeous sunset, the reflection of the island was picturesque, the return sails were everywhere, and the fisherman's songs and questions and answers drifted with the wind, lingering in my ears.

The two of them washed up a little and stayed in the inn for dinner. Yi Wufeng was elegant, chewing slowly, and wiped the corners of her mouth with a scarf from time to time. Hu Qingpeng used the wind to sweep the remaining clouds and swallowed the power of voracious food. The inn's staff looked at the "master and servant" who were very different eating habits, and all covered their mouths and snickered.

Yi Wufeng frowned and said, "Are you a hungry ghost reincarnated? You're so ugly that you're so ugly."

Hu Qingpeng patted his stomach lightly and laughed in a low voice: "It's better to follow the rich people, otherwise there would be no way to eat such delicious food! I hid these days and couldn't eat enough food. I almost forgot what the taste of meat is. I hope the young master will forgive me for the rude things."

Yi Wufeng suddenly remembered something and asked softly: "By the way, what ability did you rely on to escape the World Association and the Baiyun Sect's strict search?"

Hu Qingpeng told Zeng Zhixiong about the secret underground road, and finally asked in confusion: "Since you learned about the conspiracy of Baiyun Sect against the World Association, why didn't you take action that night? Are you two factions a feud?"

Yi Wufeng smiled and said, "What do you know! If we hadn't destroyed the Baiyun Sect that night, Yanyulou's poisonous plan would have been more dead!"

It turned out that there were too many underworld figures attending Zeng Zhixiong's birthday banquet, the World Association set up two venues for banquets, one in Wanhe Garden, Linjiang, and the other in the World Association General Hall. After all, there were a few people who were qualified to enter the World Association General Hall, and most of the guests could only be received in Wanhe Garden. As for Baiyun Sect, Yanyu Tower had strong medicine buried under the Wanhe Garden, and when the guests attending the birthday banquet were drunk, they would ignite the fuse and blow them all to death. If the plan was successful, the underworld heroes in several southwest provinces would be killed in one go, and countless dead people were killed. Yi Wufeng had limited strength at the time, so she could only concentrate her troops to attack the weaker side of the other side, killing the ambushed soldiers lying around Wanhe Garden, and destroying all the fuses of the zha medicine.

Hu Qingpeng was shocked. Baiyun Sect and Yanyulou dared to plan such a vicious conspiracy. It was really inhumane! He couldn't help but look at Yi Wufeng again, as if he knew her on the first day. Rumors in the world that all the people in the Demon Sect were cold-blooded, cruel and bloodthirsty scum, but the one in front of him had just saved the lives of thousands of people! And those people had nothing to do with her, and she could sit idly and let them die. How should this be explained? What's particularly rare is that after saving people, she didn't speak out, silently guarding this shocking secret, without any idea of ​​taking this opportunity to make a name for herself. She couldn't help but say, "Why don't you tell everyone the truth and wash away your... sect's infamy?"

Yi Wufeng sighed, "Even if I announce it, how many people will believe it? The freezing of three feet is not a day. The various sects in the world have a deep prejudice against my divine religion and are extremely cautious. How can we reverse our views because of this? Is the distinction between black, white, good and evil really insurmountable?"

The two looked at each other and fell silent at the same time, both of them were a little excited. The views of various sects in the world have been around for a long time, and they may not change easily.
Chapter completed!