Leisurely cultivating life

Patriarch Qingli sat on the throne, thought for a long time, and then said: "Since it is the meaning of the turtle master, Qingli should obey, Tu Miaojun, give me a word for the turtle master, and say that Qingli will never forget The original teaching of the turtle master."

"Must bring it!"

Tu Miaojun's figure drifted away and disappeared into the hall.

…………

Zuli County.

The big hole caused by Zhou Fan's killing of Qing Xilang that day has been filled in and restored to its original state.

In a mansion.

Qu Hongzhi and the surviving county guard were kneeling in the hall covered in bruises.

"Can any of you tell me who killed my pet?" On the first seat in the hall, a vulture youth looked down at the crowd kneeling in front of him and said indifferently.

"Oh, by the way, my pet has a name called Qingxi wolf."

"Qing Xilang, you are Feng Jianren???" Hearing this, Qu Hongzhi suddenly looked up at the young man, no, it was Feng Jianren.

Early this morning, he was kidnapped here by a group of people of unknown origin, he was tortured without any questions, and he was still wondering who these people were.

Although he was in a coma that day, after waking up, his subordinates told him what happened afterwards. Naturally, Feng Jianren, the son of Feng Ziping, the master of the Jintao Sect, had a pet - a green wolf, and he also knew about it.

"Oh, you know!!" Feng Jianren looked at Qu Hongzhi.

"Mr. Feng, do you know that your pet, the green wolf, has hundreds of lives in my Suli, all of which are babies less than one year old. If it is not stopped in time, I am afraid that I will lose many babies in Suli. Life." Qu Hongzhi said loudly.

"Hmph, I just ask you who killed my pet!" Feng Jianren stared at Qu Hongzhi gloomily.

A follower next to him immediately threw a whip over, "Young sect master asked you something, and the answer was, so much nonsense!"

While enduring the punishment, Qu Hongzhi stared wide-eyed, "Nonsense??? Feng Jianren, this is hundreds of lives!"

"It's an honor for these untouchables to feed my pet." Feng Jianren said indifferently.

"One last time, say it or not!"

"Hmph!!!" Qu Hongzhi tilted his head.

"Heh, I admire you for using your blood, Ah Fu." Feng Jianren looked at the followers beside him.

"Yes, young sect master." A middle-aged man took the order.

Ah Fu drew his sword and walked towards a county guard.

With a chilling grin, "It's just you."

"Bang~~~"

A cold light suddenly appeared, and a head rolled in front of Qu Hongzhi.

"Fu Bao~~~~"

"Fu Bao~~~~"

Qu Hongzhi closed his eyes in pain.

"Don't tell me??" Feng Jianren's mouth curled up.

The county guards looked at Qu Hongzhi, apparently letting him make the decision.

On one side is the life and death brother, on the other side is the savior, Qu Hongzhi really couldn't decide for a while.

"Three, two... Ah Fu."

"Wait..." Qu Hongzhi shouted.

"I said, I said..."

"That's right, why risk your life for an irrelevant person? Look, if you said it just now, this, uh... Fu Bao, wouldn't have died young!" Feng Jianren smiled.

"Tell me, who is it? Don't play tricks. I will interrogate them one by one. If there is anything wrong, you know the consequences."

Qu Hongzhi thought, sighed, and told everything he knew.

After finishing speaking, Qu Hongzhi just knelt and sat in the hall.

"Young sect master, he committed suicide!" Ah Fu stepped forward and said.

"Oh, ridiculous friendship, let them go." Feng Jianren waved his hand and said impatiently.

Waiting for all the county guards to sob, they carried Qu Hongzhi's body out.

Feng Jianren pondered, "Zhou Fan."

Chapter 57 Tu Mengmei's Medicinal Diet

"Zhou Fan..."

"Ah Fu, why does this name sound familiar to me?" Feng Jianren said with a frown.

"Master Young Master, you forgot about the incident that has been spreading all over the past few days." Ah Fu reminded him from the side, since Qu Hongzhi told Zhou Fan, he knew that things were a bit difficult to handle.

"You mean...the 'Zhou Fan'?" Feng Jianren said in a deep voice.

"Should be right, Zhou Fan, with this strength, can't be wrong. It's just... young sect master, we really want to..." Ah Fu hesitated.

Seeing Feng Jianren's silence, Ah Fu persuaded: "Young Clan Master, disciples of Yuxu are not something we can move, not to mention that it is said that Zhou Fan killed a big monster in the Xingyu Mountains a few days ago, we should not underestimate it."

"Tell me, will he participate in the birthday of that old bastard Lin Ge?" Feng Jianren pondered.

"Uh, it should be possible, based on the relationship between Wu Angpai and Yuxu..."

"Okay, then let's join in the fun." Feng Jianren clapped his hands.

"Ah, young sect master, shall we go too?" Ah Fu's eyes widened.

"No, Young Master, didn't you say you didn't want to go, so you asked Ah Cai to take you there?"

"There's so much nonsense, I'll go if I want, go, get ready." Feng Jianren waved his hand.

"By the way, what day was that old bastard?"

"Going back to Young Sect Master, it's tomorrow."