Restart, Death Wings of Ending

"Mu Qingfeng, does the left wing know that this is a warning area?"

"Huh?" Mu Qingfeng was startled, quickly got up and rushed to the balcony. The first thing they saw was the large artificial garden set off by the lights, and they were in a huge castle, located on the side near the top floor.

"Isn't it the same place?" Mu Qingfeng recalled the park he saw in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of Mu Guang's bedroom. The location was more remote.

"Are you saying that Master Muguang's bedroom is not in the Angel Consulate?" Lan Xi leaned against the railing and looked at Mu Qingfeng, as if he had thought of something! The corners of his mouth raised slightly.

"Angel Consulate?" Mu Qingfeng murmured, thinking of the promise to Ivalo, feeling a little at a loss.

"Mu Qingfeng, I've tidied up the room. Let's say goodbye here. I'm going to deliver the food!" Lan Xi straightened up with a slight smile and patted Mu Qingfeng on the shoulder, "Take care. I'll meet you next time. Where, I’m quite looking forward to it.”

Mu Qingfeng turned around and smiled slightly, suddenly thinking of something!

"By the way, Lan Xi, that Xia Xian you took me to meet, how do you know him?"

Lan Xi's eyes widened in surprise, "His name is Xia Xian? Are you mistaken? When I met him, he said his name was He Yue. He Yue, the former deacon of the Killing War Institute who had been missing for seven hundred years, was also Sui Jin Yun. Mu’s first teacher!”

"Who is He, the deacon of the Killing War Institute?" Mu Qingfeng was dumbfounded by this information!

Lan Xi sneered.

"It seems to be another conspiracy. Let me just say, how could I be so lucky to meet him? However, Suijin Yunmu seemed to have seen some clues and reserved a lot when talking to Deacon He Yue. I was I didn’t think much about it, thinking it was just a feeling of unfamiliarity after not seeing each other for a long time, but now that I think about it, I still have little experience!”

Lan Xiyun smiled lightly and said:

"Don't think too much. This world is a conspiracy wrapped up in various conspiracies. No matter how many layers you peel off, it will still be a conspiracy. Just get used to it."

As Lan Xi said this, he walked towards the coffee table, packed the fish in the plastic bag left for him, and waved to Mu Qingfeng. "Help me say goodbye to Zuo Yi, I hope he won't be caught by the security!" He walked out with a funny smile.

Mu Qingfeng sighed, suddenly remembered Lan Xi's last words, and jumped off the balcony.

As soon as he jumped down, Mu Qingfeng felt that he was an idiot. There was an elevator and he didn't take the left wing to learn how to jump from the balcony. The height of the seventh or eighth floor was nothing.

He had roughly mastered the [Weightless Field] of the Aurora Shuttle. The moment Mu Qingfeng landed, a colorful aurora streaked across his soles, instantly clearing his gravity and impact, and he landed like a feather.

To outsiders, he looks like Prince Charming descending on colorful clouds, which is so appropriate!

However, the sudden appearance of the aunt-level onlookers still made Mu Qingfeng a little uncomfortable.

"Hey, do you think..."

Mu Qingfeng quickly tapped the headset to switch the language mode.

"...Is there something wrong with your brain, why are you showing off your skills here in the middle of the night?"

"Maybe he was hit by the angel god!"

"How did he get the colorful auspicious clouds?"

"Maybe flying boots or something!"

"Oh!"

.........

Mu Qingfeng sighed helplessly as she listened to a group of aunts talking about her that suddenly appeared, and was about to leave.

"Hey, young man, are you looking for a friend who can show off your skills like you?"

When Mu Qingfeng heard that it was undoubtedly the left wing, he said anxiously: "Yes, do you know where he went?"

"He is not as skilled as you and made such a big noise. He was arrested by the security guards!"

"Where is the security room? Can you take me there..." Before Mu Qingfeng could finish speaking, all the aunties in that circle disappeared as if they had never appeared before.

Mu Qingfeng looked around 360 degrees. The speed of dodging people should be praised!

Mu Qingfeng tried to activate the [Spiritual Expanse] to search for himself. Sure enough, the Angel Pavilion was wrapped in various airtight defensive waves. It cannot sense anything beyond ten meters.

So I called up the Aurora Shuttle and swiped around a few times. The branches fell to the ground. After a while, I didn't see the security guard coming. I guess the decibel wasn't loud enough.

Mu Qingfeng opened her mouth, preparing to howl like Zuo Zuo usually did. Finally, she realized how thin-skinned she was. After struggling for a while, she took out the pistol in her pocket.

"No, this is too powerful. I'm afraid the Angel Pavilion will be blown to the ground with one shot." Mu Qingfeng muttered hesitantly.

"Yeah! He has a gun. Is he a terrorist?" This scream came from an unknown corner. Mu Qingfeng was stunned for a moment. It turned out that aunts were never far away.

As soon as he came back to his senses, he noticed that several men in uniform clothes appeared around him, with name tag numbers on their chests.

"Hey! Guard chief, we found another South Asian," one of the brown-haired men called through the walkie-talkie on his shoulder, and then a childish voice came from the other end.

“Bring them here if they look good, kill them if they don’t!”

Mu Qingfeng was still a little surprised and wondered whether the head guard was a child, but after hearing her attitude, he was sure that she was just a rotten girl with a childish voice.

"R112, what do you think, should I kill him or take him to see the chief of guard?"

"Do you think he's good-looking?"

"It doesn't look good! Too thin!"

"I think so!"

Mu Qingfeng looked at them coldly. He had never doubted or cared about whether he was good-looking or not, but now it seemed that his life was in danger if he was judged not to be good-looking in front of a group of big men.

Mu Qingfeng summoned the Aurora Shuttle. It seemed that he would not be able to see the guard chief unless something happened.

"Do you have a magical weapon?" the brown-haired man suddenly exclaimed, his expression suddenly becoming friendly.

"Are you the South Asian God of Death? So you are here to find the Great God Yivalo?"

"Maybe, but now I want to see the person you captured,"

"Okay, okay!" The brown-haired man nodded and led the way. It took only a few steps to reach the guard room at the side entrance. No wonder they were so fast. Walk a few rooms further and you'll reach the chief of guard's office. Cheerful laughter can be heard from far away,

Mu Qingfeng felt that her worries were too much. Sure enough, as soon as she opened the door, she found Zuo Zui sitting in the middle of the sofa. There were two maids waiting beside him. The coffee table was piled with various dishes, including smoked fish, venison, sausages, and cream. Every dish of soup is the most unique local recipe. This treatment made Mu Qingfeng wonder if she shouldn't be there!

"Mu Qingfeng, you are finally here, come quickly! Local specialties," Zuo Zuo said cheerfully, pulling the girl sitting aside and introducing him, "I would like to introduce to you, sister Anis, who is beautiful and kind-hearted. enthusiasm,"