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Luo Feng's mood became very depressed, when the carriage stopped.Luo Feng woke up in an instant, something must have happened if the carriage stopped, otherwise, watching TV series for so many years was wasted.

Luo Feng raised the curtain and got out of the car, Mo Fuyou and Beiqiu brothers and sisters were ready to fight.There is a man in black in front, Luo Feng thought: After all, there is no escape from the plot, what should come is still coming.

The person in front of him is the number one killer in the world. The killer is not masked, and he is holding a three-foot green sword in his hand.The first killer never masked, because the person who saw others was no longer alive.

The man in black quickly charged at Mo Fuyou, and Mo Fuyou swung his hidden weapon at the man in black's front.His speed was extremely fast, he dodged Mo Fuyou's attack, swiped his sword across, and Mo Fuyou narrowly avoided the sharp blade.Bei Qiu stepped forward to join the battle, and Xingqiao retreated to Luo Feng to protect his safety.

Assassins are good at long swords, Mo Fuyou's hidden weapons can't help him.Bei Qiu's joining made Mo Fuyou a lot easier, but the two of them didn't expect the first killer to bring a helper.

Dozens of people suddenly jumped out from the bushes on both sides, approaching the four of Luo Feng.The men in black approached menacingly, causing Mo Fuyou and the others to gradually narrow the range, and the four of them slowly approached.

Luo Feng was caught in the middle by Mo Fuyou and the three of them, and there was nothing he could do about jumping anxiously.He subconsciously grabbed his cuff, since he couldn't escape the plot, why didn't Liu Wuya come to the rescue?

The disadvantages of the four of them were gradually revealed, and Bei Qiu and the others had already suffered a lot.Although Mo Fuyou fought against the killer, he still paid a little attention to Luo Feng. Seeing that he was unharmed, he let go of the stone in his heart.

When everyone was at a loss, the folding fan that fell from the sky broke the adversity.The folding fan spun and cut the throats of the besiegers.The first killer turned around and ran away, but was hit in the heart by Liu Wuya's palm, and died of vomiting blood.

Luo Feng stared at Liu Wuya who had shot with a savior's expression on his face, Mo Fuyou's eyes were very dangerous, he squeezed the hidden weapon hard, and almost stabbed Liu Wuya's handsome face with the hidden weapon.

The folding fan returned to Liu Wuya's hand, and shook it lightly:

"Seeing that everyone is in trouble, I can't help but make a move, Wang Haihan."

In exchange for the gratitude that ordinary people would cry bitterly, Luo Feng grinned at Liu Wuya.Signaling Beiqiu Xingqiao to hurry up, he pushed Mo Fuyou onto the horse, while he quickly got into the carriage.

Mo Fuyou was full of resentment, he didn't care about Liu Wuya, he only hated his own weak martial arts.If he was strong, it wouldn't be the smiling man's turn to protect Luo Feng.

Everyone's ignorance made Liu Wuya flustered. The development of the matter should not be like this. Even if no one thanks you, you don't have to hide from him like a plague god.

Luo Feng will not give Liu Wuya and Mo Fuyou a chance to get along, he wants to kill their marriage in the cradle.

"Wait! Mr. Mo, I want to visit Daoist Gui Yun, can I go with you?"

Immediately, Mo Fuyou leaned towards Liu Wuya, although he showed no expression, but Liu Wuya could tell that he did not welcome him, very much.

Liu Wuya hummed lightly out of tune, whistled and called Aiqi.Although Mr. Mo didn't welcome him very much, he who was not familiar with Guiyunmen had to follow them.

Luo Feng in the carriage pouted, since Liu Wuya followed, he couldn't get rid of it.

At the inn at the foot of Guiyun Mountain, five domineering heads were sitting at the inn. The owner of Chiyu Palace was a little impatient, Mo Fuyou said that someone would come to meet him, why didn't this person show up?

After several people waited impatiently, a man in Chinese clothes finally came. The man stared at the five heads sitting on the seat with a smile on his face.

The sun is hanging high in the sky, and the setting sun is coming. Luo Feng and others have already arrived at the foot of Guiyun Mountain.Luo Feng looked at the steep mountain in front of him and rubbed his fingers.The mountain is dangerous, but Guiyunmen is on the top of the mountain, how to go up?

"Master Luo doesn't know how to do light work, I will take you up there." Mo Fuyou approached Luo Feng and said.

Luo Feng's eyes sparkled, he was full of curiosity about Qinggong.Seeing Luo Feng's expression, Mo Fuyou knew that he agreed.

Luo Feng's feet suddenly became unbalanced, and his whole body was hugged by Mo Fuyou.He covered his face with one hand, what's with this sense of shame, is there no other way to hold him besides the princess?

Mo Fuyou hugged Luo Feng and jumped up the cliff, not caring whether Liu Wuya and others could keep up.Liu Wuya waved his folding fan, is he still going to fly directly with lightness kung fu?

Mo Fuyou's lightness kung fu is very good, and he didn't feel very strenuous in hugging someone.Luo Feng buried his whole head in Mo Fuyou's chest, the whistling wind could be heard in his ears.The feeling of weightlessness forced him to wrap his arms around Mo Fuyou's neck.

Mo Fuyou occasionally looked down at the person in her arms, with a faint smile on her lips.Guiyunmen disciples need to go down the mountain to purchase necessities, so their compulsory course is lightness kung fu, and Mo Fuyou's hidden weapons and lightness kung fu are the best among his peers.

Mo Fuyou took Luo Feng over the towering mountain peaks, there was a secret cave leading to the Guiyunmen's mansion on the mountainside of Guiyun Mountain, but he deliberately did not choose this path.At the top of the mountain, Mo Fuyou reluctantly put down Luo Feng, and followed Liu Wuya who followed with picturesque eyebrows slantingly.

Liu Wuya's breath was a little unsteady, he waved his folding fan, while Bei Qiu and the two were already out of breath.

When everyone came to Guiyunmen's mansion, they found white lanterns hanging on the beams of the mansion gate, swaying gently in the breeze.Seeing this scene, Mo Fuyou was startled, quickly entered the mansion, and grabbed a disciple of Dai Xiao.

"Brother, what happened in the mansion?"

"Junior brother Mo?" Disciple Dai Xiao grasped Mo Fuyou's sleeves after seeing him, his face was full of grief, tears swirled in his eyes and finally flowed down his cheeks, and he uttered a few words in a hoarse voice.

"Master has passed away."

The wind passed by Mo Fuyou's ears, leaving behind the sound of the wind and then disappearing.

Mo Fuyou's eyes suddenly lost focus, her heart seemed to be squeezed, great sadness and disbelief swept through her body and mind, grief penetrated into every corner of her body, and her body became heavy.

Mo Fuyou's body seemed to have been drained of all strength, dragging his heavy body, rolling and crawling to the master's body.In front of the lobby where Daoist Guiyun's body was placed, there was a group of whitewashed people kneeling. They were dressed in sackcloth and filial piety, their faces were full of water, but there was no cry in the lobby.

Luo Feng followed behind Mo Fuyou, and it was the first time he saw this calm Mo Fuyou lose his composure.Luo Feng followed Mo Fuyou step by step, he didn't know how to comfort Mo Fuyou at all, in such a situation, no words seemed so powerless.

Liu Wuya no longer had the usual smile on his face, and he held the folding fan in his hand without shaking it.Beiqiu Xingqiao quietly followed behind Luo Feng, not even the sound of footsteps could be heard.The reason Luo Feng was in such a hurry to hurry was because Daoist Guiyun would die before Mo Fuyou returned to Guiyunmen, and he wanted to change everything.

The death of Daoist Gui Yun further deepened the relationship between the two protagonists, and Liu Wuya's meticulous care and comfort made Mo Fuyou's heart sink completely.Although Luo Feng hurried forward with the intention of completing the task, he also wanted to save Daoist Gui Yun's life as much as possible, and let Mo Fuyou see his master for the last time.Luo Feng was a little annoyed, no matter what the world is like, the plot is always cold.

Mo Fuyou lay on the mouth of Master's coffin and grabbed the wood, as if grasping the last straw, his hands turned white from exhaustion.

The man wearing white mourning at the front clenched his fists:

"Fuyou, I'm sorry! Brother failed to save Master's life!" After speaking, he punched himself on the chest, and the woman beside him hurriedly stopped his hand.

Mo Fuyou didn't respond to his words.Brother Dai Xiao said:

"Fuyou, the senior brothers and sisters failed to save the master, we were unfilial! The master coughed up blood all the time before he came, and we invited several doctors, but they were helpless. In the end, he passed away forever."