Chapter 1184

Ye Feng shakes hands with Nie Qingwu and returns to his room. At this time, his phone rings. It's Jiang Yixue.

"Master ye, if someone wants you, they are waiting for you in the reception hall at the bottom of the building."

"Oh, are there many people?"

"A lot of people."

Arriving at the reception hall downstairs, at the door of the reception hall, I heard Mr. Mo Da's voice: "Mr. Du, you have time to visit our Fangcun mountain."

Duzhong laughed: "sure, we will go."

Mr. Mo DA and Du Zhong were sitting on the sofa in the reception hall. After Mr. Mo Da, there were several young people with Lei patterns on their clothes. They were all disciples of fangcunshan.

Ye Feng half joked: "Mr. Mo Da, I've come to visit."

Mr. Mo Da quickly got up from the sofa, arched his hands and said, "master ye, if you still want to disturb me so late, we will leave Huashan tomorrow. We will specially come to say goodbye to master ye and thank you for helping me out a few days ago and saving the lives of our disciples."

"I'm just doing my duty as a doctor. When I see someone injured, I'm bound to help. I don't need to thank you."

A young man flopped down to his knees and scared him.

Ye Feng's hand dark move magic power, Zhou Hu as if carrying a chicken to carry up: "why do you kneel me?"

Zhou Hu didn't have time to speak. Mr. Mo Da explained to him with a smile: "master Ye is really a great man and forgets many things. That day you saved him. His name is Zhou Hu. His life was hanging on the line. I didn't expect that after master Ye's treatment, his injury was surprisingly good. It will take at least a hundred days for others to get out of bed, and he will be very vigorous in a few days. "

That day, Zhou Hu was covered with blood and his face was filthy. Today, he was wearing a training suit and full of energy. He didn't recognize it for a moment. After a close look, he felt that Zhou Hu was a little familiar.

Zhou Hu took out a palm sized red sandalwood box from his arms and handed it to Ye Feng: "Lord Ye, thank you for your help. I don't have any valuable gifts to give. I used to like to wander around famous mountains and daze. Unexpectedly, he found three black yuan Qi stones and gave them to you as a gift."

Ye Feng pushed the wooden box back: "I can't accept your gift, I can't accept it."

Zhou Hu insisted that Ye Feng take it: "if you don't accept it, I won't get up on my knees."

Mr. Mo Da said with a smile, "master ye, take it. Just a few yuan Qi stones are Zhou Hu's idea."

Ye Feng had to put the box given by Zhou Hu into his arms.

Jiang Yixue brings several cups of Longjing tea. The fragrance of tea is overflowing. He drinks tea and talks. At this time, there is a noise in the hall.

Li Yanzhi hurried in: "patriarch, there are many disciples of Shangqing gate coming in. They want us to hand over their master, Taoist Chong Xu."

"Taoist Chong Xu is not here with me. I want someone."

Ye Feng followed Li rouge to the hall.

Mr. Mo DA and Du Zhong looked at each other and asked incomprehensibly, "why do they come here to ask for master? Isn't Taoist Chong Xu in the hospital?"

Du Zhong simply said that the devil occupied the body of Chongxu Taoist priest and kidnapped Jiang Yixue to the top of Huashan Mountain.

Mr. Mo Da was moved. He didn't expect that the shadow in the cave could still be attached to his body.

In the hall stood more than a dozen disciples of the Shangqing sect, headed by a middle-aged Taoist priest, wearing a Tai Chi robe, a wisp of green beard on his chest, and his face was white, quite a bit of a fairyland.

"You look for master, how did you find me here?"

The middle-aged Taoist priest's face was calm: "poor Taoist Changfeng, we checked the monitoring of the hospital. Our master left the hospital with Miss Jiang. Since Miss Jiang has returned to the hotel, we want to find Miss Jiang to make sure that my master, Taoist Chong Xu, has also come back with you?"

Jiang Yi snow a face at a loss, she was at that time by the demon control, who knows with who out of the hospital.

"I don't know. I don't even know when I'll leave the hospital. Your master died on the top of Mount Hua. "

As soon as Jiang Yixue's voice fell, more than a dozen Shangqing disciples suddenly burst into an uproar. They didn't believe Jiang Yixue's words, but thought that Jiang Yixue was cursing his master's death.

"You're talking nonsense. He came out of the hospital with you. When he left the hospital, he was very healthy. How could he die on the top of Huashan Mountain? "

"Miss Jiang, are you cursing my master to die?"

"Did you kill my master?"

Ye Feng said coldly: "you want to find master, go to the top of Huashan Mountain. Don't make a fool of yourself here. Otherwise, I will be rude to you."

An invisible murderous spirit diffused silently. More than a dozen Shangqing disciples felt that there was a mountain pressing down on their heads. They were scared to death and left Huashan Hotel.

"Let's go to the top of Huashan Mountain to find master."

"Maybe the master is still there."

"Keep two people here in case they slip away."

Hearing that the disciples of Shangqing sect came to make mischief, Du Zhong had no choice but to say: "if Shangqing disciples find the body of Taoist priest Chongxu on the top of Huashan Mountain, they will definitely think that it was made by Ye Feng."Mr. Mo Da said: "if it is necessary for me to testify for Ye Feng, the death of Chong Xu Taoist priest has nothing to do with Ye Feng."

Du Zhong said with a wry smile: "thank you for your trust, but they won't believe it."

Ye Feng sneered: "if they really dare to come again, I will let them have no return."

As Du Zhong expected, from the evening till the next morning, there were people watching around Huashan Hotel. Although they didn't wear the clothes of Qingmen, it was not difficult to see that they were shangqingmen disciples from their thin faces and walking posture.

The next morning, Duzhong and other official disciples left Huashan Hotel one after another. The busy Huashan Hotel had half of the guests, and suddenly it was a lot colder.

Li rouge and their luggage are ready to return to the Yihua Palace at noon.

Near noon, there are three old shangqingmen roads in the hotel.

The three Taoist Masters did not show up in the ancient martial arts competition. They were obviously from the helm of shangqingmen all night, and all of them were ancient warriors of late congenital period.

Each of them can kill mosquitoes with wrinkles on their faces, but they are agile, their eyes are like electricity, and their Taoist robes are windless, which shows that their internal forces are profound and extraordinary.

They asked the hotel about Ye Feng's room: "let's find master Ye."

The front desk lady has a very good professional quality, kindly replied: "if the three Taoist priests want to find someone, please go to the reception room, and we will call master Ye Zong and let him come down to meet you."

"No, I'll go straight to him. If we can't find him, we won't go back."

Ye Feng has been sitting in the lobby of the hotel in the morning, looking at the tablet while drinking the Blue Mountain coffee, waiting for the shangqingmen people to seek revenge.

He noticed them from the moment they entered the hotel door.

Ye Feng sat in the soft sofa and sneered: "what can I do for you, three Taoist masters?"