"I'm afraid I'm so wet in this young man. There are special fire sticks in the shop to help you dry." A waiter came to greet him. He could see that although Han Feng was soaked all over, his temperament and the calmness between his eyebrows were surprisingly surprising, and he was mostly a character.

"Ah, it would be great if this is the case. Please take me there quickly." Han Feng nodded, this was exactly what he lacked the most now. He didn't want to spend money to buy a robe.

Then the waiter took Han Feng's clothes to the dryer, while Han Feng sat alone in a temporary gray shirt and weighed the money he had earned from selling beast corpses. The 100,000-50,000 iron coin was a fortune, and he had to spend it quickly to be at ease.

"How should I spend it? Apart from the price of buying medicinal and elixir furnaces, there is at least 60,000 yuan left. It seems that it is time to get a magic weapon." He said to himself. He doesn't even have a decent weapon at hand now, and his ability depends entirely on his fists. If he fights at critical moments, it will definitely be unreasonable.

Not long after, the waiter pushed the door in with his dry robe. Han Feng changed his clothes and gave him a few iron coin coins and wanted to leave. He paused suddenly and suddenly heard a very familiar man's voice in the next room.

"It's really strange that the Mo family members are so cute. They were caught and tied up as soon as they were sent to the house. I really don't know what I think."

"Xia Pao, aren't there any rules in our industry? Don't you care about other people's affairs, come and drink!"

"No, I don't want to violate the rules, I just feel that it's not worth it for Miss Mo. You said that they worked hard to cross the Scorpion Plain to join their relatives, but they just got off the place and didn't even have time to rest. I really don't know if the big men of the Mo family are still men, bullying every girl like this!"

"Xia Pao Head, this is yours..."

With a bang, the door of the wing room was pushed open with force, and a young man jumped in and slapped the table hard and said, "Where is she?!"

The person in the room was Xia Menghou and a man before. Both of them were surprised and unable to speak. Xia Menghou’s goatee on his chin was even more shaking, and he said in surprise: “Young hero, you actually fought with two heavenly spirit beasts, and you can still escape without any hesitation?”

"Don't talk about anything else! I'll kill both ends! Tell me where the Mo family is!" Han Feng yelled directly at Xia Menghou's collar, quite anxious. He had thought Mo You's life experience and words were a bit strange, and now it seems that he must be in trouble.

"It's very close, right in the big mansion turning left at the entrance of the alley. There is a weeping willow at the door, with the word "Mo" engraved, but you'd better not..." Xia Menghou stammered, and was almost unable to say anything under Han Feng's oppression.

However, before Xia Menghou finished speaking, Han Feng flew out of the tavern and headed straight for the mansion he mentioned.

"Xia, Xia Pao Head, this young man is really a weirdo." The other person had been scared to hide behind the chair, and waited until Han Feng walked away before he dared to climb out slowly.

"It's so good, look at you so cowardly!" Xia Menghou said annoyed, and poured a glass of wine on the man's face, cursing: "The young man didn't say just now. He even killed two heavenly spirit beasts, so how could he even kill people like you!"

"But then again, he just walked with us for a while. Why did he fall in love with the miserable Miss Mo?" Xia Menghou stroked his goatee and murmured, with helplessness in his eyes, sighing: "Young and frivolous. I guess this young hero is going to go away forever. Since ancient times, heroes have been sad about beauty. The Mo family is not a good person to mess with."

After half a stick of incense, don’t stay.

Han Feng looked at the weeping willows at the door carefully, and after confirming that it was undoubtedly clear that he had settled down and looked at Mo's house.

Mo's house is very big, and a large piece of land around it is surrounded by a wall. There are at least twenty houses in it, and from outside the door, you can see many people running around, as if preparing a grand ceremony.

Han Feng did not transform into shape. Anyway, few people here knew him, so he walked in straightforward. As soon as he stepped into the door, he was stopped by a guard and asked him vigilantly: "Who are you? What are you here?"

Han Feng pretended to be unwilling to pay attention to the guards, and lazily pointed to the busy people in front of him and said, "Hey, ask me knowingly, what did you think I'm here for?"

The guard suddenly looked clear, but he felt very strange, and asked, "Who are you invited to attend the ceremony of worshiping the heavens? I have never heard from the head of the family that someone is coming."

"Ha, are you a mule? Can't you recognize me as the third young master of the Nangong family?" Han Feng felt a little panicked, but said slowly.

He didn't even know if there were three young masters in the Nangong family. He was just a first-time visitor who only knew the Xue family and the Nangong family. He could not cause trouble for the Xue family because he was kind to him. However, he didn't like the Nangong family and was used as a shield.

"Ah, that's how it's Nangong's third master. If you don't know Mount Tai, please forgive me. Don't blame the villain." The guard suddenly became weaker when he heard the name of the Nangong family and immediately knelt on one knee and respectfully.

"All right, I'm too lazy to annoy you." Han Feng waved his hand, pretended to be impatient, and then strode into the crowd, then found a corner to hide, thinking: "The identity of the Nangong family is quite useful, but he heard that it was a ceremony to sacrifice to heaven. Do you plan to use Mo You to sacrifice?"

Han Feng thought about it more and more confused. Later, he simply didn't want to, so he found an empty house to hide under the bed, intending to wait until the ceremony began to take action again.

"Miss Mo, you and I have a chance meeting are considered a fate. If I can save you today, you will owe me a favor." Han Feng muttered in his heart. He was not a person who likes to meddle in other people's business, but he felt that Mo You was not ordinary and worth his risk.

Among the many people outside the door, a tall middle-aged man held his cane and glanced at another sitting elderly man and said, "Nangong Wei, my man is almost ready. When are you planning to start?"

"Don't worry, there must be no sloppy in the ceremony of sacrifice to heaven. I will talk about it after I check all the objects. Last time I sent Nangong Kun to slaughter her whole house before forcing her to come to her. This time, I must not let her escape again."

The elderly man's eyes revealed the cunning like a jackal, tiger and leopard, and kept fiddling with the few black stones in his hand. If Han Feng was here, he would definitely find that this person was the head of the Nangong family he met in the God of Wealth Pavilion last time.

Another tall middle-aged man present was the current head of the Mo family, Mo Li.

Mo Li showed regret in his eyes, and he held his cane tightly and said, "It's a sin. If it weren't for the last resort, I would never have harmed such a young girl, let alone her being a member of our Mo family."

Nangong Wei frowned, put down the black stone in his hand, coughed lightly, and said disdainfully: "A girl who is separated is born with a cold body. Even if you let her go, she will not live to be twenty years old. What's the point of regret?"

When Mo Li heard Nangong Wei's words, his eyes were filled with disgust. He knocked his cane on the ground with force and said angrily: "I'm different from you!"

"What's the difference?" Nangong Wei sneered, turned his head to look at him, spread his hands and said, "You want to use her bones and blood to save your eldest son. I want to use her cold body to sharpen the yellow spring stone, kill two birds with one stone, and sacrifice only a small family member. What's wrong with it?"

"You!" Mo Li glared at his eyes, and was furious. He pointed at Nangong Wei with his fingers tremblingly for a long time and couldn't speak. He waved his hand and walked away with a cane.

Soon it was getting late. Seeing that the clouds were rolling and the sunset was about to be blocked, Nangong Wei suddenly stood up from his chair, and four black stones appeared out of nowhere and flew towards an altar built in the center, turning around in the air.

"Sacrifice to heaven, open!"
Chapter completed!