Chosen Man

Chosen Man
Plan


The streets and alleys were stained with lit lanterns in every resident tavern and residence, it looked very lively and prosperous.


In a teahouse, a middle-aged man with dark skin was drinking tea.


Suddenly, Feng Zun in white robes came to the dark-skinned middle-aged man's table, and said casually, "Tell Old Jiu Feng to send some special forces to help me guard the Qinglong Courtyard tonight."


The dark-skinned middle-aged man's body froze, he got up from the table in a hurry, and said in surprise, "Young Master Feng, you already know my identity?"


"Since I moved to the Qinglong Courtyard, you've been stalking my residence from this teahouse. If I didn't know that you were sent by Old Jiu Feng, do you think you can still live to this day?"


After Feng Zun said, and turned around with his hands behind his back.


Seeing Feng Zun disappear, the middle-aged man with dark skin did not dare to hesitate anymore and went to execute the order hurriedly.



"Would it be better if I kill the great Tiger to scare all the rabbits, and keep those closest to me from harm..."


On the streets, Feng Zun stepped up, and his attitude was as relaxed and calm as before.


It was just that there was a hint of coldness in his deep eyes.


A letter sent to him tonight read,


"Eight hundred miles east of Nine Furnace City, in the depths of Wanghe Mountain, please come alone. If you don't come, I don't mind taking a walk to the Han Dynasty. Remember, you must be alone, Daoist Feng."


Bland words, but hidden threats and killing intent within each of his words!


To the current Feng Zun, the only people in the world who could really worry him were his relatives in the Sacred Forest and some friends in the Han Dynasty.


Like Uncle Chuyu, and his little friend while still in the sacred forest, as well as Han Mei's two parents.


The person who wrote this letter was very clear that he used those closest to him as a means to threaten him, so that he would come alone.


But it must be said that the person who wrote the letter did indeed succeed.


Perhaps Feng Zun had always been indifferent to anything, but he had to be concerned with the safety of the relatives and friends in the Han Dynasty.


As for letting Jiu Feng take care of the Qinglong Courtyard, it was because he was also worried that the enemy was using cunning tactics and making use of his absence.


"Today's events have taught me a lesson. Since I have more and more enemies in the Long Dynasty, they may not be able to do anything against me, but they will probably start with the people closest to me."


"When this matter is resolved tonight, I will find a way to completely eliminate hidden dangers like this."


Feng Zun had walked out of the gates of the Nine Furnace City when he was thinking.


Swoshis!


From the thin air his figure washed away and disappeared just like that.


Although it was not raining tonight, the cold autumn between heaven and earth was extremely strong, the bright moon hung high, and the brilliance it emitted also carried a touch of cold air.


The figure of Feng Zun flew across the clouds.


"You're sending a lowly beast to watch over me, are you worried that I'll seek help?"


Feng Zun's divine consciousness sharply grasped that ever since he left the Nine Furnace City, a snow eagle had followed him from a distance.


There was no doubt that this snow eagle was commanded by his opponent.


Feng Zun ignored him and focused on himself.