Flying Dust Chapter 70.1:
Mo Feichen instantly understood that Wen Qianliu did not know for sure where He Yunfeng was in the Western Regions, and he was only saying this to see how Mo Feichen would react.
Great Master Wu Liang is a monk, it’s understandable that he doesn’t like all this fighting and killing.” Wen Qianliu turned to Jun Wushuang and said, “I wonder what Sect Master Jun plans to do?”
For a moment, all eyes once again looked at Jun Wushang.
He smiled, his fingers skimming through the hair around his ears, that noncommittal demeanor making it impossible to guess what he was thinking.
“Let’s see what Palace Master Mo wants… If he says he’s going to fight the Blood Worshiping Cult, I’ll go. If he says that he wants to build up his strength in the Central Plains, then I will stay in the Central Plains as well.”
So, everyone looked at Mo Feichen again, and he was just holding on to his food with chopsticks as if he hadn’t heard anything.
Great monk Wu Liang spoke, “Today, everyone is here to pay tribute to Palace Master Liu, the matter of attacking the Blood Worshiping Sect would be discussed later.”
“That’s right, that’s right, it’s Qianliu who has made a mistake.” Wen Qianliu saluted toward Mo Feichen’s direction, “However, since all the sect heads of the martial arts are here today, Qianliu sincerely invites all of you to come to Mu Yun Villa next month to discuss the grand plan of attacking the Blood Worshiping Cult, and I hope that Palace Master Mo will be able to attend at that time as well. I hope that Palace Master Mo will be able to attend that time. Senior He Yunfeng has been gone for so long and he hasn’t returned yet so it’s really dangerous.”
Mo Feichen’s fingers shook as he held the chopsticks, he knew what Wen Qianliu said is right. Is He Yunfeng not going back because he hadn’t found himself in the Blood Worshiping Cult, or did some accident really happen?
Two or three days later, the sect masters left, but Qu Shaofeng came to see Mo Feichen once before he left.
“Sect Master Qu, please sit down.” Mo Feichen poured tea for the other party.
Qu Shaofeng smiled faintly, “Palace Master Mo, I can see that you are not someone who cares about those false gifts, but you seem to be very… interested in me…”
Mo Feichen smiled and scratched his head, ‘Nonsense, you are my old lady’s or my mom’s second spring (marriage), seeing you is like seeing half of my old dad.’
“I also see that when I asked you if my daughter was abducted by the Blood Worshippers, you wanted to answer me ‘no’, but you couldn’t say it.” Qu Shaofeng took a sip of his tea, “Although everyone in the Jiang Hu knows that I, Qu Shaofeng, seldom care about things in the Jiang Hu any more and spend my days immersed in collecting books and paintings, it doesn’t mean that my ability to look at a person is gone.”
“Sect Master Qu, do you believe me?” Mo Feichen raised his head and asked.
“I believe.” Qu Shaofeng looked into his eyes and said, “Palace Master Liu believes in you, Lu Qingmo believes in you, He Yunfeng also believes in you, they won’t believe in someone who has a bad parallel (of equal rank).”
“You believe because others believe, haven’t you ever thought that maybe they believe in the wrong person?” Mo Feichen sighed, “Palace Master Liu is the one who became a pile of ashes because she believed in someone that everyone believed in.”
“My wife believes in you, and so do I.” Qu Shaofeng’s words were suppressed a bit low, but they sounded very real, “I believe that her son must also be as kind-hearted as her.”
Mo Feichen was stunned, Qu Shaofeng knew he was Wu Qing Yan’s son already?
“So please tell me the truth.”
Swallowing his saliva, Mo Feichen slowly said, “Sect Master Qu, I can only tell you that Miss Qu was not taken to the Blood Worshiping Cult and the person who killed Palace Master Liu was not someone from the Blood Worshiping Cult, it’s just that if I once tell you about this person, Miss Qu will be dead.”
Qu Shaofeng slowly stood up and nodded towards him, “I understand. What I want to say is just that no matter what that person is threatening you with Xiruo, you must never do anything wrong, even if Xi Ruo will really die.”
After saying that, he walked out. Watching him walk away, Mo Feichen drank the tea in his cup in one gulp.
A white figure slowly walked in and sat down in front of Mo Feichen as if he was walking in his own courtyard, “Why didn’t you tell him that person was Wen Qianliu? That’s right, I really didn’t expect that your birth mother would marry Qu Shaofeng.”
Mo Feichen smiled forcefully, “Sect Master Jun, this is Xiu Shui Palace, this room is my bedroom, you really seem to have been very accustomed to coming here uninvited.” He secretly gathered his true qi, fearing that Jun Wushyang would suddenly do something again.
Jun Wushuang’s beautiful fingertips snapped on the desktop, “What are you so tense (nervous) about? Isn’t this your territory? And last … time, didn’t you have a good time?”
Mo Feichen snorted coldly.
Just at this time, a sword qi penetrated through the doorway, the wooden door panel trembled, and the table between the two people was split into pieces.
Jun Wushuang sneered and turned his head to see Lu Qingmo.
While no anger could be seen on Lu Qingmo’s face, the corners of his mouth and eyebrows were the usual cloudy and light, but Mo Feichen knew that he was suppressing his anger.
“Ah, who is it? I thought it was, Great Hero Lu. Your staying by Feichen’s side these days is really making people so jealous… If I didn’t have any Sect Leader position, I wonder if I would be able to live in the Xiu Shui Palace with a big swing.” Jun Wushuang’s fingertips skimmed over the tips of his eyebrows, suddenly a sword Qi swept out, Lu Qingmo turned his face sideways, the sword Qi cut open a wisp of broken hair by his ear, and it did not go into the roof of the room, however it piercing out into a small hole.
“Big brother Lu!” Mo Feichen wanted to get up to see if he was alright, but his wrist was held by Jun Wushuang.
“So impatient to see if your old favorite is alright?”
Lu Qingmo also stretched out his hand to hold Mo Feichen’s shoulder and pulled him towards him.
Mo Feichen gave Jun Wushuang a bored expression as a sword aura rushed out along Jun Wushuang’s arm, his sleeve was slashed open and hit his shoulder but was shaken away by the internal force.
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