Flying Dust Chapter 73.1

Flying Dust Chapter 73.1:

 

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“I say it! I say! He Yunfeng did enter the Blood Sect! He even fought with the Sect Master! And then he left!”

 

“Then is he injured?” Hearing that He Yunfeng fought with Ke Moluo, Mo Feichen was shocked, even though three years ago, Ke Moluo’s strength was not a match for He Yunfeng at all.

 

“I don’t know! It’s just that the Sect Leader closed down completely after that time. From the time we left the Blood Worshiping Sect, the Sect Leader hadn’t come out yet!”

 

Mo Feichen exhaled and looked towards Jun Wushuang, “Let them go ba.”

 

Jun Wushuang picked the man up and crashed through them, and in a flash, a sword pierced through them.

 

“What are you doing?” Mo Feichen was too late to stop him.

 

“As I said, a soft heart is your greatest flaw.” Jun Wushuang raised the corners of his mouth as his fingers tried to touch Mo Feichen’s cheeks, but he flashed past.

 

Luo Qingyu gulped and seemed to be able to sense that the atmosphere between Mo Feichen and Jun Wushuang was a little strange.

 

“Sect Master Jun, since you killed these two people, then please take them out. It’s not even dawn yet, so I’m going to take a rest.”

 

Jun Wushuang was not annoyed at hearing his words or behavior intended at turning him out, he just clapped his hands and a Mirror Water Cultist came in through the door and carried the two corpses out.

 

The door was closed.

 

Mo Feichen silently returned to the bed and pulled up the quilt to cover himself.

 

Although Luo Qingyu had some doubts in his mind, he followed him back to bed and fell asleep in no time.

 

But Mo Feichen couldn’t close his eyes, his mind kept thinking that since Ke Moluo had closed down (went into seclusion) and He didn’t know that if He Yunfeng had found out that he was not in the Blood Worshiping Sect, would he still be stupid enough to stay in the Western Region? Will he come back to look for him (MFC)?

 

As he thought about it, the sky turned ‘fish-belly white’ (used to describe the dingy light of the dawn sky).

 

When Mo Feichen rode his horse with two dark circles under his eyes, Jun Wushuang was watching him from a distance.

 

“What? Can’t sleep because you are thinking about He Yunfeng?” With a slightly sarcastic tone, Mo Feichen decides to ignore him and directly steers his horse towards the road. Luo Qingyu followed behind.

 

Jun Wushuang lifted his chin and said loudly, “If He Yunfeng comes back to the Central Plains, the first thing he will do is to take my life, ba!”

 

His heart sank violently, Mo Feichen realized that it was precisely because he had been kidnapped by Jun Wushuang that He Yunfeng had gone to the Western Regions. If he knew that it was Jun Wushuang who had caused all this, he probably would…

 

With a clench of his teeth, it would be your own fault aka reap what one has sown if he wanted to kill you!

 

Along the way, Jun Wushuang followed Mo Feichen, and wherever they stayed at the inn, Jun Wushuang also stayed there. Whatever they ordered, this guy also ordered. Mo Feichen secretly thought to himself that if he visits a brothel, is this guy also looking or choosing for the same girl? Wait a minute, really if it’s a brothel, he himself is the frequent one.

 

Finally came to the town where the Mu Yun mountain village is located, when the land light ink stood at the entrance to the town, holding a long thin reed in his hand, the corner of his coat in the breeze swaying into a picture, Jun Wushuang that seemingly like smile yet not a smile was completely replaced by ice cold.

 

Mo Feichen jumped down from his horse and fell straight into his arms, “Big brother Lu!”

 

A rippling smile ripples across Lu Qingmo’s face as he embraces him in his arms.

 

Jun Wushuang’s fingers tugging at the reins were gripped so tightly that his nails dug into his palms.

 

“I have already discussed this with Bai Jingxi.” Lu Qingmo whispered into Mo Feichen’s ear, his attitude was extremely intimate.

 

Jun Wushuang shook the reins and the horse galloped past them both.

 

Lu Qing Mo’s eyes glanced at the speeding figure and released Mo Feichen, “Jun Wushuang came together with you?”

 

“I bumped into him on the way.” Mo Feichen knew what he was worried about, “Don’t worry, he didn’t do anything to me.”

 

After arriving at Mu Yun Villa, Wen Qianliu received him politely and even exchanged a few pleasantries with Lu Qingmo, his mask of a gentleman was worn without a drop of water (completely enclosed).

 

Before he sent someone to send Mo Feichen to the arranged guest room, he didn’t forget to remind with a smile, “Don’t think you can find Qu Xi Ruo here, I won’t be so stupid as to hide her in the mountain villa.”

 

Mo Feichen ignored him and followed the waiter.

 

The dinner party was still full of guests as usual. The heads of various sects toasted to Wen Qianliu from time to time, and some sects had already indicated that as long as Wen Qianliu was prepared to go to the western region to eliminate the Blood Worshiping Cult, they would definitely follow him unconditionally.

 

When Lu Qingmo entered the banquet, he wanted to sit next to Mo Feichen, but Wen Qianliu pressed his shoulder, “Shi Di, since this is a show, we have to do it all.”

 

“That’s natural.” Lu Qingmo smiled faintly, his wine glass touched Wen Qianliu, then he sat at the main seat table.

 

As for Qu Shaofeng, after entering the banquet hall, he sat down graciously beside Mo Feichen and then handed Mo Feichen a greaseproof paper bag, “My wife heard that Palace Master Mo likes to eat dim sum, so I made some peanut brittle (candied roasted nuts), I hope you don’t mind.”

 

“Where [a polite reply to a compliment]. Thank Mrs Qu for me.” Mo Feichen received the paper bag, and a tinge of sweetness rose in his heart. Immediately after, it got heavy again, which made him even more determined that he had to find Qu Xi Ruo.

 

Moreover Jun Wushuang sat right next to him by good fortune.

 

“I’m sorry, this seat is reserved for Luo Qingyu by me.” Mo Feichen pressed the chair and said.

 

“Really?” Jun Wushuang pointed to the opposite side of the table, Luo Qingyu was sitting with a master sister from Lian Xia Cave, the very same female disciple who had also been manipulated by Qu Worm that day, and the two of them were chatting quite opportunistically.

 

Mo Feichen released his hand, thinking that Jun Wushuang wouldn’t dare to make a scene at a banquet attended by so many masters and martial arts figures.

 

Wen Qianliu reiterated the importance of eliminating the Blood Worshiping Cult as soon as possible, and asked all the Sect Masters to discuss amongst themselves in the hope that they could give him an answer within two or three days.

 

Mo Feichen didn’t care what Wen Qianliu said, he just ate his favorite dishes.

 

Jun Wushuang, on the other hand, leaned his legs on him and even slowly rubbed them together. Mo Feichen despised him in his heart, he just moved his leg without even looking at him. Because he knew that if he showed more concern, Jun Wushuang would be more interested in harassing him.

 

Mo Feichen’s leg bumped into Qu Shaofeng, and he felt embarrassed, so he had to clink glasses in toast with the other party to ease the embarrassment.

 

 

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