Chapter 792: The New Room of the Leaving Suishenju

The copper lotus believed that Li Qi's residential cultivation and traveling cultivation had each promoted one layer.

Zhao Zhao Xiaowan didn't believe it. Now, no matter what Red Lotus said, Zhao Zhao Xiaowan wouldn't believe it.

But if she didn't believe her, who else could she believe? Cultivation is invisible. How could she know which path Li Qi had promoted?

Zhao Zhao Xiaowan pondered slightly and shouted loudly: "Old man, how many rooms are there now?"

The Leaving Suishenju didn't respond, seemingly having run into a situation.

Zhao Zhao Xiaowan looked at the copper lotus again, her eyes full of murderous intent.

The copper lotus waved its flower leaves helplessly: "Zhao Zhao Xiaowan, whether you believe it or not, I didn't harm Li Qi, and I didn't harm the little train!"

Zhao Zhao Xiaowan held Li Qi and said to Hua Jiuer: "Sister, go check the rooms and see how many rooms we have!"

The Leaving Suishenju originally had thirteen rooms. Every time Li Li Banfeng promoted residential cultivation in the Leaving Suishenju, an extra room would appear.

If there were still thirteen rooms now, it would prove that residential cultivation hadn't promoted. Li Li Banfeng consumed so much human energy and promoted two layers of traveling cultivation, so residential cultivation would suffer a severe backlash.

If there were fourteen rooms, everyone would be happy, proving that Li Li Banfeng had indeed promoted one layer in both residential and traveling cultivation.

If there were fifteen rooms, it would prove that Li Li Banfeng had promoted two layers of residential cultivation but hadn't promoted traveling cultivation.

This was the most terrifying result, because the backlash of traveling cultivation was more vicious than residential cultivation. Skipping two levels, Li Li Banfeng would inevitably be seriously injured, and might even lose his life.

Hua Jiuer flew to the thirteenth room. Before long, Zhao Zhao Xiaowan heard Hua Jiuer's shout: "I see the fourteenth room!"

Xiang Xiang Hongying laughed and said to the copper lotus: "You're quite useful."

The Pendulum laughed: "Our family's old man is blessed."

Zhao Zhao Xiaowan didn't laugh and shouted to Hua Jiuer: "Keep looking down!"

As soon as the words fell, she heard Hua Jiuer shout again: "I see the fifteenth room!"

Zhao Zhao Xiaowan's face turned pale. The worst result had appeared.

The Glove's five fingers trembled together: "This shouldn't be, Master—"

The Wine Gourd shouted: "Give me the conditioner, mix it with medicinal wine, and feed some to little brother first!"

The Sickle said to the Glove: "Is there still human energy? Why don't we promote another layer of traveling cultivation."

The Tang Dao shook its handle: "We can't promote anymore. The master can't withstand it!"

Even the Judge's Pen, which was sleeping soundly, woke up: "Impossible!"

The whole family was stunned. The copper lotus didn't know what the situation was. Xiang Xiang Hongying picked up her long sword and walked toward the copper lotus: "Bitch, I knew you didn't have good intentions!"

She was about to chop the copper lotus, when she heard Hua Jiuer shout: "I see the sixteenth room."

The main room instantly became quiet.

Xiang Xiang Hongying carried her long sword and went to find Hua Jiuer: "Useless thing, you can't even count!"

Hua Jiuer shouted again: "I see the seventeenth room!"

Xiang Xiang Hongying was stunned for a moment, turned back and asked Zhao Zhao Xiaowan: "Is this girl crazy?"

Hua Jiuer shouted again: "I see the eighteenth room!"

Zhao Zhao Xiaowan urged Xiang Xiang Hongying: "Go check it out!"

Xiang Xiang Hongying followed to check.

Hua Jiuer walked all the way, and Xiang Xiang Hongying chased all the way, stopping only when they reached the thirty-second room.

"How could thirty-two rooms suddenly appear?" Hua Jiuer couldn't figure out the reason.

Xiang Xiang Hongying quietly distanced herself from Hua Jiuer and quickly returned to Zhao Xiaowan's side.

"Zhao Xiaowan, Hua Jiuer's sister is a lunatic, and her mother is also crazy. I guess she's crazy too."

Zhao Zhao Xiaowan frowned: "How many rooms did you see?"

Xiang Xiang Hongying said nervously: "I also saw thirty-two rooms, so I think I'm crazy too. This crazy disease can be transmitted."

Zhao Zhao Xiaowan pushed Xiang Xiang Hongying: "You know it's transmissible, yet you stay so close. What if you transmit it to the husband?"

His wife knew clearly that Hua Jiuer definitely wasn't crazy, and Xiang Xiang Hongying wasn't crazy either.

The Leaving Suishenju suddenly having thirty-two rooms—this matter might only be known to the Leaving Suishenju himself.

But the Leaving Suishenju was currently in a serious situation. Suddenly having so many rooms, it was impossible for him not to have a situation.

Looking from inside the Leaving Suishenju, there were more rooms. Looking from the outside, what kind of changes would there be?

Would the Leaving Suishenju manifest?

Zhao Zhao Xiaowan searched Li Li Banfeng's body four times, but didn't find the key.

Relying on the "Connecting Broad Bridal Chamber" technique, even if Li Li Banfeng brought the key into the Leaving Suishenju, he had a way to go out. But Li Li Banfeng was still used to hiding the key outside the Leaving Suishenju. Even if he brought the key home, it would be useless. In a state of unconsciousness, apart from Li Qi, the Leaving Suishenju wouldn't let anyone out.

Zhao Zhao Xiaowan carried Li Li Banfeng to the bed, tucked him in, and after confirming that Li Li Banfeng was sleeping soundly, she went to the Fifth Room.

The Fifth Room girl was picking flowers. Seeing Zhao Zhao Xiaowan enter, she hurriedly put down the fresh flowers and stood properly.

She lowered her head, looking at Zhao Zhao Xiaowan cautiously.

Zhao Zhao Xiaowan asked: "Can you see the situation outside?"

The Fifth Room girl shook her head repeatedly: "The old man sealed my eyes, but—"

"Speak directly if you have something to say."

The Fifth Girl said: "If you let me go to the tenth room, perhaps I could see something."

There was a crack in the tenth room of the Leaving Suishenju, which was a scar left by the old train. Back then, Laughing Thousand Hands almost escaped the Leaving Suishenju through this crack.

Today, the Fifth Girl mentioned the tenth room, and Zhao Zhao Xiaowan laughed: "Fine, we can discuss it. As long as you listen well,"

"I'll take you there another day."

She definitely couldn't let her go to the tenth room.

Before the husband and the old man woke up, she couldn't let Lai Lai Wuju leave the Fifth Room for even a step.

Zhao Zhao Xiaowan was thinking about how to monitor Lai Lai Wuju, when she heard Hua Jiuer shout: "There are still cracks in the thirty-second room, but this door can't be pushed open!"

Ma Wu took the train to Tiewan Gang, and Xiao Xiao Chuanzi had already prepared the manpower and materials.

Places with railways in Puluo Province had all been connected, but there were still many places without railways.

Sui Wasteland was one of them. As a heavy town on the border, there was no railway there. Li Li Banfeng had specifically urged Ma Wu that the Sui Wasteland must have a train.

The materials for the railway were all prepared, but how to cross the boundary now?

Places with tracks used trains to cross the boundary, and places without tracks had to rely on the Guanfang Hall before.

Now the Guanfang Hall was gone, and Li Qi couldn't be contacted, so Ma Wu couldn't think of a good way.

Just as he was anxious, news came from Xiaoyao Wu that a hooligan had come to make trouble again and again. Zhang Zhang Guanshi cared about his face and didn't ask for help, fighting with the hooligan several times and suffering serious injuries.

Ma Wu had received news of this matter before and originally didn't take it to heart. He didn't expect this hooligan to push his luck. Coupled with the fact that the railway construction wasn't going smoothly, this evil fire in Ma Wu's heart burned up.

He immediately called Qin Qin Tianjiu, and Qin Qin Tianjiu laughed after hearing the news: "Brother Five, is this little matter worth your anger? I'll go to Xiaoyao Wu to squat tomorrow. No matter who this hooligan is, if he dares to come, don't even think about living!"

Qin Xiaopang did what he said and went to Xiaoyao Wu the next day.

He wore a big fur coat, a big fur hat, and a scarf, wrapped tightly from head to toe, sitting in front of the bar, asking for a bottle of foreign wine.

The bartender looked at his outfit and his heart was beating like a drum. There had been trouble recently, and looking at his appearance, he didn't look like a good person.

The wine was poured, and the bartender was still pondering how he could drink with this outfit.

Qin Qin Tianjiu glanced at the bartender: "What are you staring at me for? Go do your business!"

The bartender left. Taking advantage of no one paying attention, Qin Qin Tianjiu pulled down his scarf and took a sip from the cup.

Drinking sip by sip like this, two hours passed. Qin Qin Tianjiu had drunk two bottles of wine and felt a bit hot all over, when a man entered the big dance floor and found a seat.

Because of the constant trouble recently, there weren't many guests in Xiaoyao Wu to begin with. As soon as this man entered the door, the band stopped immediately and hid in the backstage with the singers.

Several scouts entered the dance floor and sent the other guests away.

Qin Qin Tianjiu didn't leave; he looked at the man who had just entered.

That man's outfit was a bit similar to his, also wearing a big hat—not fur, but cotton—and no scarf, with his face covered in medicinal plasters.

No need to ask, this was the hooligan who often came to make trouble.

"What are you all looking at? What kind of place is this? Isn't this a dance floor?" The plaster man spoke. "Where's the wine? Where's the singing? Where are the dancers? There's nothing. What kind of business are you doing?"

The scouts knew they couldn't beat him, but this profession was just like this. When encountering such things, they had to fight for their lives.

Qin Qin Tianjiu took the first step, sat opposite the man: "I have wine here, and I can sing too. I'm not very good at dancing, so why don't you make do and listen to me sing a song!"

The plaster man looked at Qin Qin Tianjiu: "Are you good at singing?"

Qin Qin Tianjiu said modestly: "So-so. They say I'm a bit better than Jiang Jiang Mengting."

The plaster man picked up a wine bottle from the neighboring table and pointed at Qin Qin Tianjiu: "Who is Jiang Jiang Mengting? Your wife? Let her come out and have a drink with me."

Qin Qin Tianjiu stared at this man for a while: "Are you really a hooligan? Where is it not good to beg for food? Why come here to seek death?"

The plaster man said: "I came here, does it have anything to do with you?"

Qin Qin Tianjiu laughed: "Do you plan to die now, or have a drink before hitting the road?"

The plaster man suddenly tore off Qin Qin Tianjiu's scarf. This appearance truly gave the plaster man a shock.

From hair to eyebrows, and then to beard, Qin Qin Tianjiu's face was full of hair, and only the area around his two eyes was considered clean. Ever since he ate Nian Shanyou's beard, Qin Qin Tianjiu had become this appearance. His wife shaved him once every night, and it was guaranteed to grow a full face by the next morning.

He tore off Qin Qin Tianjiu's scarf, and Qin Qin Tianjiu didn't hold back either, tearing off the plaster man's plaster.

This tear was no small matter; it tore off a large piece of skin and flesh, revealing the bone on the plaster man's face.

Qin Qin Tianjiu frowned: "What kind of person are you?"

The plaster man didn't answer and smashed a wine bottle on Qin Qin Tianjiu's head.

Qin Qin Tianjiu shook the broken glass off his head and said: "It really is a hooligan's method. Let me see if you have any real skills."

As the words fell, Qin Qin Tianjiu spat a pellet at the plaster man.

The pellet landed right on the wound, and the small insects inside crawled out instantly, crawling all over the plaster man's face.

Logically speaking, after being hit by this pellet, he would have lost more than half. The speed at which these insects drank blood and ate flesh was quite astonishing.

But these insects kept crawling and didn't eat a single bite.

Qin Xiaopang was surprised: "You are a bug cultivator?"

The plaster man lifted the table and smashed it into pieces on Qin Qin Tianjiu.

Qin Qin Tianjiu sat still, struck a match, and placed it by his mouth, as if he were about to smoke.

He didn't take out a cigarette, but sprayed a mist of wine at the plaster man. The wine mist passed through the match and turned into a fire snake, circling around the plaster man, and the plaster man was covered in fire.

With the plaster man's cultivation, if it were truly ordinary fire, it wouldn't be able to stop him at all. He had plenty of ways to extinguish the fire.

But the fire in front of him wasn't easy to extinguish. The match Qin Qin Tianjiu used was special, containing fire cultivation techniques. The more the plaster man wanted to extinguish the fire, the more fiercely it burned.

"Burning is too painful, right? Let me help you ease it." Qin Qin Tianjiu opened his mouth to inhale, and sucked away more than half of the flames.

This move seemed to be saving the plaster man from the fire, but in reality, he was absorbing the plaster man's physical strength. If the plaster man didn't make a response, once the flames were sucked dry, he wouldn't have the strength to fight Qin Qin Tianjiu.

The strategy was correct, and the plaster man's physical strength was severely damaged, and his movements became more and more sluggish. Qin Qin Tianjiu thought victory was in his grasp, when he suddenly felt a chill in his head.

Not good, there's poison in the fire!

What kind of path is this person? This poison is quite ruthless!

Qin Qin Tianjiu wanted to cough out the poisonous gas, but his mouth wouldn't open. His tongue and the roof of his mouth didn't know what they were stuck with.

There's also a glue cultivation technique?

If a food cultivator can't open their mouth, this loss would be huge.

Fortunately, Qin Qin Tianjiu had more than one mouth.

He tore open his clothes, revealing his hairy chest. Under the protective hair, there was another mouth, which bit the plaster man's wrist, tore and ripped, pulled off the entire arm, and swallowed it.

After eating this arm, Qin Qin Tianjiu tasted some flavor.

This shell was rotten, and had been rotten for a long time, but there was spirituality in the flesh and blood, proving that there was a soul in the shell. The person in front of him was a living dead person.

Qin Qin Tianjiu had seen many living dead people, but this one in front of him had very messy spirituality in his flesh and blood, as if it didn't come from the same soul.

Several souls sharing one shell—Qin Qin Tianjiu had never seen this situation.

He took a bell out of his bosom and shook it with a clatter.

This was a top-grade magic treasure of the Sancong Sect, useless against living people, but could severely injure wandering souls.

He had just shaken it twice when the plaster man reached out to snatch it. He only had one hand left, and logically shouldn't be Qin Qin Tianjiu's opponent, but he moved extremely fast and with extremely clever techniques. After two rounds of fighting, he knocked the bell away.

Qin Qin Tianjiu was greatly shocked. In these two rounds, he saw that the other party had the foundation of theft cultivation and martial cultivation.

He could also use poison and glue cultivation techniques before. With so many means put together, Qin Qin Tianjiu didn't know how to deal with it for a while.

Unable to think of a strategy, he simply used the simplest method. Qin Qin Tianjiu came to the front, wanting to grab the plaster man and dismantle his shell.

The plaster man dodged with difficulty, occasionally spraying poisonous mist at Qin Qin Tianjiu.

Several scouts on the dance floor wanted to come up to help, but after inhaling a mouthful of poisonous mist, they all collapsed on the ground, unconscious.

This battle wasn't something they could intervene in. After dozens of rounds of fierce fighting, the plaster man's injuries became heavier and heavier, and Qin Qin Tianjiu was poisoned more and more deeply.

Taking advantage of the remaining strength, the plaster man used the "Unimpeded Travel" technique to escape from Xiaoyao Wu.

With Qin Qin Tianjiu's personality, even if the plaster man escaped to Hengshui Bay, he would have to chase him back.

But today he couldn't chase anymore. Just as he reached the entrance of Xiaoyao Wu, Qin Qin Tianjiu fell to the ground directly.

The disciples of the Sancong Sect waiting at the entrance rushed up: "Brother Nine, what happened to you?"

Qin Qin Tianjiu's eyes were full of blood, exerting his strength desperately, tearing his stuck lips open with both hands, tearing his mouth until it was bloody.

People around wanted to help Qin Qin Tianjiu up, but Qin Qin Tianjiu waved his hand: "Don't help me yet, I'm poisoned."

Silver Chapter Ban Yue Ban Yue Shucai said from the side: "Brother Nine, I'll call a medical cultivator to detoxify you right away."

Qin Qin Tianjiu waved his hand: "No need, just get me some water."

Someone handed over a water bottle, and Qin Qin Tianjiu drank a bottle of water, swallowed most of the toxins into his stomach, and forcibly dissolved them.

But the remaining poison was still ruthless. Qin Qin Tianjiu felt waves of dizziness, and even standing up was difficult.

He urged Ban Yue Ban Yue Shucai: "Find a few poison cultivators, those with higher levels, go to Xiaoyao Wu to dissolve the poison on the dance floor, and tell the person in charge that business cannot be done tonight."

Ma Ma Junyang received Qin Qin Tianjiu's call. He really didn't expect that Qin Xiaopang couldn't beat this hooligan.

With this ability, how could he be a hooligan?

This person has a background, and there's a big matter here.

Ma Wu immediately arranged a special train and rushed to Hengshui City overnight.

On the train, Ma Wu didn't sleep well and woke Huo Ling up to cultivate for a few hours.

After cultivation, Ma Wu calmed down a bit. Huo Ling suddenly felt something was wrong: "Brother Five, did you just extinguish my fire seeds?"

Ma Wu was surprised: "Maybe I used too much force just now, and accidentally—"

Huo Ling was a bit panicked: "Six of my fire seeds were extinguished."

Ma Wu was shocked. Huo Ling usually carried nine fire seeds, and six were extinguished at once. This definitely wasn't an accident!

He blocked Huo Ling behind him, his gaze scanning the carriage quickly, but he didn't see any traces.

He picked up a candle from the bedside and burned his palm for a moment. The flame on the candle flew out of the wick and wandered back and forth in the carriage.

Joy Cultivation technique, "Lonely Seeking a Mate."

Influenced by the technique, the candle flame wanted to find other flames. In front of the wardrobe door in the carriage, the candle flame stopped.

This candle flame found a mate, and the mate was exactly half of Huo Ling's fire seeds.

Ma Wu didn't approach the wardrobe. He mobilized his intention and sensed that there was someone in the wardrobe, directly using "Joy Fire Burning Body." Flames rose in the wardrobe, and a person broke through the door and rushed toward Ma Wu.

Ma Wu wasn't afraid and was about to use "Flirting and Scolding," but that person was extremely fast, brushing past Ma Wu, carrying flames all over his body, crashing through the train window, and escaping outside.

Ma Wu was about to chase, but found he couldn't stand up.

After trying several times, Ma Wu fell off the bed.

Huo Ling was shocked, jumped off the bed, and helped Ma Wu up: "Brother Five, what's wrong with you?"

Ma Wu's legs were trembling, unable to exert any strength.

Panting, Feng Dai was strolling on the street. The cinema had two new plays, which were said to be directed by Ma Wu himself.

Feng Dai knew clearly that Ma Wu was so busy, how could he have time to direct movies? This was just a gimmick for publicity, but ever since they parted, she had been missing him in her heart, and she also wanted to go to the cinema to take a look.

Tickets definitely couldn't be bought. In Panting, restaurant seats, inn rooms, and rental houses were very hard to find, and even hiring a rickshaw required queuing.

Feng Dai didn't need a ticket. She entered the cinema silently and was waiting for the movie to start, when she felt a palpitation in her head.

Emotion Cultivation technique, "Spiritual Rhinoceros Pulling Silk."

Ma Wu is in trouble!

At Hengshui City Station, several people carried Ma Wu to Xiaoyao Wu. Zhang Zhang Guanshi was seriously injured and hadn't recovered. Learning that Ma Wu couldn't walk, he didn't care about his own injuries and went everywhere looking for a physician.

Several medical cultivators checked one after another and reached a unanimous conclusion: Ma Wu's leg tendons were broken.

There were no external injuries on Ma Wu's legs, and he didn't feel pain. Feeling around, the leg tendons were still there. This situation was truly bizarre.

Famous physician Luo Tieshi was knowledgeable and made a diagnosis: "Brother Five, your leg tendons aren't completely broken. Someone pulled a few tendon threads out of your leg tendons, making you unable to feel pain and unable to exert strength. Based on my experience, this is the work of a theft cultivation expert."

Hearing "theft cultivation," Ma Wu immediately thought of one person: He He Jiaqing!

In his anger, Ma Wu prepared to gather manpower to find He He Jiaqing. Feng Dai arrived at Xiaoyao Wu at this time and immediately stopped Ma Wu.

"Brother Five, tell me the whole story clearly."

Both sides only exchanged two moves, and Ma Wu remembered them clearly.

After listening to Ma Wu, Feng Dai shook her head repeatedly: "Brother Five, I don't think this was done by He He Jiaqing."

"He He Jiaqing's cultivation is very high, and even I might not be his opponent. If He He Jiaqing had successfully infiltrated the carriage, Brother Five, I'm afraid you wouldn't have broken your leg tendons, but would have lost your life."

Ma Wu also thought of this point: "He didn't kill me, perhaps he had other intentions. Maybe he wanted to use those few tendon threads to threaten me."

Feng Dai pondered for a long time: "If the real culprit is truly He He Jiaqing, this battle was fought too miserably."

Ma Wu didn't think so: "He first stole Huo Ling's fire seeds, then stole my leg tendons, easily playing with me. You call this miserable?"

Feng Dai shook her head: "Thieves won't play tricks with their own lives. He attacked Huo Ling first, not to play with Brother Five, but to distract Brother Five's attention."

"This person clearly didn't dare to clash head-on with you. He was very afraid of your techniques. It was only after he was hit by your Joy Fire that he had no choice but to fight for his life and steal your leg tendons."

"Until he escaped the carriage, the Joy Fire on his body hadn't been extinguished. Brother Five naturally knows the power of Joy Fire. This blow hurt him quite a bit."

Ma Wu frowned tightly: "Could it really not be He He Jiaqing?"

Feng Dai rubbed Ma Wu's legs gently: "Regardless of who the real culprit is, the top priority is to heal Brother Five's legs. It's best if we can find the tendon threads, but if we can't, we have to make other plans."

Ma Wu understood Feng Dai's meaning: "Go to Santoucha and grow the leg tendons back?"

Feng Dai nodded.

Ma Wu had no bottom in his heart: "Isn't this just gambling?"

Feng Dai sat beside Ma Wu and persuaded him softly: "Let's think of a way. If there's more than a fifty percent chance of success, then it doesn't count as gambling."

Fifty percent.

Even if there was a ninety percent chance of success, Ma Wu wouldn't feel at ease in his heart.

That night, his heart was troubled, so Ma Wu went to sleep alone, and Feng Dai slept in the next room.

Sleeping until after two o'clock in the morning, a sound of footsteps came from the room. Ma Wu opened his eyes suddenly and raised his hand to touch the emotion silk by the bed.

As long as he exerted a little force, Feng Dai in the next room would rush over.

A woman appeared, waving her hands at Ma Wu repeatedly, signaling him not to make a sound.

Ma Wu looked carefully. This woman was standing under the wall, and there was a landscape painting hanging on the wall.

This landscape painting was a gift from Li Li Banfeng to Ma Wu, an authentic work by Mu Yuejuan. Back then, it was by relying on this painting that Ma Wu received Mu Yuejuan's guidance and successfully promoted to Cloud.

At this moment, Mu Yuejuan was standing under this painting.

"Brother Five, you've suffered." Mu Yuejuan's voice trembled, and tears fell continuously.

Ma Wu sat on the bed and said: "How did you know I was in trouble?"

Mu Yuejuan didn't explain. She placed a brocade box on the side table: "Brother Five, give this brocade box to Feng Dai. She has a way."

Ma Wu looked at the brocade box: "What is this?"

Mu Yuejuan shook her head repeatedly: "Brother Five, don't ask. I have my own difficulties. I'm leaving first."

She disappeared into the painting with tears in her eyes.

Ma Wu pulled the emotion silk, and Feng Dai walked over from the next room. After hearing Ma Wu talk about Mu Yuejuan,

Feng Dai opened the brocade box on the side table.

After looking at it, Feng Dai said happily: "These are Brother Five's tendon threads! I can use the emotion silk to connect these tendon threads back!"

Ma Wu was also very happy, but after being happy, he remembered one thing: "Old Qi told me that Mu Yuejuan first defected to Xuehua Pu, then defected to the Hand and Foot Alliance. She is He He Jiaqing's person."

Feng Dai nodded slightly. She had also heard

After looking, Feng Daiku said happily: "This is Wulang's tendon! I can use love silk to reconnect this tendon!"

Ma Wu was also very happy, but after the joy, he remembered one thing: "Old Seven told me that Mu Yuejuan first defected to Snowflake Pier, then defected to the Hand and Foot Alliance; she is He He Jiaqing's person."

Feng Daiku nodded slightly; she had also heard a little about this matter.

Ma Wu asked: "Do you still think this matter was not done by He He Jiaqing?"

Feng Daiku could not sort out the clues for a moment.

Ma Wu gritted his teeth, his expression ferocious: "Old Nine was poisoned and hasn't recovered yet; my leg tendons were pulled, and my legs were almost crippled; and now Old Seven still cannot be contacted."

"If Old Seven was harmed by He He Jiaqing, I, Ma Ma Junyang, will exhaust my family fortune and risk my life to tear He He Jiaqing into ten thousand pieces!"

PS: Did He He Jiaqing really do this?