Wu Guanting suddenly frowned in the crowd where the Sanjiang League was located, "Strange, why is Mu Feng so late today?"

In the past, Zhuo Mufeng was late. The latest one even started half an hour before the fight, but today was different.

No matter how lazy Zhuo Mufeng is, he will not ignore Tao Yin and the three young masters.

Wu Guanting didn't want his adopted son to feel the pressure, but he was more concerned about the other party's situation and couldn't help but say to Meng Jiuxiao, "Old Meng, come and find Mu Feng in person."

Meng Jiuxiao had long regarded Zhuo Mufeng as a treasure. He did not hesitate when he heard this. He didn't even look at the battles that began on the court, and walked quietly around, taking Wu Yuanyuan's sight away.

However, for fear that others would doubt something, Miss Wu resisted the urge to follow and turned her attention to the ring.

Yan Qingting is domineering and direct, Tang Xiu is ghostly and magical, and the two are very opposite in style, which makes this battle extremely intense and exciting.

I saw Yan Qingting holding a long spear, and his spear was swept and turned, and his spear power turned into dragons, tigers, phoenixes and turtles from time to time, sometimes rolling the sky and the earth, sometimes rushing over and over, sometimes pushing mountains and pillars. The four-spirited spear technique of the Yan family had a majestic momentum in his hands, and each shot reached the key point of Tang Xiu.

But Tang Xiu is not an ordinary person. The Bing Xuan magic skill he practices combines body skills, illusion and killing techniques.

Especially in this battle, he exposed his true strength and had maintained the fifth level of the Bing Xuan Divine Art "using fake to real" for a full seven breaths, not far from the ten breaths of Dacheng.

Under the confusion and attack of the real and fake Tang Xiu, Yan Qingting was once under the pressure of being under the storm, and was almost beaten under the ring, which shocked the Yan family and sweated coldly.

Although I don’t think Yan Qingting can win the first place in the youth group, the Yan family inevitably has some extravagance in their hearts.

The two fought from mid-air to the ring, then moved from the center to the edge, either attacking from a long range, or fighting in close combat. One by one, one after another, one was born again, Tang Xiu was stabbed by a gun, and Yan Qingting was slapped away by a palm...

Later, because the two created too many phantoms and changed their moves too quickly, except for the masters of the corresponding level, everyone else was confused, but they could feel the thrilling and thrilling of the battle.

The ladies and ladies in the awning clenched the Xiupa nervously because they had their own supportive objects in their hearts, and some women even sweated coldly in their palms.

"So strong. Whether it is Tang Xiu or Yan Qingting, they definitely have the strength of the top five in the Earth Spirit List."

"I didn't expect that in just a few years, the two of them had reached this point."

"Their qualifications are of course unquestionable, but for today, I am afraid that Dabingyuan and the Yan family will definitely pay a considerable price."

Without resources, no matter how talented a person is, he will not make such progress. In fact, there are definitely people in the Eastern Zhou Dynasty who are comparable to Tang Xiu and Yan Qingting, but they are not born in the right place and cannot be discovered or excavated.

The fight was in full swing. On the other hand, Meng Jiuxiao also came to Zhuo Mufeng's tent. He knocked on the door for a while, but there was no reaction.

This abnormal situation immediately made Meng Jiuxiao puzzled. After some sensing, his expression suddenly changed. He no longer cared about anything and pushed the door open with one palm.

The tent was quiet, and the light dust that shone into it jumped quickly, and after a glance, there was Zhuo Mufeng's figure?

Not here?

Meng Jiuxiao's expression changed slightly. Logically, Zhuo Mufeng would not leave the tent for no reason. Even if he wanted to go somewhere else, he would definitely say hello to the leader. Zhuo Mufeng has always been very reassuring in this regard.

But now, he disappeared for no reason and did not explain anything about himself.

An ominous premonition gradually spread throughout Meng Jiuxiao's body, making his heart feel like it was soaked in ice water, and his limbs were slightly numb. Meng Jiuxiao rushed out of the tent and saw the guard not far away. He flashed and shouted, "Have you seen the eldest young master?"

The two guards were shocked and came to their senses and shook their heads quickly. One of them thought for a while and replied, "The eldest young master went out last night."

Meng Jiuxiao hurriedly asked, "Which direction did you go?" After the man pointed out the direction, he said coldly, "The eldest young master didn't come back later?"

Seeing the two nodding at the same time, Meng Jiuxiao was furious and roared loudly, "Why don't you report such an important situation earlier?"

The man pointing the direction said tremblingly, "We, we thought the leader called the eldest son to go over and have something to do, so..."

Thinking that Zhuo Mufeng had not returned overnight and his whereabouts were still unknown, Meng Jiuxiao's heart was twitching. He didn't care about wasting time with these two people, and quickly rushed towards the direction where Zhuo Mufeng left last night.

The two looked at each other, and the reaction of the God of Meng made them realize a terrifying possibility - was there something wrong with the eldest young master?

Following the guidance, Mr. Meng came to the leader, the eldest lady, and even near the tent where he was. He thought to himself, could Zhuo Mufeng have been here?

With his skills, if he didn't sense carefully, he wouldn't be able to notice the turbulence a hundred meters away. Meng Jiuxiao couldn't help asking the guards around him, and he learned about Zhuo Mufeng's new movements from two of them.

Meng Jiuxiao led the two of them to search along the direction, but found a hillside ahead. Continue to go deeper, the dense jungle on the right side of the mountain, far away from the garrisons of various sects.

Looking at the jungle in the distance with a gloomy face, Meng Jiuxiao wondered, "How could the eldest young master come in this direction for no reason?"

The two of them lowered their heads, looking reluctant to speak but stopped.

One of them probably knew that the matter was important and didn't care about anything. He hurriedly said, "The eldest young master is not for no reason, but because he first came to find the eldest lady. Later, he learned that the eldest lady and the young master Lan came here, so he followed him."

"What did you say?" Meng Jiuxiao suddenly turned his head, and his shaking expression scared the two of them to take two steps back.

"You mean, Miss and Lan Xiang have also been here?" Meng Jiuxiao couldn't help asking again.

The man said, "Anyway, it's coming in this direction. We don't know whether we are here or not. The eldest master asked us about the traces of the eldest lady, and we told him, and he came."

Meng Jiuxiao's expression changed constantly and asked, "How could Miss and Lan Xiang come here? You two, tell me everything about what happened last night, and don't hide anything, hurry up!"

The two had never seen such anxious expressions from Meng Shenjun, and their hearts were raised. This time they were talking to another person, and the person who spoke before made the replenishment.

After the two of them finished speaking, Meng Jiuxiao fell into a long silence, but his eyes flashed continuously, and a terrifying light flashed from time to time.

Lan Xiang came to find Wu Yuanyuan, and the two left with each other. After that, Zhuo Mufeng came to find the two and then disappeared for no reason. But Lan Xiang and Wu Yuanyuan were safe and sound.

This series of events made Meng Jiuxiao suspicious.

It was related to Zhuo Mufeng, and he could not help but act emotionally. He immediately suppressed his disordered mind and ordered the two of them, "Send everyone immediately and find me in front of you. If there are any clues, come back and report immediately!"

Hearing the rush and toughness in the tone of Meng Shenjun, the two of them dared not be negligent and left in a hurry.

KAKA.

Meng Jiuxiao clenched his fists, his face covered with a thick layer of gloom. If something happened to Zhuo Mufeng, he would not have been able to not return all night, but if something happened...

Thinking of that consequence, even though Mr. Meng had experienced strong winds and waves, he felt a torn heartache.

You should know that Zhuo Mufeng is not only a pillar of the Sanjiang League, but also a next generation leader whom the leader has high hopes for, but also a friend of Meng Jiuxiao!

"Mu Feng, be sure to live..." The eyes were withdrawn from the dense jungle in the distance, and Meng Jiuxiao gritted his teeth and rushed towards the arena.

After he returned, the battle on the ring had just ended. In the end, Yan Qingting defeated Tang Xiu, who was far superior to his peers by one move.

Everyone at the scene was talking about this battle. The older generation was sighing endlessly, while the younger generation could only look up to it. Whether it was Yan Qingting or Tang Xiu, they had reached another level, a level that many peers could not reach.

Many masters of Sanjiang League were also impressed by it.

Seeing Meng Jiuxiao return, the smile on Wu Guanting's face suddenly froze. Because he saw something extremely bad on Meng Jiuxiao's face, his heart couldn't help but sink!

"Old Meng, where is Mu Feng?" Wu Guanting said with a smile.

Meng Jiuxiao moved his mouth, and he suddenly didn't know how to speak. Only those who truly understood Wu Guanting knew how much he valued his adopted son.

Maybe at the beginning, they just wanted to use each other, but after sharing life and death, with the character of Wu Guanting, they have long regarded Zhuo Mufeng as their own.

His throat moved. In Wu Guanting's gradually stiff smile, Meng Jiuxiao shivered with his mouth, gritted his teeth, and sent a message saying, "Mu Feng has not returned overnight."

A few words were enough, and he knew that Wu Guanting would definitely understand what he meant.

Wu Guanting's body shook violently, and the Sanjiang League masters around him were surprised to find that the leader, who had always been calm and calm, had never lost his composure even when he was forced to come to the door by the top twenty top forces, his face turned pale at this moment.

Lan Xiang, who had been paying attention to all this, twitched his heart, but his surface was still very calm.

Everyone didn't know what Meng Jiuxiao said to the leader, but they knew that Meng Jiuxiao was ordered to find Zhuo Mufeng before, but now he is the only one who comes back, and the leader looks like this.

Everyone present has keen thinking people, and suddenly thought of some possibility. Could it be...

Wu Guanting walked away and lost interest in the subsequent competition. Meng Jiuxiao said to everyone, "You stay here to avoid the big deal, and give some people the opportunity to take advantage of the situation."

After saying that, Meng Jiuxiao also followed, but his sleeves were pulled by his two slender hands. He turned his head and found that he was a young lady with a blood-colored face fading.

"Uncle Meng, where is he?" the eldest lady asked in a trembling voice.

Meng Jiuxiao looked at her for a while, sighed, waved his hand and shook Wu Yuanyuan's hand away, and sent a message while walking, "Miss, come with me."
Chapter completed!