Chapter 857 (1/2)

”We have a mission to come this time. Don't create complications.” The old man replied.

Their task is very simple. It is to stir up the situation in this Lingwu conference, make the dragon group and other sects mistakenly think that they will have any conspiracy, attract the attention of Chinese martial artists and other sects, and win time for others.

”Sasaki, don't worry too much. Let's be careful.” Then they took out several sets of black night clothes and changed them

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When Shen Feng and Zhang Yong arrived at the agreed place, pan Zhuofei had already waited there early. When she saw them coming, she quickly waved to them to come.

”What about the old man who has been following you? Didn't he look at you?” Zhang Yong smiled at her and asked.

”He is drinking with other predecessors. He doesn't know I ran out.” Pan Zhuofei smiled and continued, ”come with me.”

With that, she took Shen Feng and Zhang Yong to the back mountain of Feihong sect.

Because there is a demon tower in the back mountain, the door leading to the back mountain is guarded. However, under the leadership of Pan Zhuofei, he is familiar with the road here. He skilfully walked around and came to the back mountain of Feihong sect from the path.

The forest behind the mountain of Feihong sect is dense. At this time, the sky is full of stars. There is a curved moon in the sky. The slight moonlight is cast on the earth, adding a bit of mystery to the forest behind the mountain.

”Wuwu...” a burst of owl's chirp came from a distance, and the sound came out a long distance in the silent back mountain.

Although the woods here are dense, there are paths in the woods. Each path is paved with stone slabs. There is a pavilion not far away, and people often walk back and forth here.

”Someone is coming.” Several people quickly hid in a bush and didn't come out until several patrolling Feihong sect disciples passed by.

After walking for more than ten minutes, the woods began to become more dense and quiet. Somehow, Shen Feng suddenly had an ominous feeling and just wanted to go back quickly.

”How far is the demon tower?” Shen Feng asked pan Zhuofei in a deep voice.

”It's halfway up the mountain. Don't worry. It'll be there in a while.” Pan Zhuofei smiled and said.

As soon as the voice fell, 'rustle...', a fine sound came from the trees not far away, which was particularly obvious in the silent woods.

”Who!” Zhang Yongli became alert and looked in the direction of the sound.

A dark shadow crossed the path, ran from the trees on one side to the other, and disappeared directly.

Zhang Yongchang breathed a sigh of relief because it was just a small animal, but before his heart calmed down, a lazy voice came from his ear: ”what are you doing here? Don't you know that outsiders in the back mountain don't allow people to enter casually? ”

This time, not only Zhang Yong, but also Shen Feng frowned, because he didn't notice anyone nearby.

”Is it uncle Qian?” Pan Zhuofei said to the direction of the voice.

When the voice fell, a middle-aged man wearing a gray robe, of medium build and slightly obese came out from behind a big tree with a long sword on his back.