C70 (2/2)
”Everyone has their own characteristics when they walk. Some people are obviously not obvious.” ”Ye Wen Han looked at the Ghost Valley and said.” Wang Fu, on the other hand, has a slightly larger left leg than your right leg for every step you take, while your right leg is slightly larger than your left leg. ”
”What if Wang Fu suddenly changed it?” Mo Xi asked doubtfully.
”Habits are hard to change in an instant. From the moment he came out, I had been staring at his steps, so I was sure that he was the Ghost Valley.” Ye Wen said as he stared at Ghost Valley.
Ghost Valley laughed as he clapped his hands, praising, ”Seconds, seconds. Ye Mo Han, the rumors about you in the martial arts world are so mysterious, and I don't think much of you. Seeing you today, you really live up to your reputation, and are much better than your grandfather and Chi Feng. ”
”Then, can Miss Liu remember the past?” ”Ye Mo Han's words changed the subject.” ”Or, can you remember who you gave the kale grass you grew to?”
”I forgot, I forgot. Who could still remember after so many years?”
With that, the Ghost Hollow suddenly jumped five zhang away. The speed of its movement was so fast that it actually wasn't any slower than Monkey Shadow.
”After so many years, you actually dabbled in Qing Gong?” Chi Feng quickly got up and gave chase.
Of course, Ye Mo Han wouldn't just stand by and watch the Ghost Valley run. The more they ran, the more it proved that Ye Mo could still remember what had happened before. At the very least, it meant that he was in cahoots with the Jade Pavilion. Thinking about how Mo Yunfan managed to recruit such an extraordinary person, who could also be a member of the Jade Pavilion, Ye Mo Han felt a wave of fear.
After passing through the third courtyard, Ye Han had already surpassed Chi Feng, but he had already disappeared without a trace. There were many courtyards and buildings, so it was very easy to hide a person. Ye Mo Han looked around and saw that no one had shown any signs of entering any of the houses. Ghost valleys' qinggong was really that high, could they shake Ye Mo off in such a short period of time? Even the so-called number one martial arts expert, Monkey Shadow, could not lose him that quickly. Therefore, Ye Wen was certain that the Ghost Valley Zi was in one of the rooms in this courtyard.
”This old thing's legs are really nimble.” Chi Feng chased up and cursed.
”Ah!”
It was a man's scream.
Ye Mo Han and Chi Feng immediately rushed towards the house where the voice came from. Ye Mo Han's palm split the door open. There was a man's corpse on the ground. Was it Wang Zifu or Ghost Valley Zi?
Liang Rufeng, Mo Xiyan, and Liu Yiyi also caught up, along with the shocked Mo Clan members. A group of people bustled towards this room, which was dispersed by Mo Xi's scolding.
”Who died? Wang Fu or Ghost Valley? ” Mo Xi asked as she was checking on the dead man's body. After receiving Wang Fu's answer, Mo Xiyan burst into tears. Wang Fu was Mo Yunfan's trusted aide. When Mo Xi Yan'er was still young, Mo Yunfan had been rather busy. Other than the wet nurse who was in charge of Mo Xi Yan's clothing and food, the rest of the time it was Wang Fu who was coaxing Mo Xi Yan. So many times, Mo Xi Yan had almost treated Wang Fu as her second father. Now that Wang Fu had been killed miserably, how could she not be sad?
The crying Mo Xi Yan was like a helpless child. Ye Mo Han, Good Wind, Liu Yiyi, and Chi Feng tried to persuade her, but it was to no avail.
No matter what kind of relationship it was, it was something that could not be separated from. But what about those who view power as the unparalleled Gongsun Chunqiu? Did these people not have any feelings? If they did, then what made them devour their feelings one step at a time and use any means to gain some benefits?