You act stupid and I act crazy, let's be ancestors together

"I...I don't know."

Facing Fan Tong's question, Yu Qingyuan shook her head and replied: "Every time we met, he was wearing a mask. I didn't know how to contact him. Every time, it was that person..."

Yu Qingyuan had just said half of his words when blood suddenly flowed from the corner of his mouth. In an instant, he collapsed, his hands hanging limply, and he became motionless in an instant.

Seeing this scene, everyone present was shocked, especially the two guards who were holding Yu Qingyuan. They clearly didn't even use any strength and didn't understand why this man suddenly disappeared.

"What's going on? Is this medicine poisonous?" Old Man Zhou asked Jiang Si while taking Yu's pulse.

Just as Jiang Si was about to answer, she heard a familiar voice behind her.

"Good trick, now that you are here, come down!"

Que Feibai stood up at some point and walked to the center of the yard, his eyes falling on a big tree in the outer courtyard.

There was a slight noise coming from the top of a big tree, and Que Feibai immediately flew up. When Que Feibai approached the top of the big tree, several hidden weapons were fired at him rapidly.

Such a close distance and high in the sky made everyone very worried.

But who is Que Feibai? His title of being the best in the world is not just talk. He did not dodge at all. In just a blink of an eye, those hidden weapons stopped in front of him and were arranged in an orderly manner.

Que Feibai waved his hand lightly, and the hidden weapons immediately changed direction and flew back to where they came from.

A middle-aged man in emerald green clothes flew out from the top of a big tree and stood with Que Feibai, looking like a couple.

This man was dressed in the same color as the leaves, no wonder he could hide so well.

"Boy, you are good at kung fu, why don't you live a good life?"

The middle-aged man had a fierce look on his face, and his face was even more ferocious when he said harsh words. However, as soon as he finished speaking, he fell to the ground.

Que Feibai was holding a branch in his hand, the top of which was bright red. The moment the middle-aged man fell to the ground, the bright red on the branch had just dripped off, which showed how fast he drew his sword.

"Is this what the legendary handsomeness lasts only three seconds?" Jiang Si murmured softly.

The middle-aged man knelt on the ground with one foot, holding the bloody hole on his shoulder, pointing at Que Feibai in the air and roaring: "You kid have no martial ethics."

As soon as he finished speaking, the middle-aged man was about to fly up and fight with Que Feibai for another three hundred rounds, when a long sword was placed on his neck.

Que Feibai slowly landed, threw the branch in his hand away, glanced at Jian Yi, and said to the middle-aged man: "Let's fight, why bother talking so much nonsense? Besides, I'm not going to compete with you, what martial ethics do you need?"

The middle-aged man was speechless. Jian Yi immediately gave an order and asked two secret guards to take the man to the yard.

After Que Feibai and the secret guards took the middle-aged man away, Jian Yi smiled with all his might. He walked to the big tree, pulled out the branch that pierced through the tree, and treasured it very much.

Keep it, this is the branch used by Senior Que.

Just when Que Feibai and others were escorting the people back, Old Man Zhou also found out the cause of Yu Qingyuan's death. He pulled out a finger-long needle from her neck, and the blood on it had turned black.

Old man Zhou smelled it and his face changed instantly.

"Attracted by hundreds of insects, no wonder he died instantly."

"Hundred Insect Attraction?"

Hearing these three words, Fan Zhirong and Que Feibai felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy, and their faces looked extremely ugly.

Looking at the appearance of these three people, Jiang Si became very curious. It seemed that this thing had a great origin.

"Are you from the Valley of Withered Souls?" Que Feibai's voice was cold, and when he looked at the middle-aged man again, his eyes were filled with murderous intent.

Upon hearing this, the two secret guards who were escorting the middle-aged man suddenly changed their expressions, as if they had seen a ghost, and their hands that were holding him were shaking.

"White-haired boy, I was careless just now. If you have the guts, let me go and fight again." The middle-aged man bared his teeth and shouted at Que Feibai.

Que Feibai raised a wicked smile, and he looked like a completely different person from the sunny young man before. "Lao? Who are you, Lao? You two let him go."

After hearing Que Feibai's words, the two secret guards did not move. How could they dare to let Fan Zhirong go unless he spoke?

Seeing that they were indifferent, Que Feibai simply flicked his sleeves and used his internal force to blow the two men away. He controlled the strength and the two secret guards were not injured.

The middle-aged man was freed from his restraints and immediately flew over the wall. He smiled provocatively at Que Feibai in mid-air, "Fool, just let me go if I tell you to."

Que Feibai took off from the spot and blocked the man in an instant, still smiling evilly, "I held back just now."

As soon as he finished speaking, Que Feibai made his move. In an instant, the whole Fan Mansion was filled with the screams of a middle-aged man like a pig being slaughtered.

"Hiss~ He's so cruel, it seems that the old guy has a grudge against that Valley of Withered Souls!" Jiang Si looked up at Que Feibai's actions. Is he going to break that man's bones?

Fan Tong nodded in agreement and was about to speak when a voice beside him spoke faster than his.

"Not only that, this Withered Soul Valley has a grudge against the entire martial arts world and the dynasty."

Old man Zhou put the long needle he had taken from Yu Qingyuan's neck into a bamboo tube. He wanted to keep it for future use. He had wanted to find it to study before, but he never had the chance.

After listening to Old Man Zhou's explanation, Jiang Si and the others had a flash of shock in their eyes.

"Then this Valley of Withered Souls is quite powerful. It's still standing despite having so many enemies." Jiang Si's words were sincere praise.

"They are not that powerful, but they occupy a unique geographical location. The valley is filled with miasma all year round and surrounded by poisonous fog, making it easy to defend but difficult to attack. The imperial court and the martial arts alliance have launched several encirclement and suppression operations but were helpless against the miasma." Old man Zhou explained.

"Then what did this Withered Soul Valley do to anger God and the people, causing the entire martial arts world and even the court to hate it?" Fan Tong suddenly asked.

As soon as he said this, Old Man Zhou looked at him differently. This kid was really pretending to be stupid before!

Sensing the look in Old Man Zhou's eyes, Fan Tong realized what he had done. He immediately shrank behind his wife in embarrassment, avoiding Old Man Zhou's gaze.

Facing Fan Tong's question, Old Man Zhou waved his hand and replied with a sad look, "These are all old things, let's not talk about them."

After saying this, Old Man Zhou quickly stepped forward, put his hand on Fan Tong's wrist and took his pulse.

"Old Zhou, what's wrong with you?" Fan Tong was puzzled. Why did he suddenly take his pulse?

"Shut up!" Old Man Zhou shouted. Seeing that Fan Tong stopped talking, he said, "Yu said that drugs were put in your food. How come I, an old man, didn't find out about it for so many years?"

"Sigh~"

Old man Zhou continued to feel the patient's pulse, and a sudden sound startled both Jiang Si and Fan Tong.

No way? There's no problem, right?

"What's wrong? Could this stupid dog really be poisoned?" Jiang Si was very nervous and looked at Old Man Zhou with a serious face.

"His pulse is normal, but..." Old man Zhou paused, looked left and right, his eyes moving back and forth between the young couple.

"No, just say what you want to say. Who are you trying to scare to death with your heavy breathing?" Fan Tong was also a little nervous. Although he didn't feel anything unusual about himself, who would feel good when a doctor hesitates in front of you?

"It's just that I have a hot temper." Old man Zhou rolled his eyes and continued to complain: "I say, kid, you are still so hot-tempered even though you have married a wife. You should relax a little, understand?"