The little cousin of the group is actually a genius in cultivating immortals

Later, Yan Mu found Zhao Wenting who had fainted in Wenyuan Pavilion, and notified people to send him to the hospital immediately.

"Master, everything you have now has been achieved with great difficulty. Pei Ming has seen it all. Are you sure you want to stick to this decision?"

Yan Mu was carrying the lunch box sent by the housekeeper. As soon as he walked into the ward, he saw Pei Ming discussing something with Zhao Wenting with a strange look on his face. It was a rare case that he saw Pei Ming talking so much at once.

"What's wrong? Did something happen? Butler Ding has brought the food." After saying that, Yan Mu spread the food out layer by layer on the bedside table, and immediately the aroma of the food wafted into the air.

Zhao Wenting didn't know how much Yan Mu had heard. He stared at Yan Mu thoughtfully and asked, "Yan Mu, when you mentioned taking a vacation to me last time, you were planning to go into the Void Realm alone to find Mo Mo, right?"

"really……"

Yan Mu smiled faintly, "Nothing can escape the young master's eyes."

"Yes, my sister's child was born safely. Going to find Mo Mo is what I should do as a brother, but I delayed it..." When he said this, Yan Mu lowered his head and his voice became softer.

"It's okay. None of us expected that she would be gone for such a long time. It was her own decision to go alone. Now the affairs of the Superpower Bureau have been almost sorted out. I'll go with you." As if seeing through Yan Mu's thoughts, Zhao Wenting smiled and comforted him, and very naturally stated that he wanted to go too.

"Master..."

Yan Mu was shocked by Zhao Wenting's decision!

"But, the Ability Bureau needs you..." Yan Mu looked at him with some concern. After all, the Liang Family Army incident taught everyone a lesson. The calmer the surface, the more turbulent things may be in secret. "Besides, you just took over the Ability Bureau not long ago."

"Don't worry, I trust my brother." Zhao Wenting's meaning was very clear. He wanted Zhao Wenbin to manage the Superpower Bureau on his behalf.

"Then I'll go too!" Pei Ming's face finally showed some personal emotions, and he spoke angrily.

"You can't. You have to stay and be responsible for helping your brother take care of the household." Zhao Wenting immediately refused with a cold face.

"No, why can Yan Mu go?" Pei Ming was full of reluctance.

"Just because he is Mo Mo's brother."

"..."

The air suddenly became quiet and the atmosphere was slightly awkward.

"Young Master, let's eat first. I will prepare everything for departure and I will inform you when the exact time is out." Yan Mu asked Zhao Wenting to eat, trying to change the subject.

Yan Mu was not surprised at all that Zhao Wenting was so determined to find Mo Mo. He knew that as long as Mo Mo hadn't come back, this day would come sooner or later. What puzzled him was why Zhao Wenting fainted in Wenyuan Pavilion. Was there any connection between this incident and his decision today?

However, just when Yan Mu planned his trip and was about to leave the night before, Zhao Wenting disappeared.

The cold moonlight shone through the rusty windows. Behind the rusty iron door, a man with a pale face and weak breathing lay limply on the ground.

"You're so stubborn, aren't you capable?"

The big man grabbed Zhao Wenting's hands and threw him back to the ground heavily.

"You were quite capable just now, weren't you? Get up, kid!"

The 1.9-meter-tall man who had fought with Zhao Wenting earlier took advantage of the fact that Zhao Wenting was fascinated by the special ether and punched and kicked him. Then he kicked Zhao Wenting hard in the stomach.

Another person nearby couldn't stand it anymore and said, "Old Huang, that's enough. The master didn't give us a death order."

The man then left cursing.

Zhao Wenting held his aching stomach. He felt as if his whole body was about to fall apart in pain, and he curled up in his body.

He really couldn't imagine who had the guts to kidnap him, and looking at the skills of these two men, they were more powerful than many masters of the Superpower Bureau.

[Could it be the legendary 'assassination organization'? ]

“Da Da——!”

“Da Da——!”

I don’t know how long I lay on the ground in pain. I heard footsteps in the dark. Zhao Wenting lay there with a stiff back, and his eyes immediately became alert.

He secretly tried it, and the effect of ether made him completely powerless, and he couldn't even use the spiritual energy in his body. It seemed to be a specially made medicine. This also confirmed his initial guess. Recently, there was a rumor on the market that there was an "assassination organization" that used various means to assassinate people with special abilities.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer. Zhao Wenting pretended to be unconscious, lowered his head and closed his eyes.

"Don't pretend. I know you are awake. After all, this is just the potion." The man's voice was deep and powerful. He stretched out a hand and lifted Zhao Wenting from the ground, then threw him heavily onto a broken wooden bench.

Zhao Wenting glared at him with his head tilted.

This was a man wearing a mask. He was tall and handsome, and the clothes he wore showed that he was not an ordinary person. He smiled and said, "Mr. 'Nameless', I didn't expect that we would meet under such circumstances."

The man behind the mask froze! He didn't seem to expect Zhao Wenting to know about him.

"What? Do you know me?"

"I don't know him, but I've heard of him." Zhao Wenting looked at him indifferently, his thoughts racing. He remembered the agreement he had reached with Song Tianjiao to find out his identity, but he didn't expect this man to take action so quickly.

"Tell me, what is your purpose in bringing me here?"

"Look around you carefully again. Do you really... don't remember?" the man said, slowly spreading out his hands.

Zhao Wenting looked around in confusion.

"Pa-ta-!"

Suddenly, all the lights around were turned on one by one, and the originally dark surroundings instantly became brightly lit.

It turned out to be an abandoned amusement park with a carousel, a pirate ship, an ice cream cart, and a huge Ferris wheel overhead.

"What is this place? Why did you bring me here?" Zhao Wenting frowned slightly, his eyes filled with indifference. In his impression, his childhood had nothing to do with all of this, only endless training and going out for experience.

"Give me another good look!"

The man walked forward, stretched out his hand to hold Zhao Wenting's face, and forced him to turn his head to look at these dilapidated, rusty and abandoned facilities. Zhao Wenting glared at him angrily, "Are you sick? If you are sick, go get treatment as soon as possible! I don't have time to waste time with you here!"

Tomorrow, Ke still had to set out to the Void Realm to find Mo Mo. After much difficulty, he had taken care of everything at the Supernatural Power Bureau, and he could finally go find her.

"Snapped--!"

A crisp slap landed on Zhao Wenting's face.

He looked at him in disbelief!

The burning pain on his face made his lips tremble slightly. The man wanted to slap him again, and raised his hand high in the air, but then gave up and let it fall.

"boom--!"

The man kicked the already worn wooden stool, breaking the legs. Zhao Wenting fell to the ground along with the stool. He could only look up at the man's departing back in a very strange posture.

"Who are you? Have we met before?" Zhao Wenting shouted at the top of his voice. The man paused for a moment and did not look back.

"One day, you'll remember it."