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Chapter 4848

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This city was where the aristocratic families resided. News of what had happened here quickly reached the ears of some of the families. In particular, the Wei Clan had sent men to capture Song Er Er. After all, this was the Wei Clan's territory. If they were bullied by outsiders, how could they maintain their foothold in this city?

On the other side, those men had gone to capture Song Mi 'er. At the city gates, Fengjiu, dressed in red, strode in. She hadn't expected the matter to be resolved so smoothly. After all, she'd only gone to the Northern Flame Emperor to try her luck. Even if he wasn't there, she'd still wanted to destroy his lair. She hadn't expected that the Northern Flame Emperor hadn't gone somewhere else to recuperate. Instead, he'd stayed on the Immortal Island.

After dealing with a formidable opponent, she felt inexplicably relaxed and happy. As for the remaining three, there was no rush. She would take it one step at a time. It was only a matter of time before she dealt with them.

Feng Jiu walked down the street and arrived at the inn. Just as she was about to enter, the innkeeper of the inn came out to greet her anxiously.

"Aiya, Young Miss, you're finally back."

Fengjiu raised an eyebrow. "What's wrong? Did something happen? "

"The young lady who came with you is in big trouble. I heard from the guests in the inn that the young lady somehow offended the Wei Clan. She's now being surrounded by the Wei Clan at the Western Main Street! I heard that the Wei Clan's people threatened to break that young lady's legs and even said that they would stew that little pet to eat! "

Hearing this, Fengjiu's lips curled into a smile. "I see. Thank you for telling me." She nodded at him. "Which way is the closest to the Western Main Street?"

"Go straight down this street, then turn left. Go straight for another two hundred meters and then turn right." The innkeeper said, then looked at her with some hesitation. "Young Miss, you're not thinking of going alone, are you? If you go alone, remember not to clash with the Wei Clan again. "

"I know. Innkeeper, tell the waiter to prepare some water for me to take a bath! We'll be back in a while. "Fengjiu chuckled and walked towards the street the shopkeeper had pointed out.

When the shopkeeper saw this, he paused for a moment before shouting, "Waiter, quickly boil some water and bring it to the innermost guest room on the second floor." Judging from the aura of this red-clothed woman, she should have an extraordinary background. Perhaps nothing bad would happen to her.

On West Street, Song Mi 'er hugged Tun Yun and looked at the people surrounding her. She frowned and said, "How dare you! What are you trying to do in broad daylight?! "

"Hmph! 'Stupid girl!' I think you won't shed tears until you see the coffin! " The middle-aged man snorted coldly and stared at Song Mi'er, waving his hand: "Capture her!"

"Come and try it!" Song Mi'er glared. She waved her hand and the frying pan appeared in her hand again.

When the middle-aged man saw the frying pan in her hand, he recalled the scene from before, and his eyes burned with passion. "Capture her! Capture her for me! "

The frying pan that could change its size should be an immortal artifact. It could be used to cook food and also as a weapon for self-defense. Such a treasure was very suitable for a chef like him.

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