"Could it be that Lord Momoi wants to follow the Mitsui family's plan?"

Antani Goro couldn't help asking.

Momoi Hachiro looked at him coldly: "If it were the past, I would definitely follow the Mitsui family's plan, but through my understanding of the capital these days, I still follow my own plan. The Mitsui family and us are just employed, and they have no right to order us!"

"clear!"

Antani Goro and others nodded in unison.

And in a communication car hidden in the darkness of the capital, a group of people were busy.

"Impossible, how could he disappear suddenly?"

"Yes, this is incredible."

"This is the ninth time, right?"

...

Some people kept making surprised sounds, looking surprised.

"Dance! Where are you here?"

The dragon girl asked, and it was Ye Qingwu in front of him.

Ye Qingwu shook her head: "It's useless. He is just like Ye Zi, and his whereabouts cannot be captured at all."

"this……"

The dragon girl looked disappointed.

Although Long Yan did not take action against Momoi Hachiro, he still paid attention to him and conducted a comprehensive investigation of him.

After all, as long as Momoi Hachiro is in the capital, it is the greatest danger.

Although he just challenged all the masters, he did not kill or destroy anything.

But the more this happens, the potential threat will become greater and greater.

It makes people have to be careful.

"It's been several days since Momoi Hachiro appears frequently, but we still cannot lock in his whereabouts."

The dragon girl's eyes were filled with sorrow, and she was even a little at a loss.

Not only her, Ye Qingwu also looked melancholy and had dark circles. She has been very tired these days.

Suddenly, Ye Qingwu's eyes lit up.

"By the way, I seem to have a way!"

Ye Qingwu smiled.

"You have a way?"

Dragon Girl asked.

"Yeah, I have a way, but I can only give it a try. Dragon Girl, I'll leave first."

Ye Qingwu left a word and left in a hurry.

...

It fell into tranquility in the village far away in the Western Shu area.

The village seemed to have the lively atmosphere just now, and it was destined to be a wonderful night.

At three or four in the morning, when everyone was still asleep, Ye Chenfeng woke up.

The moonlight is bright, reflecting the quiet and peaceful atmosphere of the village.

In such an environment, Ye Chenfeng's heart is very quiet.

A person wanders silently in the village, feeling happy both physically and mentally.

"Um?"

"Is there anyone so late? Could it be the God of Baccarat?"

Ye Chenfeng murmured to himself curiously, that tonight he had been wondering why the God of Baccarat did not appear.

"Go and have a look!"

The next second, Ye Chenfeng had already appeared outside the village.

The scenery here is beautiful, like a fairyland outside the world.

Not far away, there was a figure posing in various strange poses.

I saw his legs bent slightly and his body poked forward, especially the part of his head was swaying like a snake.

"Shit..."

Even Ye Chenfeng heard the sound of snakes spitting out their cores.

"Hiss..."

The next moment, a white mist blew out of the mouth of the Baccarat.

Soon his whole body was wrapped in white air, and the mist was filled with mist, making the God of Baccarat look like a god.

"A curious breathing method..."

Seeing this scene in front of him, Ye Chenfeng's eyes suddenly lit up.

Although Ye Chenfeng had been exposed to the special breathing method of the Wolf King before, the breathing method used by Jiu Shen at this moment is another wonderful thing.

Ye Chenfeng actually had an urge to learn this breathing method in his heart.

The God of Baccarat seemed to sense Ye Chenfeng's heart, and he used this snake's breathing method to breathe and breathe again.

Moreover, this time, Baccarat was completely slow motion, and Ye Chenfeng could clearly feel the changes in the breath of Baccarat.

Feeling the changes in the breath of the God of Baccarat, Ye Chenfeng tried to use this breathing method.

...

Perhaps because Ye Chenfeng had learned the Wolf King's breathing method before, he learned the breathing method of the Baccarat very fast.

"Shit..."

After more than ten minutes, Ye Chenfeng's mouth could already burst out white air as thin as a gossip.

Although it would not spit out a large piece of white mist at once like the God of Baccarat, it was enough for Ye Chenfeng.

If you practice more in the future, you will not dream to reach the level of Baccarat.

It seemed as if after practicing this breathing method several times, Ye Chenfeng only felt that his mind was transparent, which was an indescribable wonderful feeling.

"boom!"

The next moment, Ye Chenfeng aimed at a tree and used breathing method.

When a trace of white air squirts out, it touches the trees.

A terrifying scene happened, first with a dull sound, then with a "click" sound, the whole tree broke.

"I'll go!"

Even Ye Chenfeng was shocked by the scene in front of him. He actually breathed for a while and had such power.

If you reach the level of the God of Baccarat, killing people a hundred meters or even a thousand meters is easy.

A tree broke and caused a lot of noise, but Ye Chenfeng understood that the God of Wine had discovered him a long time ago, and he deliberately taught him the breathing method.

So he didn't care.

"General's Wine..."

When Ye Chenfeng turned his eyes to the God of Baccarat again, the God of Baccarat recited poems and poured wine in big mouthfuls.

Suddenly, the God of Baccarat staggered and fell into the slanting thorn...

"ah?"

Ye Chenfeng's heart suddenly tightened and he almost exclaimed in surprise.

"boom!"

But then a violent wind swept over, as if it was about to overturn people.

The body of Dionysus stopped the moment it fell, and then rose up in an incredible posture.

Another strong wind swept over...

The God of Baccarat staggered again, and his pace turned again, and the strong wind gathered around him.

"This is……"

Ye Chenfeng's eyes suddenly lit up and he instantly reacted.

The God of Baccarat is teaching martial arts!

Seeing the God of Baccarat staggering as if he was about to fall, Ye Chenfeng thought of the unique skill of "Drunk Fist".
To be continued...