Flying Dust - Chapter 40-2
Flying Dust [Fei Chen]
Chapter 40.2
“Humph….” Li Bilian lifted her sleeve up, Mo Fei Chen stared and realized that the veins on her arm were already black, as if she had been poisoned, “That day when we entered the earth tomb, the lamp lit by Wen Qian Liu contained his exclusive poison, ‘subtle (secret) fragrance medicinal powder’. My husband and I were poisoned with this kind of poison so it was impossible for us to continue our internal energy training and if we want to save our lives, we have to eventually go to him.”
Swallowing his saliva, Mo Fei Chen was horrified. Is the person Li Bilian was talking about really Wen Qian Liu? The biggest reason he didn’t want to believe this was because of Lu Qingmo, a person like Lu Qingmo, the one he admired so much in his heart, how could that person possibly be a despicable nasty person?
There must be a mistake somewhere, it must be it…
“It’s okay even if you don’t believe me. I know that no one will believe me no matter what I say, but if I had never said it, I wouldn’t have had the face to see my husband even if I had gone to the nether world.” Li Bilian’s tears falling like rain.
At this moment, a flash of sword light penetrated her body as Mo Fei Chen reached out to hold her.
“Who!” Don’t tell me it’s Wen Qian Liu? Impossible, he is in the manor entertaining the guests!
Mo Fei Chen looked around, ‘Not good there is more than one person who comes!’
There were several dark figures leaning on the trees around the forest, but suddenly a net fell quickly overhead.
Mo Fei Chen used his sword Qi to break the net, but the net was as thin as air and attached to his sword Qi. As soon as Mo Fei Chen withdrew his sword Qi, the net returned to his body and instantly clung to him, unable to tear it away.
A woman figure appeared, none other than Leng Yufang, the Vice Leader of Jing Shui Sect.
Mo Fei Chen was about to use his sword qi again when Leng Yu Fang pulled it out to her hand, the strings closed in at once, “Mo Fei Chen, it would be better if you do not struggle anymore. If you try harder, the strings will strangle into your body. By then, He Yunfeng will not even recognise who you are when he sees your corpse.”
At that exact moment, his arms and legs tied tightly so he was unable to move. Leng Yufang then clicked his acupuncture points all around his body with a snap of her fingers.
“What the hell do you want with me? Why did you catch me? I have no enmity with Jing Shui Sect, that time, if I was not the one who blocked Wu Liang Chanshi’s sword, you would have met your maker already.”
“That’s right, what you said is right.” Leng Yufang touched his head as if he was soothing a little child, “You just help me once more this time, without you…” I am afraid that Jun Wushuang would vent his anger on Wen Xin who already didn’t have any power or ability to defend himself.
Mo Fei Chen still wanted to shout but Leng Yufang tapped his silent point and carried him on her shoulders. She hurriedly ran out of the forest and threw him into a horse drawn carriage, an incense burner stick was burning inside the carriage and the smoke was wavering so gently that he soon fell into heavy sleep.
By this time, the dinner banquet was half over and Lu Qingmo felt that the entire dinner was thoroughly a nuisance, so he took the wine bottle and quietly left the place.
Coming to Mo Fei Chen’s room and seeing that the door was slightly open, he went in and saw that the table was full of food; however the person hadn’t even eaten any bites of it.
The lingering fragrance of osmanthus flowers lingered in the room, Lu Qingmo frowned. He shouted “Oh no!” in his heart and rushed out.
Unfortunately, the sky was so big that he could only choose a random direction to chase him.
He Yunfeng returned and didn’t see Mo Fei Chen. In an instant, he threw the whole meal on the table onto the floor, even Wen Qian Liu who came after him, was stunned. He Yunfeng who had always been calm, when had he ever seen him so angry?
Lu Qingmo rushed back early in the morning and told He Yunfeng that he was unable to chase anything.
“Who, who could have taken him?” Wen Qian Liu also looked confused, “Could it be that Li Bilian?”
At this moment, a disciple came in and reported that he had found Li Bilian’s corpse in the forest near the mountain manor.
When Lu Qingmo and He Yunfeng rushed over, it seemed that Li Bilian had been dead for a long time and had been pierced through with a sword.
It was impossible to tell which sword had done it, as it was only a sword move.
He Yunfeng tilted his head and looked around, then suddenly leapt up to the top of the tree and said to Lu Qingmo under the tree, “It looks like someone has been hiding at the top of this tree.”
Lu Qingmo’s toes scraped across the sandy ground, “It also looks like someone struggled here, Fei Chen didn’t even seem to have a chance to use his sword Qi, either that or his opponent is extremely skilled…”
“Either that or he is trapped by a net made of blood cicada strings.” He Yunfeng stretched his arm and plucked a small piece of cicada silk from between the leaves, “Apart from being my disciple, Fei Chen has no status in Jiang Hu, nor has he ever provoked anyone.”
Lu Qingmo lowered his head and frowned severally, “It sounds like the person who took him away has used hard-earned capital.”
Mo Fei Chen’s disappearance was not widely publicised by He Yunfeng, if the other party had intended to hide him, he would not have been able to find him even if the entire martial artists had helped to find him.
Lu Qingmo pushed open the door to a room. A man in brocade was arranging his sleeves in front of a bronze mirror, the half-mask on his face looking particularly cold.
“Lu Xiong, although I know that you have always been rude. However, to enter the room of a guest in the manor like this, I am afraid that Wen Manor Leader would not be happy about it.” Jun Wushuang’s lips pursed into a slight curve, graceful but no smile could be seen from it.
Lu Qingmo did not say anything, but merely watched his expression attentively while tilting his head.
