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It was early in the morning, and the sun and moon were shining together. The lazy sun was still not willing to take over.

Chief Constable Wang Tieniu knocked on the two doors of Mu Tu and Xiong Zifeng's room, "Children, it's time to wake up and eat. Jinling's Soup Dumplings are excellent, it's so cold that it doesn't taste good."

Last night, Wang Yuyan insisted on staying together with Mu Tu. They slept in each other's embrace after a long while, so Xiong Zifeng tactfully found Wang Tieniu's chief constable and slept soundly.

Hearing that, Xiong Zifeng anxiously got off the bed, opened the door and took the bun from Wang Tieniu: "Thank you uncle, you can go back first! I'll call them. "

"Great, at such a young age …" It's better to be young! In a while, remember to find the Lady Boss of the Hundred Scented Temple, Feng She!

As for the key, I'll leave the case to you.

"We still need some people to keep an eye on these martial artists. It's not a good thing to have so many people from the martial arts world all of a sudden. I'm afraid we won't be able to leave without some mistakes." Wang Tieniu patted Xiong Zifeng's shoulder.

"Alright, Uncle." Rest assured! " Xiong Zifeng patted his chest, and almost dropped the steamer on the ground with one hand.

"Don't throw the steamed buns. The soup is broken and the juice has flowed out. It doesn't taste good anymore!" Wang Tieniu nodded, then turned and left.

After Wang Tieniu left, Wang Yuyan slowly pushed open the door and walked out. A pair of bright eyes flashed with a strange light as they glanced at the bun in Xiong Zifeng's hand and Wang Tieniu's disappearing figure that was about to disappear in the courtyard of the Four Clans.

No matter how he looked at it, Xiong Zifeng did not look too good. Hence, he quietly glanced at the room, and spoke to the Wang Yuyan who seemed to be unhappy: "What, you still haven't taken it off?"

"Shh, be careful not to let him hear that. He didn't drink last night, it's good enough that he didn't refuse!" Wang Yuyan played with her hair, she blushed and quickly took the soup dumplings from Xiong Zifeng's hands and closed the door.

It was early in the morning, and the people and the martial artists were mixed in. They only wanted to eat a mouthful of the hot chicken calls, the crispy skin, and the soft, sticky taste of the skin.

Wang Yuyan stopped three times in a single step, and was very resistant to the Hundred Flavors Temple. She held onto Mu Tu's hand tightly, not willing to let go.

"Big Brother Zi Feng, go and ask!" Yuyan and I will wait for you here. " Mu Tu pinched Wang Yuyan's cheeks and shouted to Xiong Zifeng who was walking in front.

"You are the constable, and I am a constable too. My status is not equal!" Xiong Zifeng spread out his hands, and looked at Wang Yuyan with her curved eyes, as though a herd of mud horses was galloping past, speechless.

"Here," Wang Yuyan said as she took out a Tiger Claw Insignia and tossed it to Xiong Zifeng. She had used this infamous system of official identity tokens to the extreme.

Xiong Zifeng took the order badge and helplessly shook his head, seeing that Mu Tu was still smirking at him foolishly, he raised his fist as if showing off, turned around and sighed deeply, then pushed his way into the crowd as if he was resigned to his fate.

"Hey hey hey, young lad, line up!" A Grandma standing at the side, who was holding a bamboo basket, unhappily knocked on Xiong Zifeng's butt with his staff.

"Aiyo, Grandma, I am not buying, I am just looking for the Lady Boss to ask me some questions?" Xiong Zifeng looked at Grandma's wrinkled and white hair, but did not get angry.

"Aren't you looking for the Lady Boss during the opening hours to waste our time?" "Go to the back and line up. Don't worry about your dignity." A man of the martial arts world curled his lips in disdain.

"That's right …" Exactly, this young lad wants to cut in line as a constable, and not let us commoners live, "the surrounding people gradually surrounded Xiong Zifeng, and started to talk back and forth about his unruly behavior.

"Hey hey, everyone, stop waiting. Me will be lining up, line up!" Xiong Zifeng could only gloomily run to the back of the line and lined up again.

Mu Tu blankly looked at Xiong Zifeng's aggrieved back, and was truly speechless. He could only point at Xiong Zifeng who was at the end of the line and said to Wang Yuyan: "Sister Yuyan, wait for me here obediently, don't think too much!"

However, Wang Yuyan remained silent and only held onto Mu Tu's hand tightly. Beans dripped from her eyes and rolled down her cheeks.

"Alright, stop crying. I'll listen to you today when I get the clues, okay? You can do whatever you want! " Mu Tu shook Wang Yuyan's arm as she pulled Wang Yuyan along. She stared deeply into her eyes, and slightly stuck out her tongue to lick her tears.

"Mm …" Wang Yuyan bashfully retracted her arm, and lightly nodded towards Mu Tu. Then, she fiercely hugged Mu Tu, put her lips to the side of his neck and gave him a deep kiss, after which a bright red strawberry fell down.

He then pushed her away and said with a flushed face, "Go quickly and return quickly."

Mu Tu walked two steps forward, patted Xiong Zifeng's shoulder and didn't wait for him to speak. He pointed to Wang Yuyan behind him, and then squeezed through the Hundred Flavors Rampart.

"Child, slow down, slow down. Don't squeeze this child in front, he's so handsome!" The Grandma who had previously knocked on Xiong Zifeng used his staff to make the martial artists in front of him step aside.

"Grandma, he's cutting the queue …" The gangster seemed to be somewhat discontented with the idea of stirring up the emotions of the civilians.

"So what if a child wants to cut in line? "What's wrong?" Grandma slapped the big size man's thigh with his walking stick.

The Jinling City was very tight and fierce, Mu Tu felt that he had been too confident. Fortunately, the Grandma did not hate him, and seeing the big size man crying while rubbing his leg, Mu Tu also felt that his leg was extremely cold.

Taking advantage of the empty space in front, he rushed into the Hundred Flavors Temple to look for Feng She's Lady Boss.

Feng She's wife had been busy the whole morning. His skin under the thin layer of his clothes was covered with a layer of fine sweat, which was extremely uncomfortable to be stuck on his body. Seeing Mu Tu coming in, he hurriedly called him over to the backyard, leaving the front desk to the girls.

"Kid, are you here this morning because of the mission of the Dragon Clan?" Just as she entered the backyard, Feng She hurriedly took off the muslin cloth on his body, and used a handkerchief to wipe off the sweat on his body.

"Mm …" Right now, we need to find the key to the pharmacist tower. I wonder if phoenix part has noticed this situation recently. The key should still be in Jinling City. " Mu Tu turned her body slightly, not daring to look at Feng She's well-developed body.

"phoenix part only focuses on the martial artists that came from the outside world, the rest are still being watched by the Dark Part. These old martial artists have been very calm lately, they shouldn't have taken them away."

Feng She suddenly walked in front of Mu Tu and gave him a handkerchief, "Wipe the back for me, it's very wet and uncomfortable."