"For the first type of person, they will leave with regrets. For the second type of person, I will give them the answer they want."

While talking, Qiu Shuiqing pressed the mechanism on the stone platform and took out a cone.

Yan Nanfei didn't know the secret and asked subconsciously.

"Is this the peacock feather?"

On the contrary, Cuinong frowned and looked at the peacock feather with a more profound look.

The overall shape of this hidden weapon that has made Peacock Villa last for hundreds of years and has gone through ups and downs and wars is not exaggerated.

From the outside, the "Peacock Feather" is a shining cylinder made of pure gold. There are two hinges on it. When the hinge is pressed, the hidden weapon in the cylinder will fly out.

Perhaps the only thing related to the peacock is that there are several colorful stripes of different colors on the cylinder, just like the feathers of the peacock.

However, Cuinong knew that this peacock feather was an imitation made by later generations.

Almost at the moment she fell into memories, Qiu Shuiqing suddenly turned the peacock feathers around and faced her.

Immediately afterwards, there was a sharp "whoosh" sound in the air, flames burst out from the peacock feathers, and a hidden weapon shot out, hitting Cuinong directly on Cuinong's shoulder like a blunderbuss!

Although the fireworks were indeed bright, a cold light flashed through the fireworks. Qiu Shuiqing screamed, and the right arm holding the peacock feather was knocked away by a sword!

Yan Nanfei's Rose Sword was unsheathed and struck Qiu Shuiqing's neck. At the same time, a thunderous "bang" was heard outside the villa!

Yan Nanfei and Cuinong looked at each other.

Even though Cuinong had an injury on her shoulder, she never begged for mercy. She just looked at Zhuo Yuzhen indifferently, raised her hand and knocked her out, then turned around and left.

When Yan Nanfei saw this, his expression turned slightly gloomy, and he walked out without saying a word.

…………………………

Outside the main hall.

Fu Hongxue and Chen Xuan, one used strong attacks and the other used defensive tactics.

However, before the two could tell the difference, a loud "bang" sound suddenly came from outside the villa.

Then a series of rockets spread out.

Fu Hongxue and Chen Xuan were both startled and looked back quickly, only to find that the owner of the village, Qiu Shuiqing, had disappeared.

Also missing were Qiu Shuiqing's wife Zhuo Yuzhen, Cuinong, Ni Hui and others.

Chen Xuan's heart trembled and he hurriedly said something.

"Let's fight again tomorrow!"

After saying that, his figure flashed out of the square in front of the palace, but he performed a wonderful light skill and disappeared in an instant.

But hearing his clear whistle, he was hundreds of steps away in a moment.

Fu Hongxue frowned, feeling secretly shocked.

He had long seen that Chen Xuan's martial arts was outstanding, but he didn't expect it to be so amazing.

Chen Xuan came to Peacock Villa this time not to fight Fu Hongxue.

He was not familiar with Fu Hongxue, and he was currently worried that the peacock feather would be lost, and he was also worried that Fu Hongxue would be wary and would simply show off his skills to make Fu Hongxue fearful.

His words were full of energy, lingering, flying out in the villa, like a long dragon passing through the sky, and even resounded inside and outside the villa for a while.

As his feet exerted force and he ran faster and faster, the lingering sound became longer and longer.

Fu Hongxue and everyone inside and outside the villa woke up. It was not until the howling gradually faded away that they started talking one after another.

Especially the martial arts people who came from outside the villa added to their worries.

Chen Xuan left one step ahead of schedule, but he didn't know the road, so he was left halfway behind.

Although Fu Hongxue was a little slow, he and Qiu Shuiqing, the owner of Peacock Villa, were close friends, so he naturally rushed to the secret passage in the villa as soon as possible.

Without Ni Hui as his guide, Chen Xuan was scurrying around like a headless fly in the villa.

Seeing that he really couldn't find the way, he was feeling angry. Unexpectedly, he glanced around and saw a familiar figure in a corridor.

"Is it her?"

In the corridor, a slender figure staggered away. Looking at her back, she seemed to be injured, and there were obvious blood marks on her shoulders.

Surprisingly, it was Cui Nong who had entered the village with Fu Hongxue before.

Chen Xuan had no interest in this well-known prostitute. He took a brief look at him and stepped on the roof, planning to leave.

But before leaving, he glanced back unexpectedly.

At this glance, he was surprised to find that Cuinong actually took off a piece of dough from his face.

"This...is this a disguise technique? Isn't she Cuinong?"

Before he could see the woman's face clearly, the woman seemed to realize something and suddenly ran forward a few steps, turned the corner and disappeared.

Chen Xuan jumped up and wanted to chase after him. Unexpectedly, as soon as he jumped into the corridor under the eaves, there was a soft "whoosh" of a long sword behind him.

His heart trembled, he turned around with his bare hands and flicked the sword on its spine.

With his strength, the long sword shook, and even the person who drew the sword staggered back half a step.

"Is it you?"

Looking at the man who drew the sword, Chen Xuan secretly raised his eyebrows.

The man in front of him was wearing a bronze ghost mask and white clothes. He was clearly Gongzi Yu who had met him at Hanshan Temple.

But Chen Xuan is now very sure that he is not Gong Ziyu, because the real Gong Ziyu would not be so weak.

Gong Ziyu is a disciple of [Cang Lang Wudi] Shen Lang, and his strength is at least equal to that of Fu Hongxue. Fu Hongxue's momentum just now was much stronger than this person.

Perhaps realizing that he could not defeat Chen Xuan, the masked man in white jumped out of the way and left quietly.

Chen Xuan originally wanted to pursue him, but then he thought it was better to track down Peacock Ling first.

At the same time, outside the Peacock Villa, countless black-clad and masked killers from the Green Dragon Society were either grappling with hooks or leaping into the courtyard.

With fires everywhere, they entered the Peacock Villa, which has been passed down for three to four hundred years.

Nine-storied courtyards, thirty-six balconies, eighty miles of property, hundreds of lives, and thirty generations of fame were all wiped out in the blink of an eye.
Chapter completed!