Half-mountain mist and rain cross the rivers and lakes

Everyone walked up the mountain in a mighty way, but they met Cheng Mufeng halfway up the mountain.

Originally, he thought about some questioning words, but Cheng Mufeng didn't even bother to listen, and killed him with his sword in his backhand.

All sects have already built up a lot of anger against Cheng Mufeng, and because of Ye Lanshan's face, they have been holding back.

However, today is different, without the support of Yunchabao, Cheng Mufeng will not be the opponent of so many people anyway.

Sure enough, after a few hundred moves, Cheng Mufeng's figure began to become a little sluggish, obviously a little physically weak.

Seeing this scene, everyone became even more motivated to fight and became more courageous as they fought. They all wished that Cheng Mufeng could be captured alive with their own hands.

Seeing that the momentum was not good, Cheng Mufeng turned around as if he wanted to kill him, but he was still stabbed in the arm, and the blood of his heart immediately stained his entire sleeve red.

Just when everyone rushed forward to grab the lead, more than a dozen fog bombs exploded around them.

For a while, yellow smoke was everywhere, and there was a pungent sour smell in the air, which made everyone cough repeatedly.

Dozens of men in black attacked from all around, protecting Cheng Mufeng and retreating.

"Don't let Cheng run away!" Someone in the crowd shouted.

"Protect the Young Palace Master and leave first!" the leader of the man in black ordered, with a voice so loud that everyone around could hear it clearly.

Young Palace Master, Cheng Mufeng is indeed the leader of these people!

The man in black led Cheng Mufeng to the secret passage behind the mountain, walked in for a while, and turned a corner to a large underground palace.

Someone had already prepared bandages and hemostatic medicine to treat the wound on Cheng Mufeng's arm.

The wound was not deep, but it was very long. Fortunately, no tendons and bones were injured, only some blood was shed.

"Young Palace Master." A subordinate came in from outside the door.

"What's going on outside?" Cheng Mufeng raised his eyes and asked.

"Back to Young Palace Master, those people have all gone back, but..." the man in black said hesitantly, "Master Fang has been standing at the foot of the back mountain for several hours."

"What?" Cheng Mufeng was taken aback, "Standing all the time?"

"Yes." The man in black replied, "The housekeeper of the Zhou Mansion sent someone to tell his subordinates that Young Master Fang didn't make a fuss about coming back, but just kept begging the housekeeper to let him stay there for a while."

"Is there anyone outside?" Cheng Mufeng asked.

"It's gone. The people in Shushan chased after them and told them that they hadn't found any trace of us, so they all went back for a while."

Cheng Mufeng sighed, changed into clean clothes, and walked out from the secret passage.

After walking for a short time, I saw a child riding a horse looking up the mountain. Although he was wearing a thick sable fur, his nose was still red from the cold.

This little fool.Cheng Mufeng smiled wryly, and flew towards him.

"Mu Feng!" Fang Xu was overjoyed, jumped off his horse and threw himself into his arms.

Uncle Zhou walked forward knowingly, getting a little further away from the two of them.

"I said I'll be fine, why are you still standing here?" Cheng Mufeng frowned and complained.

"There are so many of them, I just want to take a look here and see if you're okay before I leave." Fang Xu didn't dare to look up, "I, I'll leave now."

"I didn't drive you away." Cheng Mufeng said softly, "Okay, after this matter is over, I will go to propose marriage. You should stay at home for a while, huh?"

Seeing the child nodding, Cheng Mufeng bowed his head and kissed him, and carried him onto the horse: "I sent someone to protect you, be careful all the way."

Fang Xu responded, and finally turned around and headed north.

Fang Xu, who returned to Star Curtain City, would often lie on the window sill and stare at the south in a daze.

The news from outside spread wildly, and some of them also spread to the Zhou Mansion.

It is said that after Cheng Mufeng was expelled from the school by Ye Lanshan, he became more and more arrogant and lawless.

When various sects surrounded him, Cheng Mufeng was seriously injured and should have been captured, but unexpectedly dozens of men in black killed him halfway and rescued him.

So far, the whole Baidao has completely seen the relationship between Cheng Mufeng and the man in black.

The servant in Yuncha castle accidentally leaked that those men in black were all trained by Duan Xing, and their martial arts were extremely high. Unexpectedly, they were all taken away by Cheng Mufeng halfway. He was expelled from the division.

"Why didn't the Lord of the Night Castle capture this villain with his own hands?" Someone interjected.

"I can't afford to lose face." The boy snickered, "I have accepted such an apprentice in this life, and he is still a traitor. Where will I put my face after it gets out?"Moreover, it is said that the castle master still has some control in Cheng Mufeng's hands, so he can only be expelled from the sect, and he is pure if he is out of sight. "

"That's it." Everyone was stunned.

For a while, Cheng Mufeng became the leader of everyone, and his status in the eyes of the Baidao people was almost as high as that of the leader of the Demon Cult back then.

The rivers and lakes have been quiet for more than ten years, and now there is finally a major event, so the exchanges between the various sects have become extremely close, and they will gather almost every few days to discuss how to attack Cheng Mufeng.

Although there are not many people under Cheng Mufeng's command, they are evil sects with powerful martial arts. Moreover, Luotang Mountain is easy to defend and difficult to attack, and there are some gossip formations at the entrance, so the whole Baidao tried to attack the mountain several times, but they all failed. .

The more times the two sides confronted each other, it seemed that Cheng Mufeng was a little annoyed, so one or two people from each sect would disappear every now and then, and occasionally there would be some blood stains in the room.

So rumors spread in the world that the reason why Cheng Mufeng's martial arts is so high at such a young age is all due to his evil ways.

Some say that he sucks people's internal strength, some say that he sucks people's blood, and what's more, they say that he practices kung fu by sucking people's essence.

"Pfft..." Fang Xu's father, Zhou Zi, heard the rumor while drinking tea, and immediately burst out laughing, spraying a sip of tea on his own relative.

Xi Tengli didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and reached out to wipe off the tea on her body.

"I can't hold back." Zhou Zi wiped the tea off Xi Tengli's face while shaking his head with emotion, "This is too outrageous, it's not a ten thousand year vixen, and it sucks people's energy!"

"It's probably made up by Ziyue again." Xi Tengli shook his head helplessly, "I don't know how Xiaofeng is doing now."

"Young master, why are you standing here?" The butler's voice came from outside the house, "You didn't come in? Why did you leave?"

Zhou Zi and Xi Tengli hurried out of the room, and saw Fang Xu running back, chasing after him and grabbing him. The child's eyes were red, and he kept his mouth shut and said nothing.

Xi Tengli gave Zhou Zi a hard look—telling you to talk nonsense!

Zhou Zi had no choice but to hold his son in his arms: "Good boy, it's fine."

"I want to go to him." Fang Xu said in a nasal voice, pulling on Zhou Zi's sleeve and begging, "He must be suffering now, I'm going to accompany him."

"No!" Zhou Zi refused straight away, "Why are you so ignorant! Don't go!"

Fang Xu wiped away tears and stood there without speaking.

"Go back to your room!" Xi Tengli looked at Zhou Zi with disgust—why are you so fierce!Didn't you see your son suffering?

Zhou Zi rubbed his nose and took the initiative to retreat. He was not very good at coaxing children.

"Father." Fang Xu hugged Xi Tengli aggrievedly.

"Xiao Xu is good." Xi Tengli patted him on the head and led him back to the room.

Zhou Zi walked halfway and then turned back, secretly lying on the door to listen.

In the room, the child's voice was full of crying, Zhou Zi scratched the wall in a bad mood - his precious son hadn't cried for a long time!

"Xiaofeng's martial arts are so high, and there are so many people protecting him in secret, nothing will happen." Xi Tengli's voice was gentle and soft, "I always treat him as my own family, if this time he will be in danger, Not to mention you, I will not agree."

"I just want to be with him and not make trouble." Fang Xu didn't give up.

"Only when you stay by Dad's side can he not be distracted and can concentrate on dealing with problems." Xi Tengli stroked his hair, "When you grow up, Dad won't force you, but you have to think before doing things." Know the consequences, if you just run over like this, in case you encounter an ambush, in case someone kidnaps and threatens him, what should you do then?"

Fang Xu lowered his head and stopped talking.

Xi Tengli smiled, and let the child lean into her arms: "Hey, after these things are over, we will wait for him to pick you up at home, my son is a baby, how can I run into his arms on the pole by myself?" .”

Fang Xu was worried about Cheng Mufeng every day, and hadn't had a good rest. At this time, Xi Tengli was hugging him in his arms, and after hearing so many words from him, he felt a little better.

The strings that had been tense were loosened a bit, and there was a faint scent of incense in the room. After smelling it for a while, I immediately felt drowsy.

"Go to sleep." Xi Tengli patted his back lightly, "Daddy is holding you."

Fang Xu nodded and slept with his eyes closed.

After a while, Zhou Zi opened the door and came in, and saw Xi Tengli leaning on the big soft chair, the child in his arms was sleeping soundly.

"Hush..." Xi Tengli shook his head lightly, motioning him to keep quiet.

Zhou Zi leaned over gently, hugged his son on the small bed beside him, and covered him with a quilt.

"Let's go." Xi Tengli pulled Zhou Zi out the door.

"I added requiem grass to the incense in the house." Xi Tengli said while walking, "Let Xiao Xu rest for a while."

"I don't know when this matter will be over." Zhou Zi sighed, "We can't let Xiaoxu go on like this forever."

"Let him stay at home recently." Xi Tengli sat on the fence of the corridor, "Tell the servants in the mansion to be careful when talking."

At the end of the corridor, a maid came over with a white porcelain soup pot, smelling fragrant all the way.

"Are you hungry?" Zhou Zi followed Xi Tengli into the bedroom.

Xi Tengli smiled, and took a small bowl out of the soup pot to fill it with soup.

"Drink." Xi Tengli handed the bowl to Zhou Zi.

"For me?" Zhou Zi was surprised.

Xi Tengli nodded, and pushed him to sit on the chair. Fang Xu has been in a trance these days, and Zhou Zi is no better than a child.

The clear yellow chicken soup with Nanyang ginseng and a few golden jujubes looks really good.

Warmth in the stomach, warm in the heart.