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Until the rest of the night, Fang Xu was still in a trance, Cheng Mufeng scratched his heart, thought for a long time, and finally put Fang Xu on the table in his arms.

"What are you doing!" Fang Xu was taken aback.

"I have something to tell you." Cheng Mufeng looked at him seriously, "But you must promise to be obedient after listening."

Fang Xu froze for a moment, covered his ears, "I won't listen!"

"Why don't you listen?" Cheng Mufeng took off the child's hand.

"Bad news?" Fang Xu asked tentatively.

"...It's not bad news." Cheng Mufeng hugged Fang Xu and whispered in his ear.

After Fang Xu heard this, he opened his mouth wide, then had complicated facial expressions, and finally became manic: "Isn't this bad news?!"

"Don't like me like this?" Cheng Mufeng lowered his head and asked him.

Fang Xu didn't speak, but just put his arms around his waist, and said sullenly: "Did I hurt you? I insisted on you practicing martial arts." If Xiao Niu stayed in Qingxi Village, he would always be naive. Simple and honest, there are not so many inexplicable things for him to do, and he just goes to the market every day, how wonderful would be that kind of life.

"No." Cheng Mufeng touched his soft hair: "I don't regret it, and I don't allow you to regret it."

In the Tang family compound, Su Yu was not taken out of the gate after eating, but was taken directly to the guest room by Tang Xuan.

"Xiaoxuan?" Su Yu was a little confused.

"When are you going back to your hometown?" Tang Xuan raised his chin and asked him.

"I, I can go back anytime." Su Yu swallowed while looking at Tang Xuan's neck, Xiao Xuan looked amazing everywhere.

"You are not allowed to see Cheng Mufeng again!" Tang Xuan was even more proud, could he stare at this big bear with his own neck?

"Why?" Su Yu was in a dilemma. He liked Fang Xu and Cheng Mufeng very much.

"I don't like them!" Tang Xiaoxuan was overbearing.

"But—" Su Yu was stared at by Tang Xuan before he finished speaking, so he didn't dare to say any more.

"Did you hear that?" Tang Xuan raised his tone a little.

Su Yu shivered and nodded silently.

"Stupid!" Tang Xuan was very angry, and stomped on him hard. He was obviously doing it for his own good, so why did he look like he was suffering a lot?

"Xiaoxuan..." Su Yu was so depressed that he wanted to cry, what was this young master thinking.

Tang Xuan was even angrier, turned his head and left.

Su Yu entered the room and sat down at the table, dejected, why Xiaoxuan was always angry with him, he obviously liked him very much.

Tang Xuan stormed back to his yard, opened the door and was shocked: "Father."

"How's the injury?" Tang Aotian put down the tea bowl in his hand.

"It's all right." Tang Xuan stood by the door and did not enter the house.

"It's good that you're fine. Tomorrow, I'm going to invite the new leader to my home for a banquet. You must not be absent."

"Yes." Tang Xuan lowered his head slightly, and didn't have any extra words. His father has always been indifferent and harsh, and he has long been used to it.

Early the next morning, a piece of news spread among the crowd.

Wu Qingshui was seriously injured and died of coughing up blood last night. It is said that when his disciples wiped his body for him, they found a black palm print on his chest, and the surrounding bones and meridians were all shattered.

Naturally, the Wucheng faction was full of resentment towards Cheng Mufeng, but the head of his own family had personally promised that everyone would live and die safely before the competition, so no one could settle accounts with Cheng Mufeng, so they could only complain and vent when other sects came to express their condolences. Dissatisfaction in the heart.

"What's the matter with muttering behind my back?" Cheng Mufeng leaned against the door of the mourning hall with his sword in his arms, "Who said I was vicious and despicable just now?"

The people in the mourning hall were startled and looked at each other, when did Cheng Mufeng stand there?

"Whoever said that, stand up for me!" Cheng Mufeng said coldly.

"I said it!" A young man bravely stood up, thinking that there are so many people here, I don't believe you can do anything to me, and thinking of Master's tragic death, he is even more annoyed, "I mean you Despicable no-"

Before the word "shame" was uttered, a bloodstain appeared on the face of the little doorman.

"Who else thinks I'm shameless?" Cheng Mufeng withdrew his hand and looked at everyone provocatively.

"My surname is Cheng, I will fight with you!" Wu Qingshui's eldest disciple had the most violent temper. At this time, his eyes were red from being agitated, and Cheng Mufeng, who was dying, rushed towards him.

Seeing that their senior brothers were like this, the rest of them rushed up to fight Cheng Mufeng one after another, not to be outdone.

"Stop!" Li Jing saw the farce as soon as he came in, and couldn't help yelling angrily, "Master Wu is still dead, how can you be so presumptuous?!"

"He was the one who provoked us first!" A disciple angrily pointed at Cheng Mufeng.

"Who says I'm here to provoke you? I'm here to express my condolences." Cheng Mufeng wiped his hands, "If I had known that your head is so useless, I would have acted softly."

"Cheng Mufeng!" Li Jing sternly said, "As the lord of the alliance, I order you to make an apology to the Wucheng faction!"

"The leader of the alliance?" Cheng Mufeng sneered, "If I want to be the leader, no matter what, the leader will not fall on your head."

"Presumptuous!" The elder of the beggar gang on the side suddenly barked.

"The lord didn't say anything, why are you howling!" Shu Shan's head looked dissatisfied, "Go eat your peanuts!"

"Obviously you made—" Before he could finish speaking, the elder of the Beggar Clan was gagged by a handful of shelled peanuts.

"Cough cough cough..." The elder was very angry: "You fucking eat peanuts with their shells?"

"Shut up, you!" The head of Shushan despised him, thinking that a beggar would actually be picky!

The elders of the beggar gang looked around for water angrily—damn, a mouth full of mud!

The head of Shushan gave him a white look, and continued to crane his neck to watch the excitement.

"Do you dare to compare with me?" Cheng Mufeng looked provocative, "If I lose, I will kneel down and apologize to the Wu Cheng faction; if you lose, then I will admit to Quan Wulin that you have earned your name in vain!"

Speaking of this, even if Li Jing didn't want to agree, he couldn't do it.

"At noon three days later, in the eastern suburbs of the city, Mr. Cheng is waiting for the leader of the alliance." Cheng Mufeng glanced at the people around him, "If anyone wants to watch the fun, Mrs. Cheng welcomes them, so they can be a witness."

The rest of the people nodded in their hearts, thinking that we would go if you didn't say so.

Tang Aotian originally came to mourn with Li Jing, but he did not expect to witness such a turmoil. Looking at Cheng Mufeng's leaving back, a thought suddenly flashed in Tang Aotian's mind.

All the way back to the inn, Cheng Mufeng couldn't wait to push open the door.

"Mu Feng!" Fang Xu rushed up to meet him, "How is it?"

"The performance is over." Cheng Mufeng nodded, "Now everyone thinks I'm vain, arrogant, and cruel!"

"But you're not like this!" Fang Xu's mouth was flattened like a duckling.

"That's right, I'm so wronged." Cheng Mufeng's face was full of pain, and he brought half of his face closer, "Kiss to comfort me."

The child was very obedient this time, obediently sticking up for a kiss, and after kissing his face and mouth.

During the meal, Fang Xu kept picking dishes for Cheng Mufeng.

When sleeping, the child obediently crawled into Cheng Mufeng's arms, buried his head in the hollow of his shoulder and did not move.

Cheng Mufeng thought it was funny at first, and thought that this trick was very useful, but then he felt something was wrong.

Fang Xu, who was lying in his arms, was trembling slightly, and there was a hot and humid breath on his shoulders.Cheng Mufeng pulled him up and took a look, the child was indeed crying with wrinkled nose and eyebrows.

"Little idiot, why are you crying?" Cheng Mufeng gently wiped away his tears.

"Fang Xu's eyes were red, he didn't want to cry but couldn't help it, why should Xiao Niu suffer such a big grievance.

"This matter will pass soon, don't cry." Cheng Mufeng bowed his head and kissed his thin hair, feeling warm in his heart - the child loves himself.

Fang Xu was tired from crying, and slowly fell asleep in Cheng Mufeng's arms.

Kissing the child's swollen eyes, Cheng Mufeng reached out and hugged him tighter.

I can't help but think of the scene when the two met for the first time ten years ago. At that time, Fang Xu was less than seven years old, and he and his elderly grandfather lived in their own village. In the winter, the two of them lived in a ruined temple Li shivered.

At that time, I was playful and scratched my pants. I was afraid of being scolded by my mother when I went back, so I ran to the temple and planned to wait until dark before returning home. I didn't expect to see Fang Xu and his grandfather both having a fever. Just a broken bowl with some cold water.

I really couldn't see it, so I ran to the village and told the village head.

The people in the village are simple, seeing his grandparents and grandchildren being pitiful, they let them live in a small one-story house at the entrance of the village, with a handful of firewood from the owner and a bowl of rice from the west, and they survived the winter like this.

Later, when the weather got warmer, he and his father lived in the village, making a living by copying books for others.

At that time, Xiao Xu had just escaped from the hands of the bad guys, and he had internal injuries, and his temper was terribly cold, even if he said ten words to himself, he might not say a single one.

After getting along a lot, he began to talk to himself slowly, but after finally getting to know each other, his relatives came to the village and took him away.

Only then did I realize that he turned out to be the young master of a rich family, and the gap between myself and him turned out to be so great.

It was precisely for this reason that I agreed to go to Yuncha Castle to learn martial arts without even thinking about it. Only in this way, the distance between myself and him would be smaller, right?

The days of learning martial arts are very tiring, and I only have the opportunity to see Xiaoxu two or three times a year.

Probably because he was spoiled too much, every time we meet, I feel that he is getting more and more cheerful, more and more beautiful, and more and more like a kid from a rich family, a bit willful and squeamish, and he is no longer the indifferent little girl he used to be. hedgehog.

And I am no longer the ignorant young man who didn't understand anything.

I still remember when Master asked me whether I would like the days to come to be ordinary or vigorous, and I chose the latter without any hesitation.

From that moment on, the simple years of childhood accompanied by the fragrance of green grass will probably only be my own memories forever.

Cheng Mufeng twitched his lips, laughing at himself back then.

Frightened by Xiaoxu's prominent family background, she has always felt inferior, thinking that only by becoming famous in the world can she be worthy of him.

It was only later that I figured out that the child is so good, why would he care about these things.

Nai He has made a choice, and he can no longer change it.

"I like you." Cheng Mufeng whispered in Fang Xu's ear.

No matter what the future will be, as long as you believe in me and stay with me, everything will be fine.