[comprehensive] son ​​of a dandy

Taking advantage of Feng Han's inability to separate himself, Tang Wule took a look at his own reflection in the spring.The dense mist covered the water surface and blocked the ice-cold expression.

Master Wule narrowed his eyes, looking at the pretty face in the water expressionlessly.The spring-like smile faded away, and finally only a coldness remained on Tang Wule's face.

The third young master of the Tang family, no matter how he smiled, his heart was as cold as ice.Just like the water in the Peach Blossom Pond - the ice and snow have never melted.Even the old lady Tang once said: Although Tang Wule is smiling, although he looks useless and can't get angry, in fact - his heart is colder than anyone else's.He is passionate, but also ruthless.

He is gentle, but not kind.

Now that he is soft-hearted for a while, after suffering such a big loss, if he doesn't take revenge and go back, he will be really sorry for his title of murderous master.

Tang Wule frowned her graceful eyebrows, thinking that being a devil would have a brighter future.Occasionally helping others like this, almost lost my life.Just like the case of Tang Xiaowan, he finally went out, but was somehow killed by a few gangsters.It really made him wonder whether he should be angry with others or himself.

Just thinking about it, suddenly a black hand stretched out in front of him.Feng Han held a piece of rabbit meat and asked, "You, you have suffered such a serious injury, why don't you eat something?"

The rabbit was more than half burnt, Feng Han also specially selected the unburnt meat on it, and thoughtfully tore off the dark part.

Tang Wule's shirt was almost transparent after being stained with water, and Feng Han accidentally caught sight of the large snow-white skin on the rich young master's chest, and couldn't help but blush.

If the person in front of him at this time was a burly man, then he would not feel so awkward, after all, he grew up naked with his brothers and sisters.But Tang Wule looks better than women, so he always has the feeling that he is facing a flat-chested 'girl'.

Feng Han has liked to look at good-looking people since he was a child, and beauty is almost his biggest weakness.Even his master said that sooner or later, he would suffer a lot from women.Feng Han quietly glanced at Young Master Tang San's face, thinking that this young man has such a beautiful face, but he is not a girl, what a pity!If Tang Wule knew what he was thinking at this time, he was afraid that he would have to fight him even if he was injured again.

Young Master Tang San was used to being served by others, so he didn't feel grateful for Feng Han's kindness at all.He took the rabbit meat and thanked him lightly.

Feng Han looked at the piece of meat in Tang Wule's hand, swallowed hard, grabbed his own and took a hard bite.The scorched meat was bitter and hard, Feng Han almost thought it would scratch his throat when he swallowed it.

Even though he had become worse than Feng Han, Master Wu Le remained calm.He ate the unappetizing barbecue gracefully, with an expression as if he was enjoying some delicious food.

Dongfang Bubai's palm hurt him so badly that he couldn't even use his martial arts freely.His meridian was shattered, and his whole body was in pain like a knife.

Feng Han finished eating his own meat in two or three mouthfuls, and then stared at the piece of meat in Tang Wule's hand, drooling.Although the rabbits in the mountains are coquettish and stinky, it is a rare delicacy for a down-and-out scholar who hasn't eaten meat for several months.

Tang Wule glanced at the poor Feng Han, narrowed his eyes, and suddenly said, "Why did you save me?"

"Ah?" Feng Han was stunned for a moment, then blinked his eyes: "But... when you meet someone who needs help, go help him, that's what the master told me!"

"Oh?" Tang Wule lowered his eyes, and suddenly smiled faintly: "I am seriously injured now, aren't you afraid that my enemy will kill you as well?"

Although Feng Han is stupid, he is not stupid.The person who could almost die on this Blackwood Cliff, who else could be the enemy besides the Sun Moon God Sect?

He scratched his head: "Well... my Huashan Sword Sect can be regarded as a decent family anyway, how, how can I join forces with the Devil's Cult?" After he finished speaking, he smiled embarrassedly, and then continued to stare at the rabbit in Tang Wule's hand Meat.

Tang Wule lowered his eyes, thinking in his heart that this guy can be regarded as a decent guy, and he had a little interest in Zi Yu before...

According to Dongfang Bubai's cautious temperament, daring to attack him proved that there must be a way to deal with his subordinates.Now that he is in Heimuya, not to mention that there are so many guards at the foot of the mountain that it is difficult to get out, even if he is allowed to go out, I am afraid that he is not willing at this time.

This spring water has a miraculous effect on healing, how could he give up so easily?

"Oh?" Young Master Wu Le suddenly laughed: "You...hate these evil spirits?"

Feng Han nodded foolishly: "Of course!"

Tang Wule moved his fingers, and suddenly said: "Then...would you like to do me a favor?" A strange light flashed in his eyes—even if he doesn't go back, at least he should let someone pass the news on, Lest Dongfang Bubai take over his lair...

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On the current Heimu Cliff, blood stained the stone steps of Chengde Hall red.These men dawdled, and after two or three days, they still hadn't restored the damage caused by the war that night, and the desolation and sorrow of death were everywhere.

Dongfang Bubai was sitting on the bed meditating, his eyes were closed, his long soft hair was hanging down and sticking to his cheeks.There is a kind of ascetic beauty after the whole person fades away.

A middle-aged man knelt in front of him tremblingly, even though his face was calm, his eyes were already flustered: "Subordinate, this subordinate should be damned! I couldn't find any trace of Pei Yuan..." His forehead was dripping with cold sweat , How confident he was with Dongfang Invincible before, and how fearful he is now.

"Oh?" Dongfang Bubai closed his eyes, showing no emotion on his face: "What did you tell me before?"

"Subordinate, subordinate..." The middle-aged man rolled his eyeballs, sweat dripped from his cheeks, and it hurt sharply when it flowed into his eyes, but he didn't even dare to move.

"That's all..." Dongfang Bubai sighed: "Continue to search!"

If you mess with Tang, unless you kill him, you will be like the maggot on the tarsus for the rest of your life.Dongfang Bubai has already seen through this point, so... a day without seeing Tang Wule's body cannot be at ease.

Ren Woxing was poisoned by Tang Wule and was seriously injured.So Dongfang Bubai divided his subordinates into two groups.

A group of children continued to hunt down and kill Ren Woxing, and wiped out Xiang Wentian's remaining forces in the Sun Moon God Sect.And the other group... sealed off the mountain and searched inch by inch until Tang Wule's body was found.The young man's suffering was finally not in vain, at least he learned from Master Wule what it means to cut the weeds without eradicating the roots, and to regenerate when the spring breeze blows...

Although he became the leader as he wished, both Tong Baixiong and Sang Sanniang were seriously injured, and now he lacks cronies in the teaching, so it is inevitable that he will be tied up in his work.Although this Jia Bu is a villain with two faces and three knives, he has spent so long on this Black Wood Cliff anyway.To do something... Dongfang Bubai really couldn't do without him for a while.

The young man caressed the back of his hand, staring at the lines on it and said calmly: "Elder Jia, I will only say this once. You have to remember..."

"If you want to see people when you are alive, and if you want to see a dead body when you die, if you haven't found it within three days... then you can come and see him!"

With such a stern shout, the elder named Jia Bu flinched in fright, he swallowed his saliva with his head down, his head was pounding like garlic, and said: "Yes! Yes! This subordinate will go now..."

Jia Bu suppressed the fear in his heart, nodded and said: "This subordinate must turn this black wood cliff over, no matter where Pei Yuan hides, he won't be able to escape!"

"Heh!" Dongfang Bubai sneered all over his body: "Don't say it so nicely, if you don't do it...wouldn't you be slapping yourself in the mouth?" He has been searching on this mountain for two whole days, and he didn't even find a hair. with.Dare to boast about this level of Haikou, I am really not afraid of death.

Jia Bu choked, lowered his eyes and bit his lips, finally... lowered his head, said softly: "Yes," and backed out.

When the door frame was closed, there was a 'squeak—', which was very distinct in the empty and silent room.A leaf fell on the window sill, and its withered and yellow curls seemed to indicate that autumn was about to enter.

Dongfang Bubai sighed, got off the bed with a flick of his sleeves, his footsteps stepped on the ground without making a sound, and he was more light and nimble than osmanthus cake.The courtyard was as deadly silent, and now on Heimuya, no one could come or dare to disturb him.

The beautiful leader floated to the window, looked at the gradually clear moon in the sky, stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to catch the soft moonlight.

"Tang Wule..." The young man let go of his eyes and muttered to himself, "Is... really dead?"

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The night gradually poured down from the sky, dyeing the eyes full of shadows.

In the small town under the Black Wood Cliff... Feng Han walked leisurely wrapped in rags.Although his martial arts are not bad, but his face is honest, and his clothes are poor and desolate, he looks more like a scholar than a Jianghu, so the congregation guarding the foot of the mountain did not notice him.

The young man, who was still like a child, stared at the stall selling sesame seed cakes and swallowed hard.He walked into a small alley with his hands in his pockets, and counted the rooms one by one...

Finally, he stopped outside a house.Feng Han took advantage of the lights of the neighbor's house to take a closer look at the half-mask-shaped pattern carved on the right threshold of this house, and after confirming that it was the same as what Tang Wule told him, he mustered up the courage to knock on the door.

It's strange that the door is actually open...

Feng Han frowned, and grabbed the dagger hidden in his sleeve.He pushed open the door and poked his head inside to have a look—the yard was empty, a dead peach tree was tilted on the eaves of the west wing, and the dead branches and leaves hanging down were scattered all over the ground.

"Who are you?!" With a soft shout, Feng Han's neck felt cold, and a knife was placed on it.

The people in the room were originally hiding behind the door, but when Feng Han stretched out his head, he took advantage of the opportunity to put the knife across his neck.Zi Yu held the knife in both hands and was full of hostility, forgetting that the two had met before.Her eye circles were red for some reason, and she stared at Feng Han like an angry rabbit: "What are you doing here?!"

It didn't feel good to be put on a vital point with a knife, and the muscles on Feng Han's back were stiff.He lowered his eyes and quietly glanced at the beautiful girl from under his eyelashes, and stammered, "Yes, Mr. Tang asked me to come..."

"What?!" Zi Yu's complexion changed, her hands shook, and immediately cut a bloodstain on Feng Han's neck: "Young master... is he still alive?!"