Peach Blossom Dream

"The majestic Jingfan Sect Master, who is he who threatens with medicine?"

Dongfeng Sanren thought for a while and made a decision: "Then I will take you to meet Nanfeng. If he doesn't know, will you give me the antidote?"

Cen Lan swore: "At that time, I will definitely not embarrass Mr. Zuo."

Uncle Jifeng sneered: "We have a lot of livestock on Yunshan Mountain, and you won't be considered a different species if you go."

31. Mutation

Several people immediately set off to go south to Yunshan Fengjiao.

When they were about to leave the border of the capital, they suddenly heard the news that the leader of the Snow Nation Demon Cult had personally led a large number of congregants to fight over ahead of time, breaking through the defense line of the border between the two countries.

Today is different from the past, the Snow Country people have planned for a long time, Dahe's national power is weakening, and the people are in panic. Even the people in the capital began to retreat to the south one after another, and those with their families waited at the gate of the south gate to leave the city.

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When he heard the news, Dongfeng Sanren, who had been closing his eyes to rest his mind, suddenly opened his eyes, and stopped He Ming outside before letting him go.

Shu Jifeng looked at his master with a serious expression, as if he understood what he was going to do next.

"Shu Xiaofeng, take them to find your Uncle Nanfeng, Master believes in you." Dongfeng Sanren glanced at Shu Jifeng, then turned his head and told Zuo Qingyue, "Young Master Zuo, the incident happened suddenly, I have to Leave first, I'm sorry, someone told me to take care of the world for her, so I have to go north. If this poison is cured, my apprentice will be handed over to you from now on."

Zuo Qingyue understood why Dongfeng Sanren left, and solemnly said: "Senior, don't worry, go, if I don't get sick, I will go north to help you as soon as possible."

Seeing his master, the uncle felt the mission of Shiwai Yunshan for the first time, and said: "Master, I took Zuo Qingyue to detoxify, so I went to find you. Master, take care."

Dongfeng Sanren patted Shu Jifeng on the shoulder: "Hurry up and take Mr. Zuo back to Yunshan, don't waste time."

Uncle Feng nodded.

Dongfeng Sanren glanced at the people in the car, jumped out of the car, and walked northward against the flow of people alone.

Seeing that Uncle Feng's car had not moved for a long time, the soldiers at the city gate urged, "Hurry up, there are still so many people queuing behind!"

He Ming stretched out his neck and looked back at Dongfeng Sanren, his heart was surging, and then he drove out of the city under the urging of the soldiers.

Just as the wheels drove out of the city gate, Cen Lan, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke: "Turn around and go north together."

Uncle Jifeng and the others were all stunned, suspecting that they hadn't heard clearly.

Cen Lan ignored their stupefaction, and simply explained to He Ming outside: "The world is the most important thing, turn around and head north."

He Ming asked: "Then what about the poison of Master Zuo?"

Cen Lan lowered his head, took out a very small box from his belt, and handed it to Zuo Qingyue: "The antidote."

Shu Jifeng and Zuo Qingyue looked at each other without speaking.Zuo Qingyue opened the box, inside was a small black pill, she swallowed it without looking carefully.

"Isn't Mr. Zuo afraid that this is also poison?" Cen Lan asked.

Zuo Qingyue smiled: "Brother Cen, as the master of a sect, has his own gully in his chest. I believe that sect master Cen has the world in mind."

Cen Lan didn't say any more extra words, and simply said: "When the Devil Sect invades, protect the country first. As for the grievances between you and me, if you can come back alive, it will be counted."

"Okay." Zuo Qingyue and Cen Lan clapped their hands together to swear.

"Okay, let's go together." Shu Jifeng thought of his father.Whether as a descendant of Yunshan or as a descendant of the uncle's family, he should go north.

He Ming outside received the order to turn around and re-enter the city.Seeing them coming back, the guards at the city gate were puzzled: "What are you doing? Back and forth, are you going to enter or leave the city?"

He Ming sat upright, and replied loudly: "Enter the south gate, exit the north gate!"

"You want to?" The soldiers were in awe, "Are you going to the north to fight against the Demon Cult?"

He Ming laughed happily, the dream of a hero hidden in his body was waking up, and he replied: "There is no shirkable responsibility!"

"Quickly, let them in!"

He Ming whipped his horse and headed north.

"Stop." Zuo Qingyue stopped halfway, looked at Shu Jifeng, "wait for me."

Shufeng nodded, and after a while, he saw him coming up with two white fur blankets in his arms.

"What are you doing? It's not winter yet." Shu Jifeng asked.

Zuo Qingyue spread the fur blanket in the corner, and pointed: "Come and sit down. It's freezing cold in the north, you have to heal your injury quickly."

Cen Lan glanced at him, and Shu Jifeng felt his ears turn red, and slowly moved over.

He seemed to understand a little bit.

I understand Zuo Qingyue's sudden politeness in those few days; I understand Master's phrase "Is there only guilt?"; I even understand Jiang Zhu's strange words.

But Uncle is not sure whether all this is just his own sentimentality.

Uncle Jifeng was sitting in the corner practicing his kung fu to heal his injuries while his thoughts were flying wild.

Two days later, the four came to the border between Snow Country and Dahe.Since the demon sect's attack, Dahe's [-] troops have withdrawn again and again, and they are currently stationed on the icy and snowy prairie to make fire and cook.

When He Ming saw such a scene, he suddenly sighed deeply: "Look, the sky and the earth are vast, and the smoke from the kitchen is clearly a very beautiful scenery. Who knows how much suffering and suffering, life and death are hidden underneath?"

Several people are silent.

Zuo Qingyue glanced at him, and tried to make the atmosphere more relaxed: "Think about it, six reincarnations, death is life."

"But living is a hard work, isn't it?" He Ming said again.

It was the first time that Shu Jifeng heard He Ming say such profound words, so he couldn't help but look at him twice: It turns out that everyone has something to bear, and everyone is undergoing the tempering of life and destiny.

Cen Lan said lightly: "Serving the country, isn't that what you want?"

He Ming shook his head: "I would rather do nothing for the rest of my life than see such a tragic situation. In a war, I don't know how many people will die and how much blood will be shed."

A soldier saw them and asked loudly, "Who are you?"

Shu Jifeng took out an object from his pocket and said, "Yunshan Fengjiao, come to support."

The soldiers looked at it and took the things in. A quarter of an hour later, a general came out, bowed and said: "I don't know if there is still a wind to teach people to come, but I didn't greet you from afar. I'm rude."

Hearing what he said, Shu Jifeng asked, "My master...is Dongfeng Sanren here?"

The general nodded: "It arrived in the morning, thank you Feng Jiaoren for your help."

Shu Jifeng pointed to the people around him: "The master of Jingfan sect, the master of Qingyue Villa, and the second son of the right gate."

"Please, there is a tent specially prepared for Jianghu people over there. Go and rest." The general said.

Several people walked there with the general.Uncle Jifeng's injury healed by four to five minutes, and walking side by side with Zuo Qingyue who had just recovered from the poison, he couldn't help thinking of a word called old, weak, sick and disabled.

"What are you laughing at?" Zuo Qingyue heard the laughter, lowered her head and asked him softly.

Shu Jifeng shook his head: "It's nothing, I just think this feeling is very familiar."

His father was the famous and invincible Uncle General. He went to the school frequently since he was a child, and met many hot-blooded men.Although he has never been able to be an upright soldier in his life, the blood in his body boils as soon as he stands here today.

It was the blood that connected his father.

Zuo Qingyue felt his excitement, and quietly pressed the back of her hand to his in the dark, trying to comfort him.

Cen Lan, who was walking behind, glanced at their hands and pretended not to see them.

Shu Jifeng gradually calmed down, but he didn't take his hand away, but glanced at Zuo Qingyue from the corner of his face slightly, and saw that he was hanging his head, and the corners of his mouth curled up uncontrollably, which seemed to be happy.

If, as He Ming said, living is destined to be an ascetic, then Zuo Qingyue is the sweetest thing in this ascetic.

After arriving at the designated tent, Dongfeng Sanren

Shu Jifeng asked the soldiers around him: "Did the leader of the Demon Cult personally lead it during the Snow Country this time?"

When the soldier heard the words of the leader of the Demon Cult, his eyes were filled with fear like seeing a ghost, and he gestured: "It must be him! It is the first time in my life that I have seen such a terrifying peach blossom petals falling down like waves. !"

Uncle Jifeng wanted to confirm whether the current leader of the Demon Cult was Zhang Xiaoxiao, and asked, "Have you seen her appearance? Or her body shape?"

The soldier shook his head and said, "I didn't see it. How can anyone who saw him come back alive? But I heard some brothers said that they saw him from a distance. He was wearing a mask. I don't know what he looks like. He is very tall. "

With a tall body and a mask, it can't be Zhang Xiaoxiao.Shu Jifeng knew that the leaders of the Demon Cult all the time liked to wear masks, but he broke this rule when he went to Zhang Xiaoxiao's place. Not only did he not wear a mask, but also because it was the girl who shocked Xueguo and Dahe next door.

In the next few days there was no action from Xueguo, Shu Jifeng followed his master to receive people from all walks of life in Dahe, and together with Zuo Qingyue organized them to fight against the enemy together.

Another day later, Prince Su Yizhi rushed to the front line with [-] reinforcements as a member of the royal family.

Dahe's army, which had been retreating steadily, was encouraged, cheered up, swept away the previous sluggish momentum, geared up and vowed not to break the Demon Cult and not to return to Dahe.

The stars came out at night, and the starlight was reflected on the snow, which was gentle and stunning.

Uncle Jifeng sat by the campfire and looked up at the sky: "Tomorrow will be a great sunny day."

Zuo Qingyue nodded, draped the mink fur white blanket over him, sat on the side without speaking, stared at Shu Jifeng's face with tilted head.

"What are you looking at me for?" Shu Jifeng reached out to warm himself by the fire.

Zuo Qingyue smiled, but still did not speak, did not change her gaze, still