Luo Yan Hu does not return

Feng Qinghuan raised his sword once, then used his strength to turn over, and then leaned forward and stabbed with the sword. For some reason, the man who threw the lance stopped still, allowing Feng Qinghuan to stab to the end with his sword.

"Master, stay wherever you like, don't just block your eyes!"

The clear and beautiful voice pulled back Feng Qinghuan's three souls and seven souls, the man fell down meanderingly, and a girl in black and brown jumped out.

The girl's facial features were delicate, her black hair was like satin, Feng Qinghuan's eyes straightened in an instant, "Girl, please be reasonable, such a large group of people, this is the one who is difficult to deal with, didn't I pierce through it with a single sword? "

"It's not very capable, but it's not small to be beaten. If this girl hadn't tapped his Fengfu acupoint, you would have died long ago, sir."

"You little girl, don't make jokes like the old men, isn't it just one head, the elder brother will give you one back—" Feng Qinghuan said, squatting down and throwing it at the woman.

The girl dodged in time, rubbing against the bloody head, raised her eyebrows instantly, drew out her long sword, and slashed at Feng Qinghuan.

Feng Qinghuan tilted his head and jokingly said: "I will return it to you, why are you still pestering me?"

The girl tapped her teeth lightly, and said in a calm and unhurried manner: "Master, you are not too young, so you are really not ashamed." Then she unleashed three swords in a row, heading straight for Feng Qinghuan's vital point.

"Girl... You are straight-forward, and you can't make up your mind after reading it for a long time. Which family's kung fu is it?"

Seeing that the three swords were not successful, the girl took a step back and said: "I respect you, sir, I didn't expect that my hair is long but my knowledge is short, and I have never even heard of Huangfu's formula of stopping intentions?"

"Zhiyi Jue...Huangfu's?" Feng Qinghuan's throat moved slightly, and after a few thoughts in his heart, he said embarrassingly: "Then... I blame my father, who never allowed me to go out for a walk, besides, I eat with my fists and feet, and I am ignorant After a while, what's the matter?"

The girl couldn't help laughing, and continued: "It's reasonable, the girl's single name is Xin, let's meet again by fate, let's say goodbye—" Then she took the sword flower, put the long sword behind her, tapped her feet, and flew away .

"Young girl, play a hero in front of me, and return to the old man... How old am I?" Feng Qinghuan said, inadvertently raised his hand to touch his chin, and retracted his hand.

After a moment of stunned, a few more men came, Feng Qinghuan blocked, glanced left and right, wondering: "What kind of wolf or dog, only the name is scary, and I can't stand it... Eh? Then People... Could it be my brother?"

"Qinghuan, what are you doing standing there?" Feng Qingxuan was wearing a piece of shoulder armor, and his description was a little haggard. Feng Qinghuan knew that he had traveled a long distance and was obviously exhausted. The three of them hurried to Feng Qingxuan.

"Brother, dad asked you to come?"

Feng Qingxuan didn't hear it, and asked: "You don't stay at home well, what are you doing here?"

Feng Qinghuan was stunned for a moment, and replied: "Appreciate a teacher...to learn art?"

"Daoren Zhang is here too?"

Feng Qinghuan was about to reply, only to realize that Sun Deng had long since disappeared, and said in surprise: "Where is the master?" "Bro, are you hurt?"

Feng Qingxuan didn't answer, looked up and looked around, and murmured: "These people in black have strange martial arts, where did they come from?"

"I met a girl just now and said she is... from the Huangfu family?"

Feng Qingxuan breathed a sigh of relief, the cold look on his face eased a lot, Feng Qinghuan was puzzled, and murmured: "What is the origin of this Huangfu's lineage? It is stronger than ours?"

Feng Qingxuan raised his hand and punched Feng Qinghuan, unexpectedly touched the wound, let out a cry of pain, and then said: "Qi, can't you remember the strange disease with swollen face three years ago?"

Feng Qinghuan was stunned for a while, then had a vague impression, "It seems that there was a time when I had a headache so badly that I wanted to die, and my father went to Anding County specially, and that doctor...is indeed Huangfu..."

The phosphorus fire and the wolf's head receded like a tide, and the Baima Qiang people in the village rushed down the high platform one after another, and surrounded the few remaining soldiers of the Shenlang Qiang people.

With nothing to worry about, Feng Qinghuan quickly took the golden sore medicine, wiped it on and asked, "Brother, I really don't understand, why did our family get involved in the internal strife of the Qiang people?"

"Infighting? How much of our family's business has been destroyed in the hands of the Canlang Qiang over the years, and you have never heard of it?" After Feng Qingxuan asked, without giving Feng Qinghuan a chance to answer, he stood up holding his wound, He said coldly, "I don't have time to take care of you, so go home early."

Feng Qinghuan's tone was almost begging, "Brother, Dad asked me to come with Master, it's useless if you drive me away."

"Nonsense, when did Dad let you go out so far?" Feng Qingxuan yelled sharply, "A Mao, come here!"

Feng Qinghuan turned around and ran away, no matter how Feng Qingxuan yelled, he refused to turn back, quietly, the fire in the village gradually faded away, only the moonlight slanted in the forest, slightly dim, Feng Qinghuan slowed down his pace , wandering aimlessly.

The lush vegetation in the forest overlapped back and forth, and after walking for a long time without reaching the end, Feng Qinghuan couldn't help but muttered to himself, "For no reason, why are you angry with him, anyway, they are all busy and have no time to talk to each other. I... where is this now? Why is there no one here?"

As soon as Feng Qinghuan finished speaking, a faint laughter came from above his head, and he hurriedly asked in surprise: "Who is it?"

A piece of white clothes fell from the air, and he said leisurely: "Couldn't Master be an old fool? Bring a little fool as a foil."

"You're just a little confused, let's talk about... what master? You speak clearly!"

The white clothes turned their backs to Feng Qinghuan, blocking his face, Feng Qinghuan was about to punch him, but he didn't know if he noticed it, but the originally relaxed shoulders of the white clothes suddenly tightened.

Feng Qinghuan stopped his movements unconsciously, and Sun Deng's voice floated from a distance—"A Zhe, his surname is Feng, and his name is Qinghuan. You started early, and you are still one year older. You have to be patient in the future. " Bai Yi didn't turn around, but said coldly: "Xue Yan."

Feng Qinghuan was angry and laughed in his heart, but he bowed silently. When he raised his head again, Xue Yan was walking side by side with Sun Deng a few feet away.

Feng Qinghuan followed a few steps, not wanting to get further and further away, "Okay, these two masters and apprentices will trample me together, and I'm too lazy to accompany him." Feng Qinghuan spat secretly, turned around and left without hesitation .

When it was dawn, Feng Qinghuan rubbed his eyes, leaning against a towering ancient tree behind him, he didn't know where he was, but he didn't go far, and he recognized a familiar figure from behind, standing on a piece of wood in the forest. Practice swords in the open space.

"Miss Ah Xin, we are really destined to meet so soon." Huangfu Xin hacked left and right, ignoring Feng Qinghuan's accusations.

After a long time, Feng Qinghuan stood a little impatiently, he simply drew his sword out of its sheath, and was about to take a step forward to make a move, but Huangfu Xin abruptly withdrew his momentum, causing him to almost stumble.

"Why, I ate so much last night, can I get it back today?" Huangfu Xin smiled slightly, Feng Qinghuan was caught off guard, and choked back a few sarcasm, and said: "It's so early...you came out alone, Do the family members care?"

"Master, I'm here to fight the front line. I'm not as delicate as you, and my family is holding it for offerings, and I'm raising it stupidly."

"Miss Axin, we are strangers, why do you have to run on me everywhere, and I didn't do anything to apologize to you?"

Huangfu Xin smiled and said: "I just said a few words to you, and now I'm getting angry? If it wasn't for the habit at home, how could I have such a thin skin?"

It was the first time that Feng Qinghuan was able to make a big fuss in Fengjia Jianzhuang, and it was the first time he heard that he was thin-skinned, so he was so dumbfounded that he couldn't answer.

Seeing this, Huangfu Xin said again: "I've convinced you, I can't even make a joke, we don't know each other, let's talk about it, what is your last name, where is your birth name?"

"It's quite fast to turn through the chapter. I see you, it can't exceed fifteen at most. Let Brother Sheng come and listen, and then I will tell you my name."

"If you don't want to say it, then you don't want to say it. What's the point? Let's go." Huangfu Xin said quickly, Feng Qinghuan gradually got used to it, and chased him forward: "Where is Miss Axin going? Let me accompany you, brother." stop."

"I'd better call you uncle. The sixteen elder brothers in the family say it at least thousands of times a day. I'm tired of talking about it."

Feng Qinghuan said in surprise: "Sixteen brothers...then you?"

"It's just me." Feng Qinghuan couldn't help laughing a few times, Huangfu Xin hurriedly said: "You think you have it, but you don't have it, what's so funny?"

Feng Qinghuan straightened his face in an instant, heaved a long sigh, and pretended to be disappointed and said: "I said, it would be too miserable to raise you as a son with so many ready-made males in your family."

"That's better than your little boy."

"Hey, my face is whiter than yours, did it make you jealous?"

Huangfu Xin raised the scabbard, as if about to knock Feng Qinghuan on the head, suddenly stretched out a finger with sharp knuckles, and easily resisted the scabbard.

"Young Master Xue?"

"He's one year older than me, why is he a son and I'm a master?" Feng Qinghuan felt very uncomfortable when he heard this, and glanced sideways at Xue Yan, seeing that he had regular features and was dressed in a neat white robe. His temperament was dusty, and he swallowed his voice unconsciously.

"Master told me to take you out of the mountain."

Feng Qinghuan was about to reply, but was snatched away by Huangfu Xin, "Why don't you stay one more day before leaving, and the chief will hold a banquet to reward you and Mr. Sumen?"

"No need, those who cultivate immortality and practice the Tao should avoid eating and drinking. I'm afraid it will make everyone unhappy. I will leave first, and there will be a period later." Huangfu Xin heard that there was no change on his face, but Feng Qinghuan's face was full of displeasure, and he made a move immediately. Fist, Xue Yan didn't have time to defend himself, he coughed a few times, a trace of blood came out from the corner of his mouth.

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The end of not keeping in good health - the old problem on the spine is committed again, the time of using the computer should not be too long, try to update it every day, no matter how bad it is, it will be updated every other day, please forgive me~