Walking in the world of martial arts

Chapter 132 Song Tianer

Song Tian'er came in a hurry.

She looked quite tired, and her heartstrings were tense. Hearing Chen Feng's words, her tense heartstrings suddenly relaxed, but her heartstrings collapsed too tightly, and she suddenly relaxed and fell straight down.

Chen Feng is a person who knows how to be compassionate and cherish jade.

He transported some power from the air and helped Song Tian'er up.

After Song Tian'er held the small wooden table to steady her body and mind, Chen Fengcai asked again: "How many people are visiting Wuzheng Villa now?"

Song Tian'er took a deep breath and finally spoke calmly: "There are about ten people."

Chen Feng was quite surprised, his eyes flickered, and then he smiled lightly.

"As far as I know, in the past few years, Zhongyuan Yidianhong has not only stopped being a killer, but has become very close to Xiangshuai. The two have joined forces to do a lot of great things. Nowadays, not only do people in the world not call Zhongyuan Yidianhong Hong is the number one killer in the world, and he seems to have a vague reputation as a hero. Since Xiangshuai is a guest at Wuzheng Villa, of course a little Hong in the Central Plains will not be left behind, right?"

Song Tian'er nodded, forced a smile and said, "Besides, Big Brother Hu, Sister Rong Rong, and Hong Xiu are also guests at Wuzheng Villa."

Chen Feng nodded, not surprised, and continued to ask: "Aside from them, is there anyone else?"

"Yes." Song Tian'er said: "Two women who are close to the young master are also guests at Wuzheng Villa."

Chen Feng has always been greedy and lustful, and there are quite a few people who have a relationship with him overnight, but Chen Feng is only lustful but not emotional, and there are not many women he cares about.

Song Tian'er did not let Chen Feng guess, and gave the answer herself: "Qiu Lingsu and Qu Wurong, the most beautiful women in the world, are also guests at Wuzheng Villa now."

Chen Feng showed a hint of emotion, and then his expression became a little strange, and said: "They don't seem to have much to do with me."

Song Tian'er said: "But Mr. Yuan thinks that they are quite close to you, and you feel pity for them, so you also invited them to Wuzheng Villa as a guest."

Chen Feng touched his chin, sighed and said, "That's why he asked you to invite me to Wuzheng Villa as a guest."

Song Tian'er said: "If the young master hadn't died in the decisive battle, the person who came to see the young master this time would not be me, but Ding Feng."

Chen Feng understood what Song Tianer meant: "Of course you saw Ding Feng here?"

"Yes." Song Tian'er said: "Not only did I see it, but I also saw a good coffin and some coffin bearers."

Chen Feng smiled slightly, and said to Song Tian'er, who had a strange complexion, "Since you're here, of course it's not the coffin that greets me."

"No."

Of course Song Tian'er didn't come with a coffin, but with a carriage.

A very comfortable carriage.

All kinds of delicacies are prepared on the carriage.

The coachman driving the carriage is none other than Ding Feng.

As soon as Chen Feng came out of the gate of Xuejiazhuang, he saw Ding Feng in front of the car. He sighed softly and said, "I really want to see what that fine coffin looks like."

Ding Feng smiled slightly, but his face was not too expressionless, but he responded very politely: "Young Master will have a chance to see it."

Chen Feng smiled and said: "So, has the coffin been transported to Wuzheng Villa?"

Ding Feng nodded: "After I learned that the young master defeated Mr. Xue Da, I asked someone to transport the coffin to Wuzheng Villa, and also spread the news of your victory, so when we arrive at Wuzheng Villa, we should be able to see the coffin." A coffin."

Chen Feng nodded and said, "What kind of coffin is that?"

Ding Feng didn't expect that Chen Feng would ask such a question, but he just pondered for a moment and said: "That is a good coffin. This coffin may not be your coffin, but I hope it is your coffin. "

Chen Feng completely understood what Ding Feng meant.

If this coffin is not his coffin, then it can only be the coffin of one person - Yuan Suiyun.

To some extent, Yuan Suiyun was indeed fair to Chen Feng.

Chen Feng got into the carriage, and the carriage went straight to Wuzheng Villa.

Song Tian'er was also sitting in the carriage, looking curiously at Chen Feng with closed eyes and resting his mind, and couldn't help but ask, "Master, go to Wuzheng Villa alone?"

Chen Feng opened his eyes and looked at Song Tian'er, who looked extremely cute and innocent, and explained: "Actually, no matter how many people I bring, it doesn't make any sense, not to mention I don't want to bring too many people." Go to Wuzheng Villa."

Song Tian'er naturally understood the previous sentence.

No matter the young master of Wuzheng Villa on the surface or the Bat Master secretly, they are already powerful figures in the world.

Compared with five years ago, the current Wuzheng Villa is completely different.

Although Chen has never been to Wuzheng Villa, he can imagine that today's Wuzheng Villa must be full of masters and talents.

It really doesn't make any sense how many people this kind of place brings.

But Song Tian'er didn't understand the last sentence.

Chen Feng also gave an explanation, he said: "When I met Yuan Suiyun for the first time in the past, I once said that maybe one day he would die by my hands, or I would die by his hands, but Whether he dies in my hands or I die in his hands, I am not willing to do it to others."

Song Tian'er is not stupid, she can hear that Chen Feng has a wonderful feeling for Yuan Suiyun, just like Yuan Suiyun also has a different feeling for Chen Feng.

The two seemed to be close friends and enemies at the same time, forming a very strange and complicated relationship.

In the hall of Wuzheng Villa, Yuan Suiyun handed a message he had just received to Chu Liuxiang who was drinking tea, and there were four people on his left and right—Hu Tiehua, Zhongyuan Yidianhong, Su Rongrong, and Li Hongxiu.

They did not suffer inhuman treatment. Yuan Suiyun always treated them with the courtesy of guests. These days, they knew more things than most people in Wuzheng Villa knew.

The content recorded in this letter is very simple, but only two simple sentences - Chen Feng defeated Mr. Xue Da and became the veritable number one swordsman in the world. Now he is on his way to Wuzheng Villa with Miss Song Tianer .

When Chu Liuxiang and the others saw the news, they breathed a sigh of relief, but they couldn't help but look dignified. They knew better than anyone how terrifying the current Wuzheng Villa is.

Chen Feng came here alone, almost as if he was seeking his own death.

But if it weren't for this news, then the other news was definitely not what they wanted to see.

Because of this, it means that Chen Feng has lost to Xue Yiren, and the price of defeat is almost death.

Chu Liuxiang put down the letter, and sighed to Yuan Suiyun, who was standing in front of the door with his hands behind his back, who was handsome and elegant, "Does Mr. Yuan feel very disappointed?"

Yuan Suiyun smiled slightly and said, "Xiang Shuai, my mood is very complicated at the moment."

"why?"

Yuan Suiyun sighed softly: "I hope he comes, but I don't want him to come either, but he still comes after all."

Hu Tiehua sneered: "You wish he died in Xue Yiren's hands, how could you hope he would come."

Yuan Suiyun put away his smile, and said lightly to Hu Tiehua: "Brother Hu, I hope you can be more serious with Mr. Xue. It's only three things. If there is another time, I will take your head off."

His voice was indescribably gentle and elegant, but there was an undoubted murderous aura in this elegant and gentle voice.

No matter who can imagine, he is definitely the kind of person who can say what he can do.

Anyone can feel that he can say what he can do.

Anyone can hear Yuan Suiyun's heartfelt respect for Xue Yiren.

Hu Tiehua is a person who is not afraid of anything, but at this moment, he was overwhelmed by the terrifying murderous aura on Yuan Suiyun's body.

For a moment, I couldn't say anything.

But the next moment Yuan Suiyun became indescribably gentle and elegant, as if the moment just now was just an illusion of everyone.

The changes were so rapid that it felt like a nightmare, as if it had never happened.

(End of this chapter)