Peach Fortune Ring

"Okay, you guys just rest! I'll be back soon!"

As soon as the words fell, Song Yan strode out of the cottage and went straight to the mountains and forests.

Half an hour later, Song Yan's figure reappeared in the cottage, but he carried five hares, three pheasants, and a deer in his hands, which were enough for everyone to have a full meal.

Seeing that the head of the family brought so many prey back after going out for a trip, everyone's faces showed joy.

Chapter 462 Liu Feihu

As night fell, a raging bonfire was burning in the open space inside the gate of Qingfeng Village.Please search () to see the most complete!The fastest updated novel

The old, the weak, the sick and the disabled in Qingfengzhai sat around the bonfire, staring greedily at the roast chicken and rabbit in Song Yan's hands, because the pheasant and hare that were almost roasted golden were exuding a tempting fragrance.

After a while, Song Yan evenly spread some seasoning on the pheasant and hare, and suddenly, a more intense fragrance came out. Almost everyone couldn't help swallowing, and the eyes seemed to stare out of their sockets. .

"Okay, let's share it!"

Song Yan handed the roasted pheasant and hare to Wu Sandao and Lao Bangzi respectively, asking them to share with everyone, while he picked up a hare and pheasant to continue grilling.

It stands to reason that even the head of the family didn't start eating, how could they eat first as subordinates?

However, the pheasant and hare roasted by the big boss was too fragrant, so they quickly ate up the two pheasants and hares, and then they set their sights on the pheasant and hare in Song Yan's hand.

Among them were Qi Ling'er's eyes.

Looking at Song Yan who was flexibly flipping the pheasant and hare in her hand, she couldn't help but a trace of curiosity flashed in her eyes. This guy's martial arts are so high, and the baked food is so delicious. Thinking of this, she felt like staying in It's not too bad to be a fire maid in a cottage.

two hours later.

Almost everyone patted their bellies in satisfaction, they were too full, but the food baked by the head was so delicious, even now, they still wanted to eat it.

Suddenly, Wu Sandao asked in a serious tone: "Master, how are you going to deal with the people in Heihuzhai?"

Before Shen Tianxiong's death, the strength of Heihuzhai and Qingfengzhai were comparable, with more than 50 players who could fight and grab.

But after Shen Tianxiong's death, most of the masters in Qingfeng village defected to Heihu village, so now there are at least 80 masters in Heihu village.

The owner of the Black Tiger Village is Liu Feihu, and his cultivation has reached the peak of the third class.

In terms of strength, he is not as good as Shen Tianxiong.

However, Liu Feihu also has a younger brother named Liu Heizi, who is also a third-rate martial artist. Together, the two brothers can barely compete with Shen Tianxiong.

"Isn't it just a black tiger village? Don't worry, as long as they dare to come tomorrow, I will let them crawl out!" Song Yan said coldly. Although he is only Shen Shaoyan's replacement, he is now carrying his identity, so However, Qiu who had his legs and hands broken must go to Heihuzhai to get it back.

Hearing Song Yan's confident words, Wu Sandao didn't quite believe it. After all, there were two third-rate masters in Heihuzhai.

Song Yan didn't explain much, and after talking with everyone for a while, he asked everyone to go to rest.

Go back to your room.

Song Yan didn't fall asleep. Although he integrated Shen Shaoyan's memory, Shen Shaoyan grew up in a cottage and had limited understanding of the world.

Therefore, this world is very strange to Song Yan.

All I know is that the Black Wind Mountain Range is a mountain range in Yuezhou.

In the early morning of the next day, Song Yan got up early and came to the open space to practice boxing.

The boxing he practiced was not very clever, it was just for moving his body.

When he finished practicing boxing, Wu Sandao, who had a broken leg, stared at him with a bright face: "What is the name of your boxing style, master?"

Song Yan replied with a smile: ""Fu Hu Fist"."

"Did the old master teach it to you?" Wu Sandao asked again.

"No!" Song Yan shook his head and said, "Does Wu Sandao want to know that my injury will suddenly heal and my cultivation will improve by leaps and bounds?"

"Think!" Wu Sandao nodded fiercely.

Song Yan lowered his voice and said: "Actually, my injury was cured by an expert, and that expert also said that I was a rare martial arts genius, so after he cured me, he also passed on my injury. A lot of martial arts!"

Hearing what Song Yan said, Wu Sandao couldn't help but his eyes flashed, his heart was full of envy, and he quickly offered a flattery: "Congratulations to the master, the unification of the Black Wind Mountain Range is just around the corner!"

Song Yan smiled disdainfully and said, "Hey, dominating the Heifeng Mountain Range is nothing. My ideal is to make Qingfengzhai the number one cottage in the world."

Wu Sandao couldn't help being taken aback, obviously he didn't take Song Yan's words seriously, but he said: "The master really has great ambitions!"

Song Yan changed the subject and asked: "By the way, Wu Sandao, I remember that the rice grain in the cottage is in charge of the old stick, right?"

Sandao nodded.

"Go and call the old stick, I have something to order."

"As ordered!"

Soon, the old stick came in a hurry: "The master, are you looking for me?"

"Take it, you go to the county town to buy some food and come back with boldness!" Song Yan threw 100 taels of silver to Lao Bangzi.

"silver!"

Seeing Song Yan take out so much money at once, the old stick's eyes couldn't help but burst into blue light.

"What are you doing in a daze, hurry up, everyone is still waiting for you to buy rice and come back to cook!" Song Yan urged.

"Yes! Yes, I'll go now, little one!" Old Bangzi took the silver, and then called Niu Bold and another middle-aged bandit with a broken palm to go down the mountain to buy food, but he was curious in his heart. Where did the master come from?

It's just that the old stick turned back not long after he went out.

"The boss is not good, the people from Heihuzhai are here!" the old stick said out of breath.

"Don't worry, gather everyone together to see how I deal with these grandchildren!" Song Yan said confidently.

"You mustn't be careless, I saw that Liu Feihu led the team this time!" Old Bangzi reminded.

"That's even better, kill him first, and then attack Heihuzhai!" Song Yan still said confidently.

Seeing Song Yan's self-confidence, the old stick couldn't say anything, but secretly sighed.

Soon, the people in the cottage gathered in the open space in front of the village, including Song Yan and the newly joined fire maid Qi Ling'er, a total of 15 people.

As soon as the staff gathered, they saw a dark-faced, thick-backed man in his forties, surrounded by more than 40 people, walking towards the cottage in a big way.

Needless to say, this black-faced man is Liu Feihu, the leader of Heihuzhai.

Liu Feihu swept across the group of old, weak, sick and disabled in Qingfengzhai contemptuously, and finally his eyes fell on Song Yan, and he said teasingly: "Yo! Nephew, I didn't expect your injury to heal so quickly!"