There are always young heroes who want to overthrow me

Wu Feng also followed out naturally.

In the night, the two stood one behind the other, their clothes fluttering, and they left Qingzhou City in an instant, and returned to the hill where they drank together before.

When Wu Feng arrived, the man in black was waiting for him. Seeing him arriving, he slapped the seal off the wine jar in his hand, took a big sip, and handed it to Wu Feng.

Wu Feng took it, took a sip speechlessly, and handed it back.

The two of them just took a sip in silence, until there was only a small half of the jar of wine left. Then the man in black stared into Wu Feng's eyes, and suddenly said, "I'm very happy today."

Wu Feng glanced at him with a smile: "Because others have finally abandoned their prejudice against you?"

What he was talking about was, of course, Boss Li of Sanfen Restaurant.

In the end, although Boss Li didn't have the nerve to apologize in person, his action of giving the wine and his words clearly expressed his guilt and gratitude to the man in black.

To be able to change the attitude of a person who is hostile to him is of course something to be happy about for the man in black.

Unexpectedly, the man in black shook his head slightly, and said proudly: "I don't want to change what other people think of me, and I have already gotten used to it. But it was me who met a Han person like you during this trip to the Central Plains." luck."

Wu Feng couldn't help shaking slightly in his heart, and couldn't help staring at him too.

The eyes of the two met in the air, and there was an indescribable friendship in their eyes.

After a long time, Wu Feng said softly: "I am the same."

However, he couldn't even stay for the other party, because he still had to go to a place to meet the most important person to him.

What's more, he didn't even know if he had the right to make friends in front of him.

The man in black was equally silent.

He also thought of his responsibilities and his mission in the Central Plains.

Even if he is as proud and confident as the man in black, he doesn't know if he still has a chance to have a drink with this Han Chinese boy who met by chance but hit it off right away?

"if……"

The two suddenly spoke at the same time, but stopped at the same time.

Smiling slightly, the man in black looked at Wu Feng and said, "You talk first."

Wu Feng didn't give in, and said with a smile: "I still have important things to do, so I can't stay long. But every year on April [-]th and September [-]th, it is a good day for Sanfen Restaurant to open the cellar for wine. The green plum wine in Qingzhou is the most mellow... If you are still in the Central Plains in September, please come to Qingzhou, and I will treat you to drink again."

"I will definitely come."

The man in black immediately replied calmly, but paused for a moment. A sad look flashed across his green eyes, and he continued: "Actually, I have something important to do during my trip to the Central Plains. Tonight Farewell, life and death are unpredictable, if I am still alive, on September [-]th, I will definitely go on this date."

Wu Feng looked into his eyes, and couldn't help flashing a look of concern, but since the other party didn't want to say more, he couldn't ask any more questions.

He could only stare at the other party silently, and then nodded slightly: "I will wait for you."

Seeing the concern for him in his eyes, the man in black warmed his heart, raised his head and drank a big sip of wine, then handed the wine jar to Wu Feng.

Wu Feng also raised his head and drank the last sip of fine wine in the altar.

The man in black kept his gaze fixed on his face, and now he laughed loudly, with a sense of pride in his laughter, then he cupped his fist slightly at Wu Feng and said, "Farewell."

While speaking, his figure moved slightly, although he was still facing Wu Feng, and even the posture of clasping his fists did not change, but the person had floated several feet away, and disappeared in an instant.

Wu Feng still stood there motionless, staring at the figure of the man in black, until the black clothes completely melted into the night, and then he sighed softly.

The moonlight is deserted, and the river beside me is silent.

After leaving home, Yueshi and his party of five headed straight for Mount Tai. Along the way, they also met many fellow villagers, all of whom were there for the meeting at Mount Tai.

Yue Lian and Bai Qingyu met those acquaintances from various schools and factions, so they naturally took some time to reminisce. Even Yue Changhong, Yue Jinhong, and Yue Rouhong, who had just debuted, met one after another. The young disciples who were familiar with each other excitedly gathered together and talked endlessly.

In the entire Central Plains martial arts, how does this situation look like they are going to participate in a dangerous demon slaying conference?It's like ordinary people visiting temple fairs.

And in the eyes of most people, Jun Mowen, the leader of the Demon Cult, is already regarded as a person who is sure to die. What they don't know now is just at whose hands he will die.

This kind of blind optimism made Yue Lian a little uneasy.

That night, when he and his wife returned to their room in the inn after meeting old friends in the rivers and lakes, Yue Lian finally couldn't help but sighed softly.

Bai Qingyu's hand has already reached out, gently held his hand, and said softly: "Are you worried?"

Yue Lian gave a wry smile: "Jiao Bing, there is no reason to be invincible. I'm afraid we all underestimated that devil..."

Bai Qingyu actually felt the same way as her husband, so she held his hand even tighter, and said after a while: "It's going to be fine, isn't it? After all, the devil is just one person. Don't we Will the Central Plains martial arts be no match for him?"

Who knows?

No one has really seen that person's martial arts, and they don't know how terrifying he is?

But just thinking about the countless masters who died under his hands is enough to make people shudder.

Yue Lian remained silent, he had already passed the age of being fearless.

Now he is afraid of many things.

He is afraid that he will die, and he will no longer be able to take care of his wife and children after death; he is even more afraid that his beloved wife and children will die first, which will make him feel more unbearable pain than death.

Once people fear too much and worry too much, they no longer have the courage they used to.

"Liao, promise me, never try to be brave."

Bai Qingyu stared at him, then suddenly spoke.She knew that her husband had such a bad habit when he was young.

Yue Lian shook her head with a wry smile: "I am no longer young."

However, his heart moved slightly, thinking of his eldest son.

Yue Changhong's personality is exactly the same as his back then, full of vigor and impulsiveness, which makes Yue Lian very worried.

But he didn't tell his wife this worry, because he was afraid that she would be as worried as he was.

"I hope that in this battle, our Yueshi can retreat unscathed."

After a long silence, Yue Lian finally said softly.

It doesn't matter if he is accused of being a coward afterwards, he has decided not to preempt the shot.

If possible, simply watch from the sidelines.

He didn't expect Yueshi to become famous in one fell swoop because of killing the devil, he only hoped that his family would still be as stable and happy as before.

Knowing his mood, Bai Qingyu didn't speak again, but still held his hand tightly, and looked at the distant bright moon in the night sky outside the window together.