There are always young heroes who want to overthrow me

Wu Feng looked at her quietly, but seemed to feel that it was unreasonable, he couldn't help shaking his head slightly, then put the bamboo flute in his hand back to his waist, turned around and left without saying a word.

"do not go!"

Yue Rouhong screamed, pulled out the long sword at his waist, and stabbed at his back. This attack was the most exquisite sword technique handed down by the Yue family.

Wu Feng didn't turn his head back, but his figure rushed forward. With such a simple movement, he had already deciphered Yue Rouhong's unique technique.

Yue Rouhong couldn't help being a little stunned, but he was only a little stunned, and then he rushed forward and stabbed fiercely with his sword again.

Wu Feng still just swept forward without looking back, as if he wanted to use his superb lightness kung fu to leave.

Even though Yue Rouhong thrust out several swords in a row, each sword was as fierce as a sword, and each sword was as fast as a sword, but it couldn't hurt him at all, even if he was forced to stop for a while, Wu Feng looked at Wu Feng. Yue Rouhong was so anxious that she was about to get out of her reach, secretly gritted her teeth.

She knew that her martial arts were too far behind the opponent's, but she was unwilling to let him go. Her Wuliu Liu eyes rolled a few times, and suddenly she let out an "ouch", pretending to accidentally slip and fall straight, towards the edge of the cliff. tumble.

The figure flashed, but Wu Feng, who had gone away, suddenly came to Yue Rouhong's body again, just stretched out his hand, and grabbed her by the collar, and then led her to float away until it was safe. place, let go of your hand.

However, at the moment when Wu Feng let go of his hand, a dazzling sword light flashed before his eyes. The sword was too close, and he was completely defenseless, so it was too late to resist, and he couldn't help but gasped. gas.

But the sword stopped at his neck, Yue Rouhong stared at him with the sword, and said with a charming smile: "You really like to meddle in other people's business. I obviously want to make things difficult for you, why do you still save me?" ?”

Although his life is in the hands of others, Wu Feng still has a relaxed attitude, just shrugging his shoulders slightly: "Sometimes there may not be a reason for doing something."

His face was still very calm, as if he was chatting with Yue Rouhong about family matters.

"But there are some things that must have a reasonable reason before they can be explained to others." The smile on Yue Rouhong's face slowly faded, and she said softly.

On the top of the mountain, the night wind blew slowly, blowing Wu Feng's white clothes like snow, and his voice was as quiet as a cool breeze passing through the air.

"I don't need to explain anything to anyone."

Can't help but look at him for a moment, then fell silent for a moment, Yue Rouhong finally showed a cold smile: "It's really easy to say..."

The long sword in her hand suddenly pushed forward slightly, and immediately cut a small bloody hole in Wu Feng's white throat, and then said coldly: "Is it because others are always in your heart?" Is it insignificant, so you don't need to explain to anyone? Since you have already decided to hurt others, why do you treat them hypocritically? You... a person like you, I really want to kill you with a sword."

At the end, he couldn't help but gritted his teeth fiercely.

Wu Feng had been staring at her silently, then he sighed softly and said, "You won't kill me."

The expression on Yuerou's face suddenly became more complicated, she stared at him closely, and said after a while: "Are you sure I won't kill you?"

"You are not murderous."

Wu Feng's faint words made Yue Rouhong stunned for a while, and after a while, the naughty and charming smile appeared on her face again, which was completely different from the fierce look just now.

Resolutely put away the long sword, Yue Rouhong said softly: "I still can't hide it from you, as expected of Wu Feng, no wonder..."

Her eyes fell on Wu Feng's incomparably handsome face, she paused for a moment, she didn't say anything further, but suddenly changed the subject: "I'm here this time, I just want to ask you one thing. Are you Remember Zhao Xian?"

Wu Feng was slightly taken aback, then nodded.

"You also know her affection for you?" Yue Rouhong frowned again, and asked with some puzzlement.

Wu Feng still just nodded silently.

Yue Rouhong couldn't help holding him with her fingers, and said angrily: "Then why are you so ruthless to her? What is it about her that doesn't deserve you? If you don't like her, you should at least tell her the reason, so that she Give up. But you refuse to explain anything to her, do you know how sad you make her? So today, I must ask you clearly on behalf of my best friend. "

Wu Feng frowned in confusion. On the one hand, it was because what Yue Rouhong said was so groundless that he didn't know how to react. On the other hand, it was also because Yue Rouhong asked so bluntly. His coming really doesn't fit the image of a famous lady.

Of course, he, who was originally a maverick, did not reject Yue Rouhong's straightforward temperament.

After being silent for a while, Wu Feng finally said: "I don't remember what I did to misunderstand your friend, so I don't need to explain this to you. However, if your friend really And if you are so troubled, please tell her that I have no affection for her, and let her forget me."

The words have come to this point, although it is a bit hurtful, but at least it can eliminate unnecessary misunderstandings, so Wu Feng felt that there was no need to continue talking, so he turned and walked down the mountain.

The figure flashed, but Yue Rouhong stopped in front of him again, her eyes were as bright as the morning stars, and she stood on his face, and suddenly she smiled and said: "Zhao Xian is a famous beauty in the martial arts, why do you look like a girl?" Don't like her at all? So what kind of woman do you need to make your heart flutter?"

Wu Feng glanced at her, and a look of embarrassment flashed across his face, but he didn't answer. With a movement of his body, he had already passed her figure and flew straight down the mountain.

This time, Yue Rouhong did not try to stop her.

She just stood there, turned around, stared at the light white shadow in the vast night, a strange look gradually flashed in her eyes, and suddenly said loudly: "One day, I want to find out what you are like!" People. If I can't do it, I won't be called Yuerouhong."

This man who was as handsome as the breeze, as flawless as the bright moon, and as gentle as beautiful jade, left a very deep impression on her just by seeing him in a flash.

Suddenly, she understood exactly how her best friend felt.

Is there any woman in the world who can not feel broken for him when facing such a man?Even if he knows that he does not have his own existence in his heart, he will still be obsessed and not regret it.

Just like my best friend - Zhao Xian.

However, like Zhao Xian's self-pity and self-pity, it was definitely not what she did this month's heroine.

In Yue Rouhong's dictionary, there is only going forward bravely, but there is no hesitation in the slightest.

She had already made up her mind that when the Mount Tai meeting was over, she would use her stalking skills to find out everything about Wu Feng.

Wu Feng heard the words from Night Breeze, but he didn't stop, and only sighed softly in his heart.

From the day he became the only descendant of the Wu family in Jiangnan, he had decided to completely forget his past self.

He has already decided to spend his whole life to end the grievances and bury the hatred.

So how can he afford the friendship between a man and a woman, the love between a man and a woman?

On Wu Feng's rare and handsome face, a faint bitter smile slowly appeared.