There are always young heroes who want to overthrow me

An imminent life-and-death battle was postponed for three months inexplicably.

Jun Mowen even boldly agreed that before that, Yuehengjiao would not attack Meng Yuzong again, but the premise was that he could no longer secretly intervene in the dispute between Yuehengjiao and Central Plains Wulin.

Meng Yuzong had just experienced the pain of bereavement, although he was reluctant, he was still persuaded by Wu Feng.

Looking at the entire Jianghu, the only one who is qualified to fight Jun Mowen and have the opportunity to stop Yuehengjiao is this junior who is usually indifferent to fame and fortune and rarely gets involved in disputes in the Jianghu.

Now that Wu Feng has shouldered the heavy responsibility of fighting against that invincible demon, before that, Meng Yuzong can only endure it for a while in order not to let himself become his worries.

For Jun Mowen's proposal, deep down in Wu Feng's heart, he was actually very grateful.

The other party could tell at a glance that he was worried, and generously gave him three months to deal with things that would distract him from the duel.

Wu Feng didn't ignore it. When Jun Mowen slightly raised his voice and said this suggestion, the faces of the Yueheng believers standing at the other end of the stone bridge all showed surprise and strange expressions.

Jun Mowen let himself, the murderer who killed many of their companions, be let go so easily, no matter how much those people admire and trust him, there may still be some cracks in the Yueheng Sect, right?

Although it might not be possible for him to find his younger brother in just three months, Wu Feng still felt a sense of relief in his heart.

If possible, he really doesn't want to be an enemy with Jun Mowen.

It's not because the opponent's martial arts are unfathomable, and it's definitely not out of timidity or fear. He just simply feels that that person is actually more suitable to be his confidant than a sworn enemy.

However, it seems to be in a deadlock. They both have people and things that must be protected, and no one can give up their responsibilities. Therefore, no matter how much regret and reluctance they have in their hearts, they can only stand on opposite sides.

One day, it will be either one or the other, you will live or die.

After the coldest February has passed, the long-lost sunshine finally shines down again, and the land of China begins to warm up into spring, and the severe situation that made people in the rivers and lakes anxious before seems to have a slight tendency to ease.

Yuehengjiao is no longer as aggressive as before, perhaps because of the decisive battle with Wu Feng, Jun Mowen needs to suspend his actions, recharge his batteries, and avoid conflicts with him again before the three-month period comes.

As for the Central Plains Wulin, because of Meng Yuzong's promise to Wu Feng, they temporarily postponed the secret alliance.

In fact, many people were originally afraid of Jun Mowen and were not particularly keen on forming an alliance. They just wanted to get out of the matter and keep their own sect. Now that there are descendants of the Wu family in Jiangnan, they naturally Happy to wait and see.

Wu Feng didn't want himself to be the focus of everyone's attention, so after confirming that Meng Yuzong was safe and sound for the time being, he left Luoying Mountain and continued to search for his younger brother Wu Bo's whereabouts using what might be his only three months.

Time passed day by day, but the hope of finding Wu Bo became more and more slim. After all, more than a year had passed since the day he disappeared.

Although Wu Bo is only 14 years old, he has been by Wu Feng's side since he was a child, and he has taught many Wu's unique skills by himself. He is not a weak and bully boy.

If he really wanted to go back to Feixueyan, no matter how far the distance between Luoying Mountain and Gusu was, such a long time would still be enough for him to go back.

Wu Feng understood that the possibility of his younger brother having an accident on the way back to Gusu was increasing, but he would not give up hope as long as he did not receive any definite news for a day.

The south of the Yangtze River is full of grass, but there is still no trace of the old man in that beautiful and familiar place. On the contrary, half of the three-month period has passed unknowingly.

Wu Feng, who came to the vicinity of Qingzhou City again, couldn't help but recall the first meeting with Jun Mowen, and the two altars of fine wine that he still missed in the end.

Two days later, it was April [-]th, and in the blink of an eye, it was a good day for Sanfen Restaurant to open cellars for wine. Wu Feng, full of melancholy, walked towards Qingzhou City again like a ghost.

There is not much difference from the previous scene, the only difference is that it is no longer cold and windy, and the snow is falling heavily. Although Qingzhou City is located in the north, it is not as beautiful as the Jiangnan, but now it is also the warmth of spring. Splendid season.

Coupled with the bustling scene of lights and festoons inside and outside the Sanfen Restaurant and the crowds of people moving around, Wu Feng suddenly felt as if he had been in another world.

In fact, he hasn't fully decided whether to step into the Sanfen Restaurant or not.

Last time, when he came here, he at least had expectations, but this time...

However, even if it is difficult to become a confidant with that person, the other party is still an opponent worthy of respect and attention after all, right?

With such a change of mind, Wu Feng's previous gloom suddenly seemed to decrease a bit.

In his lifetime, how many chances would he have to fight with all his strength against an opponent like Jun Mowen?

Since one month later, I will be waiting for the other party's arrival at Feixueyan, Liupu Peak, why not bring the two altars of fine wine that were stored in the Sanfen Restaurant back to Gusu?

Although by accident, he and that person will fight to the death for the general trend of martial arts, but that doesn't mean they must hate each other.

Wu Feng admired the Demon Cult leader who was unrestrained and calm, who didn't take pleasure in things, didn't take sorrow in himself, even in front of everyone, he didn't intend to hide this.

Then why care about who will win and who will lose in the decisive battle that follows, and what will happen to life and death?

Having figured this out, Wu Feng's brows uncontrollably stretched, he passed through the bustling crowd, and continued to walk towards the door of Sanfen Restaurant.

It was Boss Li who was standing at the counter facing the gate and found him first. Although he didn't have any martial arts skills, Boss Li seemed to appear out of thin air. Before Wu Feng noticed him, he squeezed out a stiff smile again. Standing in front of Wu Feng.

This time, Wu Feng didn't intend to go in again, so he smiled slightly at Boss Li, and was about to ask him to take out the two altars of green plum wine that he and Jun Mowen had left in the store, but Boss Li had already let him go. He opened the way and gestured for him to come in.

"You are finally here, go in quickly, I still have that table reserved for you. And..."

Boss Li paused for a moment and rubbed his hands contentedly. Although the smile on his face was still a bit weird, there was genuine joy in his eyes, and what he said next made Wu Feng stunned. In situ.

"Your friend, he's already here."