Three swords on both sides

Seeing that Tong Zizai turned pale with shock, Feng Junjie followed him and turned around, pressing the handle of the knife.The common people in this story have always possessed the good qualities educated in martial arts films: quick flashes, low-key onlookers.I saw a channel branched out by the crowd, just like the waves split by a certain prophet in the west holding up his cane.A man of medium stature stood on the spot with his hands behind his back, with high cheekbones, a broad face, simple clothes, and strong flesh and blood. Feng Junjie beside him.

Feng Junjie was angry: When we met for the first time, it would be fine if this person didn't give his name and origin, and he acted like an old pedant who caught a village boy who played truant.Tong Zizai's face turned red and turned pale, and he murmured for a moment: "Elder brother...I..." I hesitated for a while, but couldn't continue.

big brother!Feng Junjie slipped his hand from the scabbard, and for some reason, he cleared his throat in embarrassment.He wanted to be polite, but he didn't know why the other party didn't get angry when he saw him, so he could only act like a saw-mouthed gourd in a muffled voice.The elder brother frowned, waved his hands and said, "Follow me."

One walked forward with his head held high angrily, and the other followed silently as if he felt guilty. If Feng Junjie wanted to know what was going on, he had no choice but to follow in doubt.He wanted to talk to Tong Zizai several times, but the other party didn't even wink at him.Finally, he whispered: "Eldest brother's surname is Yun Minghui, you can call him Big Brother Yun."

"I've never heard you talk about mastering..." Feng Junjie muttered like complaining.Although the sound was low, the person in front still heard it clearly, stopped in their footsteps, and suddenly turned around.

"You still have a senior brother, forgot?!"

Tong Zizai blushed.Feng Junjie suddenly felt his throat dry.He also has a brother.Such stern words, as if he should have said it long ago, and he should have known it long ago.Who deserves this, he knows it as soon as he says it.don't even say...

"You are……"

"Yuanyangdao, Lei Li...is also my senior brother." Tong Zizai said in a low voice.

Feng Junjie was stunned for a moment, then nodded.I don't feel nothing at all, do I?That desperate style of play, that vague line on the side, and that proud habit of slightly raising the jaw have long been vaguely familiar.There is one person.There is always that one person.It's as if you can touch the breath between your inhales and inhales.Do you know something... How many times did you want to start joking like this, only to realize that the person was not there when you came back to your senses.So will you instinctively look for something similar to it?Like a water ghost begging for a replacement?In this way, I went around and went around, neither fish nor fowl, and I didn't jump out of this circle...

"You're not in the German Bodyguard Bureau, where did you go?" Yun Hui still ignored Feng Junjie, seeing that Tong Zizai was ashamed and still in front of the public, his voice lowered a little. "I have to find it myself. If you are so idle, how can we count on you if we are in trouble?"

"What happened to Master? What happened to Master Uncle?" Tong Zizai asked in surprise.

"Master is good. Master uncle is also good." Yun Hui said with a stern face, "It's your brother Lei who is in trouble. He was besieged in Tianshui Village, Taihu Lake by a group of people gathered by the Pengju Escort. Feige passed the letter to me." , and wait for us to help. I’ll let the others go first and come here to find you. Without further ado, let’s go.”

"Brother Lei, he... is he finally willing to contact us?" Tong Zizai opened his eyes wide.

"This time he knows that he can't support it alone." Yun Hui sighed, "Finally he knows that he can't support it alone. The hardships of the past few years are not in vain."

Feng Junjie clenched his fist tightly, his nails pressed against his palm, almost sinking in.He opened his mouth in a jerky tone.

"Although it's about your faction's affairs... please ask Master Yun Yunke to help me."

After talking for a long time, Yun Hui's eyes fell on Feng Junjie for the first time.However, it was just a quick glance, and he turned to look at the roadside post.

"Alright."

With such succinct words, Feng Junjie didn't know whether he should thank him or not.But in fact, Yun Hui didn't care if he said it or not.

On the way they rode their horses to Taihu Lake, Tong Zizai whispered a few words to Feng Junjie while changing horses. "Master and uncle are both hermits. They have no intention of wandering the rivers and lakes. They have lived on Yunmeng Mountain all their lives. My brothers and I are all orphans taken in by my uncle. Brother Lei and I grew up together...I know you I know. I'm sorry, Brother Feng, I've been keeping it from you. I don't know how... how to say it. "

Feng Junjie said, "I don't blame you." He paused for a while, and then got on his horse.Tong Zizai said: "Brother Feng, aren't you angry with me? I almost made a mistake...a mistake..."

He stopped to take a breath, and also changed a sentence: "Brother Feng, I just want... I mean, if I didn't tell you, would you guess it? Do I look like Brother Lei?"

Feng Junjie was about to whip the horse, but Wen Ting slowed down, looked at Tong Zizai and smiled.

"He is him, and you are you. In this world, young knights...why do they need to look alike?"

As if someone had said it.Even if there are teenagers with similar looks.But when he got closer, it couldn't be him.

The horse was like a shooting star, heading straight for Taihu Lake.This scene seemed to have been planned for a long time in a dream, and it seemed to be decided in a hurry.

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