Swordsman Jianghu【Rebirth】

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"Senior brother, why don't you go back after talking to Yichen and the others, I want to go out to play tomorrow." Feng Yan smiled with his small face up, feeling that Fu Wenqing's face not far away turned from green to white, and he was very happy .

Li Yichen was in a bit of a dilemma. He couldn't say anything about this great god, and he couldn't beat him. Fortunately, at this time, the young suzerain was finally on the line.

Su Qing looked at him and lowered his voice: "Aren't you tired?"

Feng Yan smiled and shook his head.

"Are there any discomforts?"

Feng Yan still shook his head, hugged his neck coquettishly: "Go, go, it's okay."

"Okay." The corners of Su Qing's mouth slightly curled up, and he carried him forward, leaving Fu Wenqing with a unwilling look. This look naturally fell into Feng Yan's eyes, thinking in his heart that he should let the senior brother take care of himself. Avoid this person.

"Fifth Brother, what are you looking at?" Fu Wentao asked suspiciously, "Which sect do they belong to? This time, Dad wants us to bring back the Nine Nether Sword Manual."

"Look first, the big deal is that the mantis catches the cicada, and the oriole is behind, and the people sent by father will also meet us." Fu Wenqing said, staring at the direction where Feng Yan and the others left, with unclear eyes.

In the room, Feng Yan handed the butterfly dart that came from Li Dahai to Li Yichen, and said, "This is from Li Dahai's body, take a look, is it the same as that of the injured brother in the sect?"

Li Yichen took the butterfly dart and looked at it carefully, nodded and said: "Exactly, it is exactly the same. So, Li Dahai is the chief culprit who hurt so many disciples of sects? But what is he doing?"

"He should be the internal agent of the Devil's Cult, who is here to weaken the strength of our various sects, so that the Devil's Sect can take advantage of the chaos to attack. Be careful when you go out, don't compromise your own strength." Feng Yan thought for a while.

Although he didn't know why the young suzerain was so determined, Li Yichen nodded, put the butterfly dart away, and said seriously: "I'll take it back to show the master, so as not to be caught off guard by the changes of the Kongtong faction."

Feng Yan nodded dispensably, but he wasn't too worried about his father's side. First of all, the various sects are not yet in chaos and their strength is strong enough. The Demon Cult will not attack any sect so easily. According to their habits, they must It is to look at the weaknesses and break them one by one.

"Then you all be careful tomorrow, the inn will not be peaceful, unless it is necessary, remember not to take action at will and expose your strength." Feng Yan reminded that the head of Huashan who had been the head of Huashan for ten years in his previous life would unconsciously order others to do things.

Fortunately, Li Yichen didn't become suspicious, and didn't get entangled in why a 13-year-old boy recognized a hidden weapon that Li Dahai never showed to others, and why he thought things so clearly.He attributed all this to Su Qing's help.

Feng Yan saw him clearly, stood up, tugged his senior brother's sleeve, and said obediently: "Senior brother, I'm so hungry."

When Su Qing heard his words, his face softened a lot, and he walked out while leading the person.

Seeing the door being opened and closed again, Li Yichen twitched the corners of his mouth. Was the young master who was discussing things with him just now the same person as the one who acted like a baby and shouted that he was hungry?And that iceberg, if you read it correctly, he sees connivance, right?

Feng Yan followed Su Qing out, looked left and right, and the inn returned to its previous calm, as if the fight didn't exist at all.He didn't ask where he was going, as long as he held his hand.

Such two teenagers naturally attracted the attention of many people. One is as cold as ice and has a strong aura; good.

"Xiao Er, bring some food over here, light ones, and some soup, as soon as possible." Su Qing happened to see the shop's waiter at the corner of the stairs, and ordered lightly.

"Hey, okay, wait a minute, guest officer."

Su Qing stretched out his hand to push the door, paused for a moment, and then led his junior brother in as if nothing had happened.

After entering the room, Su Qing held his breath and waited at the door for a moment, then he heard the footsteps walking away, and then he went inside again.

Feng Yan also sensed the aura of the person at the door, and stayed there quietly, thinking in his heart, who would not be afraid of death to watch in front of senior brother, the eighth-level sword cultivator.

At least, he knows that apart from his senior master Xuanmiao Elder, whose martial arts are unfathomable, his father may not have a very good chance of winning against his senior brother, let alone other people.

"Senior brother, who was it just now?" Feng Yan raised his head and asked, enjoying the massage on his shoulders.

Su Qing frowned slightly, and the strength in his hands remained undiminished. He still remembered what the younger brother said about being tired, so he massaged him carefully, and then said: "The one named Fu Wenqing just now."

With a certain level of cultivation, it is not difficult to identify a person, not to mention that Su Qing has observed Fu Wenqing at close range, so he can only blame Fu Wenqing for not being strong enough, but he still has to keep an eye on him.