Kick the wrong car door and ride the wrong horse

After nightfall, Yan Qiaotian changed into night clothes. Last time I learned from Xia Chongwen that the leader of the Fenglei Gang had gathered people near the Xia Mansion. This is also a good thing for Yan Qiaotian, at least he knows the general meeting places of the Fenglei Gang in the city.

Yesterday, Xia Chongwen sent him the news that today they will gather at Wangfuya outside the city, and I heard that the leader of the gang will also be there to further discuss the next move.

Yan Qiaotian did not go to Wangfuya, but took advantage of the night to come to several meeting places in the city. Some of the meeting places were restaurants in the city, and some were inns in the city. In fact, Yan Qiaotian himself did not Knowing why he came here, Xia Chongming clearly said that the leader would go to visit Fuya, but there seemed to be an invisible magic power attracting him here.

Yan Qiaotian came out of the restaurant, turned around and looked up at the name of the restaurant, and secretly said in his heart: This is the last restaurant, it seems that we can only try the inn.

Near midnight, Yan Qiaotian came out of the last inn. He stood on the roof of the inn in disappointment, looking at the sky full of stars, he murmured: "Could it be that I was wrong?"

Yan Qiaotian jumped towards Xia's mansion without giving up, he believed that the leader of the Fenglei Gang must be in the city, and he was the one he wanted to see.

The Xia Mansion was already lifeless, without a gleam of light, Yan Qiaotian lightly landed on the roof, his eyes were like sharp swords, and he carefully searched around.

Suddenly a black figure flashed not far away, very fast, it looked like a Lianjiazi, Yan Qiaotian was overjoyed, he followed without thinking.

The black figure stopped in a small courtyard in the city. The lights were on in the courtyard at this time, obviously someone was there, and the crabapple flowers in the small courtyard were in full bloom, and there were a few begonias with unknown names on the branches. Little bird, after the black shadow fell, the little bird immediately flew past the black shadow and flew into the sky in terror.

Riding on the noise, Yan Qiaotian quietly landed on the roof.

Before he could squat down, there was a sudden commotion in the room. Two figures came from the inside to the outside. One was wearing a black night suit and the other was wearing a blue gown. The slight fragrance of flowers filled the small courtyard.

Yan Qiaotian watched quietly, and after a few tricks, he saw the clue.

Originally, he wanted to jump down to help, but the man in the water-blue gown was obviously superior in martial arts. He slammed his palm heavily on the chest of the opponent, and the night walker flew out immediately and fell heavily to the ground.

"I've said it a long time ago, it's over between us, why don't you understand?" The man in the water blue gown looked like Wu Fuqian, his voice was full of impatience and disgust.

The man in black wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, stood up and said, "What's so good about him, that it's worth you doing so much for him?"

Although Yan Qiaotian spent a short time with the hustle and bustle, he still clearly heard that it was the hustle and bustle.

Wu Fuqian walked quickly in front of Chen Xiao, grabbed the other party's collar, and said angrily: "It's up to you to decide whether he is good or not, and it's not up to you to care about what I do. You'd better get out of here now." Far away, if I find out that you are against him, be careful and I will kill you." After finishing speaking, Wu Fuqian threw the opponent to the ground vigorously.

Chen Xiao struggled to stand up, his face flushed red, and said: "Okay, I'll go, I just want to see how long you and him can fight, hum." After finishing speaking, Chen Xiao turned around and ran out without looking back. Small courtyard.

Wu Fuqian stood on the spot with his head down, as if he was secretly relieved. After a long while, he turned around with a serious expression, ready to walk into the house.

Yan Qiaotian thought about it, but finally flew down from the roof and landed gently in front of him.

Wu Fuqian raised his head in surprise, and saw Yan Qiaotian's puzzled face, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then he was overwhelmed by a smile, he quickly reached out and hugged Yan Qiaotian's waist tightly, And leaning his head gently on the other person's chest, he murmured: "I miss you so much."

Yan Qiaotian didn't push him away, and said calmly: "I think you should have a lot to say to me."

Wu Fuqian raised his head and said with an evil smile, "Kiss me once, and I'll tell you."

Yan Qiaotian didn't speak, he just stared at the other party calmly, quietly waiting for Wu Fuqian's reaction.

Wu Fuqian let go of his arms reluctantly, put away his cynical expression, took a step back, and said seriously: "Do you really want to hear it?"

The Wu Fuqian at this moment is completely different from the one just now, this is a side that Yan Qiaotian has never seen before, but with just a few words, it makes people feel much more sophisticated and profound.

"It depends on whether you want to tell me or not?" Yan Qiaotian folded his hands on his chest, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Wu Fugan walked past Yan Qiaotian and said softly, "Maybe we can sit down, have a cup of tea, and chat slowly."

Yan Qiaotian turned around and watched him walk into the house, so he followed without thinking.

The weather outside the house was a bit chilly, but the inside of the house was indeed warm. As soon as Yan Qiaotian entered the house, he found that the room was so similar to his room in Jue Ming Ridge.

On the left is a desk with four corners. Behind the desk is a row of bookcases covering the roof. In the middle is an Eight Immortals table, but there are only three stools.

Yan Qiaotian stood in the middle of the room, looking at everything he was familiar with, especially the beautiful screen, which made him a little surprised. He turned his head to look at Wu Fuqian and asked suspiciously: "Why? How could you have it?"

"Hmph, is it strange? Isn't it very similar?" Wu Fuqian stood in front of the screen, looked up at the screen from top to bottom, and then smiled, "How can I have your mother's embroidery?"

"Yes, this embroidery is indeed my mother's." Yan Qiaotian looked at Wu Fugan even more suspiciously, he was so unfamiliar with the little boy in front of him.

"It just arrived today, doesn't it look alike?" Wu Fuqian brushed his hands across the screen and smiled, "Maybe it also knows you will come today, so it's waiting here."

"Are you really the leader of the Fenglei Gang?" Yan Qiaotian asked quietly behind Wu Fuqian.

"Yes, it's me." Wu Fuqian turned around and said with a smile, "How about it, the master didn't expect it?" After finishing speaking, he walked to the table, sat down at the table of the Eight Immortals, and made a speech for himself and Yan Qiaotian. He poured a cup of tea, then raised his hand and said, "Please sit down, Master."

"How do you know what my house looks like?" Yan Qiaotian sat down opposite him, but didn't reach out for the cup of tea.

"I thought you knew about it a long time ago?" Wu Fuqian picked up the teacup, took a sip and said, "I don't know if the master still remembers that I have been to Jueming Ridge."