The leader is playing a big game of chess

Huo Nanfeng smiled slightly, but didn't answer, but hugged Yan Xuanye from behind, reading the report he wrote.

Shen Lang and Panda Er, the two heroes of the Bai Dao, were described by him as suspicious and fickle hypocrites who did not trust their lovers.

And Wang Lianhua is a real man who forbears and sacrifices for love.

The end of the story...

The person who always made the sacrifice got hurt and left.

Those two loved ones regretted it and went after it.

When you don't believe me when I love you purely, you will believe me, and I don't care about the vulgar dog blood stories.

Huo Nanfeng laughed when he saw it, and said: "In your eyes, there is really no one good in the Wulin League."

"Wrong!" Yan Xuanye spoke convincingly, "This is the truth, and Shen Lang and the others begged me to write it, so I was willing to give them another page."

He looked sideways slightly, squinted at Huo Nanfeng behind him, and said proudly: "Is the layout of the Weekly Gossip very tense?"

Huo Nanfeng didn't speak anymore, but the chest that was stuck behind Yan Xuanye still shook several times.

"Huo Nanfeng..."

"Huh?" The nasal response rang softly in Yan Xuanye's ears, together with Huo Nanfeng's warm and humid breath, it touched Yan Xuanye's sensitive earlobes.

Yan Xuanye licked his lips, and very actively turned his head to kiss Huo Nanfeng.

Huo Nanfeng smiled lowly, and immediately took the initiative to deepen the kiss.

The passionate two were kissing inextricably, when there was an embarrassing light cough from outside the study door.

Yan Xuanye immediately recognized that it was the voice of the leader of the Qingtian Department. He parted from Huo Nanfeng panting, his eyes were bright as hell, staring at Huo Nanfeng for a moment, and then panting, "Continue in a while."

Huo Nanfeng's arms around his waist tightened, and he replied, "Okay."

The eyes of the leader of the Qingtian Department were almost blinded!

The meaning of his light cough is to remind his leader to pay attention to the influence.In the end, they were allowed to enter, and what they saw was still the leader of the martial arts, this guy who used to be their shocking enemy, was ambiguously and intimately hugging the leader of his family from behind.

The leader of the Qingtian Department almost dropped what he was holding!

Yan Xuanye squinted his eyes and leaned on Huo Nanfeng's arms enjoying himself, and asked, "What's the matter?"

The leader of the Qingtian Department had a dark face, expressing his dissatisfaction without concealment.

He took a few steps forward, presented the greeting card in his hand, and said: "The Wulin League asked my subordinates to pass on the greeting card to Leader Huo."

The words "Leader Huo" almost spit out from his mouth through gritted teeth.

He really didn't want to see Huo Nanfeng's disobedient face in the Jing Tian Sect anymore!

And what does Wulin League mean?He couldn't find his leader, so he ran from Jincheng to Huicheng, and asked himself to pass on the greeting card!

This is the rudder of the Shocking Sect, okay? !

Is it the shocking religion that has been working against the Wulin League for hundreds of years? !

Isn't it the resort of the martial arts leader? !

The face of the leader of the Qingtian Department became more and more ugly. Yan Xuanye, who was always full of love for his classmates, asked very concerned: "What's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"

The leader of the Qingtian Department said with a dark face: "This subordinate is fine."

The bad thing is you, my lord!

Do you have any self-awareness? !

Yan Xuanye let out an "oh", and turned his gaze back to the greeting card in Huo Nanfeng's hand, and read: "Gusu Murong Fu? Huh? North Qiaofeng, Murong Fu of South Murong?"

"Hmm." Huo Nanfeng frowned in embarrassment, "Looks like I have to go back."

"I'll go with you." Yan Xuanye was full of energy, "I haven't seen this Murong Fu, who can be as famous as Qiao Feng in Jianghu, I have to take a good look."

Huo Nanfeng grasped the meaning of his words very keenly: "Do you know Qiao Feng?"

"I don't know." Yan Xuanye shook his head, then looked down at the invitation again.Murong Fu's handwriting is very beautiful, and it can be seen that he has worked hard, but he is a little more cautious, and there is no sense of chic and willful.

"I just heard that North Qiaofeng Nan Murong, I have heard for a long time that this North Qiaofeng hero is upright and a first-class man." Yan Xuanye blinked and mocked slightly: "It can be regarded as your martial arts alliance." Among them, I have my eyes on the No. [-] person. Since this Murong Fu is as famous as him, it is worth seeing."

Huo Nanfeng let go of the arms around his waist, and said indifferently: "Qiao Feng is indeed heroic and heroic, a rare hero. It's a pity..." He hooked the corners of his lips, and said indifferently: "Born to be jealous like enmity. All contacts are white heroes."

Yan Xuanye sneered, and said: "The leader of the martial arts circle used to be jealous of evil, but he was convinced by the charm of my personality." He said in awe: "Could it be that you have never been a hero of Bai Dao?"

Huo Nanfeng was so angry and funny, his frightened appearance made him want to press down on the table and have a good kiss.But there was no expression on his face, and he said: "If you want to see him, then go see him."

Yan Xuanye snorted softly: "Could it be that if you don't let me go, I won't be able to go? It's just a joke. I haven't missed the places I want to go and the people I want to meet."

After he finished speaking, he folded the paper in front of him and threw it to the leader of the Qingtian Department, saying: "This is the headline of this issue of the newspaper. The sub-page is waiting for me when I come back from Jincheng."

The leader of the Qingtian Department was too dumb to say anything for a long time, he could only watch helplessly as his leader took out Yi Rong's outfit from the bookcase beside him, after tossing for a while, he turned to Huo Nanfeng and said, "Go!" Bar."

Murong Fu's greeting post stated that he would come to pay his respects in the afternoon of the second day.

The distance between Huicheng and Jincheng was not far, Huo Nanfeng and Yan Xuanye rode side by side, and arrived in Jincheng before dawn.

Yan Xuanye is very familiar with the chief executive of the Wulin League, and he doesn't know how many times he just came to distribute the newspaper and listen to the corner.

While throwing the whip to Huo Nanfeng casually, he stretched his waist and walked straight to the bedroom of the martial arts leader, saying: "Huo Nanfeng, I'll rest for a while."

After sleeping with his eyes closed for two hours, Yan Xuanye woke up, took a bath comfortably, had lunch, and then slowly walked to Huo Nanfeng's study.

Huo Nanfeng was indeed here.

The guards of the Wulin League turned a blind eye to this ordinary-looking young man who swaggered around the main mansion of the Wulin League.

The lord personally brought him back, accompanied him to sleep, personally ordered hot water to be prepared for him to take a bath after waking up, and personally ordered the kitchen to prepare his favorite dishes... If it wasn't for this stranger who came out of the lord's bedroom, he would have looked a little different. Ordinary, even if they are guards, they almost think that this is the lover of the leader who has been single and abstinent for a long time.

"Huo Nanfeng." An arrogant voice came from the study, and the guard buried his head even lower, "Isn't the Wulin League the legendary iron wall? Why do you let me, an unknown stranger, hang around in it, and no one is there? Stop it. No wonder every time I come to the Martial Arts League, I feel as if I have entered the land of no one."

Yan Xuanye was sitting across from Huo Nanfeng, bluntly pointing out the shortcomings of the Wulin League's security.

Huo Nanfeng looked up at him and said, "Are you concerned about my safety?"

"Of course." Yan Xuanye nodded, and admitted generously: "You are my opponent, if one day you accidentally die by some indecent means, I will also lose face."

Huo Nanfeng continued to bury his head in looking at the paperwork piled up on the table, and ignored him.

Yan Xuanye watched for a while, feeling bored.He simply stood up and started wandering around in the study.

"Huh?" He took out a roll of familiar newspapers from the two rows of tall cabinets on both sides of the study, reached out to flip through them, and turned his head to laugh at Huo Nanfeng, who carefully collected all his newspapers, but saw the opposite Fangzheng frowned slightly, and picked up a pen to write something on the paper.

Yan Xuanye touched his nose with his hand, threw back the newspapers sorted by date, and took out a book from the side and flipped through it.

Fortunately, this boring state did not last long, and soon someone came to report: "Leader, Mr. Murong has arrived."

Yan Xuanye's eyes lit up, he immediately put down the book and jumped to Huo Nanfeng's side.

In front of others, he gave Huo Nanfeng face, and he finally didn't ask the other party to take him to meet this "Nan Murong" who is as famous as "Northern Qiaofeng" immediately, but stood quietly and obediently, Wait and follow.

"North Qiaofeng, South Murong" are two young heroes who have risen rapidly in the arena in recent years.

Bei Qiaofeng is the leader of the Beggars' Clan, commanding over [-] disciples of the Beggars' Clan. He has a high position and authority, he is bold and has a very good reputation in the world.

Nan Murong is the contemporary descendant of the Murong family in Yanziwu, Gusu. His family's martial arts "Dou Zhuan Xing Yi" is famous all over the world, and he achieved great fame at a young age.

It's just that his whereabouts are relatively secretive, not many people have seen him in the world, and there are vague rumors that he is an extremely handsome and handsome man.

Rumors in the world do not deceive me.

It was rare for Yan Xuanye to stand honestly beside Huo Nanfeng, looking at the young man drinking tea with a smile on his face, he was indeed a very good-looking handsome man.

And different from those chivalrous men, this Murong Fu looks full of poems and books, but he doesn't have the sourness of a scholar, and he talks and laughs freely.

Even Huo Nanfeng, who always had a cold face, softened his expression a lot when facing Mr. Murong, who was smiling and smiling.

"I've heard for a long time that Mr. Murong is talented, both civil and military, and seeing him today, he really deserves his reputation." The martial arts leaders who are rarely praised by people all praised Murong Fu with a faint smile: "It's no wonder that you became famous at a young age, and you can be as famous as the leader of the beggar gang at a young age. "

Murong Fu smiled and said: "The leader is too famous. In front of the leader, who dares to say that he became famous at a young age? The shocking battle between the leader and the old leader back then has been passed down as a myth in the martial arts. Whenever it is mentioned, it always makes people fascinated .”

Sure enough, he is a white figure!

nausea!

hypocritical!

Flatterer!

Yan Xuanye was completely disgusted. Had Murong Fu ever seen the battle between Huo Nanfeng and his uncle?It's also a myth!That young man who was as powerful and fierce as a lone wolf in the dark night still occasionally appears in his nightmares.

If Bai Dao Wulin had seen Huo Nanfeng at that time, he would have been scared and cried countless times, and he would not be fascinated by it.

Huo Nanfeng just smiled lightly, and just accepted Murong Fu's compliments calmly, saying: "Mr. Murong is too modest. Your Excellency entered the martial arts at the age of 16, became famous in the first battle, and even Master Huangmei of Shaolin Temple respected you so much, why bother?" Self-effacing?"

"That's because Fu has never met a real master, it's just a fluke." Murong Fu chatted for a while, even changed his address, looked at Huo Nanfeng with a smile and asked: "I don't know if I have this honor. Please advise the leader of the two tricks?"

Huo Nanfeng nodded in agreement: "Now?"

"Naturally, the sooner the better, I can't wait."

Huo Nanfeng didn't know if he really had a good chat, or if he really liked Murong Fu, but he stood up immediately and said to Murong Fu, "Then please go to the training ground."

"Being respectful is worse than obeying orders." Murong Fu stood up with a smile, clasped his fists and bowed.

Huo Nanfeng led the way first, and led Renchao to the martial arts field.

Yan Xuanye stood there without moving, and Huo Nanfeng didn't seem to notice that he wasn't following, but he was talking to Murong Fu while heading towards the training ground.

Yan Xuanye's face darkened. The so-called contest between the two hypocrisy to the extreme must be limp, lukewarm and meaningless.

It's better to just find a wine shop to have a drink and feel comfortable.

Thinking of this, he couldn't stay any longer.After listening to Murong Fu and Huo Nanfeng's sour words for so long, he felt goose bumps all over his body, his teeth were sore, and he urgently needed strong wine to cheer him up.

Yan Xuanye arrived outside the martial arts lord's mansion in a short while after starting his lightness kung fu. After a few ups and downs, he went straight to the restaurant he was familiar with.

"Little Er." Yan Xuanye sat down on the second floor of the restaurant, and greeted loudly: "The stronger the wine, the better!"

"Come on..." the waiter in the shop replied with a drawn out voice.

Soon the small wine jar filled with the aroma of wine was brought to Yan Xuanye's table.

He usually doesn't like to drink strong alcohol, but his internal strength is amazing. After drinking a few large glasses of strong alcohol, his expression is still, and he seems to be in a daze.

At the next table, a tall man who had been paying attention to Yan Xuanye just now stood up, walked to his table a few steps, and said with a smile: "Good wine, but this kind of wine should be served in a small cup. It's too boring to drink."

Yan Xuanye looked him up and down, he saw that this big man had thick eyebrows and big eyes, a straight nose, and his appearance was extremely heroic.

The other party was obviously only wearing a gray coarse cloth robe, and there were even a few inconspicuous patches on the inconspicuous part of the robe.

Just standing in front of your own desk, the heroic spirit is enough to overwhelm everything, so that you can't notice what kind of clothes he is wearing, and you can't even pay attention to his appearance.

Really heroic, unrestrained and upright to the extreme.

Yan Xuanye laughed loudly and said, "Your brother is right!"

He stood up and cupped his fists and said: "Please sit down." Then he raised his voice and called: "Xiaoer, get some wine and get a bigger bowl."

"Hahahaha." The big man also smiled happily, "Brother, you are refreshing!"

After drinking a big bowl of strong wine, and having such a heroic drinking buddy, the sourness just now seemed to be washed away.

Yan Xuanye was in high spirits, and exchanged glasses with this strange big man, and even drank from the afternoon until the evening. Then he put down the wine bowl in his hand and said: "Although I just met you for the first time today. But there is a feeling of seeing each other late. I was so happy that I forgot to ask my brother Tai Gao's name."

The heroic man laughed and said: "I'm confused, it's rare to meet such a heroic friend as Xiongtai." He put down his wine bowl, and introduced himself with fists in a very solemn way: "I'm Qiao Feng."

Yan Xuanye's eyes, which were already a little drunk, lit up, and he even sat up straighter: "Qiao Feng? Qiao Feng from North Qiaofeng?"

Qiao Feng laughed loudly and said, "That's right, it's Qiao."

Yan Xuanye put his right fist into the palm of his left hand, and said: "No wonder you are so generous and heroic. I just said, when did such a heroic man appear in the martial arts, it turned out to be the hero Qiao Feng."

He stood up, clasped his fists at the hero of the White Dao, whom he even admired, and said, "In Xiayan Xuanye, it is really a great joy in my life to be able to drink and sing with the hero Qiao today."

When Qiao Feng heard his name, his expression changed, but he soon returned to normal, he also stood up and clasped his fists and said, "Qiao also never imagined that the rumored biggest devil in the underworld would be such an upright person like Sect Master Yan. "

Knowing his name, and being able to declare his family without any scruples, Qiao Feng immediately liked him.

In addition, in Qiao Feng's perception, such a heroic drinking buddy who is not shy or evasive is enough to be called a friend.

When Yeyan Xuanye hummed a song and happily returned to the Jingtian Sect's Jincheng branch, the stern Huo Nanfeng sat in his bedroom and looked at him, until he smelled the alcohol all over his body, and his expression eased a little Huan asked, "Why did you go to drink by yourself?"

Yan Xuanye snorted and said, "When will it be your turn to take care of my affairs?"

He stretched out his hand to take off his coat and threw it aside, and suddenly looked back at Huo Nanfeng with a smile, and said with a little satisfaction: "Didn't you say that Qiao Feng is jealous? Today, he and I have made friends." After thinking about it I would like to add one more sentence, "As the leader of the Jingtian Cult, hehehehe..."

Huo Nanfeng's face changed slightly, "Have you and Qiao Feng been drinking for so long?"

"Not bad!" Yan Xuanye nodded, squinting his eyes and said with some aftertaste: "No wonder he became famous all over the world at a young age, and even became the leader of the largest gang in the world. He is really bold and unrestrained, and his reputation is well-deserved!"

He imitated Huo Nanfeng's praise of Murong Fu today to praise Qiao Feng, and he felt extremely comfortable, especially after seeing Huo Nanfeng's obviously ugly face.