The leader is playing a big game of chess

It has been a month since Yan Xuanye saw Qiao Feng, Duan Yu and Xu Zhu again.

Among them, the Gossip Weekly has published two more issues, but there is nothing more interesting than "Nan Murong" in the past and "Thousand People's Pillow" today.

br>Even though the new weekly gossip report contains more interesting gossip, it is clear that the enthusiasm of the masses is still concentrated on Murong Fu.

But it is a pity that since that issue of the weekly gossip, his whereabouts have been kept a mystery.

He had received a notice from Xu Zhu to go with him to meet Qiao Duan and the two who had returned from their trip to the north, but before they could enter the agreed suburban woods, he heard an excited call from the forest: "Second brother!"

The young man galloped out, with Lingbo microsteps on his feet, he arrived in front of Xu Zhu in the blink of an eye.

"Third brother!" Xu Zhu's face turned red, but he still stretched out his arms and hugged him tightly.

Yan Xuanye felt relaxed and happy watching it, as expected, all kinds of things were pleasing to the eye.

only……

"Where's Brother Qiao?" Yan Xuanye asked.

"..." Duan Yu, who was ecstatic when he saw Xu Zhu, suddenly collapsed, he broke free from Xu Zhu's embrace, looked at the forest behind him with some worry, and said in a low voice: "Brother... …not so good?"

"What's going on?" Yan Xuanye started walking towards the woods.

There is a small, simple wine shop in the forest.

This kind of wine shop is only for pedestrians in the suburbs to rest their feet, so there is no good wine.

But Qiao Feng, who was sitting with his back to Yan Xuanye, was drinking the wine in the glass with his head up, as if he was drinking jade liquid and fine wine.

"Brother Qiao..." Yan Xuanye sat down opposite him, picked up the jug and got himself a bowl of wine, and said, "I'll drink with you."

After he finished speaking, he raised his head and drank the wine in the bowl.

The taste is even worse than expected, and the inferior wine has almost no taste at all except for the taste of wine.The Jingtian leader, who was used to rich clothes and fine food, poured himself another big bowl without any complaints, picked it up and grinned at Qiao Feng, "Damn it."

Without waiting for Qiao Feng to finish speaking, he raised his head and drank a large bowl of bad wine.

When he slapped the wine bowl on the table again, Yan Xuanye's face flushed a little more.

"When I was 16 years old, I went down the mountain and traveled alone for the first time. My father said that no one should find out that you are the young master of the Shocking Sect, otherwise the Baidao martial arts will attack you, and my life will be lost." Yan Xuanye While pouring wine for Qiao Feng, he continued: "But the Jingtian Sect's sword skills are unique, and the Wulin League is our world enemy. They have already sent people to monitor every move of the Jingtian Sect. So I have been in the Jianghu for half a month, and I was arrested. They unmasked their identities and besieged a small town."

Ever since he sat down, Qiao Feng, who had been silent only drinking, finally looked up at him.

"The young master of the Shocking Sect is the best and most harmless prey in the eyes of Bai Dao martial arts. Many young people in the world want to take advantage of the opportunity, and they can cut one or two knives on the young master of the Shocking Sect. It's enough to brag about, isn't it?" Yan Xuanye smiled sarcastically.

The events of that year are vivid in his memory, he knows how quickly Bai Dao Wulin turned his face.The person who still cherishes you one moment, will immediately draw a knife to face each other the next second, even if you haven't hurt a hair of him or his family.

"Do it." Qiao Feng took the initiative to raise the wine bowl to Yan Xuanye.

"But I still escaped. They probably didn't expect that I, who was seriously injured, would still have the strength to use lightness kung fu to escape. Of course, they didn't even expect that someone from the Baidao martial arts would help me escape." Yan Xuanye laughed again. Laughing, he suddenly said: "Brother Qiao, Baidao Wulin treats me like the gang of beggars treats you. Even though it obviously doesn't hurt them at all, a sentence of 'If you are not of my race, their hearts must be different' is enough to sentence you to death."

Xu Zhu and Duan Yu had already walked over at this time, sat down beside him, after hearing Yan Xuanye's words, Xu Zhu said "Amitabha" in a low voice, and said: "All living beings are equal."

Yan Xuanye snorted softly, and said again: "But who cares about their approval? I act with a clear conscience, and even the righteous 'Bei Qiaofeng' would praise me as worth making friends. Does it matter if your character approves of you?"

"Not bad!" Duan Yu glanced in amazement at the Shocking Cult Leader who could speak normal human language and comfort others, besides lamenting that their big brother's power is infinite, and they can actually influence this great martial arts demon, What's more is the recognition of Yan Xuan's night talk: "Whether big brother is Han or Khitan, in Duan Yu's heart, he will always be that chivalrous big brother!"

"Third brother is right!" Xu Zhu also said, "Elder brother will always be my elder brother."

"Hahahahaha..." Qiao Feng laughed suddenly and said, "Master Yan and the two younger brothers are right. I am obviously still me, so why should I be affected by others, and become depressed just because of a change in identity?"

"In the first place." Duan Yu hurriedly said again: "Everyone says that the Khitan people oppress the Han people and treat them worse than pigs and dogs. But my elder brother also saw it outside Yanmen Pass. Didn't those Han officers also oppress the Khitan people and treat them like pigs and dogs?" ?" He glanced at Yan Xuanye thoughtfully, coughed lightly, and said again: "The Beggars' Clan has always been a chivalrous gang, but they destroyed the Great Wall for the sake of a treacherous man, and they did not hesitate to slander Big Brother and Chief Wang. Known as a great devil, he dared to speak out, dare to hate, dare to act, never bullied others, and killed innocent people indiscriminately. In comparison, Yan Jiaozhu is the leader of the demon sect, but he is much better than most people in the martial arts Baidao."

Yan Xuanye rolled his eyes, who would be better than Wulin Baidao? !

"Hehe, third brother is right."

As Qiao Feng spoke, he poured wine into the wine bowls in front of the four of them, then picked up the bowls and said, "I am no longer Qiao Feng, but Xiao Feng."

He was originally a first-class open-minded person in the martial arts, but he was a little depressed when he was hit by more and more obvious facts when he suffered a sudden change and traveled thousands of miles north to track him down.

At this time, after a few bowls of strong wine, and a few bosom friends who never change because of their status, they are still by their side, Qiao Feng, no, it should be Xiao Feng now, full of heroism, He said loudly: "Come on, finish this glass of wine, Xiao Feng from Khitan, toast the three brothers."

The three raised their bowls and all drank the wine in the bowls.

"Huo Nanfeng!" In the middle of the night, Yan Xuanye suddenly woke up from the bed and sat up.

After meeting Qiao Feng during the day, there was always a thought in his mind that couldn't get rid of——

Yan Xuanye recalled what happened when he was 16 during the day, although it was to cheer up Xiao Feng, but he suddenly discovered doubts that he had never discovered before.

The 16-year-old Jing Tianjiao's young master's martial arts are already very good. Even if he is not as unscrupulous as he is now, it is not so bad that he can't even protect himself.

But those who besieged him that day clearly had the upper hand.

Being able to gain the upper hand over the young master of the Shocking Sect is considered mighty and domineering in the martial arts world.But that young man who was obviously not much older than him was able to bring him out of the encirclement.

That man's martial arts is definitely not bad!Yan Xuanye came to a conclusion.

That man's martial arts were at least better than his 16-year-old self.

Not much older than me, martial arts still superior to me at that time, the vivid silhouette that appeared in the dream that woke me up just now...

Yan Xuanye got out of bed and poured a cup of cold tea to drink. Could it be really Huo Nanfeng?

He was full of doubts and... pride, did Huo Nanfeng like him from that time on?

Hahahahahaha.

Yan Xuanye flipped back and got back on the bed. The lightness of Xiaoqiao's movement was extremely beautiful and chic.

Unexpectedly, my own charm is so great!

After sleeping extremely peacefully in the second half of the night, Yan Xuanye got up early in the morning and went straight to the Martial Arts Leader's Mansion, intending to ask Huo Nanfeng if the matter was true.

Unexpectedly, I didn't meet anyone.

He was not discouraged, and continued his efforts the next day, but he was in vain again.

On the third day, when Yan Xuanye climbed over the wall and entered the martial arts leader's mansion with ease, he was already a little confused and worried.

But his frowning didn't last long, and he was soon attracted by the back of both of them entering the study.

The one on the left, he is very familiar with, is Huo Nanfeng.

The one on the right, Yan Xuanye followed with a sneer, and he is very familiar with it recently, Huo Nanfeng has not blown this scourge out of the martial arts lord's mansion, and dare to say something in front of him, "Okay, what you say is what it is ".

Is it easy to coax yourself when you are a child?

While thinking with righteous indignation, he turned over and swept up the roof without a sound, carefully lowered his body, and looked down from a very small gap between the tiles——

Murong Fu put his hand on Huo Nanfeng's, and said to him with a smile: "It's a great fortune to be able to get the help of the lord, and there is nothing in return."

Then, Yan Xuanye's voice, which could be recognized even when he was burned to ashes, resounded faintly in the study: "The reward I want is something you can definitely give."

"Oh?" Murong Fu's smile became more obvious, and his hand even lightly pressed the back of Huo Nanfeng's hand a few times, and then slowly moved along the back of his hand towards his arm, saying: "As long as It’s there, the leader may as well say it bluntly, and he will never be stingy.”

Yan Xuanye had already put the scabbard on his hand. If his intuition told him that there would be more exciting content to gossip about, he would have drawn his saber and hacked directly from the roof to kill this shameless couple. The dog man who prostitutes himself in the study day by day!

"Oh?" Huo Nanfeng sat down calmly, and his arm slipped from Murong Fu's hands, "I heard that you went to the grassland outside the Great Wall a few days ago."

"Sure enough, nothing can be hidden from the leader." Murong Fu laughed.

"I heard that you also went to see the current emperor of Khitan, Yelu Hongji?" Huo Nanfeng asked again.

"Hehe." Murong Fu said, "Even if he is the king of a country, he can't compare to the courage of the leader."

Yan Xuanye narrowed his eyes slightly.

Khitan?

emperor?

This Murong Fu is really broken, who dares to crawl on the bed?

Huo Nanfeng, who had been keeping his composure all this time, suddenly laughed at himself, put his backhand on the back of Murong Fu's hand, looked into his eyes, and asked, "With Emperor Khitan and Prince Xixia, do you still need me, the leader of the martial arts?"

Murong Fu suddenly smiled, lowered his head and approached Huo Nanfeng, and said something softly.

His voice was extremely low, almost lip-synch.In addition, he said it with his head down, Yan Xuanye couldn't see his mouth clearly.

So he could only see that Huo Nanfeng, the leader of the martial arts alliance who had always been calm, suddenly darkened his face.

And Murong Fu took advantage of the situation and stretched out his hand to press Huo Nanfeng's shoulder, and said with a smile: "Prince Zongzan is only a child, and Yelu Hongji is too old, only you..."

As he spoke, he lowered his head slightly.

The one who was faster than him was the one who had already endured to the extreme, the gorgeous sword light that fell from the sky!