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A green and red long spear, with a vigorous figure-it turned out to be Yanhai.

He Houhan's mind turned sharply, and he suddenly recalled what Chong Yuan said a few months ago: "...she married a servant who served her since she was a child this spring..."

For a moment, he marveled at the wonders of the world, but he still hesitated when he spoke: "Sister Zhuhua, Guard Yan, you..."

Zhu Huahao was not shy, he laughed and patted Yan Hai on the shoulder, saying: "Ah Hai said you know each other, that's good! Ah Hai came into my room at the beginning of spring this year!"

Her voice was loud and loud, and the passers-by around them seemed to be silent at the same time after she finished speaking.

Yan Hai stood a little embarrassed, but did not explain.

He Houhan couldn't help laughing, he knew in his heart that even though the Kongbei Kingdom no longer existed, Zhuhua was still a princess of the clan, and Yanhai, as his servant - naturally had to marry.However, Zhuhua probably misused her words...

Zhuhua said enthusiastically: "Ari, are you coming to the martial arts conference too?" Before He Houhan could answer, she patted Yanhai on the shoulder again, and continued: "Ah Hai has always wanted to visit the Central Plains. He mentioned the martial arts conference, so he must come to compete, this is just right, Ari, you compete with him!"

He Houhan smiled and shook his head, "I'm not here to compete."

Zhuhua was puzzled and said: "Ari, your kung fu is so good, why don't you compare?"

He Houhan looked at Yanhai helplessly, changed the subject, and said, "Sister Zhuhua, this is a long story, let's find a place to sit first."

Jiang Feixue got out of nowhere, raised her head, and said in a loud voice, "Father! I want to eat crab cakes!"

Zhuhua and Yanhai were stunned.

He Houhan patted Jiang Feixue's head: "Feixue, come to meet your Aunt Zhuhua."

Jiang Feixue seemed a little reluctant, and said, "Aunt Zhuhua."

He Houhan motioned to Yanhai again, and said, "He is Uncle Yanhai."

Jiang Feixue glanced at He Houhan, lowered his head and said, "Uncle Yanhai."

He Houhan stretched out his finger and wiped the corner of her mouth, which was stained with sticky wine.

At dusk, the overwhelming sunset light turned the mottled green moss on the flagstone roads in Fancheng into strips of golden and red carps. The various food stalls that come out cannot freeze the smell of food that is mixed together and floats in the air.

Jiang Feixue finally hiccupped, covered her stomach, squinted her eyes, and followed He Houhan step by step slowly. She suddenly yawned and whispered, "Father, I'm sleepy..."

He Houhan squatted down, tilted his head and said softly, "Hold my neck."

Jiang Feixue's upper and lower eyelids were battling, and she stuck to He Houhan's back in a daze, clutching tightly like a monkey.

He Houhan put her arms around her two skinny legs, and lifted them up. It was so light... Usually it was like a sharp stone, but now it was so soft, lying on her stomach obediently... His expression seemed to congeal. A tender bud emerging in spring, tender and tender.

Zhuhua finally found the opportunity for Jiang Feixue not to occupy He Houhan, she tried her best to keep her voice down—trying not to wake Jiang Feixue, "Ari, when did you have a daughter?"

He Houhan also lowered his voice, "It wasn't born by me..."

When Zhuhua heard this, her mind was a little confused, and she quickly said: "Then who is her mother?"

He Houhan was just opening his mouth to continue the last sentence: "She is Jiang Sheng's daughter..."

Both Zhuhua and Yanhai seemed confused.

He Houhan was also slightly taken aback.

Yan Hai suddenly showed an expression of enlightenment, and said, "I heard the warlord's tent..." When he said this, he suddenly realized, and immediately fell silent.

He Houhan suddenly remembered.Countless days and nights at the border of Shizhou three years ago...Mr. Jiang Sheng sneaked into his tent in the middle of the night...

He was a little embarrassed all of a sudden, but he wanted to act nonchalantly on his face.

Zhuhua is still in confusion.

At this moment, they arrived at the Jinheshen Inn, and He Houhan nodded cautiously, saying goodbye to Zhuhua and Yanhai.

He tiptoedly put Jiang Feixue on the bed, and Jiang Feixue turned over in a daze on the bed, yelling, "Father..."

He Houhan didn't speak, and quietly closed the door and went out.

The next day.

Before dawn, He Houhan could hear the endless noise outside, as if all the people in the city had chosen this morning to take a walk, the sound of wheels, horseshoes, neighing, all embedded in a boundless human voice It's boiling.

He sat up slowly, feeling sore and tired, as if he was not as relaxed as before going to bed. He washed his face and went to the next door to call Jiang Feixue.

The two went down to the second floor, and there was no one in the hall that was still full yesterday.

Looking outside, the street was actually empty.

He Houhan couldn't help being stunned, the shopkeeper saw him, hurried over to greet him, and explained: "Guest officer, guest officer, you have a message here."

He Houhan led Jiang Feixue to find a table and sat down, and said, "Let's make some porridge first."

The shopkeeper gave Xiao Er'er an order, then turned his head and continued: "The message from Jingliumen - there are too many people attending the meeting, everyone should hurry up to occupy a good place. When looking at martial arts competitions, look for a place where the yellow and blue flags are planted, and there are seats."

He Houhan nodded, took out a small piece of broken silver and handed it to the shopkeeper, saying, "Thank you."

But the shopkeeper repeatedly pushed his hands and said: "It can't be accepted, it can't be accepted, someone explained it before."

He Houhan glanced at him and withdrew his hand.

Jiang Feixue took two mouthfuls listlessly, He Houhan took a few glances at her, took out a small medicine bottle from the package, poured out a few small red and black pills, put them in front of Jiang Feixue, and said, "You ate to eat yesterday. It’s bloated, eat this, and relieve the tiredness.”

Jiang Feixue swallowed the porridge, and asked suspiciously, "Father, why do you carry this medicine with you?"

He Houhan took a spoonful of porridge slowly, and said, "Where is the medicine, a few hawthorn pills, bought by Jiabaoji."

Jiang Feixue groaned, and after a while she suddenly asked, "Father, why do you carry sugar pills with you?"

He Houhan looked around and talked about him, first tied up the package again, then put Li Ren away, and then said: "Feixue, eat quickly, we also have to go to Zuhua Peak quickly."

Jiang Feixue glanced at him suspiciously.

An hour later.

Zuhua Peak is halfway up the mountain.

In late autumn, the mountains are full of red maples, overlapping and spreading endlessly before people's eyes and feet.The blue mountain road is looming, with a few chirping birds singing, circling up with the wind, it is really a paradise.

He Houhan stood on the outer edge of the mountain road and looked into the distance, feeling a little ecstatic.

Jiang Feixue didn't seem to be interested in the beautiful scenery, she ran and jumped up and down, as if the rather steep mountain road was a piece of flat ground

Empress He thought to herself, it was indeed Jiang Sheng's daughter, she was listless in the morning, but after a while she was alive and kicking again, she was really... full of energy.

The two climbed for a long time, and He Houhan could faintly hear the voices of people above his head, there was the clear sound of weapons clashing, there were also laughter and applause, it was very lively.

Jiang Feixue got excited, there was a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, but now he wiped his hand and jumped up a few steps.

He Houhan had never been to Zuhua Peak before, let alone participated in a martial arts conference. As soon as he climbed to the top, he saw a hewn stone floor with strips of blue bricks. It was really a huge project.

A few benches were placed next to it, and four or five people sat there. In front of them was a square table with stacks of bound white papers on it.

A young man dressed in short clothes looked up and saw He Houhan, and greeted him warmly: "Hi! Brother, which sect is it? Come and register."

He Houhan led Jiang Feixue, thought for a while, and asked, "Will you not be allowed in if you have no family or faction?"

The man said: "There is no sect, no sect, you can declare your own title." After he finished speaking, he looked at He Houhan suspiciously, and said: "The heroes who have formed their own family have already signed up in Fancheng. It seems that you didn't sign up, you And there is no sect or sect... If you are not a contestant, and you only come to visit and pay money, do you have a beacon?"

I don't even know what the Hehou Hanxin Dao beacon is.He thought for a while, and could only say: "We are from the Jingliumen."

The person next to him lifted his head up. He had been scribbling just now—transcribing something. Now he looked at He Houhan a few times, then at Jiang Feixue, and said: "This morning, Hall Master Zhong of the Jingliu Sect raised the question. After that, if a scholar-like man and a yellow-haired girl come, they will be from the Jingliu family, so go over there."

He Houhan secretly praised Zhong Zi for his thoroughness, and led Jiang Feixue forward.

After walking a little further, he turned a corner, and the noise of the crowd became clear in an instant.

At a glance, there are people all over the mountains and fields.

The top of Zuhua Peak has already been built into several partitions according to the mountain situation, one in the east, one in the west, one in the south, and one in the north.In the middle there is a platform as high as one person, which is big and wide, with a red and yellow flag flying, and a big letter written on it: Lord.It's a pity that there is still no one on the main arena.

He Houhan scanned around and couldn't help but get a headache, where did he go to find his master and senior brother?

Jiang Feixue couldn't hold back anymore, she was staring at a ring and was about to rush over to it. There was a woman with peacock hair on it, fighting with a man wrapped in leopard skin—it was really eye-catching and attracted people's attention.

He Houhan reached out and grabbed Jiang Feixue by the collar, and warned, "There are too many people here, don't run around."

Jiang Feixue immediately glared at him fiercely with a pair of peach blossom eyes.

Empress He turned a blind eye, thinking whether to go to Zhong Zi and the others first?see a yellow