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"What are you doing so far away? Come here." Fengtian casually looked at the handsome man in black clothes.

Mo Feiyun started to step forward, as expected, the man turned over and pressed his shoulder viciously, and stretched out his hand to press Mo Feiyun's rough left hand on the desire that arose in the morning, slightly blinding his eyes.

"Just once, use your mouth...um..." The expression of the young man immersed in desire was as bewitching as a poisonous flower, Mo Feiyun moved without a trace of hesitation, and slowly untied Fengtian's belt.

Fengtian held down Mo Feiyun's head, suppressing a low moan.How to put it, Mo Feiyun has no skills at all, rigid and monotonous, as if he is dealing with a certain important task at hand, rigid and indifferent.However, the calm man in the eyes of outsiders is "resolving worries and problems" for his master at this moment, with a face full of joy and devotion, Fengtian is satisfied, perhaps it can be said to be extremely satisfied.

The depths of his throat were burning, and the teenagers were just when their desires were strong. Mo Feiyun felt Fengtian's hands clasping the back of his head tightly, and subconsciously closed his eyes.A scorching heat sprayed deep into the throat, with the unique taste of a teenager, stimulating the stomach to convulse, and the throat tightened.

Fengtian opened his eyes and watched Mo Feiyun retreat, coughing softly.After a while, he returned to his original appearance, as if nothing had happened, and lowered his head to straighten his clothes.

After Fengtian ate some snacks, Uncle Qin personally led Fengtian to choose a fine horse. Fengtian has a good eye for horses, and there are quite a lot of good horses in the Tiandimeng. Fengtian was in a good mood and chose a big black horse. This horse is wild and unruly, and it can be seen how much work it took to tame it.

"What's the name of this horse?"

"Mr. Murong has good eyesight. This is the best horse sent by other sects the day before yesterday. It turned out to be called Black Pearl." Uncle Qin said hastily.

Fengtian smiled and nodded, "It's better to call Yeqi, Pearl is too vulgar and powdery, it's not his temperament."

"Yeqi... Well, a good name. This horse..." Before Uncle Qin finished speaking, Mo Feiyun walked over and glanced at the black horse behind Fengtian.

"It's time to go."

Uncle Qin nodded, the attendant led the horse and went out, Fengtian also followed.Mo Feiyun was dressed in a dark blue robe, he looked more like a knight in the rivers and lakes, his face was still calm.After leaving the fine iron gate of the Tiandimeng, Fengtian paused.

Looking at the situation, he could probably guess what Mo Feiyun was thinking.Have you seen any dangerous scenes on the battlefield?

"It finally came out, the two of you are really procrastinating." Wan Zhongling sat on the horse and looked at the two with a smile.

This woman is dressed in water green clothes, not complicated, and holding the rein in her hand, it is not a beautiful sight.

Mo Feiyun signaled to set off, watched Fengtian get on the horse, then went to the big bay red horse and jumped on it.

Wan Zhongling looked at him and grinned.

"Miss Wan please." As he spoke, he shook the reins and walked down the mountain.

Fengtian looked at the two people riding horses side by side in front, and at the dozen or so guards around him, feeling a little restless in his heart.If it is said that he is not looking forward and backward like Mo Feiyun, he has already made arrangements, so naturally he is not afraid of anything.But in the end, they were still forced to bind their hands and feet, and were not allowed to be free.

Wan Zhongling turned his cheek to look at Mo Feiyun's indifferent expression, and frowned slightly, "You really cherish words like gold, you treat everyone the same."

It was the first time Mo Feiyun heard someone make such an evaluation in front of his face, and he couldn't help being taken aback, but he still didn't speak.

"I was a little surprised to see you and Mr. Murong in the back mountain last night."

Mo Feiyun turned his face to look at her for a while, "Why?"

Wan Zhongling laughed, "I just think it's very interesting. You guys are not like friends, but like...a master-servant relationship."

"His status is noble, nothing unusual."

Wan Zhongling's understanding of the phrase "noble status" seems to be a bit repulsive. There is no such thing as being noble or not in the Jianghu. Otherwise, how would the world's largest beggar gang get involved in the Jianghu?But of course he wouldn't tell him that everyone is equal. "He saved you?"

To Wan Zhongling's question, Mo Feiyun answered silently.

"When you appeared in the back mountain, I was really surprised. One was silent and the other was indifferent. It was obviously strange, but I also felt that the two of you stood together surprisingly harmoniously. How should I put it...it feels subtle." Wan Zhongling's character is straightforward, Think of what to say.

But he didn't expect to get a sneer from the other party.

Wan Zhongling was startled, "Why, did I say something wrong?"

"You are so innocent and childlike." As soon as Mo Feiyun uttered these words, Wan Zhongling blushed and was speechless.Mo Feiyun didn't speak anymore.

Fengtian frowned, Wan Zhongling blushed a little cutely.He never knew that Mo Feiyun would make girls blush, obviously, what he said...

"Why is Fang's leader surnamed Fang, but Qianjin's surname is Wan?" Fengtian asked the people accompanying him, Fengtian felt that this person looked a little like Mo Feiyun, and he was a little numb and rigid.

"The lord was blessed with a daughter back then, but the lady was very weak when she was young, and many famous doctors said she couldn't support her, but one day a fortune teller said that the lady's fate was hard, and the Fang family was too murderous, so he let him go. The dot on the square character, the young lady gradually got better, and after learning martial arts, she became a hero among women." Zhu Jing was the guard chosen by Mo Feiyun himself, he was a little curious about Mo Feiyun, and Mo Feiyun admired his kung fu as a man, After thinking about it for a short time, there is a tacit understanding.So he stayed by Mo Feiyun's side.

Fengtian nodded, "There are rumors in the world that Miss Wan and Young Master Seventeen are a natural couple, so they have a marriage contract?"

"Everyone in the Tiandimeng knows that the two are childhood sweethearts who are like brothers and sisters. Although the leader has thought about their marriage, the young lady is a kind person. She is willing to find a good husband with similar feelings."

Fengtian ponders, is the affection connected?Feiyun doesn't know how to communicate with anyone, even if it's acting, but if the young lady likes her, it doesn't matter whether Mo Feiyun is cold or incomprehensible, it's easier to use her up.

Seeing the thoughtful look of this mysterious Mr. Murong, Zhu Jing stopped talking.Miss Wan is such a woman, she is naturally loved by everyone.

The weather was hot, and Fengtian was already sweating a lot, but seeing the two people in front of him as if nothing had happened, Fengtian waved his sleeves irritably, and it happened that Mo Feiyun turned around.Mo Feiyun turned his horse's head and leaned closer, Fengtian's forehead was also dripping with sweat.

"There is a tea room in front, sit down and rest before leaving."

Fengtian nodded, his fair cheeks were reddened by the sun, and he frowned slightly.Mo Feiyun knew that he couldn't stand the heat.

The teahouse is very small, placed on the side of the road. Because it is relatively remote, there are not many people, only some passing businessmen and people from the rivers and lakes.

Mo Feiyun picked a corner position to place Fengtian and Wan Zhongling, and looked around.Fengtian watched Zhu Jing enter the tea shed, and tried the poison quietly and calmly.

Fengtian raised the cup and was about to take it in, Mo Feiyun turned one hand across to take the teacup, and handed over the tea he hadn't drunk.Fengtian also took it and drank it.

Tea is not good tea, but it has the unique fresh taste of Jiangnan, but who is good water.

Wan Zhongling stared blankly at the two who were drinking herbal tea in silence, feeling lost for a while.

Mo Feiyun glanced at her, "It's too hot, drink a little to cool off."

Hearing what he said, Wan Zhongling realized that he was holding a teacup but forgot to drink it.In response, he bowed his head and drank tea.

Tianzi Pavilion

Mo Feiyun greeted Fengtian to get on the horse, but this time he didn't mention the horse to walk in front, he rode the horse and walked on his right side, his face was calm, he didn't know what he was thinking.It's not far from the town here, and it's just a good time to stop for something to eat at noon, avoid the scorching sun, and then set off.

"I think the flood has just passed, and soon there will be a drought in the south of the Yangtze River." Of course Fengtian was talking nonsense, and he was complaining.Mo Feiyun understood, but Wan Zhongling didn't.

"Mr. Murong came to Jiangnan for the first time? The weather is hot, but it can't be a drought." Wan Zhongling said with a smile.

Fengtian glanced at him and laughed softly. "I see."

Wan Zhongling didn't know Fengtian's thoughts, seeing him smiling like this, he couldn't tell what it was like, this young man was only seventeen or eighteen years old, but he looked...

Feng Tian slapped his sleeves twice, Mo Feiyun turned his cheek to look at him, "I will be entering the city soon, my lord has to bear with it for a long time."

"Do you think I'm not even as good as a girl's family?" Fengtian gave him a big face. Was it for nothing that he marched and fought in Mobei for many years?It's just that the weather at this time is difficult for people to adapt to.

Cheeks drooped in silence, Mo Feiyun didn't want to make him more irritable in such a hot weather.

At this moment, the front stopped, and Zhu Jing raised his voice, "Who are you all?"

Following the prestige, a few tall and strong men blocked the way ahead, only seven or eight people came, all with knives in their hands.Mo Feiyun looked around, but there were more than just a few of them.

"Don't you know? This area is the territory of grandpas. If you want to pass here, you have to ask grandpa if he is happy."

It sounds like Road Hog, or a group of people who rely on mountains to eat mountains.

Zhu Jing raised his hand, "Zhu Jing of the Alliance of Heaven and Earth, please open the way." The other party heard it clearly, obviously knowing his identity.

"Hehe, what we're blocking is the path of the Heaven and Earth League." As soon as the words fell, a group of masked men in black came out from all around, and they didn't seem to be the same as these Road Hogs.

"My lord, get off the horse!" Mo Feiyun grabbed Fengtian's waist and took him off the horse to protect him behind him.Fengtian exhaled, patted the folds of his clothes, with a displeased expression on his face.

The men in black surrounded them and acted in an orderly manner, which must have been premeditated.Look at this battle, stranger