Tragically favored by the famous group

Although he didn't see it with his own eyes, Chi Xin didn't know why he thought of the black-clothed masked man he met on the boat that day.That person may recognize him when he meets again, but he doesn't know the person's appearance, he only remembers the voice, a little proud, but not domineering, nice voice.

The upper room where he and his eldest brother are located is the yard behind the inn. If it is shelter from the rain or guests who are eating are in the front room.

If the man in black that the shadow guard found was just an ordinary quack, it wouldn't be a big deal.Even if you have enough food and drink to stay in the hotel, there is nothing strange about entering the back yard.There are many people from the rivers and lakes traveling from south to north, and the journey is blocked by the heavy rain. It is possible that black and white do not interfere with each other, or that they have similar temperaments and exchange cups.

Chi Fei instructed: "Ying Jiu, keep an eye on that person's whereabouts. If he still has accomplices, let's not act rashly."

"Yes." The shadow guard left in response.During the entire conversation, the shadow guard never entered the room.

Unlike Chi Fei's frowning, Chi Xin thought that he practiced martial arts too well, like those shadow guards who come and go without a trace, it seems to be very hard work.Not as good as normal servants, the shadow guards have to run around in the rain, and they are not as good as the servants on the bright side who can eat and drink with their masters. It is said that the shadow guards have to hide in the dark.

Therefore, the standard of martial arts is to be able to strengthen the body and work without being tired. If you practice too well, if you become a guard or shadow guard, you may not be comfortable.Chi Xin decided not to show any martial arts moves in the Feng family, and waited for the young servants to hang out, and just waited for the promotion.

In the sacred religion, low-level servants are not allowed to practice martial arts.As for the practice of martial arts, Chi Xin didn't have a particularly strong drive for persistence. Compared with it, he preferred the way of medicine.When he was a drug slave, he was able to persist in living. Apart from his special physique, there was another point. The famous doctor in the drug house did not dislike his humble status. He would teach him a lot of medical principles in private, even more seriously than the apprentices in the teaching. .

The famous doctor often praised him for being smart and remembering.If you were born in an ordinary family in the south of the Yangtze River, you can have the opportunity to read and write, and you might be able to take the imperial examinations; even if you don’t have the money to study, you can learn a craft as an apprentice and live a better life.

When he became a servant of Feng's family, he was treated well with all food and shelter, and the "magnificent" ambition that Chi Xin had imagined at the beginning was wiped out.Even if he has a free body, can go outside to wander around, and if he is lucky enough to learn a craft that can support him from a good master, can he really live independently?

He is not sure whether he still wants to leave Feng's house ten years later.The eldest brother of the Chi family looks amiable, the rules of the Feng family are not too difficult, and the servants are treated well.However, they all hated the holy religion so much that he couldn't really get close to him no matter what.

"Fourth brother, what are you thinking? You're so engrossed." Chi Fei thought that Chi Xin was unwell, and asked with concern.

But Chi Xin answered irrelevantly: "Brother, if that man in black is really the one you're after, will you fight him again?"

"Yes, regardless of whether he is a demon cultist or not, that man's martial arts moves are very exquisite, and he is more talented than those from famous families in the Central Plains. I fight more with such people, and my martial arts can improve faster." Chi Fei Obsessed with martial arts, he talked a lot on his own, but seeing Chi Xin's worried face, he had to say again, "Don't worry, fourth brother, if the other party is a gang, I will definitely not act rashly."

Chi Xin was obviously not worried about his elder brother.

In the memory of the original owner, Chi Fei's talent in martial arts is extremely high, and the younger generation has almost no opponents not only in the Jiangnan martial arts forest, but also in the north.The eldest brother was ten years older than Chi Xin, and the young man from the Holy Church seemed to be between a boy and an adult man, that is, around 20 years old.No matter how talented they are, there is still a ten-year difference in skill between them.

But obviously, the more you are afraid of something, the more you will come.

Chi Xin heard a familiar voice and shouted nearby: "Chi Fei, go out with me if you have the guts, and have a good competition in a place with few people."

"Report your name if you have the ability. Chi never fights with nameless rats who hide their heads and show their tails." While replying, Chi Fei dipped his fingers in tea and wrote on the wooden table: Fourth brother, don't make a sound, the one from the Demon Sect is outside. Young master.You and Chi Li contact decent people nearby, don't act rashly.I'll go meet that guy first.

"My name is Wei Duanqing. I'm an unknown person in the Jianghu. I don't know why Mr. Chi is chasing me so hard?" Wei Duanqing's tone sounded bright and aboveboard.

"Wei Duanqing?" Chi Fei has indeed never heard of this name, but the leader of the Demon Cult seems to be surnamed Wei.Without thinking too much, he picked up his saber and pushed open the door.

The rain outside is much lighter than before.

The moment the door opened, Chi Xin saw a man in black standing on the opposite roof.

Chi Xin's body has good eyesight, even in dim light, he can see details far away.The man on the roof was dressed in black, but it was not the night clothes seen on the Fengjia cargo ship that day, but a finely cut silk robe, embroidered with dark red patterns on the robe, revealing elegance and luxury.He didn't mind at all that such a gorgeous robe was drenched in the rain, with a relaxed expression.His black hair was not tied up, blowing in the wind.

All of these can't hide this person's peerless appearance.

Chi Xin thought that a tall and handsome man like his elder brother Chi Fei was already a dragon and a phoenix among men, plus his tall and straight figure with a sword.And the person on the opposite side, like a fairy who has fallen into the mortal world, exudes an aura of a king who despises the mortal world.This has nothing to do with age, but stems from that person's strong self-confidence.

Is that the Young Master Wei Duanqing of the Holy Cult?

That day in the cabin, was also the young master Wei who broke his love?

If the voices weren't exactly the same, Chi Xin wouldn't dare to recognize them at all.On the Fengjia cargo ship, Wei Duanqing was so seriously injured that he fell into a coma for a short time, pale and frail, and spoke weakly, completely different from the feeling of the strong aura this time.

When the door opened, Wei Duanqing didn't notice the other people in the room. He looked calm and composed, but his internal injuries hadn't healed yet, and he wasn't sure enough to beat Chi Fei easily.

In his previous life, he only fought against Chi Fei when he was 25 years old. At that time, he had no internal injuries, and it was only a tie.Now five years earlier, Chi Fei's skill in moves has not yet reached its peak, and Wei Duanqing's internal strength is not as deep as five years later.But he has self-confidence, and if he lacks internal strength, he makes up for it with skillful moves.

He knew the secrets of the moves of the Central Plains Wulin gang, those from the Chi family, the Feng family, and those from famous families.In the previous life, those famous and decent families assembled a large group of people to attack them.He has fought against these decent people many times, and the experience of escaping death is still fresh in his memory.

This time, he took the absolute initiative, and he didn't want to see these self-proclaimed decent people being used by the real masterminds behind the scenes.Those people thought it was an action to exterminate the "Demon Cult" on behalf of the sky, but in fact it was just a meaningless killing caused by being blinded by people and wasting their energy in vain.

In the previous life, although the alliance of decent people broke through the main altar of the Holy Cult, it was only a miserable victory, and the elite disciples were killed and injured countless times.Although the Holy Cult was in a slump, the famous families in the Central Plains martial arts also lost a lot of manpower because of this.After that, there was no power to prevent even more terrible things from happening.

"Chi Fei, do you dare to compete with me alone?" Wei Duanqing didn't want to be followed, so he might as well take the opportunity to have a good talk with the eldest son of the Chi family.In his memory, in his previous life, he was also among the people who rushed into the massacre of the holy religion. Chi Fei appealed to everyone not to kill unarmed women, children and servants.

This time, since Wei Duanqing is destined to meet Chi Fei again, he might as well take the opportunity to change from passive avoidance to active attack.Since Chi Fei, the eldest son of the Chi family, is good at martial arts, he will appear as a strong man to attract Chi Fei's attention.If the two sides can draw a tie today, Chi Fei is willing to sit down and listen to him if they talk about martial arts. Everything in the future may not be as pessimistic as in the previous life.

It is better to hit the sun than to choose the day. Before Chi Fei meets with more decent people and before a series of tragedies happen, he persuades Chi Fei.The Chi family has a very high status in the Jiangnan martial arts. If Chi Fei is willing to try to believe him, at least he will not be as hostile to the holy religion as he is now, and he will not ask the two sides to shake hands and make peace. black hands.

The author has something to say: Xiaogong is long overdue, but he is focused on his career.