Listen to the words of Fengxi

Eat and eat fine wine! "

Seeing Xiao Yifeng standing still, Li Jingche, who was trying to persuade him, shivered -- the chill from the pavilion master's body began to disperse, and if he didn't solve it, he might hit him directly.

"Lord Eagle, Lord Eagle, just listen to me. Pavilion Master Xiao has never drunk alcohol. Everyone in the world knows that it is not a rule, but it is recognized. You think that Pavilion Master Xiao, a young man from Nanshui, came to this deserted land to live in the desert. Dissatisfied, drinking recklessly, in case something happens, no one can afford it? I drank this wine for Pavilion Master Xiao, what do you think?"

"What can happen with a sip of wine, like a girl, if you don't drink it, you don't drink it, just grind it!"

"Differences do not conspire with each other, I have no chance to get acquainted with Lord Eagle, please come here, I invite you to drink, and leave."

Xiao Yifeng kept a straight face, not wanting to see Qu Ying, and spoke politely but in a cold tone.

"Governor Xiao, don't leave, it's not easy to come here."

Wine is strong and cowardly, let alone non-counseling.Qu Ying stretched out his arms in front of Xiao Yifeng, covering his palm-sized face tightly. Seeing the two drunken people with their arms around their shoulders, they panicked and smashed the bowl to pieces.

At the same time, in a red building in Zhunan City where the aroma of wine and tea is used for leisure and nourishment, there is a beautiful woman playing the piano in front, and red sleeves on the side to add fragrance, so Xixi said that he poured wine into his mouth glass by glass.

"This is the sound of the piano."

Gu Xiyan's eyes are bloodshot, recalling Hemeiya's Santune, it is really different from this mud cloud!

On the night of the Double Ninth Festival on the ninth day of September, it was rare for Qiuci to make an exception and take him out for a drink. It was the most gorgeous restaurant in the inner city of Yishui City, Qiqilou. Zhongping Volcano, Luo Fengpo was not kidding when he said that!

I made a vow before Qiuci came, but when I turned around, I left the pavilion master alone in Zhongping Volcano. It’s okay that nothing happened. If he lacks an arm or a leg, let alone Qiuci, even the master will not forgive me lightly. .

——Luofengpo!

Coming out of Yishui City, after the wallet became empty for the first time, all kinds of life began to unfold in front of my eyes. I wonder if the pavilion master deliberately trained himself. It doesn’t matter if he is by his side, and the more aftertaste when he comes out alone. The more flavorful it is.

The pavilion master throws away the hairpin at his waist at will, and returns at will when he comes back. Wherever he goes, people hold him respectfully and respectfully, but he never yells at anyone.When you meet someone you don't know, even if the other person looks sideways and speaks rudely, you don't get annoyed, just ignore them.He is defiant and doesn't take these trivial matters to heart.

——Luofengpo!

Entering the junction of Yishi Mountain and Qingsha Mansion, when passing through an unnamed mountain village, at the entrance of the village, a bully happened to bully the poor family and insisted on marrying his youngest daughter.Gu Xiyan wanted to stop him, but was stopped by the pavilion master. The pavilion master gave himself two choices: the first is to leave it alone, and the second is to destroy the bullies.When Gu Xiyan hesitated, the pavilion master had already gone far.He has killed countless people, and he will not casually pity poor people he doesn't know.

——Luofengpo!

It is said that Zhongping Volcano is an isolated mountain surrounded by deserts. Even if it is an active volcano, it will not cause much damage when it erupts. At most, the people will feel some shaking.It's fine if you don't get close, but if you want to go in, it's not an exaggeration to be close to death.Even if it didn't catch up with the volcanic eruption, the black wind and quicksand alone would leave no bones left.

On the big boat on the Chenghe River, the owner of the pavilion chatted with his old friend, Gu Xiyan couldn't bear it, so he went to the boat board to play among the boatmen by himself, but was quietly dragged aside by Gu Qingfeng, who came out of nowhere, and the two of them talked secretly .Gu Xiyan said that he liked a person in secret, but he had a high position and authority, and he didn't know what to do.

"When you are young, you are a jade, Chunlan is against Qiuju; the wind and rain are different, and Lao Yan will always hate you."

Gu Xiyan looked at his father, half understanding.

"If you can't protect yourself, you can't go far with him."

Neither of the two is humbler than the other, and there is no need for each other to fill in the gaps. They only lack a little concentricity to intertwine and expand, and to support and accompany each other to the sky.

"Then how can I go with him?"

Gu Xiyan said that a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, regardless of the vastness of the road ahead, if you don’t try, how will you know, if you don’t try, how will you gather ice lotus.

Therefore, Qingfeng looked at the reflection of the moon on the water, as if he could transmit his gaze to another person's heart through it. Can he really teach this child well?

"Xiaochen Pavilion is still too comfortable, why don't I go to the sea with daddy?"

——Wow, Luofengpo!

"Young master, you are drunk."

The wine glass fell to the ground, and the lady who added the wine put the jug on the table. The luthier also stopped and came to help. The two helped the dizzy Gu Xiyan to bed, and took off his boots. The lady turned back to clean up the wine table, and the luthier Baoqin leaves first.

After a while, two servants came in lightly to help clear the table, most likely at the order of the luthier.The beautiful lady turned to look at Gu Xiyan, took out her handkerchief and bent over to wipe away the tears accumulated in the corners of his eyes.Qingfeng's son, Guxiyan, has only been in the world for two years, and he has to be protected by Xiaochen Pavilion. Why is he so bitter and infatuated?

The vast yellow sand has no road and no shape.Luckily, the weather is fine today.

Xiao Yifeng looked at the outline of the ocher volcano in the distance, and approached it step by step.There was a smell of blood in the wind, but absolutely no smell of blood flame jade.Blood Flame Jade can only be formed in a place that can be contaminated with a lot of life breath. Obviously, the volcanic desert is far behind. There is no doubt that this is indeed a trap. Now the other party depends on whether they dare to attend the banquet.

I really hope that this person is the one who attacked Gu Xiyan before, so that I can save myself from trying to find out, stay away from the fireworks in the world, and solve it in a place where no one knows, the best.

Get rid of this one, where is the next one?

His right hand trembled faintly, Xiao Yifeng knew that he couldn't protect Gu Xiyan for long, but Xiaochen Pavilion couldn't hold the child for a few years, so Bai Ying might continue to support him.Autumn Ci comes to loyal ministers and filial sons, but not rebellious.This apprentice used to live near the master's gate, and after witnessing the bloody night, he came to Xiaochen Pavilion to learn art from his master.

Xiao Zhongyi can't show up, the Xiao Clan is empty, isn't it?Liyuan Villa can change its surname, but it cannot be trampled upon.

On the night of the Double Ninth Festival on the ninth day of September, Xiao Yifeng accompanied Xiao Zhongyi in the ice room and told him that he was going to Zhongping Volcano.

"That place is good, the slope of the falling phoenix! Throw the icy amber into the crater, and let the lava burn away the cold poison. If it is auspicious, everything will go well, and if it is inauspicious, it will disappear, and there will be no return."

"If I don't come back, ask my uncle to help Xiyan secretly; if he can't teach him, then help him come."

"If you don't return, wouldn't it be nice to send the two of them to accompany you?"

"It's more beautiful when the uncle is with you."

"Think beautifully."

"..."

"You still owe me a contest."

"If you don't have the life to pay back, please don't blame the uncle."

"Humph."

50. Slope of Falling Phoenix

Gu Xiyan woke up with a heavy and painful head, sat up and hated the smell of alcohol all over his body, turned his head and swept it away, leaned over the cold hangover soup on the table and drank it in a big gulp.

"Cough cough cough-"

Coughing up tears from choking, Gu Xiyan held the bowl and hugged his knees and began to sob, then wailed loudly.If you stay with the pavilion master, you won't grow up, why can't he just give up Xiaochen Pavilion to accompany him to enjoy himself!

Therefore, Qingfeng listened silently outside the door, the child was stubborn, and it was a desperate choice to exchange other people's obedience by crying, but no matter how loudly he cried, that person could not hear him thousands of miles ago.

What, did you like him?

Fortunately, Yan Xigu focused on pursuing sword intent, and was not thinking about Gu Xiyan, so it was not difficult to talk to Yan Xuanjiao about canceling the marriage agreement that was made casually back then.

This silly son, who is Xiao Yifeng?Lord of the Xiaochen Pavilion!What else could a brat with a sloppy head be doing beside him besides making trouble?Even if he doesn't care about his background and status, how can Xiao Yifeng accept that he is just a boy from Xiyan?

It is not uncommon for Longyang Huan to be happy in the world. At this moment, somewhere in the world, by the side of a mountain or water, maybe the two young people are deeply in love, but the natural way is for a man to marry a woman.

Therefore, Qingfeng accepts that her son is as good as Longyang, but it just hurts her heart!Xiao Yifeng didn't think about it first, he would definitely not abandon Xiaochen Pavilion, no matter if there is a pavilion master or a sect master, such romantic affairs are not tolerated!Besides, Gu Xiyan doesn't have the ability to guard Xiao Yifeng, so he can't hide behind him for the rest of his life, right?

Certainly not.

Xiao Yifeng's life may not be enough for half of Gu Xiyan's life.

Originally, I wanted to take advantage of the rivers and lakes and let Xiao Yifeng protect the old river and talk about it, so that I can live freely in the world, but now it seems that it is better for the father to take care of him himself.Firstly, to relieve his son's emotions, and secondly, to be more at ease - the person who couldn't move but wanted to move Xiao Yifeng, withdrew his hand from Qiucilai and stretched it out to Guxiyan.

Therefore, the difference between Xiyan and Qiuci lies in whether they know how to protect themselves.A person who can't even protect himself, what right does he have to stay by Xiao Yifeng's side?

When the wind blew up at night, sand got into his clothes. Xiao Yifeng sat on a rock with his back against a taller rock behind him, covering his ears with his hands and closing his eyes to prevent the sand from pouring in.With such a strong wind, no matter how strong the cold air is for a night, it will be exhausting.

The world was turned upside down, and the scene of running into the ghost town for the first time emerged in Xiao Yifeng's mind.

The thick fog is shady and cool, the black air bursts, and the whimpering ghosts linger.Xiao Xiaofeng, who was not yet six years old, could still hear the screams of burning and killing inside the Xiao Clan, those noises made him dizzy, and he was so overwhelmed that he didn't care where he was.

On the third day of March that day, my younger brother was less than four months old, and he had not fully recovered because of the exhaustion of his mother's spiritual energy due to dystocia, so he had been recuperating in the garden.Yesterday my father was chatting and laughing with the other sect masters in the pavilion, but he was hurriedly called away after the ancestor worship at noon because of some messy murder case, and he didn't come back in the evening.

Xiao Xiaofeng sat on the roof and waited, only a group of killers were waiting.