[System + Lu Xiaofeng] Meow's repayment

Hua Manlou's father, Hua Ruling, was quite well-known in Jianghu when he was young, but when he got older, he retired and started a business. However, he has a wide network of contacts, and his reputation is still undiminished today.

For his sixtieth birthday, there are countless guests who came to celebrate his birthday.

Many people arrived in Jiangnan more than ten days earlier.On the day of Hua Ruling's birthday, the entire Peach Blossom Fort was even more lively with people coming and going.

Su Mier's birthday gift was sent to Hua Ruling early in the morning. Although Mr. Hua had a kind attitude and seemed quite satisfied with the two paintings, he watched the other guests move them into boxes into boxes. Such an exquisite and luxurious gift, he couldn't help feeling uneasy again.

Is it too simplistic?

"It's so simple." Hua Manlou was just called by his father to ask, and when he came back, he heard Su Mier's entanglement. He immediately shook his head with a smile, "My father saw you sending When I get a birthday present, I don’t even want to look away.”

The Hua family is as rich as a country, and Hua Ruling is not someone who has never seen the world, but even so, Su Mier's handwriting still surprised him.

However, I have to say that Su Mier's birthday gift this time really touched Hua Ruling's heart. He had already left a good impression on Master Hua with his well-behaved image, but now he almost raised his favorability to the highest point.

"So uncle likes it very much." After understanding what Hua Manlou meant, Su Mier breathed a sigh of relief.

The etiquette of the Central Plains people is too complicated to make people understand, but he still hopes to make a good impression on Hua Manlou's father no matter what.

Fortunately, there was no mistake this time.

Hua Manlou couldn't help laughing when he heard his small smug laughter.

"The time is almost up, we should go."

The birthday banquet was held in the evening, and the venue was arranged in the largest pavilion in Peach Blossom Castle - Ziwei Pavilion.

Several brothers from the Hua family were there, so Huamanlou didn't need to help greet the guests.

He sat down in his seat early in the morning, and he didn't forget to pull Su Mier to the chair beside him. .

The people at the same table with them are all young talents in the world, besides Lu Xiaofeng and Li Mochen, there is also a man dressed in brocade clothes and dressed as a nobleman.

"That's Jin Jiuling, the head arrester of the Six Gates." Hua Manlou introduced Su Mier in a low voice.

Hua Ruling has been good friends with the king of the Hanhai Kingdom for many years, and today the Hanhai Kingdom specially sent envoys to celebrate his birthday.

Not only did they prepare a performance, but they also delivered a large amount of fine wine from the Western Regions.

And these hop producers didn't hesitate, and took out all of them to entertain the guests.

Most people in Jianghu love wine, and the taste of this wine is mellow. As soon as it was unsealed, many people became addicted to alcohol.

And the alcoholic Lu Xiaofeng was full of praise for these wines. He drank them very happily. While drinking, he sighed: "It's a pity that there are good wines but no beauties."

Hua Manlou didn't think this wine was so good, the strong smell of spices in the wine made him a little dizzy, but this is the wine from Su Mier's hometown after all...

After a moment of hesitation, he brought the cup to his lips.

"If you don't like it, don't drink it." Su Mier snatched the wine glass from Hua Manlou's hand lightly, "Besides, this wine is too spicy, so it's not really good wine."

Ziwei Pavilion is very spacious, the hall can accommodate hundreds of people, and the center is a large empty field, which is reserved for performances.

Lu Xiaofeng's expectation did not come to nothing.

Because soon, a beauty from the Western Regions appeared there.

Covering her face with a light veil, a pair of big exposed eyes shone with sparkling light, her slender waist twisted like a snake, her dancing posture was charming and enchanting.

The kind of Yan Ye who is completely different from the Central Plains made many people stare straight at him.

The same goes for Sumir.

However, he was not attracted by the dancer, but he felt the taste of his long-lost hometown in the familiar dance.

"It's really beautiful." Lu Xiaofeng praised him sincerely.

If just talking about appearance is not enough to make the countless beauties of Lu Daxia so amazing, but adding that rare exotic style will make a big difference.

"Didn't you think that Lu Xiaofeng, who is all over the world, is fascinated by this beauty from the Western Regions? It's really interesting." Jin Jiuling picked up the wine glass and joked to Lu Xiaofeng.

"Jin Butou, you are wrong." Lu Xiaofeng stroked his mustache and said with a casual smile: "It is not me who is fascinated by the beauties of the Western Regions, but someone else."

Jin Jiuling was at a loss, thinking it was Lu Xiaofeng's excuse, and he didn't want to take it seriously for a joke, so he poured himself a glass of wine and continued to drink

Hua Manlou understood who Lu Xiaofeng was alluding to, but just pretended not to hear it.

He lightly touched the person sitting next to him, who was staring absently at the dancers in the field, "Are you homesick?"

"a little bit……"

"Then, in a few days, do you want to go to the Western Regions to have a look?"

Su Mier thought for a while, and found helplessly that he had no such interest at all, "Let's forget it."

Those familiar things can indeed touch his heart, but it's just a touch.

Looking at the gentle smiling face, Su Mier suddenly showed a happy smile like a child.

Being with Huamanlou is like having a home.

In this way, it was enough for him.

After the banquet was over, they all returned to their rooms to rest.

Knowing that Lu Xiaofeng and the others' plan was to be carried out tonight, Su Mier simply leaned against the door with the knife in his hand so that he could rush over if something happened.

But for some reason, he always felt an uncontrollable tension constantly spreading in his heart.

There was still silence outside. After a brief hesitation, he stood up, his body flickered, and he instantly blended into the night.

At this time, Lu Xiaofeng was making final preparations for playing the iron shoe thief.

The mask, the cloak, and the heirloom that Uncle Hua specially took out for him so that he could be stabbed by Huamanlou without being stabbed to death—the soft armor wrapped in snow silk.

This will ensure that the plan is foolproof.

"Lu Xiaofeng."

The sudden voice from behind made Lu Xiaofeng's hands tremble, almost throwing the Hua family heirloom out.

It's not that Daxia Lu is timid, but that no one has ever been able to stand behind him silently like this, and before the other party spoke, he didn't notice anything wrong at all.

It's a terrible move.

Su Mier didn't care how shocked Lu Xiaofeng was, the reason why he came here was for a purpose, "When you fight Hua Manlou later, be careful not to hurt him."

"Hua Manlou is also my friend." Lu Xiaofeng couldn't laugh or cry, "Besides, even if it's not acting, it's not easy to hurt Hua Manlou."

"Then... don't get hurt by him, or Hua Manlou will blame herself."

When he first heard the first half of the sentence, Lu Xiaofeng felt as if he was struck by lightning from the Nine Heavens God, but when Su Mier finished the second half of the sentence, he calmed down.

Sure enough, Hua Manlou was the only one in this person's eyes, and it seemed that Hua Manlou's thoughts were not in vain.

Lu Xiaofeng shook the silver-white snow silk wrap, "Did you see that, this is a soft armor made of Tianshan ice silk and fine steel from the Western Regions, wearing it will make you invulnerable."

Invulnerable?

Is this thing really that powerful?

Su Mier's gaze was fixed on the mass of silver, and after a while, he suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled the soft armor from Lu Xiaofeng's hand.

"What are you doing?" Lu Xiaofeng asked in surprise.

"This thing..." With a little force on his hand, he heard the sound of the cloth being torn. Looking at the white cotton wool inside, Su Mier's face sank, "It really is fake."

And Lu Xiaofeng's complexion was even uglier than his.

You know, he was just a little bit close to turning into a dead phoenix.

"How did you find out that there is something wrong with this soft armor?" Lu Xiaofeng took a deep breath and said, "It really saved my life."

"Don't underestimate my eyesight." It was tempered by years of collecting life.

"I think we should go to Huamanlou."

Huamanlou did not fall asleep.

When Lu Xiaofeng and Su Mier were knocking on the door, he was sitting at the table, quietly wiping the sword in his hand.

"Why are you here?" For this combination, Hua Manlou felt weird no matter how he thought about it.

It's not surprising that Su Mi'er came to him at night, but Lu Xiaofeng would probably prefer to find the dancer from the Western Regions that he was very interested in to get in touch with, so why did he come with him?

"Hua Man Lou, I have something to tell you."

Lu Xiaofeng's tone was very serious, but at the same time it was full of self-blame, which made Hua Manlou feel puzzled.

What exactly happened that made Lu Xiaofeng feel guilty towards him?

But he soon found out.

"The story about the Iron Shoes Thief is false."

Once you get started, the rest is easy to say.

Lu Xiaofeng told Huamanlou how Master Hua found him, how he told him about Huamanlou's knots, how they came up with this plan, and so on.

However, to Lu Xiaofeng's surprise, Hua Manlou didn't show any anger after hearing these words.

His head drooped slightly, his expression was unclear.

This appearance, on the contrary, makes people more uneasy than anger.

After a brief silence, Hua Manlou said, "Did you, Su Mier, know about this?"

Su Mier's heart suddenly sank when he heard Hua Manlou's calm voice.

He struggled to get the word "yes" out of his mouth.

It seemed to sigh lightly, but it didn't seem to. Hua Manlou didn't say anything, but turned around and asked, "Then why do you suddenly want to tell me the truth?"

"Because of this, Su Mier discovered that this thing is just made of ordinary cloth and cotton." Lu Xiaofeng raised the soft armor in his hand, "If the plan continues, I'm afraid I'll die in your hands by now. "

Hua Manlou frowned and pondered, "In other words, something really happened to the Hua family, but I don't know if it's the iron shoe thief."

"It's very likely." Lu Xiaofeng said with a wry smile, "Hua Man Lou, I'm starting to think that your thinking is correct all along. The Iron Shoes Thief might really not be dead."

These words did not make Hua Manlou happy, he stood up, but he did not forget to pick up the sword on the table, "Anyway, let's explain this matter clearly to my father first."

"Alright." Xiaofeng nodded and followed Huamanlou out.

However, Su Mier did not move.

Just because he heard Hua Manlou sighing sadly just now—"So, don't you believe me?"