It's better to make money these days

The Spring Festival is approaching, and Mangqing Cliff is gradually becoming lively.

"Hey, I heard that the leader brought back a child?"

"Tch, you are so backward. Everyone already knew that it was the young master's child, and now it is the young master."

"Ah, so that's the case, isn't he the next leader?"

"No, no, that child is still too young, and I also heard that the child has not made any progress in kung fu for several years. I am afraid that he is the same as Hall Master Ning."

"Then what about the teaching conference?"

"What can we do, the rule in our teaching is that the strongest coaches."

"Hey, why haven't I seen the little master after walking for so long?"

"Yes, I heard that he is a lively child."

The lively child was standing at the bottom of the cliff at this moment, confused.

Feng Hua bit her lower lip and turned her head with a gloomy expression.

Feng Zhong saw that he was watching too closely. He stayed up there for almost ten years before he finally found a chance to run out. However, he couldn't recognize the road. He saw several people going back from this direction. Who knows what happened after they got down? The road is so chaotic.

Feng Hua hugged the cloak around her body tightly, squatted aside and looked at those intersections, waiting—waiting for the next person to come out.

The cold wind was biting, and half an hour passed, and the sun had already risen above the head, but it had no effect at all.

Feng Hua sneezed, and when he looked up again, he saw a figure, he hurriedly beckoned and said, "Hey, wait a minute!"

The figure stopped when he heard the sound, turned around and walked slowly towards him.

When he got close, Fenghua could see this person clearly.

"you......"

"Girl, may I ask if you are Miss Liu Mengyue Liu?"

Feng Hua was stunned, suddenly a flash of light appeared in his mind, he lowered his eyes and said shyly: "It's the little girl, may I ask who it is?"

Chu Jing breathed a sigh of relief, and said in a warm voice, "My servant, Chu Jing, was entrusted by your father, Mr. Liu, to rescue you back home."

Feng Hua rolled his eyes, stood up and said, "Then I will trouble you."

"It's okay."

Because of the incompatibility between men and women, Chu Jing did not carry "Miss Liu" out of the mountain using lightness kung fu, but walked out slowly with "her".

The moment Fenghua came out, Fenghua wanted to roar, but because of his different status now, he endured it.

Chu Jing pulled out a horse from the nearby woods. It was about two hours' journey, but the two of them didn't say a word.

In Yuncheng, Fenghua looked up and silently read the two big characters on the city gate.

Chu Jing got off the horse, Feng Hua wanted to get off too, but when she turned her head and saw the outstretched hand, she realized that "Miss Liu" was weak and Jin Gui couldn't be so rude.

He tugged at the corner of his mouth and squeezed out a polite yet elegant smile, and held his hand to get down. Although he didn't know why the man stopped, but he couldn't beat him, so the scene had to continue.

Chu Jing said: "I didn't ask Mrs. Liu beforehand, so I didn't know that Miss Liu is so afraid of the cold. It's getting dark. What do you think of us resting here for the night?"

Feng Hua was startled slightly, touched his own hand, it was a little cold.Although I didn't feel cold on my body, I came out for fun anyway, and it was okay to have multiple bodyguards for free.

He said, "Okay."

Chu Jing asked for two rooms, and asked the waiter for an extra quilt.

Feng Hua turned his head slightly to look at him, um, he is quite handsome, but he is a bit dumb when he speaks.

Chu Jing turned his head, Feng Hua quickly withdrew his gaze, turned and went upstairs.

"Miss Liu, I'm next door, if there is any danger at night, you can call me."

Fenghua nodded, thanked him and closed the door.

Just as the bed was being made, there was a knock on the door.

"Miss Liu, are you hungry, go downstairs and have something to eat?"

"Oh, here we come, right away."

Feng Hua hurriedly responded, reached out to pick up the cloak and tied it firmly around his neck, he looked in the mirror, it was fine, there was no Adam's apple at all.

The waiter brought out a jug of wine and put it on the table, saying: "Your wine is warmed up, and the dishes are ready, please use it slowly, both of you."

Chu Jing nodded: "Thank you."

The shop clerk glanced at Fenghua, and walked away with a smile.

Feng Hua was sitting on the side holding the bowls and chopsticks. Due to his identity as "Miss Liu", he could only chew slowly. God knows how much he wanted to pour all the food into the bowl and feed it into his mouth with a spoon.

Chu Jing picked up the jug and poured a small cup, the aroma of the wine overflowed, Feng Hua moved his nose and looked up at him.

Chu Jing said: "Sorry, this wine can only be drunk next time."

Fenghua lowered her head and rolled her eyes, hum, you still care about me after we part?

Chu Jing lowered his eyes slightly to look at "her" for a few moments, then raised his hand to bring the wine cup to his mouth.

The strong wine entered his throat, and his body instantly warmed up.

In the middle of the night, the cold wind was blowing back and forth outside the window.

Fenghua nestled under the quilt, only one head was exposed outside.

It's so cold, he doesn't want to go out.

But no.

It's not an option to pretend like this, he has to escape, and he doesn't know where the destination is, so he has to hurry up.

The most tormenting thing in winter is coming out of bed.

Fenghua put on her clothes, turned her head to look at the quilt, gritted her teeth and walked towards the door.

Opening the door gently, Fenghua felt a little nervous for some reason.

Fortunately, there was no one outside the door, Fenghua heaved a sigh of relief, clutched his cloak tightly and walked downstairs.

The door of the inn was tightly sealed, Fenghua had never opened such a door, he turned his head to look around, and walked to the back door after a while.

The back door leads to the courtyard of the boss's house, and there is another door over there, from which it should be the alley.

Another gust of cold wind blows, and the clouds in the sky slowly drift away to reveal the moon.

The clear and cold moonlight shone down, making the night even more silent.

Feng Hua suddenly turned around and took a look, but there was nothing there.

He frowned, was it just an illusion, he was too nervous?

With a light tiptoe, the whole body has already landed on the wall, Fenghua looked around, and after identifying which side is the alley, he flew to the ground.

When the figure disappeared, the back door was slowly opened.

Chu Jing stood there staring at the direction the person was going away, frowning tightly.

Fenghua ran for a cup of tea in the city before stopping. He bent his waist, and after exercising like this, he didn't feel cold anymore. His head was covered with sweat, but he didn't take off his cloak. He couldn't catch the cold at this time. .

The city was pitch black, Feng Hua frowned, the man had come out, but where was he going, he couldn't wander outside even in cold weather.

He leaned against the wall and looked up at the sky, a moment later suddenly a shadow descended from the sky and covered him.

Fenghua quickly dodges to the side.

But the shadow kept chasing after him, Fenghua couldn't help panting.

He hasn't been down the mountain yet, so why is someone trying to kill him?And, and he's almost out of strength!

Fenghua got sick from running, so he cursed secretly and went into the alley to hide.

The shadow is really like a shadow, walking without sound.

Fenghua looked up, and the cold moonlight shone on those eyes.

"rather......"

There was a clang, the sound of metal colliding.

Feng Hua was hugged and landed on the roof with a spin.

Chu Jing lowered his head and frowned seeing him staring blankly ahead.

The shadow stood not far away, attacking without a word.

The sound of clang clang clang seemed to ring in Fenghua's heart.

Ningxiu?Why! ?

It was naturally difficult for Chu Jing to accept the move with him in his arms, but he managed to achieve something, and the move on the other side was fierce but not difficult to dismantle, so the two of them were still unscathed.

Ning Xiu suddenly stood still, the long sword glowing indifferently under the moonlight.

Feng Hua looked up, just stared at him and didn't speak.

"You shouldn't be going down the mountain."

Fenghua wanted to ask why, but the moment he opened his mouth, he didn't want to know anything.

What else to ask, in the final analysis, I am still too weak.

Chu Jing stood silently by the side, always vigilant.

Ning Xiu threw away the sword, raised his hand, and said, "Come here, I'll take you back."

Fenghua looked at him, and after a while lowered his eyes, he took off the man's hand from his waist, and walked forward.

It was only a few steps away, but the accident happened only in an instant.

Feng Hua clearly saw that silver light flying past his eyes.

"Chu Jing!"

Chu Jing snorted, turned around and stabbed him.

Ning Xiu raised his arm, the dagger in his hand snapped, he stepped back a few steps and knelt down on one knee.

"You, are you alright?"

Chu Jing frowned: "No problem."

Fenghua's eyes instantly turned red.

Chu Jing walked forward to give that man a final blow, but was pulled by his sleeve, and he looked back at him.

"Let him go."

Chu Jing retracted the saber, picked up the man by the waist and disappeared into the night.

Back at the inn, the two of them were in the same room.

Fenghua sat on the edge of the bed in a daze, only to find that the man's bedding was still intact after a while.

It turns out that he...

"When did you know I was fake?"

Chu Jing sat at the table and lit the lamp to clean the wound.

"In the beginning."

Fenghua paused for breath, raised his head to look at him, and said in disbelief: "One, one at the beginning? Then why did you bring me out?"

Chu Jing remained silent, frowning and took off his clothes.

why?He doesn't know either.

Feng Hua lowered his head and sighed, got up and walked to his side to help him expose that arm, looking at the horrific long and narrow wound, he said: "Thank you...I'm sorry."

Chu Jing didn't answer, but said, "Help me open the medicine box."

Fenghua obediently said and acted.

After the wound was treated, Chu Jing got up and said, "Go back and rest."

Fenghua sat still.

Chu Jing looked down at him.

Looking at those bloodstains, Fenghua hated her own incompetence for the first time in her heart.

Does Ning Xiu not want him to go down the mountain because he is afraid that he will lose face to the Demon Cult?

But he has worked hard, and he can't learn any martial arts.

He lowered his eyes and said in a low voice: "Look at me, am I a student of martial arts?"

Chu Jing was silent for a moment, and Feng Hua listened to him when he thought he would not speak this time.

"It doesn't matter."

Feng Hua smiled suddenly, raised his head and said: "Thank you for taking me out, I will go back tomorrow, you don't have to send me, I know the way back. Go do your work, Miss Liu... also I don't know if it's okay, thank you, goodbye."

Chu Jing watched him open and close the door without saying a word.

Fenghua returned the room at dawn the next day and paid for the two rooms.

Where did he get the money?It's just a jade pendant.

He doesn't want to owe anyone anything, from now on, Fenghua is no longer the same Fenghua as before.

Back at Mangqingya, it was no surprise that he was severely reprimanded.

"Great Master, I want to go to the Treasure Pavilion."

Feng Chong frowned and looked at him, but finally waved his hands to give up.

Feng Hua walked out of the hall, and was greeted by people along the way, and he responded with a smile. Although he didn't know these people, they were all his partners.

Ever since she knew there was such a place on the cliff, Fenghua liked to come here when she had nothing to do, sometimes it would take a whole day just to soak.

Bringing the ladder, Fenghua climbed up and reached for a thin book on the top floor.

This is a book he accidentally discovered before. The extremely negative physique introduced in the book is exactly what he looks like. This secret book is his last chance.

The little master of the Devil's Cult is closed.

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