Wuxia: You can’t start without Mrs. Guo!

The third day that Qin Feng left Peach Blossom Island.

Without the enrichment brought by Qin Feng, Huang Rong always felt a little empty, and she knew that this was just the initial discomfort.

At meal time, Huang Rong saw that only Guo Fu came over alone and asked:

“Fu’er, why are you alone, Xiang’er?”

“I don’t know, I haven’t seen my sister for a day.”

Guo Fu thought about it and replied.

“Not good!”

Huang Rong’s heart suddenly changed, her face changed greatly, and she hurriedly flew towards the dock where the ship was docked.

When it came to the shore, as expected, there was one less ship.

“This stupid girl actually dares to go to sea alone, if she encounters some wind and waves.”

Huang Rong stood on the shore, looking at the endless sea, angry and worried.

I have long seen that this girl is dead-headed, and I should look at it tightly.

Huang Rong secretly blamed herself.

It’s not that she didn’t see the clues of her little daughter, and she often persuaded, but she was disobedient, leaving her helpless.

Now she doesn’t even say hello, so she leaves her mother to chase men.

“What a crime!”

Recalling what happened during this time, Huang Rong looked up to the sky and sighed, and his resentment towards Qin Feng deepened:

“Qin Feng, don’t mess around!”

Without herself watching from the sidelines, Huang Rong didn’t dare to imagine what would happen after waiting for Xiang’er to meet Qin Feng.

“I have to chase Xiang’er back.”

Making up her mind, Huang Rong went back to the room to take the beggar’s token and beat the dog stick, and found Guo Fu, who was still eating.

“Where’s my sister?”

Guo Fu looked up and asked.

The youngest daughter sneaked away, and seeing that the eldest daughter was still eating here without heart and lungs, Huang Rong felt very bad.

Resisting the urge to lose her temper, after all, it was not Fu’er who made the mistake, Huang Rong pulled her eldest daughter to the beach, got on the boat and went to sea.

Another place.

Qin Feng didn’t know about the events on Peach Blossom Island, let alone that two days after he left, Guo Xiang chased after him.

Leaving from Peach Blossom Island and returning to the inland of the Great Song Dynasty, Qin Feng was constantly rushing in the direction of Ultimate South Mountain.

On the way, I met a fallen scholar named Ouyang Xu, and he wanted to find his own short-sightedness, and he was willing to help others, so he helped him and let him go quite sharply.

When passing through Qiantang, he also met a Zhao’s teahouse built near the river, and after drinking a cup of tea, Qin Feng determined that this was really that Zhao Pan’er, but it was Zhao Pan’er who had not yet met Ouyang Xu.

Oh, Ouyang Xu is dead.

Ultimate South Mountain.

Snow is covered in silver.

In the fierce howling wind and snow, a particularly conspicuous blue figure was walking towards the mountain gate of the Quanzhen Sect.

The person who came was Qin Feng, who had come all the way from Peach Blossom Island.

Since Wang Chongyang’s death, the Quanzhen Sect, which was once famous in the rivers and lakes, has completely declined.

Not to mention a great grandmaster martial artist like Wang Chongyang, the whole sect is up and down, and now the seventh son of Quanzhen, who is the mainstay of the middle stream, and there is not a master of the grandmaster realm, which is simply humiliating.

Of course, they can’t all be blamed for this, after all, they are halfway out of the house.

Not long after worshiping the teacher, before he could get the inheritance, Wang Chongyang left and returned to heaven.

“Stop coming, report your name!”

Halfway up the mountain, a cheer came, followed by two figures wearing Daoist robes jumped out

The two were no more than twenty years old, holding long swords, spitting mist in their mouths, and their eyes were full of scrutiny.

Qin Feng swept his eyes, two rookie chickens, thought about it and said:

“I came to find Zhen Zhibing.”

“Are you Uncle Zhen’s deceased?”

Hearing Qin Feng mention Zhen Zhibing, one of them asked.

“Sort of.”

Qin Feng nodded and said yes, sending him to heaven, saying that it was the same as an old man.

Chongyang Palace.

The person who was waiting to report brought Zhen Zhibing over, Qin Feng carried his hand behind his back and walked to the window, outside was a cliff, the wind and snow howled, blowing his hair wildly.

He was thinking about what kind of way he should kill him when Zhen Zhibing came.

It’s direct seconds.

It’s still a little bloody.

After thinking about it, Qin Feng decided to give him a pain.

“I’m so kind, I can’t see blood.”

Qin Feng sighed, his melancholy face instantly became cold, and outside, there was a sound of footsteps.

“Uncle Zhen, the young man who claims that your deceased is waiting for you inside.”

“Old man?”

Zhen Zhibing was confused, this is close to the New Year, do not stay at home for the New Year, run to the mountains to find what to do.

And it’s snowing so much, idle eggs hurt, right?

“You are?”

Zhen Zhibing walked into the room with his legs raised, and saw the handsome young man turn to look at him.

That face is very handsome, but he has no impression at all, it stands to reason that such a handsome person, if he has made friends, should not have half an impression.

“Finally see you.”

Qin Feng sighed with emotion, walked towards Zhen Zhibing, and sighed

“Do you know how much I have suffered for you along the way?”

Without the meals that Huang Rong made with his own hands, he felt that eating anything tasteless.

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