Vol 7 Chapter 122: : Prisoner Bird

The two hadn't spoken all the way, and Lu Xiaofeng finally couldn't bear such a silent atmosphere, so he spoke briskly.
Fang Lang looked at him and was silent for a while before he said: "During this time, it's better not to be so public." After all, where they live now, Ye Gucheng is also there, in case someone finds out...
After all, Ye Gucheng’s enemies are not in the minority. If they know the news in his hand, these people will come from all directions, and the situation at that time will not be easy to control. Try to avoid unnecessary trouble. Fang Lang has always been a dislike of trouble. People.
Lu Xiaofeng naturally understood this, and then immediately responded: "I know, before Ye Gucheng's injury is healed, I won't go out again." Of course, the price to be paid to say this is a long boring one. a period of time.
For someone like Lu Xiaofeng who loves lively, it’s already very difficult for you to keep him silent for a day. If you still don’t let him go out for a walk, I’m afraid that’s impossible. It’s just that there is nothing impossible here in Fang Lang. thing.
After returning home, Lu Xiaofeng has been staying in her room obediently these few days, sometimes going out for a walk, it's just hunting in the mountains, living a life of reclusiveness, Fang Lang doesn't care, after all, he is so quiet. .
Just taking advantage of this period of time to cultivate and cultivate, September 15th, the top of the Forbidden City, was the most meaningful thing in his life, now he can only calm down and wait, waiting for Ye Gucheng's injury to get better. The remaining time is getting less and less.
The bets outside were also getting bigger and bigger, and the people who won in Poison Ye Gucheng still accounted for the vast majority. After all, his life in the rivers and lakes is much longer than himself, but there are many people who oppress Fang Lang, but it is still a bit worse than Ye Gucheng.
In fact, there are still some people who bought them and lost both ends and ended up in a tie. However, this part of the people is basically bound to lose, how can the battle between masters be tied and desperate. Either win or lose.
If Ye Gucheng was not injured, Fang Lang would definitely do his best, and naturally there would be a winner. It's just that there is no difference now, Hua Yan also said, Ye Gucheng's wound healed very quickly, when he visited him a few days ago, he had already begun to practice sword.
It took him less than a week from the time he couldn't say anything to the time he could practice the sword. I have to say that sometimes, even Fang Lang admires Ye Gucheng's perseverance, but if something like this happens to him, Xiang must do his best to recover as soon as possible, otherwise...
What kind of mood Ye Gucheng is, no one knows better than Fang Lang. But one problem that still needs to be resolved is that the location of their decisive battle is at the top of the Forbidden City. This matter is known to everyone, in order not to affect the order of the capital.
A few days ago, someone from the palace had come to discuss the details of the decisive battle with him. After all, the place they set was in the palace. The emperor today is also a very good martial artist. Naturally, he will not oppose their martial arts competition. It is just for the peace of the Forbidden City and must control the number of people watching. In order to express his justice, the emperor specially Send someone to negotiate with him.
Inside the palace, the popular Wei Gonggong next to the empress dowager, who was specially named by the emperor today, waited for Fang Lang at the Yuelai Inn. Fang Lang wanted to take Lu Xiaofeng with him, but considering that there must be a person to watch here, so after hesitating, he decided to go to the banquet alone, just to talk about working together, naturally there will be no What a danger.
Fang Lang wore a white outfit today, and his whole person suddenly felt like a fairy air, coupled with the slightly serious expression on his face, he couldn't help being daunted and wanted to get close, but he was intimidated by his aura. , Dare not approach for a long time.
Along the way, even Fang Lang, who is so Muna, has found something wrong. He always feels that countless pairs of eyes are staring at him along the way, but this feeling is not a crisis, but a kind of knowing that someone will look again. You, but when you look back, everyone will move their eyes away tacitly.
But, in the end, Fang Lang didn't care about these seemingly non-existent eyes. Concentrate on walking your own way and think about what's going on later. If he guessed right, there should not be many people who can watch the game this time, at most about six or seven.
In addition to the emperor, there are only eight or nine. It's just that this is good. In fact, he is also a person who doesn't like bustle very much. Naturally, the fewer people, the better, so as not to affect Ye Gucheng's performance. After all, he will naturally be under pressure with more people.
After all, Ye Gucheng is a wounded person, and his self-confidence is naturally not as high as when he started. Sure enough, Fang Lang had just arrived on the second floor of Yuelai Inn and saw a man who looked like an sitting in the center of the hall.
It seems that this place has been reserved today. In such a huge hall, there is not even one person besides them. This is simply impossible on weekdays. It is conceivable how big this grand-in-law’s pomp is. .
The expression of Xiao Er here has become a lot quieter. If you change it on weekdays, which one is not smiling or as serious as today, it gives people a very uncomfortable feeling, but Fang Lang doesn’t care about it. .
After all, for him to laugh at this kind of thing is just a taste, not a deep taste. Grandpa Wei stood up slowly and called out softly. He didn't know whether it was due to the eunuch's purpose or the eunuch's purpose. His voice was always a bit sharp, like a rooster's cry.
Fang Lang glanced at him, walked over, and sat down naturally. He was not used to taking the initiative, plus this time, he was originally his guest, he was reasonable and he did not need to speak first. .
Now, when there is time, Fang Lang is not in a hurry, and briefly tastes the famous tea here. The scent of tea immediately penetrated every corner of the body with the taste buds, and it was refreshing for a while, temporarily forgetting all the worries.
Father Wei didn't have any expressions on his face, he just waited for Fang Lang to finish drinking the tea. ..
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