Chapter 169: Feng He Xuan

Outside the tall city walls of Qingzhou Prefecture, a long stream of people rushing in and out of many gate holes.
Before the wide moat, a group of people stopped and waited.
"Feng Qingxuan is here, what do you want to do?"
Bai Xianer stroked the long hair of the horns, guessing.
Feng Qingxuan is a contemporary sage of the six prisoners, and it is said that his thirteen-year-old was taken by Pang Wanyang.
Twenty-three-year-olds have already formed their veins, and they are one of the most outstanding figures among the younger generation of the six prisoners.
It is said that he has surpassed the elders of Mozong. In this weapon spectrum, only the younger generation of Liuzong Mozong is on the list.
Her brother Bro Yunlong is already a genius among geniuses, but it is still much inferior to him.
"Sister Fairy, what are you thinking?"
A black sky covered the arms, and the dark cloak hunted behind him.
There was a hint of disgust in Bai Xianer's heart, so many people died in Huayan Mountains, and this annoying thing just survived.
"The body of the Holy Son Wanjin, who appeared in the heart of the abundance, can't help worrying. If he was known by the court, it would be difficult to be good.
Bai Xianer frowned slightly, seemingly worried.
In fact, the same is true. With the reputation of the Six Prison Demon Sects, walking upright in the world will be discovered by the court.
For the imperial court, the threat of the Six Prison Demon Sect was much greater than that of the spirit demon.
"The court knows it, but what?"
Chi Changkong sneered:
"Do you think the Son will travel alone?"
Bai Xianer's heart moved and looked up.
At the end of his eyes, the six crimson horses had slowly drawn the dark carriage.
"coming."
For a moment, Bai Xianer's heart saw the carriage.
Immediately, a party welcomed them.
"I'll wait to see the Son!"
Everyone bowed before the carriage.
"Go out and save your courtesy."
Feng Qingxuan's bland voice came from the carriage:
"I heard that the Dafeng court arranged a so-called weapon spectrum, and also listed me in the 17th place. This time I came here to see what people are and who are eligible to rank above me ... .... "
"really."
Bai Xianer's heart was a little clear.
This weapon spectrum disrupted the tranquility of the rivers and lakes. I don't know how many hidden dragons and snakes have been exposed. Since the beginning of this month, many experts have died because of these false names.
I just didn't expect that even characters like Feng Qingxuan were caught in.
"The Son of God retreats all year round. Even if the Dafeng court had the ability to reach the sky, how would he know the martial arts of the Son? The so-called weapon spectrum is not worth mentioning at all."
Chi Changkong complimented with a smile.
Although he is also a younger generation of Liuzong Mozong, the gap between him and this saint is too great.
Among the six prisoners, because of Pang Wanyang's existence, this saint can sit on an equal footing with several other prisoners.
Uh ~
The curtain was lifted, and a man with a long, tall and straight face, with a beautiful face and a perfect statue, stepped out.
He stepped on the kneeling coachman's back and slowly got out of the carriage.
The attitude of the people became more respectful.
"White fairy."
Feng Qingxuan's eyes glanced at Bai Xianer lightly:
"Do you think that such a figure as Ben Shengzi can't see his name and looks ridiculous?"
Bai Xianer changed slightly, and smiled strongly:
"Xian'er's martial arts at the end, how dare to understand the mind of the Son?"
"You have ordinary talents and ordinary perceptions, and you have nothing to do with soft tempers. Naturally, you cannot understand the mind of this Son."
Feng Qingxuan stood with his hands and said leisurely:
"There are no masters with no history in the world, and no master with no fame. Why do you think?"
Bai Xianer smiled stiff.
Rao is calm in her mind, and she was so embarrassed when she was face to face.
"Martial arts can't be repaired by building cars behind closed doors. Whether it's external resources or internal comprehension, you have to fight, win, grab!"
Feng Qingxuan swept Bai Xianer and others, and said lightly:
"My teacher once said that even if there is a true dragon, if it does n’t take off in a day, it will always be a groundworm, a long worm! Even if you have n’t even owned a name, you need to see the name? Don't you laugh? "
"Holy Son speaks of righteousness, I wait to admire."
Chi Changkong smiled even brighter.
Feng Qingxuan was not happy or angry, and glanced briefly at the red sky:
"Under the shade of the predecessors, you are living more and more like ground shit."
Chi Changkong's face froze.
"There are still no groundworms with the slightest potential."
Feng Qingxuan continued to fight without hesitation.
He never cared if there were any complaints from his subordinates, let alone whether they were truly loyal.
Just like his master Pang Wanyang, he overwhelmed the Six Prison Demon Sect with his own power. Even if there are no subordinates, who dares to resist him?
Chi Changkong smiled a little more stiffly.
Bai Xianer laughed heartily.
"Once upon a time, Master walked all over the world and used his own strength to fight against many large gates, killing some unknown masters and experiencing some unknown battles before he became the world's most powerful name!"
Feng Qingxuan didn't care about the thoughts of the two, and slowly said:
"My savings are enough. Here, Dafeng is to challenge many masters one by one and follow the path that Master has gone through! This weapon is well arranged, but it saves a lot of effort ... ..... "
Chi Changkong and Bai Xianer bowed and listened, but did not speak easily.
Feng Qingxuan was too lazy to talk too much with these few dung beetles, and instead asked:
"I heard that there was a master on the weapon spectrum at Qingzhou Fuzhong, wasn't it?"
"Return to the Son."
Bai Xianer answered softly:
"It is true that some people in Qingzhou Mansion are on the list of weaponry, with a mighty sword and Ke Mengfan. At this time, he should drink alcohol in the emperor's house ...
"Take care of information, or women are better."
Feng Qingxuan nodded slightly, saying:
"So, you wait outside the city."
Having said that, he hurriedly walked towards Qingzhou Government.
"Sir, did you do that?"
Bai Xianer pretends to be worried:
"In this Qingzhou government, there may be Chinese people in the court ..."
"The court?"
Feng Qingxuan smiled lightly: "We are killed and killed, and the happiest one who wants to come is the court ..."
The voice was wandering.
Several people have lost sight of Feng Qingxuan.
His seemingly slow pace was appalling fast, as if shrinking into inches.
"This trifle ..."
Bai Xianer's eyelids jumped, and her heart was a little worried.
This Feng Qingxuan came from the weapon spectrum, and Grandpa was second in the list at this time. Isn't this the goal of this person?
"Ke Mengfan is dead."
Chi Changkong licked the corner of his mouth and smiled a little:
"His sister, but she is fierce!"
.......
The emperor's residence was empty on the seventh floor.
Once hitting the ground in Tsing Yi, the simple and ordinary Ke Mengfan sat alone in front of the window and drank in the wind.
He looks very ordinary, or rather ugly.
Although it is very neatly managed, it is not a master who pleases women.
The emperor lives here. He often comes.
This seventh floor, when I do not know, has become his sole, no one dare to approach.
In addition, shop Xiao Er, and the woman who was with him at this time.
"Master Ye, your wine."
The shop errand bowed upstairs and served the sipped wine.
"Your drink at home, it's a lot lighter now."
Ke Mengfan took a sip of the drink and shook his head.
He has been drinking this wine for many years and has always liked it.
However, since his friend returned from Fengzhou and brought him a bottle of Yang Xiaotang's high-strength fragrant liquor, he drank other liquors, and there was no taste.
"Master Ye, we can't make the wine you want."
Shop little Er smiled bitterly.
Just a little wine to figure out the secret recipe of this wine, the production process, isn't it a good idea?
And this Ke Ye is too stubborn, so he left a few drinks.
It ’s because the heavens and the earth are ordinary, and I ’m afraid it ’s impossible.
"Okay, okay, don't be embarrassed."
A woman with a beautiful appearance and a gentle and watery mood softly released the store for Xiao Er, and then gently looked at Ke Mengfan:
"Brother, you drink countless drinks, but you have to control it. The wine is too strong, and you will be drunk when you smell it. It is also a good thing to find it."
"Wine, in fact, there is nothing to drink, just humans, still can't be sober, sober, it will be very painful ..."
Ke Mengfan drank his glass of wine and sighed softly.
"Brother, you are drunk."
Qingxiu woman reached out to grab his hip flask.
"Xiuer, you say, what a terrible world this is."
Ke Mengfan flashed the woman's hand, picked up another pot of wine, and drank two sips, her eyes slightly blurred:
"There are many beings in this city. Some people sell wine and meat, some people sell charcoal, some people work hard all day, some people sell children and daughters, as if the only meaning of being born is to serve the few people ...
"You are really drunk."
Xiu'er also sighed. In a similar way, this person has rescued her to this day.
He said it thousands of times, and he heard it hundreds of times.
"Xiuer, do you know why I want to save you?"
Ke Mengfan looked at the Qingxiu woman, his eyes blurred.
"do not know."
Xiu'er's face was slightly flushed. Looking at this unhappy face, the deer bumped in his heart.
Ke Mengfan sighed and asked:
"Your family, this is a rich man and a rich man, his father is really a master of state, dominates the party, mother Ms. Wulin Family, you have grown up in Jinyi, haven't you?"
Xiu'er didn't know what came to mind, the flushing on his face dissipated, replaced by a touch of paleness:
"You, what do you want to say?"
"You guessed it, your parents, I killed it."
Ke Mengfan nodded indifferently to the eyes of the woman's despair.
"why why?"
The girl named Xiuer shivered, tears streaming down, her voice sad like a beast abandoned by others:
"Why do you tell me that since you lied to me, why, why not lie to me forever?"
Ke Mengfan was expressionless.
Watching the woman go from distressed to hysterical, and finally ran out full of hatred.
Just sighed softly ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Good arrangement, but unfortunately meaningless. "
The low and crisp footsteps echoed from the end of the long street, and the noisy downtown echoed clearly in Ke Mengfan's ears.
Among the tide-like flow of people, the black background was gilded with gold brocade, and Feng Qingxuan, whose face was handsome and not like humans, slightly raised his eyes, and looked down at the general tone indifferently.
"Haoran long sword, Ke Mengfan? It turned out to be just ordinary, some ugly drunks."
On the seventh floor of the emperor's house, the misty color in Ke Mengfan's eyes slowly faded.
With a three-point dignity, a seven-point coldness, said:
"The magic prison is nowhere, are you ... the son of the six prisoners, Feng Qingxuan?"
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