I saw Mr. Wen's skinny fingers pointing at the painting, and a clear gossip pattern was instantly drawn in the minds of Long Feiyun and the others......

Long Feiyun and the others couldn't help but be overjoyed, and they admired Mr. Wen's intelligence even more!

You must know that although there are many such valleys, Mr. Scripture pointed out that although this valley does not know where it is, it has finally seen hope, which is much better than blindly searching......

Meng Sanxing, the king of stealing kings, was happy, and even gave the rest of the ancient calligraphy and paintings he brought to Mr. Wen, although Mr. Wen tried his best to refuse, but in the end he still did not resist Meng Sanxing, the king of stealing kings!

Carriage!

Galloping on the official road, Long Feiyun was a little excited in his heart as he drove the carriage, and the veil like the mystery of the Zhuge Gang finally lifted a corner, and in an instant, Long Feiyun's heart ignited a flame of hope!

In the carriage, Meng Sanxing, the king of stealing kings, used a slight force on the painting in his hand and turned it into a piece of confetti......

The strange thing is that Meng Sanxing, the king of stealing kings, did this, although Long Feiyun did not object, even Feng Wushuang and the old drunkard Lei Dongtian did not refute it!

Because, Long Feiyun and they all understand a truth, that is, the safest way is to keep the painting in their minds, which is a place that no one can spy on and cannot snatch!

Even in the face of death, the enemy can only kill them, but they cannot snatch what is in their minds!

This method is not the smartest, nor the stupidest, but it is definitely the most correct, such a method is supposed to be known to everyone, but some people just don't use it, I don't know what to do?

The carriage gradually got closer and closer to Yongcheng, and from a distance, Yongcheng under the moonlight was another beautiful, and there was a deep and quiet beauty everywhere, which made people yearn for it......

Suddenly, Long Feiyun suddenly pulled the reins tightly, the horse pulling the carriage let out a neighing, and the carriage stopped abruptly on the official road!

The old drunkard Lei Dongtian took a sip of wine and sprayed it all on the body of Meng Sanxing, the king of stealing kings, making Meng Sanxing, the king of stealing kings, look angry, and before the three of them could react, Long Feiyun's voice had already been remembered outside the carriage, and he told the old drunkard Lei Dongtian and Meng Sanxing, the king of stealing kings, to take care of Feng Wushuang, but Long Feiyun himself was like an arrow from the string, and he had already disappeared into the moonlight as soon as he jumped into the moonlight......

What is Long Feiyun going to do?

And where did it go?

Why is it so rushed?

Of course, only Long Feiyun himself knows, and the other person also knows!

This person is Feng Wushuang!

Feng Wushuang saw the confused appearance of the old drunkard Lei Dongtian and Meng Sanxing, the king of stealing kings, and said with a light smile: "Brother Long must be back with Old Mr. Huiwen, if nothing else, Brother Long will come back soon!"

Meng Sanxing, the king of stealing kings, said with a glazed gaze: "Could it be that Long Feiyun's bastard found something wrong with Mr. Wen?"

Feng Wushuang shook his head and said with some concern: "There is nothing wrong with Mr. Wen, on the contrary, Brother Long is not worried about Mr. Wen's safety before going back, I only hope that Mr. Wen will be fine, otherwise the four of us will eventually be uneasy in our hearts!"

The old drunkard thundered the sky and said: "Shuang'er, you mean that the Zhuge Gang will poison Mr. Wen, how can you see it?"

Feng Wushuang said: "Although Brother Meng's disguise technique is very skillful, we have made a fatal mistake!"

Meng Sanxing, the king of stealing kings, said: "What is wrong?"

Feng Wushuang said: "Yongcheng is not big, it is inevitable that there are no people from the Zhuge Gang! And we don't know anything about who the people of the Zhuge Gang are, if there are people from the Zhuge Gang in Yongcheng, even if we are subtle, the four of them will inevitably not be suspected by the people of the Zhuge Gang, and they will not be targeted by the people of the Zhuge Gang!"

The old drunkard Lei Dongtian took a sip of wine and said, "If that's really the case, why doesn't the Zhuge Gang attack us?"

Feng Wushuang said: "I guess there are two possibilities, one is that the Zhuge Gang has recently lost troops and lost generals, and they know that we are not very easy to deal with, so they are just hiding in the shadows and waiting for the opportunity to move, and the other is that even if there are people from the Zhuge Gang in Yongcheng, I am afraid that they are just some shrimp soldiers and crab generals who inquire about the news, after all, there are not many masters on the rivers and lakes who can deal with Brother Long and you, and even if there are, they are only afraid that they will not be able to solve the near fire, but for Mr. Wen, only a few people who can order three-legged cat kung fu can solve Mr. Wen, and Brother Long must have gone to Mr. Wen!"

Meng Sanxing, the king of stealing kings, said: "Aren't we harming Mr. Wen by saying this?"

Feng Wushuang said: "I hope that the Zhuge Gang still has a little bit of humanity and will not attack Mr. Wen!"

The old drunkard thundered the heavens and said: "The Zhuge Gang will have humanity, the big case done by the Zhuge Gang on the rivers and lakes is not tragic and outrageous, up to the seventy-year-old woman, down to the children who are waiting to be fed, when have their subordinates ever shown mercy, the people of the Zhuge Gang are not people at all, but a group of beasts that are more vicious than jackals, tigers and leopards, I just hope that Long Feiyun's bastard can be faster, don't ask Mr. Wen to have any mistakes!"

Although Feng Wushuang and the three of them didn't know how Long Feiyun went, they could only do one thing now, and that was to wait, hoping that what they were waiting for was good news......

Did Long Feiyun really go to Mr. Wen's courtyard as Feng Wushuang said?

The moon is very beautiful, the wind with the stars seems to blow very softly, Long Feiyun is standing in front of the door of Mr. Wen's small courtyard at this time, looking up, the lights in the thatched house have long been extinguished, the thatched house in the night seems to be particularly quiet and comfortable, in the hazy night, revealing a bit of home warmth, so that Long Feiyun, a wanderer who wanders the rivers and lakes, has a little bit of the mind of retreating to the mountains and forests and ignoring the rivers and lakes, and that kind of leisure and tranquility always makes people yearn!

Long Feiyun showed a wry smile, understanding that he was just feeling emotional, how could it be so easy to retire from the rivers and lakes?

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, where there are people, there are fights, where there are people, there are good and evil, where there are people, there is love and hate, where there are people, there are right and wrong, where there are people, there are life and death!

Where are the rivers and lakes?

Not at the end of the world or at the cape, it's in everyone's heart!

Just like good and evil, it is often a thought!

Over the years, how many friends or enemies have fought on the rivers and lakes, and they have already lost their lives, and their bodies are only afraid that they have turned into loess......

Long Feiyun's heart was actually tired, but Long Feiyun couldn't retreat, the fire of justice burning in his heart made Long Feiyun stay out of the matter and retreat into the rivers and lakes?

How many people are like Long Feiyun, who have long been tired of the bloody wind and rain on the rivers and lakes, but for the unquenchable fire of justice in their hearts, they work hard to move forward, just for the sake of justice not to die, and they do not hesitate to throw their blood on this beautiful land!

Some of these people may be remembered by name, but most of them have been drowned in the torrent of history, but the flame of justice will always be passed on and endure, maybe the gorgeous flowers that bloom all over the mountains are their names, maybe the rising sun in the morning is their name, maybe the green pine standing in the wind among the white snow in the harsh winter is their name, maybe the cold moon in the autumn night is their name......

Perhaps their names and blood have long since turned into two words, that is, justice, which has long been sown in everyone's heart and ignited a raging fire......

The night was very quiet, the sound of the wind blowing was very soft, even the sound of insects and frogs was a little lazy, and the sound of well-proportioned breathing in the thatched house was remembered from time to time, Long Feiyun's eyes lit up and smiled slightly, and he turned around and disappeared into the moonlight......

Not long after Long Feiyun left, the thatched hut suddenly lit up by candlelight, and under the shaking candlelight, several figures reflected through the window were extremely fierce and vicious, especially the weapons wielded in their hands, and they didn't need to look at it to know the hideousness on the faces of several people!

One of Mr. Wen's eyes was blue, and the few teeth left in his mouth also fell on the ground of the thatched house at this time, the blood at the corner of his mouth was still about to be wiped away, curled up in the corner of the thatched house, and his two thin arms tightly protected the two little guys of Qingfeng Mingyue, there was no fear in his stubborn eyes, and he stared at the few fierce black-clothed people in front of him with hatred!

Qingfeng Mingyue, the two little guys were already trembling with fright, and they couldn't even shed tears!

The man in black led by him was a short and fat guy, with a horizontal face and small eyes that were almost slit, but the viciousness in his eyes was no less than that of a bloodthirsty hungry wolf, and the corners of his mouth were slightly hypocritical, which reminded people of the disgusting flies flying around all day, holding a bright steel knife in his hand!

A one-eyed man with a soft sword walked up to the fat man's side and sneered: "Fifth brother, the rivers and lakes have blown Long Feiyun to the sky, in my opinion, it's just like that, Fifth Brother, you only use a little trick, and don't let Long Feiyun leave obediently!"

Another man in black, who was tall and strong, was holding a nine-ring knife weighing thirty pounds: "Yes, even this gang regards this kid Long Feiyun as a powerful opponent, if this kid Long Feiyun is handed over to the fifth brother, maybe Long Feiyun has already drunk Meng Po soup at this time!"

The man in black who has not made a sound is thin and small, but the weapon he uses is a plum blossom gun, which is an inch taller than the thin and small man in black, I don't know how this guy's gun is used, I saw the thin and small man in black laughing dryly: "That's it! Fifth brother's knife technique is a must, and he can't catch Long Feiyun yet, it's my plum blossom gun that dances, and he doesn't pierce Long Feiyun's few transparent holes!"

Humpty Dumpty, who is called the fifth brother, has obviously seen the world, his eyebrows are raised, the corners of his mouth are raised, and he snorted coldly: "Don't talk nonsense, in the past, several top masters in the rivers and lakes were defeated in the hands of Long Feiyun, and Long Feiyun is not an easy person, that is, Pu Haizhen, who was defeated in the hands of Long Feiyun in the past, your fifth brother may not use me to carry shoes for others, Lao Tzu is a few catties and a few taels, I know it myself! Hurry up and do things, collect and take away the valuable things of the old guy, these things are sold, and the fraction alone is enough for us to get away for a few years!" Keep your hands and feet neat, so you don't have too many dreams at night!"