Throughout the afternoon, Wang Biqing almost traveled to the most prosperous places in the entire Moon City, and once the girls went crazy, their physical strength was always surprisingly good. Feng Chenyang did not relax his vigilance for a moment, he watched Wang Biqing's master and servant talking and laughing through the crowd, and a sour feeling surged in his heart. At the age of a flower, it should bloom its splendor, but it is destined to live in loneliness and wind and rain.

When I returned to Mingyue Palace, it was already time to hold the lamp. When Wang Biqing was sent into the room, Feng Chenyang saw Zhang Shan walking in with a team of sergeants. Zhang Shan looked at Fengchenyang for a long time, his eyes stayed on the ancient sword on his waist, and then he waved to Fengchenyang, signaling him to follow him.

When they arrived at the pantry, there was a group of sergeants waiting for them in a queue. Zhang Shan briefly introduced the wind and dust. "This gentleman is the personal guard invited by the city lord for the young master, and everyone will work together to protect the young master in the future. ”

Feng Chenyang always felt that he was out of place here, at least everyone was wearing uniform armor, but he seemed to be particularly maverick, and he could clearly feel the disdain and ridicule in everyone's eyes. Instinctively, he stood in a row with everyone, and the cook began to hand out the dishes.

"Wind and dust", Xiaoqing's voice came in from the door. "The city lord and the young lady let you come over for dinner!"

Feng Chenyang's eyes as he looked at everyone were like steel needles piercing his face, and he felt obvious hostility. Zhang Shan still said to him expressionlessly: "The city lord called you, you can go!"

Feng Chenyang was a little apprehensive in his heart, he arched his hand to everyone and said: "Heroes, thank you for your rescue today, he can use me when he is dusty, just say." With that, he strode away.

As soon as he was gone, the crowd began to talk about it.

"Boss, what is the origin of this kid, and he will be reused by the city lord as soon as he comes?"

"Yes, I don't have to be restrained by our boss, and I don't seem to have any great ability. ”

"The leader has been following the city lord for more than ten years, and he has always been loyal, and there is no opponent in this Moon City in terms of kung fu. ”

"We are all selected from thousands of people in the army, I don't think that kid may be the opponent of our people, let alone compare with the leader!"

Zhang Shan never said a word, and ate silently. A sergeant who approached touched him and asked, "Does the boss know his origins?" The city lord even handed over the ancient sword 'Qingfeng' to him!' The 'Qingfeng Sword' and the 'Bright Moon Palace' are things that everyone in this world dreams of!"

Zhang Shan glanced at everyone and put down the dishes and chopsticks. "I'm full!" said and walked out. Feng Chenyang seemed to have been waiting for him outside, and the two looked at each other from a distance of three feet.

"I'm here for the money, and if there are no accidents, I'll be gone in three months!"

Zhang Shan looked at the Qingfeng Sword on his waist and showed his attitude. "The city lord values you, presumably you also have excellence, do your own thing, you don't have to think about the rest. ”

Feng Chenyang nodded, and turned to leave under Xiaoqing's urging.

During the banquet, the wind and dust gobbled up, he was indeed hungry, how could he care about any etiquette, he only saw that Xiaoqing was very anxious, and kept looking at the wind and dust.

"Slow down, no one will rob you!" Wang Biqing kindly reminded him.

Feng Chenyang looked up at Wang Songzhi, looked at the table full of delicacies, and smiled awkwardly. "Isn't it rude? I've developed a habit of beating up as a child, as long as I have to eat, I will eat until I can't eat anymore, and no one knows if there will be a next meal. ”

Wang Song waved his hand, and Xiaoqing filled the dusty wine bowl. He leaned closer to the dust, a little puzzled. "Don't you really know who your parents are, and who got your name?"

Feng Chenyang poured the wine into his mouth, wiped his mouth and replied: "Godfather raised me, there are some things he may know, but unfortunately he died when I was six years old." ”

"Do you know your godfather's name?"

"People in the neighborhood called him an alcoholic. ”

"What a good name!" Wang Songzhi propped his elbow on the arm of the chair, leaning closer to the dusty face and studying it carefully. "How did he die?"

As if caught in an endless past, he made a sword stabbing motion. "He was stabbed to death with a sword. ”

"If it weren't for a great grudge, who would kill a drunkard?" Wang Songzhi seemed interested.

"Father asked what these sad things are for? Tomorrow is the Spring Festival, shouldn't we say something interesting?" Wang Biqing interjected.

Wang Songzhi smiled slightly, and the wine bowl in his Maya hand. "I need to find out who I'm entrusting my daughter's safety to! And I think the wind seems to be hiding something, right?"

Wang Biqing also turned her head to look at the wind and dust when she heard this, as if she was looking for an answer.

"What does the city lord know?" asked Feng Chenyang rhetorically.

"Your godfather was killed when you were six years old, and you don't know his name, I can believe it. But it is not easy for a six-year-old child to survive in this troubled world, but how can people believe that he has learned martial arts that are enough to be proud of the world?" When Wang Songzhi said this, his gaze was like a cold cold light, shooting on Feng Chenyang's face.

"I just promised the city lord to be a bodyguard for three months, and when the time comes, I'll leave, and it's hard to say if I can see each other again in the future, so why bother asking about the past. ”

"But I doubt that you are approaching my purpose, and everything is too unbelievable. The first time Biqing looked for a gladiator, she found you, and then you successfully won the first place, and then you came to us. Wang Songzhi tapped the table with his knuckles regularly.

Feng Chenyang looked not far away, it was a weapon mount with a rustic long sword on it, and there was no decoration on the hilt of the crocodile skin.

Feng Chenyang pointed to the long sword behind Wang Songzhi and said, "So you use the fake Qingfeng Sword to test me?"

Wang Songzhi turned his head to look at the long sword, the distance that he could reach with his hand.

Feng Chenyang continued: "If my guess is correct, the scabbard on my body is worthy of that sword!"

Wang Songzhi stretched out his hand and pulled out his long sword, and the restaurant was suddenly shrouded in a cold air, and the sword body instantly shrouded like a full moon, as if there were light waves cruising from the sword.

Wang Songzhi waved his backhand, and the long sword left a brilliant trajectory in the air, and the long sword suddenly stopped half an inch between the throats of the wind and dust. Even if he didn't touch his skin, Feng Chenyang could clearly feel the tearing pain in his throat, and a cold breath sank down his throat into his heart.

Wang Song put the Qingfeng Sword in one hand at Feng Chenyang's throat, and with the other hand, he pulled out the long sword at Feng Chenyang's waist. He glanced at the sword at Feng Chenyang's waist and threw it out, the sword breaking through the air and stabbing straight into the wall, "buzzing".

Wang Biqing and Xiaoqing opened their mouths wide in surprise, everything became too fast.

Feng Chenyang's face was still calm, and he didn't show any uneasiness.

Wang Songzhi watched Fengchen for a long time, but suddenly inserted the Qingfeng Sword into the scabbard on Fengchenyang's waist. "Qingfeng Sword seems to believe in you, this sword has been with me for too long, I hope it's right. ”