Chen Jingfeng looked up and followed Chen Zhong's gaze, and saw Chen Qing standing on the side, at a loss. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info His heart was sour, and he shouted to Chen Qing: "You can't come and see!"

When Chen Qing heard this, he hurriedly came back to his senses, stumbled and ran towards Chen Zhong, knelt down next to him with a "poof", buried his head in Chen Zhong's shoulder, and cried loudly, crying while muttering: "Dad... Daddy..."

Seeing him like this, Chen Zhong's brows loosened slightly, and he scolded: "You beast, why did you come back again?"

But although he scolded this time, he couldn't hear any anger, or he was so angry that he couldn't discern any emotion.

Chen Qing raised his head, looked at his father's pale face, full of tears, and said bitterly: "I... I..."

Chen Zhong opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but he still didn't say it, Chen Jingfeng saw it, closed his eyes in pain, and looked at Shen Ping again. When Shen Ping saw it, he sighed and said, "Send him back first." ”

Chen Jingfeng nodded, greeted a few family members who followed Chen Zhong out, and asked them to open the door and send Chen Zhong back. As soon as the gate of Chen's house was opened, he saw that Chen Zhong's wife Ma Damiang had been standing at the door with Li Bixuan's mother, it turned out that Xiaoliu had just seen Chen Zhong being attacked on the arrow tower, so he hurriedly told the family, Ma Damiang and everyone listened to the letter, and hurriedly ran to the door, still hesitating whether to open the door, Chen Jingfeng ordered someone to open the door.

As soon as the door opened, Aunt Ma was about to rush out, but was pulled by Fu Ma next to her, and the people in the family lifted Chen Zhong up and walked back. Chen Jingfeng glanced at Chen Qing and said, "What are you still kneeling here for, why don't you follow and take a look?"

This sentence is Chen Qing's way home, there is no discussion and no questioning, although Chen Qing did not admit his mistake, although the people in the family will definitely be dissatisfied, but Chen Jingfeng still relented. Seeing Chen Zhong like this, it was impossible for him not to be soft-hearted, he knew in his heart that Chen Zhong's life would not be long, in this world, the only thing he was not worried about was Chen Qing, and Chen Jingfeng himself sincerely hoped that Chen Qing could turn back.

When Chen Qing heard this, he looked at the gate of the Chen family, where there was his dying father who was trying to save him, and his mother who looked at him earnestly, and his heart swelled with sourness.

He hung his head and knelt on the ground, silent, and suddenly stood up and said in a wailing voice: "Until now, you still think that I am wrong, everyone thinks that I am wrong, I am not wrong! I don't need your pity, and I will not go back!"

The more he talked, the more excited he became, and his voice grew louder and louder, until at last he burst into laughter, laughing and stumbling down the mountain road. When the woman saw it, her expression moved slightly, but she didn't take care of him, and when everyone saw that she didn't make a move, they naturally wouldn't interfere, so they let him run away, and after a while, Chen Qing's figure disappeared on the mountain road.

Except for Aunt Ma who shouted a few times behind him, the others didn't pay attention to him anymore. Even Chen Jingfeng, although he was sad, couldn't take care of him at this moment.

Seeing the door of Chen's house open, the woman glanced at Fang Xin and Liu Aiwen on the left and right, and with a smile on her face, she said to the two of them: "The door is open, and people are inviting us in." ”

After speaking, she shook the red silk behind her, and the mountain wind swept in, and the red silk fluttered behind her, lining her like a fairy.

Even if it is a beauty, in Chen Jingfeng's opinion, it is also like a ghost, he thinks of Chen Zhong in his heart, he is anxious and angry, knowing that a vicious battle is inevitable, he glanced at Shen Ping, and saw that he had no intention of retreating, and finally felt comforted.

The woman replied, "Pick one." ”

Fang Xin and Liu Aiwen glanced at each other, hesitating in their hearts, even if the two of them were seriously injured, but after all, martial arts were here, even if the two of them fought any of them, they didn't dare to say that they could get out of the way, let alone win, and then looked at the woman with a calm look, as if they were sure that they would be able to win, and they were more and more bottomless in their hearts, lest the Fengyuan Sword would not be able to get it today.

Especially Fang Xin, while he was thinking about how to make Liu Aiwen consume more strength, and when he could successfully let the woman bring the sword back to Wang Xuanjian, he was afraid that if he didn't do his best, it would be beneficial to Chen Jingfeng and harm his own life. I was afraid that the woman would bring back the sword, and she would be greedy for merit alone, and her strength would not be known by Wang Xuanjian.

The woman glanced at him as if inadvertently, and when she saw that he was restless, she winked at him lightly and smiled charmingly. Fang Xin saw that his smile was meaningful, but he became even more uneasy, and he didn't dare to look at her again, for fear that others would find out, so he hurriedly avoided her eyes and continued to look at Liu Aiwen.

Although Liu Aiwen was worried in his heart, he was still expressionless, biting his lip tightly, and his expression showed a bit of perseverance. She thought that she had deceived Shen Ping and ruined his family, Shen Ping must have hated her to death in her heart, and she bumped into her at this time, she was afraid that Shen Ping would kill her regardless of her own life, she didn't dare to take risks.

So Liu Aiwen said lightly: "Shen Ping fought repeatedly, running thousands of miles, I think we are tired, although our martial arts are not good, after all, the two of them dare not shirk, so choose Chen Jingfeng." ”

When the woman heard this, she smiled lightly, didn't say much, took her hands lightly, held the red silk in her hands, and said to Chen Jingfeng: "Chen Daxia, I am a junior, I didn't dare to make a mistake in front of you, today I am in the light of Mr. Guo, your internal strength is at a loss, so I dare to ask for advice on the famous Fengyuan swordsmanship on the rivers and lakes." ”

After the woman finished speaking, she stepped on her feet, her body flew up gently, and the red silk in her right hand flew out and rushed towards Chen Jingfeng, although Chen Jingfeng was shocked, but after all, after how much wind and rain, the little woman was not afraid, so he stretched out his sword and slashed straight at the red silk.

The red silk flew in, Chen Jingfeng raised his sword to pick it up, the red silk was soft, the sword could not be strengthened, and it was entangled in the red silk, and immediately after, the red silk in the woman's left hand flew out and threw herself towards Chen Jingfeng's chest.

Chen Jingfeng's sword was entangled, his wrist flipped over, and he wanted to pull it out, but he couldn't move at all, and he didn't know what material was added to the red silk, Chen Jingfeng stirred it twice, and it didn't break, seeing that the red silk at the other end was about to fly, Chen Jingfeng was in a hurry, and picked up the sword hard, and the woman pulled the red silk, and was also taken up.

The woman's body flew up in the air, and the red silk in her left hand was quickly withdrawn, and she struck another blow on the tree, counteracting Chen Jingfeng's force, and she landed gently without falling to the ground.

After the woman landed, she didn't let go, stood opposite Chen Jingfeng, and said with a smile: "Chen Daxia, you are in such a situation now, you still dare to use this force, be careful that your tendons and veins are broken, and you will die of blood." ”

Chen Jingfeng also felt a burst of sweetness surging up his throat, hurriedly suppressed his luck, did not speak, and then pulled the sword a few times in his hand, but who knew that the red silk was getting tighter and tighter.

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