The two talked for a long time, and talked for a few days.

After that, Meng'er came to Zizhu Courtyard more and more, and later He Xirou often went to her,

So they became friends as a matter of course.

Feng Xiaohan was shocked by this,

How can it be so easy for them to make friends, or are girls more talented at it?

Calm days really go on all the time, and it's inevitable that you'll feel a little bored,

Feng Xiaohan has felt this way recently,

The big white fat man and Feng Xiaoxiao get along day and night, not in the library or in the sword forest, and both sides have made great progress under mutual supervision.

The sick seedling's condition improved after eating the hot pot, but later it became more serious, and he could only be taken with him in the disciple's dormitory, and lived with medicinal juice and vegetarian porridge every day. Feng Xiaohan knew that the condition of the sick seedling was all under his control, and the more sick he was, the faster the improvement would be proven. For their family, the so-called retreat is nothing more than a serious illness.

Lu Yingfeng made friends everywhere, and recently stayed in the library pavilion, accompanied Qin Guxing to read books in his spare time, and occasionally came to Feng Xiaohan to play chess and drink tea.

There have been no big things lately, and even the little things have become fewer.

Compared with before, except for He Xirou's daily supervision, there is no change.

Contrary to ordinary young people,

Feng Xiaohan likes this kind of boredom, because boredom means comfort,

Because comfort is the highest pursuit of life.

The so-called lofty ideals are nothing more than adding some fun to the basis of comfort.

Of course, there are exceptions, because comfort will make people weak, and these people can't bear their weakness, so there are sects, demons, and officials of the court.

With those forces that move the world forward,

Feng Xiaohan likes to be comfortable, but he has been upside down all his life and will never get used to such a life.

However, it turns out that such a life will not get used to him either,

On this day, something happened that I don't know if it was a small thing or a big thing, so let's just think it was a big episode in these days.

A disciple from the outer mountains informed Feng Xiaohan that there were two people coming from the mountain gate, one of them was a young man in rags crying and shouting to see him, and the other was standing in the distance and looking at him with a smile.

When Feng Xiaohan arrived, more than a dozen disciples stood under the mountain gate, seeing that the station should be the Changming Sword Formation, and a mountain gate elder stood on the stone steps with his hands in his hands, quietly looking at the person in the distance, silent.

There was a young man in front of the mountain gate who was covered with dirt, and his clothes were broken into strips of cloth, and he was covered with mud and could not see his true colors.

His eyes were bloodshot, and he was visibly exhausted, and he didn't know how many nights he had cried.

When he saw Feng Xiaohan, he immediately pounced on him, and those disciples were startled and held their swords between the two.

The young man cried: "Brother Feng, I'm Chen Yingying, save me!"

Feng Xiaohan raised his eyebrows slightly, looked carefully, and finally saw some familiar outlines from this emaciated dirty face.

He was surprised, "Is that you? Why did you do this? And you arrived so late?"

According to the estimation of the distance from the northwest to Changmingzong, even if it was slow, it should have arrived a long time ago, but Chen Yingying was so late.

The man who had been standing in the distance suddenly said loudly: "I was ordered to escort the son of the Chen family to Changming safely, and now the task has been completed, everyone, goodbye!"

With that, he turned and left, very fast, and in the blink of an eye, he turned into a wisp of green smoke and disappeared from view.

Chen Yingying passed through more than a dozen disciples and came to Feng Xiaohan's side, and when he saw that the other party's tense body had relaxed after leaving, he immediately collapsed to the ground, dragged the hem of his clothes and said weakly: "That person is the Shang Clan's guard, chasing me all the way, quickly ask the seniors of the Changming Sect to capture that guy." ”

The Outer Mountain Elder said: "The other party is a powerhouse at the limit of heaven and man, and I can't catch up, and since I am the guard of the Shang clan, I don't think it will be unfavorable to Changming." ”

When the two of them appeared in the realm of Changming Sect, they had already been discovered by the Changming Sect's mountain protection array, and they were chasing all the way, and that man did not have any magic weapon fluctuations on his body, let alone killing intent and malice.

That's why Elder Waishan let him go easily.

He glanced at Chen Yingying, a little puzzled, if that person wanted to kill him, he would have killed him a long time ago, how could he have chased him all the way from the northwest?

But if it's really an escort, how can he be so embarrassed?

Feng Xiaohan took Chen Yingying back to Qingzhu Peak, came to the clearing in the bamboo forest, let him rest in the hut made of bamboo, and then went to the steward's hall to get a few clothes.

I also carried a bathtub full of water and a bag of meat buns,

These were easy for him, just a gesture, but they made Chen Yingying grateful,

Chen Yingying bathed, changed clothes, and ate thick buns, and became the handsome young man he used to be, but his cheeks were thin, and the tiredness in his eyes was pitiful.

Feng Xiaohan asked, "What's the matter with you?"

Chen Yingying told the things about the northwest party, and he had already found out that the other party didn't really mean to kill him, but the premise was that he had to keep running.

That time he ventured to rest under a tree, but when he was caught up by the other party, he beat him hard, and after that, he did not dare to stay for a moment, as long as he saw the other party coming up from a distance, he got up and ran.

The horses bought on the road were all beaten to death by the other party, so they arrived so late.

This is obviously a cooperation between Meng'er and the young lady in the northwest,

And Meng'er's original intention was very likely to kill him by the other party's hand, rather than making him embarrassed and teaching him a lesson.

Feng Xiaohan also understood that Chen Yingying only called his name after coming to Changming, but did not call out the aunt and grandmother.

Feng Xiaohan patted him on the shoulder and said, "It's safe here, no one in the Changming Sect dares to touch you, I'll go see the master first, and he must decide your affairs." ”

Chen Yingying was obviously scared and didn't want to be alone.

Feng Xiaohan was helpless, so he had to take him to the Uchiyama dormitory.

Lu Yingfeng welcomed the two into the house and asked, "Who is this?"

Feng Xiaohan said: "He is the young master of the Chen family in Xuzhou. ”

Lu Yingfeng arched his hand to him and said: "I have admired the name for a long time, my name is Lu Yingfeng, the inner mountain disciple of Qingzhu Peak." ”

Chen Yingying was taken aback and said, "Could it be that you are the ...... of the Lu family?"

Lu Yingfeng smiled but did not speak,

Chen Yingying couldn't help but glance at Feng Xiaohan even more, even with this kind of friend, this Feng brother seems to be far from being as simple as it seems.

Feng Xiaohan said to Lu Yingfeng: "I'll store him here with you first, and I'll go to see the master and see how to arrange him." ”

And then he departed.

Lu Yingfeng glanced at Chen Yingying apologetically and said, "Xiao Han started last summer, and he only learned human language not long before that, and his use of certain words is not very appropriate, don't be surprised." ”

Chen Yingying said with a smile: "It's okay, I have walked through the cold mountain with Brother Feng for a while, and my illness was only cured by the spiritual flesh he cut. ”