"What kind of place is Excalibur Villa?"

"The holy place in the hearts of martial arts people is also a forbidden place for martial arts people. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Why the forbidden land?"

"Anyone who wants to climb the Divine Sword Villa has only one way to go, but anyone who climbs the Divine Sword Villa to ask the sword, very few can leave the Divine Sword Villa, especially since Xie Xiaofeng."

Chen Feng laughed, there was no fear on his face, and he said softly, "Are we going to Divine Sword Villa?" ”

Murong Qiudi didn't rush to speak, but looked at Chen Feng carefully for a long time and asked, "You dare to go to the Divine Sword Villa with me to see Xie Xiaofeng?" ”

"I don't dare." Chen Feng shook his head and said, "Because I'm afraid of death." ”

A gloomy look flashed in Murong Qiudi's eyes, but at this time, he heard Chen Feng speak: "But I am willing, the peony flower will die, and it will be a ghost ~ flowing." ”

Murong Qiudi glared at Chen Feng fiercely, Chen Feng smiled slightly, he stared at Murong Qiudi, at this moment Murong Qiudi was really amorous, but unfortunately the smile disappeared soon.

Murong Qiudi said: "Cuiyun Peak Green Water Lake Divine Sword Villa, we must at least go to the bottom of Cuiyun Peak first." ”

Chen Feng didn't speak, although he already liked this elegant and noble family girl a little, he also knew the measure. Everything must be done in moderation, Chen Feng doesn't believe in this sentence very much, but it is not a bad thing for women to stop in moderation.

The Divine Sword Villa is on Cuiyun Peak, and Chen Feng is on Cuiyun Peak, not in Divine Sword Villa.

He, Murong Qiudi, and the coachman Feiyu stayed at the inn in the county town under Cuiyun Peak, the Fugui Inn.

Nirvana Inn is not rich, but Nirvana Inn does have the capital to call this name, at least Nirvana Inn is the most decent inn of all inns in this place. Both the tables, chairs and rooms are very clean, although there is not much decoration, but it is already considered very good.

What's more, this rich inn is not small.

Murong Qiudi was in a good mood, he ordered six dishes, and they were all good dishes in the inn, and he also ordered a pot of good wine.

Originally, there should have been three people sitting at the table, but the coachman Feiyu refused to come, so only Murong Qiudi and Chen Feng sat next to each other.

Chen Feng raised his head and drank a glass of wine, looked at Murong Qiudi with a smile, and said: "Although this place is not remote, but there is such a year of osmanthus brewing, it is really rare, I dare to guarantee that the wine here, even many big restaurants in Luoyang can't get it." ”

Chen Feng is qualified to say this, although he was not famous in the rivers and lakes in the past, he lived in a lot of places in the past, and he ate a lot of delicious food, and he used to do things everywhere to rob the rich and help the poor, and his life was quite happy.

Murong Qiudi just smiled slightly, then stretched out his hand and pointed to the plaque of the Fugui Inn, and said, "Even if there is a thirty-year-old Luzhou Daqu here, I am not surprised, let alone a mere ten years of osmanthus brewing." ”

Chen Feng was originally drinking, but at this moment, he couldn't help but stop and asked, "Is there anything coming from here?" ”

Murong Qiudi was in a really good mood, although she had talked a lot with Chen Feng before, she would never talk to Chen Feng about something unrelated to this trip, she said: "This place is actually no different from other places, there is only one difference, that is, the boss here." ”

"Boss?" Chen Feng said curiously.

Murong Qiudi nodded, "Yes, even if the boss is different, the owner of this inn is actually not much different, but the boss here may be the richest boss in the world." ”

Chen Fengleng paused for a moment, then thought of a name, and blurted out: "Could it be that this is also the property of Huo Xiu, the richest man in the world?" ”

Murong Qiudi nodded with satisfaction, and she said, "Yes." ”

Chen Feng poured himself another glass of wine and sighed lightly: "There is his property in such a remote place, and I finally understand why he has become the richest man in the world." ”

Murong Qiudi smiled faintly: "If a person doesn't give up a little money-making business, and he has a clever skill, this kind of person doesn't get rich, then no one can get rich." ”

Chen Feng can't be unsure of this.

Huo Xiu, the richest man in the world, isn't he Shangguan Mu, the courtier of the King of Jinpeng? This was the case in the previous novels, but I don't know if this Huo Xiu's real identity is still the Shangguan Mu?

This is a big martial arts world, not only Chu Liuxiang but also Lu Xiaofeng, not only Xiao Li Feidao but also Fu Hongxue, not only Mei Yinxue but also Murong Xisheng, Shangguan Xiaoxian, and even characters in the Tang world such as Shi Zhixuan, Zhu Yuyan and others, Chen Feng has begun to be a little uncertain about this world.

He raised his hand and poured himself another glass of wine, and when he was about to drink it, he heard Murong Qiudi speak: "Do you drink like this every time?" ”

Chen Feng could only stop, he looked at Murong Qiudi, and said, "Is there anything else to pay attention to drinking?" ”

Murong Qiudi stretched out two fingers, pointed to an empty wine glass with the mouth facing down, and said, "At least you should pour me a glass of wine, after all, I invited you to this meal." ”

Chen Feng was stunned for a moment, glanced at Murong Qiudi deeply, poured a full wine for Murong Qiudi, and suddenly found that the elegant and noble woman in front of him seemed to be beginning to like him a little.

Suddenly, at this time, the sound of rumbling horses' hooves sounded on the bluestone street, and there was a long neighing sound, and the healthy horse actually stopped in front of the Fugui Inn.

The two front hooves of the healthy horse were raised high, but the clothes of the noble boy who sat on the horse did not even move, and he sat straight on the horse, and when the horse completely stopped, he jumped down, causing many girls and men around to scream.

However, the young man did not have the slightest expression on his face, and as soon as he got off the horse, he walked directly towards the Fugui Inn, and a pair of eyes as sharp as an eagle swept through the inn.

The horse was covered in black, and both laymen and insiders could see that it was definitely a BMW, but it was unbelievable that this man casually threw such a horse on the street and went to the inn without tying the reins.

Chen Feng was just about to take a sip of the wine in his cup into his throat when he saw this handsome young man flying away.

This seemingly extraordinarily noble son walked directly in front of Chen Feng and Murong Qiudi and paused, Chen Feng originally speculated that this person should be Xie Xiaofeng, but looking at this person's bearing, the next moment he was sure that this person was not Xie Xiaofeng, not to mention that this person didn't seem to pause at all on the beautiful and dignified Murong Qiudi, but looked at him with a cold look in his eyes.

Chen Feng was a little surprised, in his memory, he didn't seem to know such a noble son at all, and he didn't seem to offend such a person at all.

The extraordinarily noble young man stared at Chen Feng for a long time, and suddenly asked, "Are you Chen Feng?" ”

Chen Feng frowned slightly, but still spoke, although this person was not good, but there was nothing disrespectful, he said: "I am Chen Feng, who are you?" ”

The sharpness in the young man's eyes was even sharper, he stared at Chen Feng and said coldly: "My name is Nangong Ping, and I am Mei Yinxue's friend. He spoke slowly, as if every word came out between his teeth, giving people an indescribable oppression.