Chapter 32: He Wants to See You

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In the maple forest, the maple leaves are like blood, Murong Qiudi and Xie Xiaofeng are walking briskly in the forest, at this moment, both Murong Qiudi and Xie Xiaofeng can feel the changes in each other, and they can even feel that maybe this meeting may be the last time they will meet in their lives.

Murong Qiudi followed behind Xie Xiaofeng, when she looked at Xie Xiaofeng, her mood had calmed down, at this moment she was no different from Murong Qiudi in the past, she was still relaxed and calm.

She is a smart woman, she can clearly feel that Xie Xiaofeng is different, she can also clearly feel that Xie Xiaofeng still has her in his heart, maybe she can even see that Xie Xiaofeng only has her in his heart. But she didn't ask a word about these situations.

In the maple forest, Murong Qiudi and Xie Xiaofeng talked a lot about the past, but they were talking more about one person-Chen Feng.

"One of the people who came with me is named Chen Feng and the other is Feiyu." Murong Qiudi walked quickly to Xie Xiaofeng's side, his tone was gentle, and he smiled faintly: "Do you know why I brought them to meet you?" ā€

Xie Xiaofeng originally walked very fast, but when he heard this, he slowed down, glanced at Murong Qiudi, and said lightly: "I have seen Feiyu, it is the horseman of the Murong family, and I know that he used to be a killer, as for Chen Feng, I haven't seen it, but he seems to have come to see me instead of Yan Shisan." ā€

Murong Qiu smiled, she nodded and said, "Yes, Chen Feng is indeed invited by me to see you instead of Yan Thirteen, but his martial arts attainments are not as good as Yan Thirteen, and his relationship with me is not the relationship between me and Yan Thirteen." She suddenly grabbed Xie Xiaofeng's sleeve and blinked, "Don't you want to know what my relationship with him is?" ā€

The corners of Xie Xiaofeng's mouth also hooked up a faint smile, he glanced down at Murong Qiudi's hand on his left arm, as if he had returned to a few years ago, he said lightly: "If you don't take the initiative to ask, then I may still ask, but now I don't have to ask at all." ā€

Murong Qiudi frowned, "Why?" ā€

Xie Xiaofeng said lightly: "Because no matter what his relationship with you is, it is not as good as you and me." ā€

Murong Qiudi opened her mouth, she wanted to say something, but she was speechless after all.

She really didn't have the words to refute Xie Xiaofeng, although Chen Feng had a special relationship with her, how could she compare to her and Xie Xiaofeng?

Ordinary women may have been annoyed when they heard this, but Murong Qiudi didn't, Murong Qiudi was still very calm and walked with Xie Xiaofeng on this maple forest, and said lightly: "Although sometimes I want to tear you to pieces, I have to admit that you are indeed the person who knows me best in the world so far, but unfortunately you don't seem to know him at all." ā€

He, naturally, is Chen Feng.

"Oh?" Xie Xiaofeng's steps were a little slower and he looked at Murong Qiudi.

Murong Qiudi's footsteps also slowed down, and he said softly: "He wants to see you, he wants to see your people, and he also wants to see your sword." ā€

Xie Xiaofeng stopped, frowned, and there was a terrifying murderous intent that was difficult to conceal between his eyebrows, and immediately the murderous aura of the maple forest was pervasive.

Chen Feng looked at Fei Yu, it was the first time he had looked at this horseman who had been driving for Murong Qiudi along the way.

He had never underestimated Fei Yu, but Fei Yu's carefulness, keenness, and intuition were still beyond his expectations.

Chen Feng stared at Fei Yu for a long time before he said slowly: "I seem to have fallen in love with Murong Qiudi, but I am not as good as you and not as good as Xie Xiaofeng." ā€

A sharp light flashed in Fei Yu's eyes, but it quickly flashed away, he stared at Chen Feng and said word by word: "So why do you want to go to the Divine Sword Villa?" ā€

Chen Feng got up and stood on the rock, looked at the incomparable Divine Sword Villa on the mountain, and said lightly: "Because I want to see Xie Xiaofeng, whether it is Xie Xiaofeng's person or Xie Xiaofeng's sword." ā€

Fei Yu didn't speak, he looked at Chen Feng, he didn't know if what Chen Feng said at this moment was true or not, he was not a person who easily believed in others, but at this moment, he couldn't help but believe Chen Feng.

Chen Feng was no longer speaking, he had already closed his eyes and breathed his body in order to recover the lost internal force.

On the mountainside, although he and Shuai Yifan's body was not seriously damaged, but the spirit and divine power were consumed hugely, although he knew that with his current strength, he could not defeat Xie Xiaofeng no matter what, but it did not prevent him from seeking the ability to protect himself.

About half an hour, a figure appeared on the mountain road.

The person who came was not Xie Xiaofeng, but Murong Qiudi, who was dressed in a blue skirt and looked like a fairy.

Chen Feng had already gotten up, he looked at Murong Qiudi, and Murong Qiudi also looked at Chen Feng with a smile.

She looked at Chen Feng and said, "Xie Xiaofeng has already agreed with you, and he asked me to tell you a word." ā€

"What?"

Murong Qiu Di said: "His sword never comes out of the sheath easily. ā€

Chen Feng smiled, this sentence should be understood by anyone who is smart, Chen Feng naturally understood, he was not afraid at all, but looked at the calm and elegant Murong Qiudi with a smile, and said, "Can I ask you a word?" ā€

Murong Qiudi didn't hesitate, she said, "What do you want to ask?" ā€

Chen Feng said: "The maple forest on the shore of the green water lake is really a beautiful scenery in the world, if it is a snow day, it is even more beautiful, bringing days and leisure, are you willing to enjoy the snow scene of Cuiyun Peak with me?" ā€

The corners of Murong Qiudi's mouth hooked up an elegant smile, she didn't refuse, nor did she agree, but just said meaningfully: "I don't have the habit of appreciating snow with the dead." ā€

Chen Feng smiled faintly: "How can a dead person take a picture of the snowflakes on the green silk for Miss Murong?" He glanced at Murong Qiudi deeply, and then strode towards the Divine Sword Villa.

Murong Qiudi looked at Chen Feng's departing figure, smiling lightly, and when Chen Feng's figure disappeared from her sight, she turned to look at Fei Yu and said, "Fei Yu, let's go." ā€

Fei Yu was stunned for a moment, looked at Murong Qiudi, and said suspiciously: "We don't wait for Chen Gongzi?" ā€

Murong Qiudi said lightly: "Is he willing to follow us to the Murong family?" Why wait any longer if the path is different? ā€

Fei Yu was silent, and he followed behind Murong Qiudi.

At this time, Chen Feng had already arrived at the Divine Sword Villa.

- Xie Xiaofeng is no longer in the maple forest, but under the huge plaque of the Divine Sword Villa, he stands tall.

Chen Feng looked at Xie Xiaofeng's indifferent figure, and an indescribable excitement flashed in his heart.

After all, the person in front of him is recognized as one of the top ten swordsmen, but anyone who practices swords can't help but be excited in the face of such a person, and Chen Feng is no exception, but Chen Feng tries his best to control his emotions, and also controls the sword intent in his heart.

Time flies, and I don't know how long it has been, but the voice suddenly sounded in Chen Feng's ears: "Have you seen Nangong Ping?" ā€