it!

The photo of the woman in the ancient book that Qin Feng found last time was covered by a piece of cloth, and the picture of this book was directly bare, and there was nothing.

Therefore, our Seventh Miss, who is as pure as a little white flower, actually reads this kind of ancient little emperor book in private!

"Isn't it pretty?" At this moment, a crisp voice sounded behind him.

Qin Feng was startled, the book in his hand flew out directly, he was so shocked just now, with his hearing, he didn't even hear Lin Manshu come in.

Lin Manshu walked towards Qin Feng and passed by him, a strand of hair brushed his cheeks, and a faint fragrance went straight into his nostrils.

Qin Feng held his breath and didn't dare to breathe.

At this time, Lin Manshu squatted down, picked up the book that Qin Feng had thrown on the ground, frowned and wiped the dust on it with a silk scarf.

"How good is this figure, you don't like this?" Lin Manshu said, turning the book to Qin Feng.

The corners of Qin Feng's mouth twitched, a little speechless.

"I heard that you received an invitation from Yan Shan?" Lin Manshu asked as she closed the book.

"Yes. Qin Feng nodded.

At this time, Lin Manshu suddenly threw the book in his hand at Qin Feng.

Qin Feng hurriedly caught it and looked at Lin Manshu with a confused expression.

Is she going to pretend? The expression and tone in front of him today are obviously different from before.

Is it because she saw this book and pierced her mask of innocence, so she couldn't pretend anymore?

"After you went to the party in Yanshan today, find a way to hand over the book to his wife. Lin Manshu said.

The expression on Qin Feng's face could no longer be controlled, and he looked at Lin Manshu like a madman.

"Miss Seven, if you want me to die, just say it. Qin Feng rolled his eyes and said.

"Do you think I'm joking? There is another mystery in this book, you give it to Yan Shan's wife, and she naturally understands. Lin Manshu stared at Qin Feng with a very serious expression.

"Okay, since it's serious, then I'll figure it out. Qin Feng saw that Lin Manshu didn't look like he was joking, so he nodded and stuffed the book into his arms.

Lin Manshu laughed at this time, raised her hand to put a strand of hair behind her ear, and continued: "Okay, there is still something serious to say now. ”

Looking at Lin Manshu's smile, Qin Feng's hairs stood on end inexplicably.

"If you succeed in what I have told you, I will bake you another plate of beef tendons to eat, and I will treat you as a reward. Lin Manshu winked at Qin Feng.

Qin Feng's body trembled, and then he fled.

Lin Manshu looked at Qin Feng's flustered back and giggled.

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The black snow has been drifting for a day and has managed to go from light snow during the day to heavy snow swept by the whistle wind at night.

Except for the faint fluorescent lights on the main street of the inner city, the whole city seems to be frozen in darkness, like a giant monster dormant in hibernation.

Compared with the dead silence in the rest of the place, the Yan Mansion next to the Chengwei camp was hung with hundreds of animal skin lanterns, illuminating the surroundings as if it were daytime.

In front of the gate, there are many horse-drawn carriages drawn by iron hooves, and people are coming in and out from time to time, which is a lively scene.

Qin Feng faced the wind and snow and walked over on more than a foot of snow.

He wanted to borrow a carriage from Miss Seven, but he was afraid that the sheep would enter the tiger's mouth, well, he was a sheep, and Miss Seven was a tiger, so he braved the wind and snow to come.

At least in his opinion, this wind and snow is far more lovely than Miss Seven.

Qin Feng stood still not far from the gate, his gaze swept around, and with his keen hearing, his night vision eyes could easily spot many dark whistles.

For example, the upper part of the trunk of the row of big trees on both sides of the house gate is hollow inside, and each one hides people.

And in that culvert, there are also people.

It seems that Yan Shan, the commander of the city guard battalion, can independently occupy a place among the fireflies and become the object of jealousy even the Lin family, and the elite under his hands is indispensable.

In this kind of weather, it is impossible for ordinary martial artists to lurk motionless in the cold and damp culverts.

A leopard can be seen in the tube.

"Get out of the way, beg for food elsewhere. Suddenly, a shrill voice sounded behind him.

At the same time, an animal skin scabbard stretched out, brutally trying to push Qin Feng away.

It's just that before he could exert himself, Qin Feng had already dodged away, and he raised his eyes to look at this martial artist who had just gotten off the carriage.

It was a man of about thirty years old, with three strands of beard on his chin, and he looked a little feminine.

He wears a leather armor made of saber-toothed crocodile leather, a pair of gold-trimmed leather boots on his feet, and a string of bone chains around his neck.

If you know the goods, you will be able to recognize that it is made of the toe bones of a large beast of prey, the mountain elephant.

The bone chains worn by ordinary warriors are made of bones taken from the prey they have killed with their own hands.

The outfit of this warrior tells others that he is proud and powerful.

Let's keep a low profile, Qin Feng thought.

He was covered in wind and snow at this time, and it was reasonable to be regarded as a beggar, so he didn't bother to care, and stood by and waited for the warrior to enter the door.

But this martial artist was angry because Qin Feng had avoided him.

So, without warning, he took his sword and threw it at Qin Feng's face.

Qin Feng instinctively turned his head to dodge, and his gaze instantly turned cold.

His forbearance doesn't mean he's afraid, he just doesn't want to cause trouble.

When the warrior saw Qin Feng flashing again, he was even more annoyed and angry, and when he stepped out, the strong wind shook the black snow on the ground, and the sword in his hand roared down on the spot.

This blow obviously did not retain any strength, and wanted to kill Qin Feng.

Qin Feng's heart was full of murderous intent, he didn't move, just as the sword was about to end, he suddenly raised his hand, and actually held the scabbard that smashed with majestic power.

The warrior tried hard to pull it back, but found that it didn't move.

Qin Feng snorted coldly, took the scabbard and pressed it down, and the sword came out of the martial artist's hand.

"Smack"

Qin Feng slapped the corner of this martial artist's mouth with his sword, and saw that the blood was blooming in the wind and snow, and this martial artist flew out screaming.

When the warrior got up, his whole face was no longer human, and his mouth full of teeth was half shattered.

At this moment, a team of city guards quickly rushed over, spears and guns.

"I'm Wu Yue of the Wu family, kill him quickly?" The martial artist pointed at Qin Fengdao like crazy, and blood continued to flow from his mouth as he spoke.

Qin Feng shook off the black snow on his body, revealing his armor, and then took out the invitation card from his arms and said, "I am Qin Feng, I was invited by Camp Commander Yan, but I was attacked here, I don't know who will pay for this?"

These city guards, you look at me, I look at you, or the leader waved his hand and led people to retreat directly.

Qin Feng stared at the martial artist named Wu Yue, his eyes were cold.

Wu Yue wanted to say a few cruel words, but as soon as he looked at Qin Feng, a chill suddenly rushed to his head from the tail vertebrae, and he couldn't say a word, and even his gaze was avoided, and even the courage to look at Qin Feng disappeared.

"If you provoke me again, your head will definitely move. Qin Feng said coldly, and after speaking, he walked straight into the Yan Mansion.

At this time, in the shadows not far from Yan Mansion, a carriage was parked.

In the carriage, a young man lowered the curtain on the carriage and smiled smugly.