This year, the winter in Luoyang came exceptionally early, and the sparse snowflakes fell for several days in a row, spreading on the land of the Central Plains, looking forward to the coming of a cold winter.

After resting for more than a month, the energetic Liu Wei wanted to lie in the warm nest and pretend to be sick anymore, but there was no reason anyway, so he had no choice but to go back to his boring student days. However, soon His Royal Highness the Crown Prince discovered a very serious problem, the sword master Wang Yue struck!

Wang Yue is not a court official, but just appeared in the East Palace as an ordinary swordsman, saying that it sounds like the crown prince Keqing, but in fact, he is just a grass people. No matter how high the prestige of the people is, in front of the royal family, he can't mention it at all. Generally speaking, except for Wang Yue himself and his piggyback disciple Liu Feng, or if you count Liu Wei, who is very afraid of him, no one treats him as the same thing at all.

And Wang Yue has always regarded himself very highly, and he is even more obsessed with kendo to the point of fanaticism, and the reason why he can still endure apprentices like Liu Wei again and again is because of the name of the emperor's master. However, Liu Wei is simply rotten wood that cannot be carved, and there is no plasticity. It was already a miracle that Old Man Wang could tolerate it at this time.

But what's even more excessive is that Liu Wei was overly bedridden that day, so he directly plundered Old Man Wang there, and no one came to take care of him for a long time, let alone tell him what happened. And Liu Feng never returned, which greatly hurt Old Man Wang's face. Moreover, in the more than one month that Liu Wei was bedridden and recuperated, he still ignored Old Man Wang and didn't take him seriously at all.

This is a great humiliation for Wang Yue, who is regarded as a heavenly man in the eyes of his disciples!

Liu Feng estimated that Old Man Wang should have been really angry this time. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince thought that he could breathe a sigh of relief, and he would no longer have to get up early every day to practice this Laoshizi sword breaker, but Liu Feng volunteered to find the old man Wang back, and directly ignored His Royal Highness the Prince's pleading gaze.

Finding people is not an easy task.

Old man Wang's place of residence is a bit far away, and it is a bit out of the way. Along the way, Liu couldn't stop beating the horse and dismounting to ask for directions, and after two forks in the road, he came to a dilapidated village. In addition to the ruins, there is no one in the village, in the Yellow Turban Rebellion a few years ago, the Beijing division of Luoyang was also affected, there were many villages because of the Taiping Road and the slaughter of the official army, this is probably one of them. Liu Feng's heart was gloomy, and he rode into the village and walked around twice, overgrown with weeds and silent, but unexpectedly found a small earthy yellow wild dog, which was only two or three months in size, with a little injury on one leg, lying on the snow and shivering, and two watery black eyes were pitifully looking at Liu Feng.

(Note: Taiping Dao is the political organization of the Yellow Turban Army, created by Zhang Jiao)

Liu Feng couldn't help but feel compassion, got off the horse, took out a piece of cooked beef from his skin, and handed it to the little wild dog's mouth.

The little wild dog sniffed, licked his warm tongue obediently on Liu Feng's hand, and opened his mouth to swallow the piece of cooked beef into his belly. whined twice, licked Liu Feng's palm again, and looked at Liu Feng with an almost expressive and very spiritual look, as if to say: Take me in, master, please......

Liu Feng was helpless, bent down to take the little wild dog into his arms, poured out some wine and washed the wound of the little wild dog, took out a piece of cloth, got some wound medicine on it, bandaged it carefully, and then turned over and got on the horse. Greeted Xu Shan Hao Yong, took out a piece of cloth again, and carefully wiped off the sludge and snow on the little wild dog, with a smug smile on the corner of his mouth, in the future, you will be called Long Hair, don't bark, don't object.

Xu Shan and Hao Yong looked at each other, when did Gongzi also like to raise dogs? Then he was relieved, yes, Childe is still a child.

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Wang Yue saw the three people and three horses walking in the direction of his house, his eyesight was excellent, even though the three people were wearing cloaks and covered with snow, he was still the first to recognize Liu Fenglai who was walking in front. In fact, when he was in the East Palace, Wang Yue had a good impression of Liu Feng, an apprentice who was accidentally obtained, and this apprentice did not waste his hard work in vain, and he also had great respect for himself. However, Wang Yue immediately saw the little yellow dog in Liu Feng's arms with half of his little head poking out, Liu Feng carefully protected it with one hand, frowned slightly, and snorted coldly.

A girl who was dancing a sword in the courtyard stopped hearing this, wiped away the fragrant sweat with her bare hands, and stomped her lotus foot and said dissatisfiedly: "Daddy, where did I make a mistake again?" ”

Wang Yue was extremely fond of this girl, and said with a relieved smile: "Yu'er Hugh is going to mess around, and a guest is coming." ”

The girl named Yu'er put her sword into the sheath when she heard this, snorted, stood beside her father, looked at Liu Feng and his party who were blocking a woodcutter from asking a mile away, and also saw the dirty little long hair in Liu Feng's arms, the corners of her mouth curved a beautiful arc, and said disdainfully: "That person, is that precious apprentice of yours?" ”

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Liu Feng thanked the woodcutter, and from a distance, an inconspicuous courtyard in the village came into view, which was Wang Yue's home. The periphery is a breast-length female wall, a few budding plums in the courtyard, and a few blue-tiled houses inside. The residence has not been renovated for many years, and there are several thatched huts next to each other, and I don't know whether they are the residences of the subordinates or the villagers.

It can be seen that although Old Man Wang has a good reputation, his life is very cold. Sighing slightly, Liu Feng got off the horse and walked, wanting to put down the long hair in his arms, but the little guy was stunned by the warmth in his arms, and the little head was very disobedient and rubbed in the master's arms, Liu Feng smiled bitterly, took out a cloak and wrapped the little guy carefully, and handed it to Xu Shan, who was a little dumbfounded.

Straightened his sleeves, stretched out his hand and patted the bamboo door, Liu Feng bowed outside the door, and called proudly: "Sir, disciple Liu Feng begs to see!" ”

After waiting for a long time, there was no sound inside, and no one came out to respond. Liu Feng was a little strange, seeing that the snow in front of the door had been swept clean, there should be someone in Wang Yue's house, but he didn't know where to go.

Unwillingly, he slapped it again, called again, and nudged it, only to hear the sound of "Yiya", the bamboo door seemed to open by itself, but there was no figure coming out of it.

"Is anyone home?" Liu Feng was puzzled and asked aloud.

Still no response.

"Childe, aren't we in the wrong place?" Xu Shan looked strange and put the long hair on the ground. Hao Yong also leaned over, holding the handle of the knife in his hand, and carefully protected Liu Feng's side.

Liu Feng stopped, stopped Hao Yong, who was still going forward, and stepped into the courtyard, "Wang Xian......"

"The thief looks at the sword!" Before Liu Feng finished speaking, a cold light that jumped up from nowhere hit Liu Feng's chest, which was extremely weird and tricky, and as fast as lightning, straight to Liu Feng's heart.

"Stand back!" Liu Feng shouted violently, his cuffs flipped over, and with a crisp golden impact, half of the sword head flew out, one foot and three inches, and drilled into the ground.

The cold soldiers take the blade, cut the gold and break the jade, and cut the iron like mud!

Before he could see who the attacker was, Liu Feng had already retreated seven or eight steps away, and let Hao Yong attack behind him. With a spit out of his palm, he took the blade and flew it to his left hand, held down the scabbard, and made a "whoosh" that the Zhanlu sword was already out of the sheath, and it was done in one go, without any stagnation.

"Bang", before Liu Feng could attack, Hao Yong's tall body flew out, and he fell to the ground thickly, and the thick-backed knife in his hand had been knocked to the ground.

Liu Feng was shocked, his sword was spitted out, and he jumped past Hao Yong to meet him, only then did he see that the person in front of him was a young girl who was less than twenty years old!