Chapter 646: Miss Feng

The man who made the sword stood aside in a daze, and his long sword was also out of his hand, and it was stuck straight by the spear.

Shangguan Chunyu was taken aback, the knife in his hand was even more aggressive.

Luo Xiaofeng twisted his body, and his body writhed magically in the wind and snow.

Shangguan Chunyu danced the knife in his hand through the wind and rain.

It's a pity that although his knife is aggressive, it can't hurt Luo Xiaofeng.

Luo Xiaofeng twisted his body leisurely, and he looked at Shangguan Chunyu lazily.

Shangguan Chunyu was already oozing cold sweat on his forehead. His offensive finally eased.

Luo Xiaofeng suddenly made a move. He flew diagonally, and with a hook of his left foot, the spear in the snow was picked up.

Luo Xiaofeng had already grabbed the spear.

Shangguan Chun was stunned.

Luo Xiaofeng shook the spear in his hand and shook out a basin-sized spear flower.

Gun dazzle.

Shangguan Chunyu gritted his teeth, and the knife in his hand shot out again.

The meteor-like knife slammed into the barrel of the gun with a crisp sound.

Shangguan Chunyu's face suddenly changed.

The thick barrel of the gun had become entangled in the silver wire at the tail of the short knife.

The spear swung sharply, and the sound was terrifying.

The silver wire at the end of the short knife becomes shorter and shorter as it is wound.

Shangguan Chun's words are full of souls.

Luo Xiaofeng looked at Shangguan Chunyu with a playful face, and he threw the spear in his hand violently.

The silver thread in Shangguan Chunyu's hand had been taken off, and he stumbled and almost fell.

The spear was wrapped around a short knife and flew into the pine and cypress beside the road.

Luo Xiaofeng looked at Shangguan Chunyu and said with a smile: "Chief Shangguan, I have conceded!"

Shangguan Chunyu sweated like rain, his face turned from white to red, and from red to white, and he laughed embarrassedly twice. This laughter is worse than crying.

Luo Xiaofeng turned around and walked into Zhuangzi.

On the road of Songbai, only Shangguan Chunyu and his subordinates were left, in a daze.

Entering Fengjiazhuang, what is presented in front of Luo Xiaofeng is a patchwork of buildings. Pavilions and pavilions are either ingenious, exquisite, majestic, or ordinary and low-key.

Luo Xiaofeng was climbing the stairs, but he heard someone behind him exclaiming: "Luo Zhutou, please stay!"

As soon as Luo Xiaofeng turned around, he saw a big fleshy face. The face was full of smiles, and those small eyes instantly narrowed into a slit.

This man's red coat, red pants, and bare head look very strange.

Luo Xiaofeng smiled: "Manager Mei San!"

This person is none other than the third chief manager of the Fengyun Sect, the fat face scholar plum blossom hair.

The fat face scholar Mei Blossom looked at Luo Xiaofeng, and shook his head with a wry smile: "Fengjiazhuang is full of ambushes, if you are not careful, you will have to worry about your life...... Luo Zhutou is so bold......"

Luo Xiaofeng said with a smile: "If you come, you will be safe! Whether it is life or death, I can't care so much." ”

The fat face scholar shook his head and sighed again: "Luo Zhutou's grace of life, Mei will remember it from the bottom of his heart and never forget it, but it's a pity that I am alone and can't help you...... I just hope that Luo Zhutou will be cautious and leave here as soon as possible, I ......" He didn't finish a word, and retreated behind a rockery.

Luo Xiaofeng stood still and didn't move.

After a few moments, there was the sound of horses' hooves.

The sound of horses' hooves came from far and near, and in the blink of an eye, it reached Luo Xiaofeng's approach.

The eight horses circled around Luo Xiaofeng several times, and then split into two and lined up on Luo Xiaofeng's left and right.

All the horsemen on horseback were young women.

The women did not speak, but sat on their horses with solemn expressions.

In the snow, there was a sudden crisp sound of gongs.

After the sound of the gong, a small sedan chair seemed to fall from the sky.

Four women carrying a sedan chair, four thick and strong women.

A sedan chair driver trotted over, bent over, and carefully lifted the sedan curtain.

A pair of delicate and small flower shoes were revealed, and then, a small white hand grabbed the sedan curtain.

Luo Xiaofeng lazily looked at the pair of delicate and small flower shoes.

A woman walked out of the small sedan chair. The woman and the fairy floated out like a mortal. The woman's skin is white and tender, and her delicate little face is like a flawless jade. Her body is more attractive, and the close-fitting jacket completely outlines the exquisite and perfect curves. The woman's voice is soft, and there is a hint of magnetism in the softness. Just listening to this woman's voice can make people fascinated.

The woman in white looked at Luo Xiaofeng and said with a smile: "Luo Zhutou is here, and the little woman is here to greet the honorable driver!" As she spoke, she suddenly smiled again, her white teeth just appeared, and she immediately covered her mouth with her sleeve again: "In the Xia Feng Snow Bottle, on the order of the sect master, I specially came to greet Luo Zhutou!"

Luo Xiaofeng stared at the Fengxue bottle tightly, with a very strange expression on his face, and what he said was also very strange: "You are the eldest lady of the Fengyun Sect...... DID YOU KNOW...... Who is your father?"

Feng Xue Bottle was stunned, and said with an indifferent smile: "Father Feng Xie!" The smile on her face just appeared, but it immediately disappeared again: "My father single-handedly founded Fengyun Sect, but unfortunately, his old man is long gone." ”

Luo Xiaofeng stared at Feng Xue's eyes tightly, and suddenly said, "Ling Zun Feng died in the vast desert, but the person who betrayed him is still alive." ”

Feng Xuehua looked at Luo Xiaofeng in surprise: "Who is it...... Hurt my father?" she was short of breath, her eyes widened, and she grabbed Luo Xiaofeng's shoulder suddenly: "Say...... Say it!"

Luo Xiaofeng said lightly: "The person who betrayed your father is Xiao Qian of Fengyun Sect. When Luo Xiaofeng said this, his tone was obviously sharp. He told the truth, and this was also the biggest pain in his previous life.

Feng Xuehua slowly let go of Luo Xiaofeng's arm, took a few steps back, stared at Luo Xiaofeng deadly, and sneered: "Xiaoqian is the wife of the sect master, how could she harm my father?"

"Sect Master's Wife?" Luo Xiaofeng sneered: "You are a member of the Fengyun Sect, don't you know that Xiaoqian was once your father's Feng Evil's woman?"

Feng Xuehua glared at Luo Xiaofeng, as if listening to the Arabian Nights.

"Now Boss Tu of the Fengyun Sect is not a friend of Feng Xie, but a mortal enemy of Feng Xie!" Luo Xiaofeng clenched his fists, and there were red lines in his eyes: "Boss Tu is the real culprit who killed your father Feng Xie, he not only killed your father, but also robbed your father's woman......"

Luo Xiaofeng waved his fist, and the muscles on his face were twisted and deformed.

Feng Xuehua was frightened, she looked at Luo Xiaofeng in surprise, and her body involuntarily retreated.

After Luo Xiaofeng finished saying this, he suddenly let out a long sigh, the excitement on his face slowly subsided, he stared at the Fengxue bottle, and suddenly smiled: "There is one thing, I have never understood." ”

Feng Xuehua hurriedly asked, "What's the matter?"

Luo Xiaofeng sneered: "Why are you pretending to be the daughter of Feng Xie?"

Feng Xue Bottle's face was stunned: "What do you mean by this, Feng Xie is my biological father, this is a well-known thing in the Fengyun Sect, why should I lie?"

Luo Xiaofeng looked at Feng Xue's face, and suddenly said, "Do you know who I am?"

Feng Xue looked at Luo Xiaofeng with strange eyes.

(End of chapter)