"If you are cheap, you are invincible!" After Su Fenglin finished fanning, he took out an embroidered handkerchief and wiped his hands: "It's dirty." ”

After wiping it, he burned the embroidered handkerchief to ashes, as if the person who slapped him was not himself.

"You... You! You, you! The shopkeeper of Baili Zhai covered his red face and was angry: "I want you to die well, so I will call Dr. Zhang of Wan Pharmacy and tell him that someone is making trouble in Baili Zhai." ”

"Hmm. There is a backstage. Su Fenglin nodded.

"Huh! I regret it now, do you come..."Before the shopkeeper of Baili Zhai finished speaking, he was stunned by Su Fenglin's next sentence.

"My brother is the master of Drunken Moon Xuan, Su Fenglin, if you have something, go directly to Drunken Moon Xuan to find him."

After saying that, Su Fenglin walked towards Zuiyue Xuan with steps.

"Wow! No wonder she dared to fan the shopkeeper of Baili Zhai, it turned out that her brother was the master of Drunken Moon Xuanxuan! ”

"Have you seen it, the fan in her hand is the same as Su Fenglin, the master of Drunken Moon Xuanxuan."

"Tsk, turning your hands into clouds and covering your hands for rain, you have provoked the Lord of Drunken Moon Xuanxuan, and ten thousand pharmacies don't dare to do anything with him!"

"I also heard that the emperor and Prince Jue went to visit this Xuan Lord in person, which is enough to see how powerful Su Fenglin is."

"I didn't expect Su Fenglin to be so handsome, and even his sister was so immortal! If only he could marry his sister, tsk! A great blessing in life! ”

"Just you? Stop dreaming! ”

...

After a small farce, Su Fenglin took Wan'er Xiu'er to the refugee camp.

Now the refugees are heavily guarded, and I say it is to prevent the plague from spreading.

I don't know how the little boy used to escape from inside.

"It was said that there was a plague, but I didn't see the medicine sent in, Huo Weichao played this chess well!" Su Fenglin fanned the feather fan: "In this way, no one will be able to find the inferior wood inside." ”

"What a bastard!"

"Well, he's a bastard!"

Wan'er and Xiu'er echoed.

"Let's go!" Su Fenglin continued to fan the feather fan: "I'm back to Drunken Yuexuan." ”

"Huh? Sister doesn't care? It's a life! ”

"I have to visit His Royal Highness the Nine." Su Fenglin answered the question.

This refugee is heavily guarded, and the three of them alone naturally can't break through.

Moreover, there is news of the plague here, and those magnates are more desperate than the other, and they will not come to check in person without the emperor's order.

In this case, we had to change the method.

...

Five days later

The residence of His Royal Highness Nine, Sizi Mansion

Long Reverse Scale held his breath and calmed down, as if he was practicing conversation and recuperation, in fact, he was also thinking about when Su Fenglin would come to him to go to the refugee center, originally he wanted to go and see it himself, but because it was better to visit with Su Fenglin, he held back.

Su Fenglin's character, he still believes it, although Su Fenglin has not come to visit him in the past month, he also did not bother Su Fenglin, and he also heard the rumors that Long Aoguang and Long Aobo went to visit Su Fenglin, but he didn't mind at all.

The friendship of gentlemen is as light as water, and it should be so.

Well, let's just say it's a gentleman's friend, I don't know Su Fenglin's identity compared to Long Reverse Scale, and if I knew, I wouldn't have said that I wanted to marry her in front of her.

Back to Drunken Yuexuan to freshen up and dress up again, Su Fenglin became a handsome young man.

"His Royal Highness the Ninth is here? Su Fenglin came to visit. ”

"Please come in."

Su Fenglin naturally pushed open the door, and when he entered his eyes, he saw Long Reverse Scale practicing swordsmanship in the courtyard.

Su Fenglin looked at this swordsmanship, the more he looked at it, the more interested he became, he took the feather fan, and lightly clicked on the ground, jumping towards the range of the dragon's reverse scale attack.

"Whew! Zheng! ”

Seeing a man in white suddenly jumping in, the dragon subconsciously attacked, and the long sword stabbed out, but was intercepted by the fan.

How can feathers be compared to blacksteel?

After a few more rounds, Su Fenglin shook his fan.

"Whew,!"

The original supple goose feathers on the fan turned into iron feathers in an instant.

"This fan is called Zhuge Fan! Your Highness, be careful! Su Fenglin's momentum suddenly changed, the fan in his hand was ever-changing, and where his body passed, he left an afterimage of white clothes, which was extremely wonderful.

"Zheng Zheng Zheng, huh!"

Iron Feather hit the sword, and the two sides were tied.

"I never thought that Mr. was not only resourceful, but also highly accomplished in martial arts, powerful, really powerful!"

"His Royal Highness actually practiced the Qinglong Sword Technique to the ninth layer, and the grass people also admired it."

The two exchanged pleasantries, and Su Fenglin proposed to come today.

"I don't know if Your Highness still remembers going to visit the refugee shelter with the grass people."

"Naturally, I remember, sir, please wait, go and change your clothes first, and then go over with Mr." After Long Reverse Scale finished speaking, he hurriedly went to the backyard to wash his body and change his clothes.

...

Although the refugee camp is located on the side of the capital, it has a lot of natural objects such as cliffs and boulders, and it is in the middle of the mountain, and it is surrounded by soldiers, so few people can enter or see the scene from the outside.

If you say that you are standing on the mountain and watching, you will definitely be driven away by the guards.

I don't know, that kid. How did you get out?

"Stop! This is a refugee shelter, who are you? What do you want to go in? ”

"Presumptuous, this is His Royal Highness the Ninth Dynasty, how dare you stop it?"

"Your Highness the Nine?"

When the soldiers guarding heard this, they looked at each other, and the big man at the head took a step forward and whispered: "Your Highness the Nine, this Ministry of Industry Shangshu said that there is a plague inside, your precious body, it is still not easy to enter, if you are infected with a plague or something, it is not easy to explain the small one." ”

"Well, that's fine." Long Reverse Scale nodded indifferently: "If it is infected with the plague, you say that I forcibly want to go in." ”

"However, His Highness the Ninth has an order from above that no one other than the victims of the disaster is allowed to enter."

Su Fenglin frowned, a Ministry of Industry Shangshu can be pressed on the dragon scales, this road to succession seems to be very troublesome.

"The Nine Highnesses of the dignified Blue Dragon Empire, they can't compare to a sentence from the Ministry of Works, have you eaten the bear's heart and leopard gall?" In an instant, Su Fenglin's eyes were threatening: "If this matter is spread to the ears of the Dragon Emperor, do you think Huo Shangshu will still save your life?" Do you still have the life to stay here? ”

"Who are you?"

The soldiers guarding were not frightened, and immediately shouted.

"Drunken Yuexuan, Su Fenglin." Su Fenglin fanned his fan, looking like an understatement, and did not take these people in his eyes at all.

"Get out of the way, we're going in!" The dragon was impatient, he was sure that there must be something strange inside, and he couldn't wait to go in and take a look.

"His Highness the Nine!"

The guards blocked the entrance and prevented them from entering.

"If His Highness the Ninth insists on breaking in, then—don't blame us for being rude."

"Huh!" Su Fenglin sneered: "What, you still dare to do something to His Royal Highness the Nine?" ”

"There is an order from above, and the last general will not dare to disobey."

When the words fell, Su Fenglin didn't talk nonsense, their purpose today was to get in, but they couldn't get in now, then-

"Wan'er, do it."

"Okay, Childe."

Shangguan Wan'er, a little cold light appeared on her hand, and the next moment a thick brush appeared in her hand, this brush was only two heads lower than Wan'er.

"Spiritualist."

Dahan's expression returned to seriousness, and he shouted: "Do it!" ”