Everyone left, and in the blink of an eye, there were only two people left in the room.

Hong Feibai leaned against the door, and saw those martial artists who were fierce when they came, but at this time, they were embarrassed one by one, and the ghost sword, who behaved the most ruthlessly, lost his life directly, and was dragged to the ground, like a tattered sack, his heart was very happy, and he exhaled heavily, and he was originally aggrieved, and laughed:

"Hahaha, it's good to go!"

"The snow is slippery, be careful of falling......"

When the Yin brothers and sisters heard this, they secretly hated in their hearts, if they were in the past, they would definitely teach a lesson, but at this time, they were afraid of the people in the house, so they only supported each other and staggered away, and they didn't even leave one or two cruel words.

Hong Feibai looked at his appearance, only felt like a lost dog, the laughter became more and more wanton, and his heart was so unhappy, even the injuries on his body didn't seem to be so painful, he only felt that this situation was this scene, and only by drinking three bells could he express his heart and mind.

It wasn't until he saw that the few people took off their light skills and disappeared that Hongfei Bai Fang turned his head refreshedly, his eyebrows were raised, and he looked a little proud, and then he saw Wang Anfeng sitting on the stool, and saw the quiet black pupils, his face was slightly stagnant, and he coughed lightly, and he became much more honest.

Just now, he also felt that so many clever warriors were in the same room, which made him feel depressed and quite uncomfortable, and at this time, everyone was empty, but he felt that his heart was even more panicked.

It was as if the lead-gray sky outside the door had also pressed into his heart.

It made him feel a little out of breath.

The young man who was able to talk casually before was sitting there at this time, his face and clothes, even if his demeanor did not change, he couldn't talk, and when he was hesitating, he heard Wang Anfeng say:

"Well, it's almost hot now......"

Hong Feibai was slightly stunned, raised his eyes and saw Wang Anfeng standing up, taking out a big bowl of rice from the cabinet next to him, the fire had already been extinguished, but how could the residual temperature be so easy to dissipate, in the iron pot, there was still a gurgling sound, and the pork and soybeans in the pot were simmering more and more flavorful.

Wang Anfeng held the copper spoon and stirred it gently, the fragrance became more and more intense, and he looked up at him and smiled:

"The soybeans of the village chief's family, but the method of his own family, the taste is sweeter than that of ordinary people, and this pork has been stuffy for a long time, and the taste is thick, it is best to pour it on the rice......"

"Moreover, it is best to have cold rice, with clear grains, not as glutinous as new rice, and after pouring it in, it will not soak into a ball, and it tastes the most delicious."

Wang Anfeng explained with a smile, raised his hand to hold the copper spoon, scooped out a spoonful of soup, and gently poured it into the bowl, the golden soup instantly filled the gap between the white rice, and the pork of the right size fell on it, shaking slightly, just poking it at will, it was already rotten, and the aroma was permeated.

Fu smiled again, raised his hand to Hong Feibai, and said with a smile:

"When I was a child, I liked to eat this the most, but unfortunately Uncle Wang's craftsmanship was too bad, if it was either unripe, or it was too salty, it was like killing a salt seller, or I learned it slowly."

"If you don't like it, Feibai will cover you with one or two."

Hongfei Bai was slightly stunned.

Wang Anfeng called him a young man before, but now he directly called him by his name, and the invisible wall in his heart subconsciously dissipated a lot.

I thought about it again, although the young man in front of him was strong in martial arts, he had never fought in martial arts, nor did he look down on himself because of martial arts, how could he look down on himself?! Isn't it a joke that a husband behaves for people, walks the rivers and lakes, is it timid, and tied his hands and feet?

Deng Shi also let go of the restraints in his heart, raised his hand to take the bowl, and laughed out loud:

"How can this be, it's not a secret, this aroma has already been hooked in the lower belly."

"It's just so dangerous that I want to eat secretly, but I just thought of this pot, and the two of us are not enough, and if we add so many mouths, wouldn't we be able to eat much, but if we don't let them eat, we look stingy, so I can......'t help it."

…………………………………………

Ate this meal.

Hong Feibai only felt that his body was warm and comfortable, he was hunted down this time because he was appointed, although he was not in a hurry, but there was also a time limit, plus the person who chased and killed him had been sent away by Wang Anfeng, and he had no worries.

Therefore, although there were still some injuries on his body, he also got up to say goodbye to Wang Anfeng before sunset.

Outside the wooden door.

Hong Feibai saluted Wang Anfeng with a fist and said with a smile:

"Sir, let's go back......"

"It's snowing outside, don't send each other."

Wang Anfeng nodded and said:

"Be careful on the road, and sir......"

Hong Feibai didn't wait for Wang Anfeng to finish speaking, he had already risen up, his body was straight, quite like a long sword out of the sheath, although the changes were average, but the speed was not slow at all, in the blink of an eye, he had jumped out of a distance of more than ten zhang, in the air, his clothes were flying, this Fengfeng chivalrous man laughed loudly:

"No, no, the title of Mr. is still required."

"Etiquette can't be abolished, but I can't call you senior, I am much older, Mr. is very good, Mr. is better...... Hahaha, if Mr. Heri has the mind to walk around the rivers and lakes, you can go to my Tianjian Gate to have a look. ”

"I can't make such delicious dishes in the next place, but there are also mellow wine and beautiful people to treat each other."

"Farewell!"

The words fell, Hongfei's white toes connected the dots on the cold pine trunk, and with the help of strength, he had disappeared into the vast distance like a shock, and his body was quite chic and neat, although it was not as unpredictable as the ghost sword, it was also very good, and among the twenty-year-old Jianghu warriors in Fufeng Jianghu, he should be able to rank first.

Wang Anfeng stood in the courtyard, watching Hongfei Bai go away, in winter, it was dark early, and the sunset could already be seen at the edge of the sky, but even this sunset looked cold, except for some red, it was cold blue and black intertwined.

Wang Anfeng's eyes fell, looking at the chaotic snow in the courtyard, looking at the courtyard wall that was smashed alive, the heavy gun stuck upside down on the ground became more and more chilly because of the falling snow, and there were spots of blood on the snow, which refused to disperse.

Dingding looked at it, Wang Anfeng, who has always liked tidiness, did not clean up the yard, just turned around and slowly went back to the house.

A moment later, two men in thick cotton jackets with thick hands and feet sneaked up from the village, and cautiously poked their heads out, and when they saw the chaotic appearance of the courtyard and the indelible bloodstains, their faces were shocked at first, and then they showed joy.

One of them had rough eyebrows, but his nose collapsed as if he had been punched, and he snorted, lowered his voice, and said in a muffled voice:

"It's good now, this outsider has finally caught me!"

"I said that outsiders can't believe it, and they don't believe it, this evidence is clear, I want to see who else in the village can protect this murderer......"

The other was calmer, patted him on the shoulder, and whispered:

"Erzhuang, don't be impulsive yet."

"Let's go find Brother Niu."

"Well, let's go!"

The two of them slowed down their movements, as they had done before, and slowly stepped back, taking a dozen or so steps back before turning around and leaving hurriedly.

They were born in this village farm, and they had been in the city for two years, and they had learned some crop tricks, and they had been hunters in the mountains, and their movements were much sharper than those of ordinary villagers, and they walked in the snow without making much sound, and after a while they were far away.

in the house.

Wang Anfeng sat cross-legged on the bed, looking out the window, looking quiet, and after a long time, he only sighed softly.

Raising his right hand, the sleeve robe slipped off, revealing the Buddha beads on his wrist, and said softly:

"Back to Shaolin ......"

The faint streamer was fleeting, and in the room, the firewood in the stove was burning and crackling, and there was no boy on the bed.

Outside the window, the wind and snow are getting heavier.

PS: The first update is presented......

。 Nine Heavenly God Emperors