"Sword Master senior, my master ......"

Before the concubine finished speaking, she fell off the horse.

"Mitoyo Michicho, my father ......"

Song Yuzhi also looked crumbling, and it seemed that he was seriously injured.

Chu Feng directly teleported over, lifted the unconscious Concubine Xuan, and Song Yuzhi, who was not unconscious, threw them on the ground, and asked, "What happened?" ”

Song Yuzhi, who was beautiful but scarred, sat up with support, and said with a sad face: "On the way back, a group of mysterious people suddenly appeared, my father, second uncle, and brother were all taken captive, life and death are unknown, I came here with great difficulty, and Shi Fei Xuan and her master also suffered the same thing. ”

When Chu Feng heard this, his heart was full of waves, and he couldn't imagine who someone would be if someone took advantage of the competition some time ago to reap the benefits of the fisherman.

Just as Chu Feng was pondering, Song Yuzhi and the unconscious concubine Xuan brazenly attacked him.

Everything came very suddenly, but this was nothing to Chu Feng with his strength, even the Heavenly Sword Song Que might not succeed in a sneak attack, let alone others, in an instant, Song Yuzhi flew out upside down.

Ah Qing on one side flew out of the senior concubine Xuan Zhen at the same time, compared to Chu Feng, who had room to make a move, Ah Qing, who was cold to outsiders, directly shocked the senior concubine Xuan to death, and blood was sprinkled in the air.

For a while, the audience was in an uproar, the heir of Cihang Jingzhai and the princess of Song Valve would sneak attack the head and elder of the Wuyue Sword Sect without knowing whether they were alive or dead, what the hell happened to this, some disciples in the crowd who were good at disguise, walked in front of Song Yuzhi, who was seriously injured and unconscious, and the dead concubine, and made some moves on the faces of the two, restoring two unfamiliar old faces.

"Transfiguration"

"It turned out to be fake, I called it, Concubine Xuan and Song Yuzhi will attack the world's number one master and the world's second master unless they are crazy."

"There must be a shocking conspiracy in this"

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Chu Feng and Ah Qing glanced at each other, their expressions were very calm, and their cultivation had reached the point where they didn't care about the conspiracy and tricks.

"Master, the assassin is dead, presumably the Lord is coming"

Ah Qing said indifferently, as if he was talking about an inconsequential matter.

Chu Feng's heart moved, he took a few steps forward, and said to the disciples in the square: "I am afraid that there will be a big battle later, so you will go to the secret place in the back mountain to take refuge temporarily, and you will not be allowed to come out without my order."

"Obey the Elders"

"Obey the Elders"

"Obey the Elders"

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Thousands of disciples, after obeying the order, retreated like a tide towards the back mountain. The fighting that the elders are talking about is not something they can participate in at their level.

Chu Feng and A Qing waited in front of the main hall for a while, but no one came, so they simply returned to the Wuji Hall and played chess in the warm pavilion on one side.

"Ah Qing, after the war, the poor road will go."

Chu Feng, who turned back into his real body and came out of the dust in a dashing manner, said something inadvertently.

Ah Qing, who was originally indifferent, stiffened, and the sunspot in his hand was pinched and crushed on the spot. The atmosphere in the warm pavilion became very strange, and after a long time, Ah Qing raised his head with hope in his eyes.

"Master, can you take me away?"

Hearing this, Chu Feng tapped his hand on the table, making a rhythmic sound, and after half a sound, he said, "Yes, but you have to finish preaching first." ”

A Qing's star-like bright black eyes bloomed with a strange brilliance, for her, it was good to have hope, after a while, she pushed the chessboard aside, found pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and spread it out.

"Master, stop playing chess, continue to teach me to write, you don't want me, the sword master, to be found to be ugly when I preach, right?"

Chu Feng smiled slightly, got up and walked behind Ah Qing, wrapped Ah Qing's slender waist with one hand, held Ah Qing's fair little hand with the other, and taught him hand by hand, in the past three months, this kind of thing has happened many times, I don't know why, Ah Qing, who has always been talented, is very reckless in terms of reading and writing, and he always writes badly, and he forgets to read and write.

"Master, when I was a child, every time I passed by the private school, I always wanted to go in and see what the children of the official eunuch and merchant Jia family were learning, and now I know how painful it is to recognize and write."

Ah Qing lowered his head, and while writing, he spoke softly, and the cold sword saint seen by outsiders was like two people.

"Ah Qing, don't push too hard, be steady, just like you practice swords!"

Chu Feng's heart was full of helplessness, God was really interesting, let a person have an outstanding talent in martial arts, but on the other hand, she was like an idiot. The words written are either crooked or thick, and they look very strange.

"Master, my hand doesn't obey again!"

Ah Qing walked between the dragon and the snake, and wrote another extremely ugly word.

Chu Feng let go of Ah Qing's hand and took a step back, at the beginning, if he had taught the illiterate Ah Qing to read and write first, he would definitely not have chosen this apprentice, he was too stupid.

"Master, I have written a Yongzi"

Ah Qing said suddenly, with joy in his voice.

Chu Feng heard the words and leaned up, and found that Ah Qing had really written a decent Yongzi, and happily, he continued to teach Ah Qing to write, and when the time came to noon, Ah Qing wrote more than a dozen words that could be read, which could be described as a breakthrough progress.

At this time, two delicate maidservants walked in with their meals, and when they saw the scene in the room, they seemed accustomed to it, and they put the food in place and withdrew.

Because of habit, Chu Feng didn't say a word and buried himself in eating.

Ah Qing had a small amount of rice, ate a few bites, put down his chopsticks, and looked at Chu Feng quietly.

Suddenly, three powerful existences appeared in the square outside the main hall, Chu Feng felt it, and Ah Qing also felt it.

"Master, the apprentice will come when he goes"

Ah Qing got up and walked outside, didn't take a few steps, then turned back, picked up the silk scarf on the table, and gently wiped off the oil stains on the corner of Chu Feng's mouth.

"Master, look at you, your mouth is full of food, wait for me to come back"

Ah Qing put down the silk scarf, turned around and walked out, her beautiful face became cold as frost, and her body exuded a cold aura.

Chu Feng looked at the silk scarf placed on the table, and smiled bitterly, this good man, he thinks of himself as an old man.

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Outside the Wuji Palace, in the hunting wind, Ah Qing stood with his sword in his hand, looking down at the three figures in the square, his expression cold.

"Who are you?"

The one standing in the middle, with a goose crown and a brocade robe, and five long white whiskers on his chest fluttering in the wind, looked no less than a hundred years old, only to hear him say with a smile: "I heard that there is a once-in-a-millennium martial arts wizard in Jiangnan, so I brought two friends to take a look. ”

The person standing on the left, his black hair was tied back into a bun, his handsome and ancient face was like bronze cast without any flaws, and his eagle eyes exuded a chilling coldness.

"Defeating the Grandmaster Heavenly Sword Song Que at the weak age of sixteen, even Xiang Yutian back then, he never did it"