The Zhang family and Feng Nanfeng have formed a mortal enemy, and as friends, Han Yi will definitely punish the Zhang family.

He is actually not a very good person, he doesn't have many friends, and it is precisely because he does not have many that he cherishes the hard-won friendship even more.

"Senior Brother Han, about your loss of three spiritual treasures, Senior Sister said sorry to Wang Feng to you. The woman in red was afraid that Han Yi and Wang Feng would have a conflict, so she started to be a peacemaker, "In the future, if you enter the academy and encounter any difficulties, senior sister, I will try my best to help you." ”

Han Yi smiled heartily: "Two hundred and five senior sisters are polite, in the academy, I, a rookie, may really need to be taken care of by my senior sister." ”

Because the woman in red bought Zhu Yanguo with two and a half million taels of gold, Han Yi had been secretly calling her two hundred and five, and as soon as the words came out at this moment, he realized that he had slipped out.

The woman in red frowned slightly, and said, "My name is not two hundred and five, my name is Wu Qian." ”

Han Yi secretly said that it was dangerous, obviously this senior sister didn't know what two hundred and five meant, otherwise, I am afraid that she would be in a hurry with herself.

Wu Qian, a nice name.

When Wang Feng saw that Wu Qian had even told Han Yi his name, the jealousy in his heart rose again, his eyes glared angrily, and he wanted to pounce on Han Yi again.

"That's enough, isn't there enough trouble today?" The woman in red looked more and more bored, and said lightly, "It's already late today, forget about going to the gravity room to cultivate, you and I can go back to the academy." ”

After speaking, she bowed slightly to Han Yi, turned around and walked towards the gate of the Treasure Tower.

Wang Feng wanted to please this senior sister, so he could only glare at Han Yi fiercely, and left behind her. However, this Wang Feng really doesn't understand women's minds, and he showed no strength in front of Wu Qian, so he must have been eliminated by the beauty.

On the square, there was no better show to see, and the others left one after another.

"This two hundred and five senior sister is really good. Han Yi looked at the back of the red-clothed senior sister leaving, and said to the system, "The person is beautiful, and her temper doesn't seem to be bad." ”

"His temper is better than Xiao Lu, at least he won't shout and kill. "System transmission," her cultivation has also reached the sixth stage of the middle stage of Wuzun, which is even more powerful than Wang Feng. ”

Han Yi's gaze stayed on the tall back, and he said in his heart that Wang Feng was narrow-minded, and he was really not worthy of this Senior Sister Wu Qian.

"Big brother, it's okay if you're okay, you don't know how anxious the young lady was just now. At this time, Xiao Nanxiang ran over to hold Han Yi's hand and said happily, "Actually, Nanxiang has long known that the eldest brother will be fine, because the good-looking brother will have good luck." ”

Han Yi's face was full of pity, gently stroking Fengnanxiang's ponytail, Lu Yanjia also had a charming smile, just looked at Han Yi quietly, but didn't say anything.

Liu Feiyan and the maid also like Fengnanxiang very much, no matter what kind of woman, when they meet cute and sensible children, they will always reveal the delicate emotions unique to women.

"Let's go, let's go see Brother Feng. Han Yi said, picked up Feng Nanxiang, and walked towards the secret room where Feng Nanfeng was healing.

The healing elixir of Jubaolou was really magical, and in just a few hours, Feng Nanfeng's internal injuries had been temporarily suppressed. Liu Feiyan confidently said that by tomorrow, his injuries would heal.

It was getting late, Feng Nanfeng's character definitely didn't want to trouble Liu Feiyan too much, and after getting the gold he won in the ring, he wanted to take Feng Nanxiang back to his home.

Han Yi lost no time in saying, "I suddenly thought about it for a long time, Brother Feng, the wine you owe me, I just drank it at your house tonight." ”

Feng Nanfeng said heartily: "Okay, I must have three hundred drinks with Brother Han tonight." ”

Lu Yanjia was on the side, and she really wanted to stay with Feng Nanxiang for a while, but when she heard that the two men were going to drink, she couldn't help but say: "Brother Feng, you have not recovered from your injury, how can you drink?" ”

Feng Nanfeng said: "No need, the more seriously I am injured, the more I drink, and the more I drink, the faster the injuries on my body will heal." ”

Han Yi said with a smile: "Then three hundred cups tonight is not enough, three hundred altars must be made." ”

Lu Yanjia combed her braids for Feng Nanfeng, shook her head and said, "I really can't help you, since you all have to drink, I will drink too, until I get drunk." ”

Liu Feiyan arranged two chariots for them, one to sit on people, and the other car was full of high-quality wine, and came to the village where Feng Nanfeng lived.

Fengjia Village, there are about 300 families here, with a population of nearly 1,000. Half of them did not awaken their martial spirits because they really had no resources, nor did they practice any martial arts.

At night, only an unreal outline of the village remains, and the vast land is infinitely quiet.

Han Yi and Feng Nanfeng talked happily, but Lu Yanjia's mind was completely on the little girl Feng Nanxiang, taking her to the hut next to her and telling her stories.

The stories of this young lady are a little inappropriate, either the experience of being a bandit before, or the heavy taste of fighting, killing, killing and destroying corpses, Han Yi is afraid that she will take the little girl.

"Brother Feng, with all due respect, although your swordsmanship is fast and ruthless, it is a little rough. If you only practice your current swordsmanship, I'm afraid it will be difficult to make any further progress. Han Yi took a sip of wine and brought the topic to swordsmanship.

Feng Nanfeng nodded, he was naturally very clear about his swordsmanship, and Han Yi's comments were very pertinent.

After the two drank a jar of wine again, Han Yi said: "Forgive me for being rude, can Brother Feng's cultivation sword spectrum give me a look?"

His request is indeed a bit excessive, ordinary martial arts cultivators, afraid that the enemy will know their weaknesses, and they are secretive about their swordsmanship, how can they show the sword score to others?

Feng Nanfeng did not hesitate to take out a broken book, and said: "It's just a sword skill that is not in the stream, Brother Han, you and other disciples of the family will definitely not be able to look down on it." ”

After Han Yi took it and looked at it, he knew that this sword technique was just the most common introductory sword move, and even if he was an inferior servant in the Han family, he didn't bother to cultivate.

But Feng Nanfeng relied on this unpopular sword technique to cultivate the sword technique into the realm of Xiaocheng, and it was even stronger than most people who had a sword martial soul.

Han Yi's admiration for him increased more and more, compared with Feng Nanfeng, he had the assistance of the system, and the martial arts could be said to be much smoother.

Only those who never give up hope and make unremitting efforts in the face of adversity are worthy of Han Yi's respect.

"My family does have some swordsmanship, and I'll send it over to Brother Feng for observation another day. Han Yi closed the tattered book and said.

Feng Nanfeng's face changed: "Then how can it be done, any martial arts is the heritage of the family, how can it be passed on to me as an outsider?"

Han Yi drank the wine in his hand in one gulp, and said with a straight face: "You are not an outsider, you are my friend." ”

Feng Nanfeng stopped talking, and only poured a whole jar of wine in his hand into his stomach.

True friends can live and die together, what is a mere martial art?

It's just that there are many deceitful uses in this world, and how many people can be called true friends?

Both Han Yi and Feng Nanfeng feel lucky because they have met true friends.