Zhang Feng listened to him answer, and knew that he had a hope of survival, and said eagerly: "I have the token given by the Ninth Young Master as evidence. ”

The boy let out a faint "oh" and removed his feet from his back, "What are the tokens?" ”

Zhang Feng got up quickly, without thinking about it, and took out the black wooden card given to him by the bald uncle from his arms. This treasure is his proof of seeking medical treatment, but in this situation, it is still important to survive first, so although he knows that the wooden card is likely to be snatched away, he can only use it to fight for life.

The young man snatched the black wooden card from his hand, looked at it carefully, and said in surprise: "Hey, it's a token of Miaoyi City, where did you get this kind of thing?"

Before Zhang Feng could answer, a retinue beside the young man whispered: "Young helper, the number plates issued by Miaoyi City this year are extremely rare, and now the price is at least more than 10 million, we can't miss this windfall." No matter where this kid got this license plate, we just have to grab it. ”

The young man nodded slightly, and when he looked at Zhang Feng again, his gaze was very unkind.

Zhang Feng said: "It's useless to keep this treasure, even if you take it, why do you need to rob it? I just hope that I will get married to you because of this, and I will get some care in the future." ”

The young man smiled and didn't smile: "Little brother, if you can get this kind of thing, you must have met some noble person, we may not be able to afford it." Since you are so generous, simply give us your life, so that we can feel at ease. ”

When the words fell, the long sword in his hand was immediately raised, not giving Zhang Feng a chance to intercede at all.

Zhang Feng was shocked and angry, full of grief and indignation, his eyes almost wanted to breathe fire, he took a few steps back alertly, but the young man followed closely with his sword, and it was impossible for him to get rid of it.

Seeing that he was about to die, a weak green grass shot at him and shattered the long sword in the young man's hand.

Zhang Feng and the young man were stunned, and the young man's entourage looked at a teahouse on the side of the street, where a middle-aged man was standing by the window, his expression was cold, and there was an indescribable majesty.

An entourage recognized the man, and hurriedly dismounted and bowed, "Please forgive me for disturbing the Wood City Lord Yaxing." ”

When the young man heard this, he immediately leaned to the window, bowed to the man, and said, "When did Uncle Mu arrive at the Ranshen Pavilion? Is Sister Yi Xin with you? I haven't seen her in a few days, so I'm so worried. ”

The man said lightly: "You know that the kid holds the token of my Miaoyi City, but you still have to embarrass him, so it can be seen that you don't take me, the city lord, in your eyes." It's not sincere to call the city lord, how dare I call my uncle?"

The young man's face turned pale and he smiled awkwardly, "Uncle Mu said that he was joking, I was just teasing that little brother, I didn't really want to hurt him." ”

The man didn't say much, and stretched out his hand to the boy. The young man knew what he wanted, and hurriedly grabbed the black wooden card and handed it to him. Then, he stretched his neck and looked into the teahouse for a while, and said loudly: "Sister Yi Xin is inside, why don't you come out to see it?"

At this time, the man left the window, blocked the door of the teahouse, and said coldly: "Xin'er and you only have one side, and there is no friendship, isn't it too abrupt for you to disturb her like this?"

The young man stood there in silence for a long time, and then said in a low voice, "In that case, I will visit Miaoyi City in a few days." ”

He turned away in a gloomy manner, looking like a meek and polite son, completely devoid of the arrogance he had just treated Zhang Feng.

However, the moment he rode away, he threw a vicious glance at Zhang Feng, and in an instant he turned back into the arrogant and domineering young gang leader.

Seeing his back, White Face felt resentful in his heart, for for for the first time in his life he wanted to kill a man so strongly, and he was determined that one day he would have to kill this abominable creature.

At this moment, the man who saved his life beckoned to him, he ran over, bowed down and thanked: "Thanks to my uncle just now, I survived, and this great favor will never be forgotten." ”

The man nodded slightly, "You come with me." He turned around and went into the teahouse.

Zhang Feng carried his bags and followed the life-saving benefactor into the teahouse, and immediately smelled the familiar aroma of green radish wine, it seems that this teahouse not only sells tea, but also sells wine!

There were more than a dozen tables in the teahouse, and only three tables facing the window sat nearly twenty people, all of whom were young children, both men and women, except for the benefactor. He stood and glanced at it a few times, silently came to his benefactor's side, threw down his bag casually, saluted respectfully again, and solemnly thanked: "Qin Feng of Dry Pine City, thank you uncle for your great kindness." ”

Uncle Bald once told him not to confide in people easily, at the beginning he changed his identity several times, after leaving Dry Pine City, he has always regarded himself as a person from Dry Pine City, and his name has not changed, but he has used his father's surname. For him, this is enough, no matter how big the disaster is, no one will be able to track down Cliff City to seek revenge.

The benefactor nodded slightly, pointed to the chair beside him, and he sat down willingly, unslashed the long sword from his waist, and placed it on the table.

At this time, a little girl sitting opposite the benefactor suddenly opened her mouth: "Hey, you said that you came from Dry Pine City, and you have seen the son of the Nanling Sword Queen family there?"

The girl was dressed in red, about the same age as Shang Ling'er, about fifteen or sixteen years old, with clear eyebrows and a bright smile, and after the question, a pair of bright and shining eyes stared straight at Zhang Feng, as if she was very concerned about this issue.

Zhang Feng said: "Of course I have seen it, I was also present when he duel with Huang Jiu." ”

The girl in red looked envious, "Is the ghost shadow sword used by Yan Gongzi really good-looking?"

Zhang Feng nodded, and was about to answer, when a little girl in green at the next table grabbed the conversation: "Yi Xin, you have never been interested in cultivation and martial arts, when did you actually care about the Ghost Shadow Sword?" Do you want to know if Yan Gongzi is as handsome as rumored, just ask directly, why bother to ask about his swordsmanship?"

The words caused all the young people to laugh, the girl in red was slightly red, glanced at the girl in green, and then said to Zhang Feng: "Don't listen to her nonsense, tell me, what is Yan Gongzi's ghost shadow sword?"

Zhang Feng is now over fourteen years old, and he is also a teenager, seeing that the girl in green is joking, he is also interested, and casually said to the girl in red: "When Yan Gongzi duel with Huang Jiu, I have only paid attention to his appearance, but I have not paid attention to his swordsmanship. ”

As soon as these words came out, the teenagers burst into laughter again.

On the side of the girl in red, a little girl in black was lying on the table and fighting, but she was also woken up at this time, raised her head, rubbed her eyes, and looked around blankly.

Zhang Feng caught a glimpse of the girl's face and trembled in shock.

The girl's face was really ugly, and the contours of her facial features looked exquisite, but there were two blue and black fetal spots that almost covered her cheeks, which made it unbearable to look at directly. He only glanced at it, then quickly looked away, and his disgust floated on his face, and he kept secretly cursing bad luck.

The girl in red noticed the change in his expression, frowned slightly, and reprimanded softly: "Your own face is as white as a dead person, which makes people feel scared when they look at it, and they are embarrassed to dislike others?"

Zhang Feng said: "There is cold condensation in my body, which is why it is like this, which is different from her." ”

The benefactor took over: "Child, did you come all the way from Kusong City with the token of our Miaoyi City to cure this cold?"

After that, he put the black wooden card he asked for from the young gang leader of the Fengming Gang on the table, looked at Zhang Feng with a smile, and waited for him to answer.