The torrential rain outside the window, although it is slightly worse than the one in Africa a few days ago, has seriously affected people's travel in this city.

Yang Feng lay on the guardrail in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the flooded intersection downstairs, his brows furrowed, as if he had encountered something troublesome.

Indeed, seeing that the time was about to reach the evening, Yang Feng's dinner was also separated by the rain, he had no mobile phone, he couldn't order takeout, no umbrella, and no spare clothes.

But this is not the most important reason, what really worries him is the sword book that Di Xiuso gave him.

Di Xiusuo has already written the methods and skills of learning this knife book very clearly on the first two pages of the exercise book, if there is no introduction to these two pages, ordinary people will not be able to learn even if they get the knife book, but now Yang Feng is not worried about the content of the knife book, but the two paintings in it.

The two paintings are the same as the content on other pages, talking about two of the whole set of knife techniques, but the villain in these two styles is facing Yang Feng.

Among the other sideways or leaning moves, it was difficult to see the specific length of the knife drawn by Di Xiusuo on the paper, but in these two moves facing the paper, Yang Feng saw that the knife drawn by Di Xiusuo was actually longer than the villain holding the knife!

If the person on the paper is calculated according to Yang Feng's height of one meter eighty-three, the two knives in the villain's hand are at least two meters five, and Di Xiusuo also intentionally or unintentionally drew some decorations on the two knives with strange long blades.

The left knife is the great river, mountains and forests, and the right knife is the wind, auspicious clouds and green smoke.

The brushstrokes of these blades are even more delicate than those movements, which shows that Dioceau put a lot of effort into painting these ornaments that have no effect on the sword.

It's just that Yang Feng doesn't understand, did he deliberately draw the details of these two long knives, or was he just out of haze?

But no matter what, the two knives drawn by Di Xiusuo, Yang Feng can be 100% sure that they are the two knives held by the military master heart demon of the Ancient Seven Evil Horses, and they are also the two knives that the man in black in the dream used to repel the five demon kings and rescue him alone!

Yang Feng's side had just persuaded himself not to doubt Di Xiusuo's identity anymore, but he didn't expect that Di Xiusuo would show his little tail to him from here.

He was dressed in this clothes, and now it was a problem to even go out to buy food, so how could he go to Decuso's house to find out......

Thinking about it, his stomach "gurgled", and at noon he and Di Xiuso were only concerned with drinking, and only ate one of the fried buns, and when he wanted to eat the second one, he found that the last one had already been half eaten by Di Xiuso.

That guy ate seven fried buns by himself!

"A teacher for a day, a father for life, this is the so-called father's love, alas, ......" Yang Feng looked at the torrential rain outside the window, sighed, and turned around and walked to the door.

Anyway, he still has to eat dinner today, otherwise if he eats one fried bun a day, he won't have the energy to study the content of the knife book at night.

As for the two knives on the score, he would have to ask about them the next time he and Di Xiuso met again.

After opening the door of the personal training room, the noise outside immediately came into Yang Feng's ears, it stands to reason that now should not be the time when there are the most people in the gym, but they are probably also locked here by the heavy rain, and everyone is waiting for the rain to be a little less before going out.

A tall young lady at the front desk sat in front of the computer with her chin propped up, probably also trapped by the heavy rain, looking at the big men in the gym shouting for fitness with a sad face.

Although many people invited her to go over to exercise together, she refused all of them one by one, and in this kind of place, it is very common to blow a hooligan whistle to a beautiful woman.

It's just that when Yang Feng walked out of the private gym with a disgraced face, a trace of agility suddenly appeared in her gloomy eyes.

Seeing Yang Feng walking towards her, the young lady stood up, as if she had something to say.

It's just that now Yang Feng was thinking about where to go to buy food, and he didn't notice the young lady at the front desk, but walked straight to the stairwell.

"Yang Feng?"

A crisp and pleasant female voice came from behind him.

Yang Feng was stunned for a moment, and when he turned around, he was amazed by the young lady's appearance.

"Your name is Yang Feng, right?" the young lady walked towards him with a smile like a city.

Yang Feng looked confused and nodded, "I am......"

The young lady laughed, "Oh, that's right, someone entrusted me to leave you an umbrella." ”

As she spoke, she pulled out a large black umbrella from under the front desk.

Yang Feng was stunned for a moment, and hesitantly took the umbrella, "Who gave it to me?"

"It should be your master, the man said that you are his apprentice, this umbrella was originally used in the club, he rented it when he left, let me guard it here, and said that if you go out, I will give it to you." The young lady smiled.

Yang Feng suddenly realized, it turns out that Di Xiusuo is still so caring?

"That, thank you......" Yang Feng couldn't help but blush when he talked to such a beautiful girl for the first time.

It's just that he didn't see it, and the few big men next to him who were also anxious to go out saw this scene, and the green tendons at the corners of their foreheads slowly appeared from under their skin, and a few hideous looks appeared on their faces......

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The city was not as cold as expected during the rainstorm, because it was during the evening rush hour, and the road in front of the gym was jammed with traffic due to bad weather.

In the traffic, Yang Feng shuttled through it with the big black umbrella, which was particularly abrupt in such a humid and irritable street scene.

Because next door to the gym is a large English training class, there used to be a lot of small stalls downstairs selling snacks such as meat sandwiches and tenderloin cakes, and most of Yang Feng and Di Xiusuo's daily meals are also consumed from here, but now, because of the heavy rain, those small vendors on the side of the road are now all gone.

Yang Feng was not familiar with the terrain in this area, and after those small vendors left, he really didn't know where to buy food.

He has been walking along the road under his feet, he is a road idiot, if he has been walking in a straight line, he will not get lost, buy something to eat if he can see it along the way, and now the water on the road is not shallow, even if Yang Feng walks extra carefully, but he still didn't go far before his shoes were wet.

It's just that there aren't many doorhouses on either side of the road he's walking now, and he saw that there was a construction site not far in front of him, and there shouldn't be any food sellers near that kind of place, right?

At this time, a large truck stopped at the door of the construction site, and two workers with hard hats walked to the side of the truck, and they pushed a flatbed, one was responsible for unloading the sacks of construction materials from the truck's body, and the other was responsible for transporting these materials to the construction site with a flatbed truck.

It was just through the heavy rain curtain that Yang Feng saw a familiar figure.

Probably out of a feeling, even if he couldn't see the details of the figure, he still felt that the man looked a lot like Desceso.

Yang Feng held an umbrella and watched in the rain for a full minute, until the two of them filled the flat cart, one pushed the cart back to the construction site, and the other continued to wait under the truck in the rain.

The worker with the hard hat seemed to have also spotted the figure walking towards him with a black umbrella, but it was the rain curtain that affected their eyesight, and Yang Feng didn't recognize him until they were less than ten meters apart.

"Didn't you go home and collect your clothes?"

Yang Feng's voice was very small, and when he spoke, he was already engulfed by the sound of rain.

It's just that the man ignored him and turned around and walked towards the construction site as if he didn't know him.

"Di Xiusuo!" Yang Feng shouted, stepping on the muddy water in the construction site and chasing after him.

The man tried to speed away, but the man pushing the flatbed was already coming towards him.

Yang Feng finally caught up with the man, he looked at Di Xiusuo's soaking wet appearance, he couldn't believe that this man would sneak here to work without his knowledge.

"Oh, didn't I say it a long time ago, we don't have enough money to spend, and now there is a shortage of people on the construction site, I'm not here to make some money and take you out to eat something delicious in a few days, what are you doing here?" said Di Xiuso, wiping the rain from his face with his dirty hands.

Yang Feng was speechless for a while, he felt as if his heart had been touched by something, he wanted to pull Di Xiusuo back, but the person pushing the small cart had already taken Di Xiusuo to the body of the truck again.

The torrential rain poured on the hard hat and flowed like a small waterfall into the muddy water on the ground as it fell.

He looked at Decusot's appearance soaked in rain, and couldn't believe that Decusot, who was usually so arrogant, would brave the rainstorm to do such tiring work on the construction site for himself.

"Go back quickly! This umbrella belongs to someone else, so you quickly buy food and leave the umbrella for others to use." Deciusor said, waving at him, and climbed into the body of the truck again to unload.

Yang Feng watched the soaking back figure climb onto the body of the truck, and suddenly, a rapid mobile phone ringtone sounded in Di Xiusuo's pocket, he looked helplessly, wiped his hands on his clothes, took out his mobile phone from his pocket and connected the call.

Yang Feng, who didn't use the power of the Hunter God, had no way to separate Di Xiusuo from the sound of the rain and the voice on the other end of the phone, but he could see from Di Xiusuo's expression that what the person on the phone said was like an invincible siege vehicle that was destroying Di Xiusuo's psychological defense step by step......