"I don't have an antidote right now. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info" Han Feng pulled a chair and sat down, leaning the purple gold sword to the side, "I know how to match it, but I can't give it to you so easily." Let's start with what's your name?"

"My name is Kuroko. What do you want? As long as you're in Elephant City, there's nothing I can't get. The thief managed to catch his breath and sat down in a chair. He sat in a strange position, his butt was next to the chair, but one leg was raised and stepped on the chair, and his right hand was on the knee of that leg, and his leg was swaying, and his body was swaying with him.

Han Feng secretly thought that this person really couldn't be idle for a moment. What he was about to say next would not be so open, so he glanced at Wanrou with a slight weakness. Wanrou was still hiding in the curtain, and at some point she grabbed a wool shawl and wrapped it around her body, and was looking at the two of them with wide eyes. She was still very scared, but she also knew that her father-in-law was already in control of the overall situation at this time, and there would be no danger. Therefore, her trepidation was more of curiosity.

Han Feng smiled indifferently at her and motioned for her to pull down the curtain first. He wasn't stupid enough to think that the faint veil would block out everything he said, but he would have spoken much more easily without Wanrou watching.

Self-deception, nothing more than that.

There was no movement on the other side of the curtain, and Han Feng sighed slightly. The less anxious he was at this time, the more nervous and eager Kuroko naturally became, and this was what he wanted.

The chair that Kuroko was sitting on was shaken by him and kept making a "squeak" sound, Han Feng listened to the sound from slow to urgent, and finally reached a level of "satisfaction" before he slowly opened his mouth: "In this city, there is nothing I want." ”

Kuroko's face changed slightly, but his skin was already dark, and the lights in the room were dim, so the discoloration was not obvious.

However, the panic in his eyes still fell on Han Feng's eyes.

Han Feng smiled and said, "But you can help me do one thing." ”

Hearing this, Kuroko was obviously much more stable, and he had the confidence to speak: "What's the matter?"

"You want to follow me into the forest southwest of Elephant City...... Anyway, the medicine that saved you is also in the woods over there, and this trip always has to be taken. Han Feng said unhurriedly, and at the same time his gaze fell on the cloaks that were scattered on the ground and were turned upside down.

Before he came to Xiangcheng, he didn't think clearly about what this trip was about. He originally planned to start with Qian Gong, the city lord of Xiangcheng, to see if there was room for rebellion. But along the way, I also know that this path is not realistic. As the saying goes, the mountain is high and the emperor is far away, and the elephant city is even farther away from the imperial capital, and guarding the Yiren in the depths of the mountain is undoubtedly much more difficult than guarding the checkpoint to defend the Rong Qiang wolf. After all, the Forest of Wonders is the territory of the people, and it is full of all kinds of things that are not controlled by the generation, and danger can arise at any time and place.

However, in this difficult situation, the Duke of Qian has been stationed in Xiangcheng for generations, and there has not been a single thing that worries the imperial capital in the past hundred years, which is enough to prove the loyalty of the Qian family. At this time, it was a troubled time, although Qian Gong did not openly raise the flag to express his position, but he was far away on the border and did not make a move to fish in troubled waters, which already explained everything.

It is no wonder that the priests of the Daiqing clan used the means of destroying the city, to a certain extent, Han Feng did not feel against her approach, but felt that it was the most reasonable choice. Even if this choice will lead to a river of blood, it will cause the death of men, women and children in this city, and even some people in this city who are engaged in trading, but they can't care about it.

Elephant City was bound to become a ruined city, and after thinking about this, Han Feng gradually felt a little confused about his purpose of going south this time. Could it be that he came to Xiangcheng just to let "Lijiao" take the opportunity to enter the city and sow "fire"?

It shouldn't be more than that. It was the first time in his life that he had been so close to his mother, and no matter how dangerous the depths of the Glades were, he had to break in and take a look. He wants to meet the real Yiren. Since Liu Quan was able to use the power of the half-Yi woman to form an army that was loyal to the point of stupidity, why couldn't he borrow the power of the Yi people?

This is the ultimate purpose of his visit to southern Xinjiang. These words don't need to be said to Bai Tong, and at the same time, they can't be said to others. The Elephant City is safe now, but the forest is dangerous, and having a nimble companion in the forest will only do more good than harm anyway.

Kuroko blinked his eyes a few times with his mouth half-open. He lowered his head and rubbed his face with his hands, full of reluctance, but finally nodded with a flat mouth: "How long will it take?"

To be honest, Han Feng didn't know how long this trip would take. He held his chin with one hand and gently stroked the arm of the chair with the other: "Two or three months." ”

Kuroko said: "That...... Can I go home and leave a message?"

"Home?" Looking at Kuroko's sloppy appearance, if it weren't for his sincerity, Han Feng would almost think that this was just an excuse for him to run away, "Okay." I'll go with you. ”

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Kuroko's home was so warm that Han Feng was surprised.

The dwellings of Xiangcheng are surrounded by torches in the center and go out layer by layer, the most central is the dignitaries, and the outermost layer is the three religions and nine streams. And Kuroko's home is in the southwesternmost corner of Elephant City.

It was a small, dilapidated wooden house, of course, against the backdrop of a bunch of broken shacks around, this house was quite sheltered from the wind and rain, and it was a "mansion".

In the Elephant City in the middle of the night, the torches in the center of the city have long been extinguished, and the lights of the surrounding rich and noble families have also been extinguished, but the lights are on in these most marginal houses, but those lights are dim and faint, and it seems that the wind around them is stronger, and the fire will be blown out.

Countless figures used their bodies to block the lights, and used their backbones to withstand the cold wind that was not so cold in the elephant city, and when their backs were blown cold, they turned over to face the lights, as if they were being fiddled back and forth by invisible hands, turning into roast chickens strung on wooden sticks.

Coming out of the inn, which was quite neat, Kuroko kept looking at the handsome man beside him with his spare eyes. He rummaged through Han Feng's money bag and knew that this man was not short of money, and seeing that the clothes he was wearing were simple but the materials were very good, he wishfully thought that this should be a good aristocratic son. Heizi had been waiting for Han Feng to show the surprised expression of the ordinary son entering the slum, but he didn't expect that the other party not only looked calm, but had a solemn face, as if he was thinking about something.

And Han Feng was indeed immersed in memories. In the winter of Lidu, he did not live much better than the people in these slums, of course he remembered that he and his father were warming themselves by the slightly hot fire in the stove, but he also remembered that he and Liu Quan and they were around the fire roasting small poor steamed buns, barely filling their stomachs.

Every time they eat the last few slices of steamed buns, they will guess the winner. At that time, he always won more, and Liu Quan always starved. Now that I think about it, Liu Quan probably let him.

How did the originally good brother come to this point.

Han Feng secretly thought that this question would most likely make him entangled for the rest of his life.

At that time, Heizi had already returned home, and Han Feng looked in through the door of the wooden house. There were so many holes in the door of the house that he didn't even have to lean his face over to see what was going on inside the house.

There were three little boys in the room, and a woman with a slightly bloated figure. Kuroko stood in front of the woman, looking thinner and thinner.

This is not the combination of handsome men and beautiful women that Han Feng is used to, but for some reason, this family seems to be very harmonious in his eyes. Maybe it was because everyone had a genuine smile on their faces, or maybe it was because the woman didn't blame Kuroko for coming home too late, but without saying a word, she bowed her head to mend the torn sleeve of his shirt.

The woman's movements are very dexterous, and she can be called ten fingers like flying. Han Feng looked at it and couldn't help but have a thought: If this woman goes to be a thief, she may not be worse than a sunspot. Immediately, he had a strange thought: If she was replaced by Zhuo Xiaoting, could she do better than this woman as a female worker?

With the situation of the tomboy holding a needle and thread in front of him, Han Feng couldn't help but smile lightly and shook his head, secretly scolding himself for what was wrong, he had such an unrealistic association.

He couldn't hear what Kuroko had told the woman and the three little boys of different ages, but he knew that the family hugged each other happily, and then the woman and the child kissed Kuroko on the face in turn, and the youngest child even put a big slit on his face.

Looking at all this, Han Feng couldn't help but think of Lidu again. The people there are also humble, but the hearts of people are so indifferent, everyone just thinks about living one day at a time, and there is no such warm picture as in front of them. And thinking of himself and his father is even more embarrassing. In his heart, his father's appearance has faded day by day, and the only thing that has not faded is the three big characters he left when he left.

"Go, go, go!"

The love between father and son is all in these three words in the end. And he never had a chance to hug his father again, let alone kiss him. Such an intimate action had never been seen in him when he was a child.

Han Feng only felt that his eyes were a little sour, he lowered his head and rubbed his eyes slightly, but he heard the voice of the sunspot: "Okay, let's go!"

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