Yan Shiyi insisted on the old problem, so strong, Han Feng was helpless. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

He couldn't tell the true purpose of the palace, but he couldn't make up one casually for a while, and just as he was hesitating, Bai Tong shouted again: "Han Feng, it's better to kill her." ”

In all fairness, Yan Shiyi is naturally not his opponent, but Han Feng is very disgusted with Bai Tong's "straight and straight" method at the moment, besides, Ye Si has always taken good care of him, and he plans to rely on Ye Si for many things in the future, Yan Shiyi is Ye Si's woman, even if he can kill her without leaving a trace, he will also have a relationship with Ye Si in the future.

Yan Shiyi saw that he didn't answer for a long time, and sneered: "Can't answer? That is, there is a ghost in my heart." Before the words fell, her eyes suddenly lit up, and her murderous aura soared into the sky.

In the next moment, she moved.

However, Yan Shiyi didn't rush forward, even though that murderous aura forced Han Feng to raise the Red Rainbow Sword and prepare to deal with her possible attack at any time, Yan Shiyi swept backwards.

With this sweep, she used all her strength, and swept out nearly ten zhang of the ground at once.

Yan Shiyi was able to successfully escape from Futao City back to the Huadu of Windy City, naturally she was not a reckless woman who only knew how to fight. At the moment of the great enemy, she can clearly judge the strength of the other party, and also clearly recognize her own shortcomings, and it is this sobriety that has allowed her to live peacefully until now.

Therefore, she knew that she was not Han Feng's opponent, so she only pretended to be an attack and decisively chose to escape.

When it comes to the speed of escape, Yan Shiyi thinks he is the best in the world.

As long as she can get rid of the other party, no one in this world can catch up with her.

However, what Yan Shiyi didn't expect was that the praying mantis catching cicada and yellow finch were behind, and there was someone behind her.

Dozens of feet away, the man stopped on the way she had to leave, wearing a corset, a strong suit, and the horse trainer's face that had been covering her face for a long time had been removed, revealing a pale and slightly mediocre face.

Yan Shiyi couldn't retreat, because this person stopped her with both hands, not only could she not cross over, but she also couldn't resist.

She knew this person, and the other party showed his real face, which only meant one thing: he wanted to find out who he was.

"Jo'er has seen the second prince. "Yan Shiyi's real name is Yan Qiao'er, Zhan Zheng is not a member of Jiang Xing's gang, so she naturally can't pretend to be "Eleven" in front of him.

Seeing Zhan Zheng, Han Feng was also surprised. It is already difficult to deal with one Yan Shiyi, and now that there is one more person, the situation is even more complicated. But he didn't expect that Zhan Zheng would come to relieve him.

Zhan Zheng's body was wet, and there was the corpse of Steward Chu lying behind him, which was obviously carried by him all the way.

Zhan Zheng shook off the water in his hand, and then gave Yan Shiyi a little support, and said, "Sister Qiao'er doesn't need to be polite. ”

The sentence "Sister Qiao'er" was so affectionate, Han Feng had already rushed to Yan Shiyi's side at this time, and when he heard Zhan Zheng's address to Yan Shiyi, he remembered the rumor that Yan Shiyi was raised by Ye Changzhou. Ye Changzhou is the cousin of the fourth concubine of King Yue, and he is still Zhan Zheng's elder.

And since the other party revealed his identity, Han Feng naturally couldn't pretend not to know, so he bowed his hand and said with a smile: "Han Feng has seen the second prince. ”

Zhan Zheng was not surprised by his somewhat flat expression, but smiled and said, "You are still so polite to me? ”

After saying the word, Han Feng was stunned, and Yan Shiyi was also stunned.

Yan Shiyi looked at Han Feng with an inexplicable face: "The second prince sent you to the palace? Why didn't you say it earlier?"

Zhan Zheng said: "Qiao'er, don't blame him for this matter. I told him not to say it. ”

As a member of the Jiang Xing Gang, no matter how stupid Yan Shiyi was, he knew the dirty things between the Zhan family brothers, and when he heard Zhan Zheng say that he let Han Feng enter the palace, his first reaction was that Zhan was borrowing Han Feng to check on Zhan Kang, and this matter of seizing the heir was not something that she could manage as an outsider, so when she realized that she was involved in something, her face changed suddenly.

She looked at Zhan Zheng with very complicated eyes, and then at Han Feng, and her tone of voice softened unconsciously: "Second Prince, tonight it was Brother Ye who was afraid that something would happen to the twelfth brother, so he asked me to take care of him." Since he's fine, it's time for me to go back and rest. If you still have something to say, you don't need to send it. ”

Han Feng stared at Zhan Zheng with burning eyes, but Zhan Zheng didn't mean to stop Yan Shiyi: "Sister Qiao'er, go slowly." But since Lao Chu died in your hands, then it will be at your disposal. ”

Yan Shiyi nodded and replied, "That's what I should." After speaking, as soon as he leaned over, he picked up one of Chu Zhen's feet, and then dragged the fat man's corpse into the depths of the forest. Han Feng looked at her distant figure, his eyes tightened.

The fat man had three hundred pounds to say the least, and Zhan Zheng had wasted a lot of strength to carry him over, but he didn't expect the eleventh sister to drag the fat man's body to walk very easily, and even said it was very hurried. Obviously, she didn't want to stay here any longer.

After a while, there was no one else in the forest, and Zhan Zheng spoke first. But the first thing he mentioned was not why he came to relieve Han Feng: "You don't have to go to Yu Lao in the future." I have always known about the private meeting between Steward Chu and Aunt Chen, but now that he is dead, it happens to be planted on the old man. ”

His tone was calm and indifferent, just like the feeling he gave people, but under this calmness there was hidden danger, like the blue sea, seemingly peaceful, who knows when it will set off a monstrous wave. And once it is set off, it will be bloody and bloody, destroying the world.

Han Feng shuddered from being stabbed by this danger, and he tried his best to hide his surprise, and he also responded with a flat face: "The second prince has been in the horse farm these days, and I don't know what plans I have. ”

He broke Zhan Zheng's matter in one word, but Zhan Zheng was not annoyed: "It turns out that you have always known, haha, it's no wonder." Han Feng, I've seen you taming horses with Nine Burns these days, and in all fairness, I appreciate you very much. ”

He pursed his lips, and a trace of excitement flashed in his eyes, which was mixed with a little happiness: "Yan Shiyi doesn't dare to spread our affairs, but after today, you can only be my Zhan Zheng's person." ”

Hearing this slightly ambiguous sentence, Han Feng had goosebumps, but seeing that the other party was serious and serious, he smiled back: "Second prince, I owe you a favor." If you want to ask me for help in the future, please feel free to ask. But...... Don't you wonder why I went into the palace?"

Zhan Zhengdao: "I don't care about this. As long as you listen to me in the future, the palace will be like your home, you can enter as you want, and you can do whatever you like. He paused and added, "Ye Si is not very obedient, and I am very worried about handing over the horse farm to him." ”

Han Feng's body was shocked, secretly thinking that Zhan Zheng would never go crazy and kill Ye Si himself, but Zhan Zheng seemed to see his doubts, so he smiled and said, "What are you thinking? Haha, I'm not that stupid." Han Feng, have you fought a war before? You are from the other side of Changmen Mountain, have you ever heard of the Prodigal Soldiers?"

Han Feng was stunned, almost thinking that Zhan Zheng had carefully checked his background, but even the people of the Jiang Xing Gang didn't know about his time in the Prodigal Son Army, so how did Zhan Zheng know about it.

Zhan Zheng looked at him silently, and said with a smile: "Don't be careful." I heard that Xing Hou once gathered the young people who had left the capital and formed a prodigal army. The people in Lidu are all outstanding, so I guessed so. But it's not a problem for me if you're in the Prodigal Sons or not, and of course, if you've ever fought, it's better for me. ”

Han Feng didn't answer, only asked, "The second prince wants to fight, who do you want to fight?"

Zhan Zhengdao: "I can't tell you yet. You train your horse well, and when the time comes, it will naturally be useful to you. After speaking, his gaze turned to Jiuzhuo, "I heard Jia Caiban say that Jiuzhuo is the king of horse kings, and if you get it, you can win the world." Haha, if that's the case, then wouldn't the world be as good as what you have in your pocket? It's ridiculous, ridiculous!"

He suddenly said such a thing that was unrelated, and without waiting for Han Feng to answer, he left with his back hand. He walked as fast as he could, and after a few moments, only laughter echoed through the woods, and the figure was gone.

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