The guards of the city stepped forward vigilantly to check the carriages, and the sentries on the walls were already drawing their bows and arrows.

Fu Qingfeng felt strange, being so vigilant was too worrying.

"Alas, what a nuisance."

Yu Zixiao couldn't wait, and a swallow swept the eaves and fell to the ground.

Even though she was wrapped in a green robe, the guards still recognized this little princess of Huayuan City.

Immediately greeted each other with a smile, the swords, forks, swords, and halberds were put away together, and the fat merchant was even exempted from the entrance fee to the city.

Fu Qingfeng followed behind Yu Zixiao and tightened his hat, like a personal guard.

Several guards saw the bloodstains on Yu Zixiao's face and the bloodstains all over their bodies, and couldn't help but be shocked: "Miss, what are you doing ......?"

Yu Zixiao waved his hand and interrupted: "Don't care, how can you be free from traveling to the mountains to suppress thieves, just fatal injuries, why worry about it." ”

Then he pointed at Fu Qingfeng with his hand: "This is the chivalrous warrior I met, this time I enter the city, I plan to invite him to the mansion and have a banquet, a few of you, you don't need to report, I will tell my father." ”

The guards looked at Fu Qingfeng strangely, this kid is young, suave, maybe he is also a chivalrous person, just in time to catch up with the young lady, this is entering the Yu family, I'm afraid that he is here to get in!

Thinking of this, the originally vigilant guards suddenly smiled at Fu Qingfeng kindly: "This young man, the gate of Huayuan City is open for you." ”

Fu Qingfeng knew that he was misunderstood, so he didn't say anything, and honestly followed behind Yu Zixiao.

These days spent in the wilderness villages and towns, I almost forget what the city is like.

Fu Qingfeng only stayed in the city when he was young and lonely, but at that time, he was poor, and he only hoped that pedestrians would give him three copper plates, teahouses and taverns, and he didn't dare to look at them.

entered the Qingyun Sect, never came out again, returned to his hometown, and has been left behind.

Fu Qingfeng revisited the bazaar at this moment, his identity had been changed to a guest, and when he looked at it again, his eyes were full of goodwill.

The bartender smiled and watched the two of them walk by, the teahouse owner also said hello, and the street vendors also left their usual scheming faces, and their faces were warm.

Fu Qingfeng watched Yu Zixiao walk through the city proudly and sighed.

Yu Zixiao came back to his senses and looked at him: "Why are you sighing?" ”

Fu Qingfeng looked into the distance, an old man carrying a burden, carrying hemp strips and weaving cloth, staggering, cold and desolate, but no one cared.

Gently spoke: "You are rich and noble, white jade is a golden horse, everything you see, prosperity is endless, but I am different, the world is warm and cold, everything is tasted, the old man who carries the burden, the boy who digs dung, during the sorrow, have you ever cared?" ”

Fu Qingfeng's sword eyes looked around, stared at Yu Zixiao and said: "You see all kinds of beautiful scenery, all of them are made by interests, not to admire your chivalry, but to flatter your father's position, if you are just a simple chivalrous warrior, do you see how everyone treats you?" ”

Yu Zixiao was speechless, and she didn't want to accept it in her heart, but her reason told her that all this was true.

Sixteen years of life has turned her world into a false canvas, which will be torn apart.

Uncovering the falsehood is painful, and these ideas have been integrated with the personal character and the grand view of the world, and breaking the obstacles is like the pain of the skin, but it is the painful learning from the pain that can be singled out and self-restraint, and the progress can be further achieved.

Fu Qingfeng was moved, and he also had the intention to be Yu Zixiao's guide, this girl had a pure heart, and he couldn't bear to degrade the world.

Fu Qingfeng pointed to the beggar on the corner of the street and said in a dull voice: "You call yourself a hero, but in your heart you only know the people who respect you, such a world, never put it in your eyes, no one has a chivalrous eye, not a chivalrous man, a thief!" A thief of vanity and fame! ”

Yu Zixiao's heart was shocked, these words had never been said to her

The entourage behind him, hearing the conversation between the two, stood up and laughed: "Okay, good!" I thought that you looked confused in the little sister, but I didn't expect that you were really a young hero, so knowledgeable and courageous, and mentally I could be the son-in-law of the Yu family! ”

Yu Zixiao came back to her senses, looked back in surprise and said, "Big brother, what's wrong with you?" ”

The person who came was a young man in a gorgeous robe, with a pair of bright eyes, elegant and easy-going, humble and gentleman, gentle as jade.

Fu Qingfeng narrowed his eyes, this man gave him a sense of oppression that surpassed any previous enemy.

"At least above the Flying Cloud Triple Heaven!"

The originally relaxed mind suddenly tensed, and the great talents of the world in the four realms came out one after another, and they were only blindfolded by the remote villages and towns, but at this moment they really realized that they were gradually entering the world of monks, and I am afraid that the clouds flying in this city are no less than ten fingers.

Such a world is not comparable to Qingyun Sect, he is a talented senior brother, everyone is harmonious, here is a world where interests are paramount, and killing karma is heavy!

Yu Wentao saw that Fu Qingfeng was nervous, and smiled gently: "Young heroes don't have to mind, this is no longer a mountain field, it is within the reach of the king's law, it is stable and clean." ”

Then he turned his head to look at Yu Zixiao and said: "Since you entered the city, your father has known everything, and the injury is so serious, it is really embarrassing, this young man is hidden with a sword aura, but it makes my heart tremble, I guess he is your life-saving benefactor." ”

Walked quickly to the front of the two of them to lead the way, and said loudly to Fu Qingfeng: "Father invited you to enter the mansion, you can talk about what you want, I don't know if you want to come?" ”

Fu Qingfeng retreated, how could he believe what Nizi said, this time in Longtan Tiger's Den, he is full of magical powers, what should he do if the other party has bad intentions?

Yu Zixiao pulled the corner of Fu Qingfeng's clothes, pulled him to the side of the aisle, and whispered in his ear: "If you pretend to be a colt, my father is worried that I will find it difficult to find marriage, and I won't embarrass you in the future." ”

Fu Qingfeng looked strange, but the robbery pill was something that all forces had to rob, and it was reasonable to put it back as a son-in-law and get such a bargain.

Sighed: "So be it." ”

Yu Zixiao blushed, this kind of bold words were also the first time she said it, and asked in a low voice: "I don't know your name yet......

Fu Qingfeng looked at her like a little daughter, and his heart was also soft: "Fu Qingfeng." ”

Yu Wentao watched the two whispering, and rejoiced in his heart, when did his little sister have such a little daughter posture?

"The little sister is not inferior to a man in courage, her status is high, her talent is also excellent, she has always looked down on any man, her father is having a headache for this matter, it is rare to come to a hero, you have to take advantage of it."

led the two all the way to the City Lord's Mansion, and Yu Wentao didn't need to be informed, and led the two to the main hall.

Fu Qingfeng was like a thorn in his back, the majestic city lord's hall, and the strong aura forced the Liuyun Dragon Pattern Dividing River Sword in the mirror sheath to hum, and his sword qi was stimulated, and he was forced to press down.

Sitting on both sides of the main hall were figures such as the elders and distinguished guests of the Yu family, all of whom were respected in status and cultivated to a high level, and when they saw that Fu Qingfeng was not crushed by the momentum, they nodded secretly.

City Lord Yu Wenhai didn't look at Fu Qingfeng, leaving only a back, holding a large pen in his hand, splashing ink on the white paper on the wall.

The back of this middle-aged and elegant man gives Fu Qingfeng a sense of oppression, but it is unprecedentedly powerful!

Yu Zixiao ran forward and threw herself into the arms of the beautiful woman beside the painting man, who touched the blood on her daughter's face distressedly, and nodded her head as she listened.

Fu Qingfeng was dripping in cold sweat, every time Yu Wenhai put pen to paper and splashed ink, the pressure was even greater, and the sense of oppression of the other monks around him was not as good as him!

The teeth clenched, and there was an overwhelming "crunch" sound.

The body of the sword is like a sword, struck by this heavy hammer!

The unyielding sword body will either kill the enemy or shatter!

Fu Qingfeng's sword body was far from enough to resist Yu Wenhai, but he had something else!

The sword qi finally couldn't be controlled, and it erupted, but it was forced by the spiritual pressure to only be around the body!

Sword realm, dust-free.

Fu Qingfeng's pressure dropped sharply, and he stared at Yu Wenhai while breathing!

Yu Zixiao looked at Fu Qingfeng worriedly with a pair of beautiful big eyes, she knew her father's style.

The painting is finally finished!

Fu Qingfeng only felt that a big river was rushing out of the artistic conception in the painting, and a long dragon was attacking him!

It turned out to be a deputy immortal dividing the river and slaying the dragon!

Fu Qingfeng's soul was shocked, and the artistic conception in the painting turned into a means of killing the enemy, wanting to crush him!

Yu Wenhai turned around, with an elegant and majestic demeanor, and looked at Fu Qingfeng indifferently.

Fu Qingfeng was furious in his heart, invited himself to the door, and came up with such means!

The sword of the river was pulled out, and against the rushing river, he swung a boundless exercise!

He was extremely angry and helpless with this sword!

It's like a small mortal, swinging his sword and slashing towards the nine heavens!

Vaguely, the proud sword of the women's sword fairy first appeared in his hand, savoring it, but it was completely different.

Martial Sword Immortal slashes demons when the sky is in order, and it is the will of heaven.

Fu Qingfeng beheaded the immortals when he rebelled against the sky, which was a rebellion against the gods.

Yu Wenhai was surprised, the other party was only the spiritual power of the Mortal Realm, and the power of this sword was even more than that of the ordinary Flying Cloud Realm!

"Where did Tianjiao come from? Zixiao's eyes are not bad, but I don't know why this kid came here, if there is a conspiracy, he will be killed on the spot! ”

Yu Wentao was horrified in his heart, in his eyes, a big river was separated by Fu Qingfeng's sword!

Yu Wenhai looked at Fu Qingfeng, thoughtful, as if he was also inspired by it.

He has been trapped in the Feiyun Great Perfection for many years, but he has never understood the charm of the river, but he has never understood half of it, but this kid has made him feel the breath of the monk of the Fenjiang Realm who once saved his life!

Fu Qingfeng gasped with his sword, and the mirror-like ground was washed by his sweat, reflecting his clenched teeth.

Trembling violently, Maya's state disappeared in an instant, the previous bandits, had consumed too much mind, and now it was tested again, and it could be exhausted.

Even so, that proud backbone has never bent down! Legs barely stood up straight, staring at Yu Wenhai!

Yu Wenhai stroked his beard and smiled: "Yes, yes, young talent, worthy of Zixiao's husband." ”

Turning his head to look at Yu Zixiao, the injury on his daughter's body made him frown fiercely: "So embarrassed, what kind of system, Wanyun, quickly take your daughter to take a medicinal bath, with her cultivation, it will be fine soon." ”

Then he bowed apologetically to the guests in the hall: "Everyone, I will deal with the family affairs for the time being, and the meeting will start tomorrow." ”

Motioned to Fu Qingfeng: "Young man, let's go and rest for a while, discuss major matters today, Wen Tao, quickly lead the way for the guests." ”

Yu Wentao stepped forward to support Fu Qingfeng, and praised in his ear: "Fu Shaoxia is really powerful, no wonder my little sister takes a fancy to you." ”

Fu Qingfeng waved his hand, forced himself to swing his body, and said weakly: "I just want to die to save face and suffer the crime." ”

Yu Wentao let go and smiled: "My Yu family has been in the cultural context for generations, and I don't know if the little sister is a chivalrous girl, I don't know if it's good or bad, come, you and here, my father has set up a guest room for you." ”

The two walked through the lobby, turned the pond courtyard, lotus flowers, brocade scales swimming, several ancient pavilions, in the middle of the water, said to be the official mansion, more like a fairyland.

Yu Wentao led Fu Qingfeng to a large room, which was finely decorated, the interior was luxurious, the medicine spirit array was readily available, and there were even delicacies that had just been served.

Yu Wentao smiled goodbye: "Brother Fu has a good rest here, I'm afraid my father will have to test you tonight." ”

Fu Qingfeng's eyes were full of stars, and he fell on the big bed to breathe, and it took a long time to get better.

Picking up the medicinal food and a gluttonous meal, this sense of emptiness is relieved a little.

It wasn't until late at night that Fu Qingfeng turned his state over.

The house was much quieter, but it was still brightly lit, and the monks were gathered, and their energy was already strong, and they didn't need to rest like mortals.

Yu Wenhai seemed to be calculating when he would reply, and Yu Zixiao happened to come and knock on the door.

The two came to Yu Wenhai's room in silence, and when they entered the door, a depressing atmosphere came to their faces.

Yu Wenhai stared at Fu Qingfeng and said lightly: "What is the purpose of your trip?" ”