Having said that, Chen Huaifeng still walked out of the gate of the Sword Sect with a cup of hot water, and the little boy Hu Lu was still sitting at the door of the Sword Sect with his sword, and if Cong Jian didn't come back, his sword would appear in a place where the world could see it.

Chen Huaifeng touched Hulu's stubble-growing braincase, and thought that it was indeed Zhang Xiaoyu and Hulu's two junior brothers who supported this crumbling home.

It's a pity that I didn't know where to put my sword for several years.

Chen Huaifeng thought as he looked at the sword that Hu Lu was hanging in the gatehouse.

Hu Lu was very vigilant to detect Chen Huaifeng's thoughts, and said firmly and resolutely: "Senior brother, this can't be. ”

Chen Huaifeng sighed and said, "Okay, but when you go out, you must always have a sword." ”

Hu Lu thought for a moment and looked down at the sword in his lap.

Chen Huaifeng shook his head and said, "Senior brother, this is even more impossible. ”

It's to see the world, not to frighten the world.

The two stood at the door and thought for a while, a little at a loss.

Chen Huaifeng sighed, turned around and took a red middle paper from the table in the concierge, put it in his arms, and walked out of the door.

The little boy Hu Lu scratched the back of his head at the door, thinking, "This is okay too?" ”

Chen Huaifeng didn't have the heart to guess what Hu Lu was thinking, holding a cup of wolfberry tea, and leisurely walked out of the Human Sword Sect.

The last time Chen Huaifeng came out of the Sword Sect was last year.

On that day, several junior brothers won a lot of money playing cards, so they waved their hands and invited them to the riverside wine shop to drink.

The disciples of the Sword Sect, who didn't have a line of swords, sat on the bamboo and wooden platform, looking at the big river in the world, talking about the heavens and the earth, talking about the young man and his ideals, so happy.

even asked Chen Huaifeng about the origin of the name.

Chen Huaifeng thought about it, and said in his heart, you should ask my father and ask me what to do?

But he couldn't resist the enthusiasm of the juniors and disciples who drank too much, Chen Huaifeng still made one.

Stale nostalgia, boyish wind.

Now that I think about it, this explanation is really okay.

Melancholy youth, young me.

But in fact, Chen Huaifeng doesn't have anything to miss.

He has been favored by Cong Jian since he was a child, and entered the cultivation of the Human Sword Sect, entered the small path at the age of twenty, and then lost the avenue, and gradually faded out of the human field of vision after the age of twenty-five.

After playing cards in the Sword Sect for seven years, he also won a lot of family property.

There is a house in the east of the city, which Chen Huaifeng bought a long time ago.

He plans to fight for a few more years, if he hasn't broken through the ninth realm of the trail at the age of thirty-five, he will break away from the Sword Sect, find an older girl to marry in Nanyi City, and then become his own son, do some small business, and play cards if he has nothing to do, even if he has lived a lifetime.

At the beginning, he also thought about finding a good-looking young one, but when he thought about it, he was thirty-five, how could there be a young and beautiful girl who could look up to him.

Chen Huaifeng thought about it, and felt a little regretful, he knew that he was also active at the beginning, maybe he could be like Xiaoyu's junior brother, bravely save the girl who fell into the water, and get a good relationship from then on.

But then the girl named Li Qinghua doesn't seem to have come to Zhang Xiaoyu for a while, so she shouldn't be empathetic.

Chen Huaifeng thought of this, and he was a little worried about Zhang Xiaoyu.

How good Li Qinghua is, her family is still running a cloth workshop in the city, and she is also good-looking, gentle and gentle.

I don't know which tendon Zhang Xiaoyu has cramped, but he doesn't like people, so he hides around all day long.

If I had changed myself, I would have licked it up a long time ago.

Chen Huaifeng walked on the riverbank blowing the spring breeze, and did not forget to tidy up his appearance in front of the river.

Thirty-two-year-olds, no matter how chic and good-looking they were back then, they are also going downhill, and if they don't pay attention to their shape, if they really reach the age of thirty-five, maybe they won't be able to marry their wives.

Chen Huaifeng thought self-deprecatingly, and on the other hand, he felt that he had stayed in the small path realm for so many years, was it because he was not attentive enough?

The world of flowers is fascinating!

Chen Huaifeng took a sip of wolfberry tea, held the cup and continued to walk by the river.

Then he stopped at a bridge.

There has always been a saying about the bridgehead of Nanyi City.

Back then, the ancestor of Cong Zhong laughed and liked to watch the girl wash her feet at the bridge in the spring.

At that time, there were many peach trees planted in Nanyi City, but unfortunately, after the death of the ancestor in the bush, those peach trees also died in the years, and only the one of the Sword Sect in the world lived for a thousand years.

Chen Huaifeng also likes to look at the bridge.

But he didn't like to look at the girl's feet.

He liked to see the girl raise her head and lift a wisp of green silk behind her ears after washing her feet by the river.

The delicate and small earlobe has a waterfall of green silk hanging from the side.

It's better than the world.

When Chen Huaifeng was thinking like this, he saw a girl raising her head by the river, teasing the green silk, and then noticed Chen Huaifeng's gaze, smiled a little shyly, and then stepped on the blue stone steps with her shoes and left lightly.

It's better than the world!

Chen Huaifeng thought so and took a big sip of wolfberry tea.

Then I decided to go to the girl and ask for her name.

After the thirty-two-year-old man hadn't left the Sword Sect for a long time, he was dazzled when he saw the scenery outside for the first time this spring.

Just as he took a step, he saw a person behind him pushing a small wheelchair walking slowly.

This wheelchair is different from what Chen Huaifeng used to see.

There was a big black box in front of it, steaming, and an iron plate on the side, on which a few pieces of white and tender tofu were being fried.

When Chen Huaifeng saw those pieces of tofu, he remembered the girl's snow-white earlobes.

Pushing the small wheelchair is a young man about the same age as Zhang Xiaoyu, who looks very leisurely, and there is a young man sleeping in the wheelchair, holding a black umbrella.

When Chen Huaifeng saw the iconic black umbrella, he knew who the young man was.

Nandao, who was rejected by the master's thousands of instructions.

I just don't know what he's sleeping.

So Chen Huaifeng looked at the young man who was pushing a wheelchair.

The young man also noticed Chen Huaifeng, smiled, and greeted him very enthusiastically: "Do you eat tofu?" ”

Chen Huaifeng looked at the buzzing tofu cubes on the iron plate, swallowed his saliva, and said, "Let's have a piece, how much does it cost?" ”

The young man said, "Two pennies a piece." ”

Chen Huaifeng counted out two pennies from his arms and put them on the black box.

The young man put away the money, and began to sprinkle pepper and chili powder and other seasonings on the tofu, then sprinkled green green onions, took a small bamboo slice and held it, and handed it to Chen Huaifeng.

Chen Huaifeng took it and took a bite, only to remember that this was Zhang Xiaoyu and the iron plate tofu he mentioned, and his heart was really delicious, no wonder the junior brother was drooling every day.

The young man watched Chen Huaifeng eating with a smile on the side, Chen Huaifeng looked at Nandao in a wheelchair while eating, and asked, "What's wrong with him?" ”

The young man glanced back, wanted to sigh, but stopped again, and said, "Maybe I have to sleep for a while, I pushed him out to bask in the sun, so as not to get moldy, and then by the way, sell some tofu to earn a little money and drink." ”

Chen Huaifeng didn't ask any further, but just listened to the young man say about drinking, shook his head, and said: "It's not good to drink alcohol, it's better to drink tea, it's best to add some wolfberry angelica to it." ”

The young man smiled and said, "It will be later." ”

Chen Huaifeng was busy eating tofu, licking the oil and water on the bamboo board, breathing a sigh of relief, and said, "Yes, if you eat this piece of tofu, you will be raised for half a year." ”

The young man laughed, and then pushed the small wheelchair and continued to walk slowly towards the front.

Chen Huaifeng lowered his head and drank wolfberry tea and rinsed his mouth, only then did he remember what he was going to do before.

Looking across the river, the girl was long gone.

"Where are the five flavors that make the mouth refreshing, and it is clearly the five flavors that make people blind."

Chen Huaifeng sighed and walked up the bridge with regret.

Although I haven't been to Nanyi City for a long time, Chen Huaifeng has been walking for a while, and he doesn't feel like there has been any change.

Playing cards, chatting and chatting, busy with life, but also busy with happiness.

How can it be as serious as Zhang Xiaoyu said.

It must be that kid who wants to be lazy and deliberately exaggerates the facts.

Chen Huaifeng thought, and then saw a person standing under a locust tree not far away.

Or rather, demons.

Dead demons.

Is there really something going on?

Chen Huaifeng thought about it, and walked over, and the demon was standing under the locust tree at the mouth of the alley, and people came and went, and no one noticed him.

It seemed that it was because no one had been paying attention, so when Chen Huaifeng walked over, he didn't dodge, and even looked curiously at the man holding a cup of wolfberry tea.

So when Chen Huaifeng walked up to him and said hello.

"Hello, little youkai."

The demon also glanced back behind him, and when he was sure that Chen Huaifeng was talking to him, he said in surprise: "Can you see me?" ”

Chen Huaifeng held the cup and looked at this demon with a thin body and a big head with a smile: "If you are talking to me, then what I should see is you." ”

Under normal circumstances, if a person meets another person in Nanyi City who can see through his disguise and talk to you with a smile all the time, then he will definitely be very flustered, because this person must be a proud protégé from the Human Sword Sect.

But the mushroom-like necromancer didn't, he tilted his head, laughed, and said in a calm voice that was very contrary to his facial expression, "Interesting." ”

Chen Huaifeng also felt interesting, and changed from holding the cup with both hands to grabbing the cup with one hand, and stuffing the other hand into his arms.

"It seems that something strange is indeed happening in Nanyi City."

Chen Huaifeng was surrounded by sword wind and took a step forward.

The spring light on the long street is gone suddenly, and the world falls into a dark night.

It's like Chen Huaifeng's name.

The years are like old nostalgia, disappearing into the wind of youth.

"It turned out that it wasn't a little monster." Chen Huaifeng sighed as he felt empty in his arms, "It's a big ghost." ”

So he crushed the teacup in his hand, and the tea fell, stretching into the shape of a sword.

Chen Huaifeng held the wolfberry tea sword, turned into an invisible wind, and suddenly appeared in front of the dead demon, stabbed out with a sword, and then fell silent.

Because the wolfberry tea sword is also gone.

Chen Huaifeng clenched his fist and smashed it on the monster - like hitting a big mushroom.

The dead monster soul restrained his smile and looked at Chen Huaifeng calmly, holding a red medium in his hand and a cup of tea.

"That can't be, and this can't either."