Murong Haohua's attitude was a little unexpected by Ye Feng, feeling that he seemed to be very interested in the prince of Wenlan who was walking with him.

So he carefully recounted his acquaintance with Wenlan Gongzi before and after.

Murong Haohua listened, frowned and thought for a long time, and muttered to himself: "How can there be such a strange surname?

After a moment, he shook his head violently and said, "Troops, this person is by no means simple!"

Ye Feng was stunned for a moment and asked, "Where did Mr. Murong start with this?"

Murong Haohua said in a deep voice: "Let's start with the guy he brought who suddenly had an emergency. ”

Ye Feng remembered that it was the thin man he felt familiar with his eyes, but he had never seen it before, and he had been lying down and couldn't move.

What's wrong with him?

Murong Haohua said slowly: "Actually, I have been following you for several days, and I wanted to show up to meet you, but I found that there was something strange in your group. ”

"Every day you chatted with the prince of Naven Lan until late at night before returning to visit Anxie, naturally you didn't notice that every time you arrived at an inn and stayed there, you arranged the room of the seriously ill fellow, which was always heavily guarded. ”

"Heavily guarded?" Ye Feng felt that his words were a bit exaggerated, a sick person needed someone to take care of him from time to time, so how could he talk about being heavily guarded?

Murong Haohua looked at him with some disbelief, and then said: "That patient's room is never allowed to be approached by others, and even things like fetching water and delivering food are done by their own people, and the innkeeper and his men are not allowed to enter, isn't it strange?"

"Also, according to Murong Juncai's observation, among the people who have been guarding the patient's side, all of them are strong in martial arts, and the two led by them are even more first-class masters in martial arts, but they are very face-to-face, no one knows, an ordinary mountain goods merchant, does he need to raise so many martial arts masters to escort him?"

Ye Feng was silent, the group of subordinates of Prince Wenlan knew martial arts, he had already seen it, and from his gestures, he felt that Gongzi Wenlan himself was also a person with martial arts.

However, he thinks that it is not surprising that businessmen who are running around all the year round have a few bodyguards who know martial arts, and even learn some fists and kicks to keep them safe.

But now that Murong Haohua said this, he also felt a little strange, how could an ordinary businessman have such a first-class master under his command?

However, the love and admiration for Prince Wenlan along the way still made him a little unable to believe that the other party had ulterior motives, and he asked with some hesitation: "The one outside the door, Brother Murong Juncai, could it be a mistake?"

Murong Haohua's face turned pale, and he seemed to be very confident in his nephew: "Among the next generation of the Murong family, Wu'er Wencai and this handsome talent are the most outstanding, regardless of martial arts and wit, they are the best among their peers. It's a pity that he ...... literary talent"

mentioned his son Murong Wencai, who died tragically in Tingtao Villa, Murong Haohua's face was a little gloomy, but soon he continued: "Now Juncai has been carefully taught by me for many years, if something happens to me one day, then Juncai will be the head of the new generation of my Murong family, so I think his vision will not be wrong." ”

"With the martial arts cultivation of a handsome talent, peeping out of the window, but being noticed by the people in the room, and almost intercepted, it is difficult to get out, the other party's martial arts, put on the rivers and lakes, is definitely among the top masters. ”

"Such a character is actually willing to be driven by this Wenlan Gongzi, I think this Wenlan Gongzi will never be just an ordinary mountain goods merchant, lest he will be against Ye

What is Childe's intention, so this is why Juncai wants to bring Ye Gongzi to meet and remind you. ”

Ye Feng nodded in gratitude.

Murong Haohua's analysis is very reasonable, he has seen the martial arts of this Murong Juncai outside the door just now, with his light martial arts, if you want to say that it is just a sneak peek, it is difficult for ordinary masters to find out.

Speaking of which, that Wenlan Gongzi's subordinates are indeed some powerful characters, but thinking about it carefully, Wenlan Gongzi has no malice towards him, and is even inseparable, without the slightest vigilance, and it doesn't seem like he has any intentions for himself.

Or is it that in fact, Prince Wenlan himself is a hidden martial arts master, so he is completely defenseless?

Murong Haohua looked at Ye Feng's face in shock, and naturally guessed what he was thinking, so he comforted him and said: "But Ye Gongzi doesn't have to worry too much, I think that Wenlan Gongzi sent all the masters to protect that seriously ill person, maybe that person is very important to him, but it may not necessarily have any intentions against Ye Gongzi." Perhaps, you are just friends at first sight. ”

Is that really the case?

Ye Feng has always been devoted to his friends and has no doubts, not to mention that this Wenlan prince is not only generous, but also his profound knowledge and his bearing have deeply impressed Ye Feng, and he has the feeling of seeing each other late.

In his mind, he has already regarded Wenlan Gongzi as a friend, and can even be a confidant.

Now he suddenly found that there were so many doubts in Wenlan Gongzi, and he couldn't help but feel a chill.

Maybe he was a little careless, and he didn't notice these doubts that Murong Haohua said before, and he didn't notice it at all.

He thanked Murong Haohua deeply: "Thank you Mr. Murong for reminding me, Mr. was seriously injured in order to save Zaixia before, and now he is working hard and worrying, how can Zaixia be happy?"

Murong Haohua had been talking for so long, and it seemed that he had consumed a lot of energy, his face was a little pale, and he looked even weaker.

However, he was still very proud of his neck and said: "I'm not helping you, it's just for the Shaolin peerless Yijin Jing that you are carrying." I am not a benevolent man, full of benevolence and morality, I like to do good deeds to help others for no reason, satisfy my vanity, and make myself feel like a bodhisattva who saves the world. ”

With that, he snorted through his nose, showing disdain for those hypocrites.

His brow furrowed, and a look of pain flashed across his face, as if it was the pain of the wound.

Knowing that he was seriously injured, he sighed, and Murong Haohua said in a heavy whisper: "Now that this is the case, I think there is no hope for you to forcibly interrogate the Yi Jin Sutra, but I hope that if anything happens, you can incinerate the Yi Jin Sutra in front of my grave, so that I can also see the true face of the divine skill below, and fulfill this lifelong wish." ”

Ye Feng was a little speechless.

Murong Haohua countersigned first to save his life, and now he is still worried about his safety when he is seriously injured, but he is unwilling to admit that it is out of kindness.

You must know that if he is really for the Shaolin Yijin Sutra that Ye Feng remembered in his mind, even if he can't make a move himself, with the power of the Murong family, it is not easy to design and capture him as a fledgling Ye Feng?

But he didn't.

In Ye Feng's eyes, this Murong Haohua, who claims that he is not a good person everywhere, is actually much more cute and respectable than the so-called gentlemen he has seen who are full of benevolence and morality.

He felt his nose have

A little sour, his eyes were a little moist, and he said to Murong Haohua in a dumb voice: "I will definitely do it in the future." ”

Murong Haohua nodded, he believed in Ye Feng.

There is such a person in this world, they never promise easily, but once they do, then they will do it no matter what.

Ye Feng is definitely such a person, and he is even more so for his friends.

Murong Haohua felt that although there was a big age difference between him and Ye Feng, they were already friends.

After talking for too long, Murong Haohua waved his hand at Ye Feng a little weakly and said, "You better go back first, lest you leave for too long and be discovered by them and become suspicious." For this Wenlan son, you just need to be careful, you don't have to care about his true identity, and there will be many troubles on the side. ”

Ye Feng looked at the once ambitious and invincible person in front of him, but now he would be so tired even if he said a few more words, he felt sad in his heart, and said to him in a trembling voice: "Mr. Murong, you must take good care of your body, you have a friend below, and his medical skills are very good, so he must be able to heal Mr. Murong's injury." ”

Murong Haohua smiled: "Is it the daughter of Doctor Cheng?" I heard that you have experienced a lot of things together before, and you are in love, is it about to happen?"

Murong Haohua's joking words made Ye Feng's heart flutter, and he suddenly remembered the last night in the valley before, but what he dreamed of was Tang Rou.

In his heart, he wanted to be knocked over the five-flavor bottle, and for a while, the five flavors were mixed, and he couldn't say what it felt.

Murong Haohua saw that his face was sad, thinking that he was still worried about himself, so he comforted him and said, "Don't worry, I will take good care of myself, it will be fine." Although, I still really hope to see the coveted Yijin Sutra as soon as possible. ”

As he spoke, he pretended to laugh lightly.

But his laughter tugged at the wound on his chest, and at the beginning he twisted his face in pain, gasping for air.

Ye Feng saw the beads of sweat on his forehead due to pain, suddenly stood up and strode out.

He didn't want to look any further, he didn't dare to look any further, he was afraid that he would not be able to control the tears in his eyes.

Pushing open the door, Murong Juncai still stood in front of the door with a calm face.

Seeing Ye Feng come out, he smiled faintly at Ye Feng: "Finished talking?"

Ye Feng nodded, bowed to Murong Juncai, and said, "Thank you!"

Then he turned and walked into the night.

This "thank you" was brainless, and I don't know whether it was to thank Murong Juncai for his hard work in investigating Prince Wenlan and his party before, or to thank him for bringing Ye Feng to meet his benefactor Murong Haohua.

Murong Juncai didn't have any surprise on his face, he just looked at Ye Feng's departing back with a smile and didn't speak.

Autumn nights are as cool as water.

As soon as the night breeze full of coolness blew, Ye Feng's head suddenly became much more complicated.

I don't know why, he thought back to the previous conversation with Murong Haohua, and always felt that something was wrong.

Murong Haohua dragged his seriously injured body here to run errands, how could he follow them for several days?

Wenlan Gongzi's subordinates are all masters, so he must not be an ordinary mountain goods merchant, what is he doing in that small town in the deep mountains?

Also, the patient who suddenly had an emergency had such a strange face, but his eyes were so familiar, he must have seen it before, who was he?

Many questions lingered in his mind, and the cool breeze blew beside him, but Ye Feng felt that his heart was also cold.