Bai Feihuang looked at Han Feng's weak appearance, was startled, and hurriedly helped him back to the small courtyard on the mountain.

Helped Han Feng to the bed and sat up, and pushed his back with his hands to heal Han Feng's injured internal organs with superior internal force.

The two of them sat cross-legged on the bed, white steam mixed with some heterochromatic air currents steaming.

This level of internal injury is an extremely difficult internal bleeding even in modern society, but fortunately, the internal strength in this life is indeed miraculous, nourishing with subtle internal qi, it can make the internal organs slowly reset.

"Poof......

Spurting out a mouthful of turbid blood, Han Feng opened his eyes and turned his head to look at Bai Feihuang: "Thank you so much this time......

Listening to Han Feng's weak tone, Bai Feihuang frowned slightly and asked:

"How did you end up on the streets of the Hanging Sword Division so early in the morning with a serious injury, and what happened?"

"Hey, I narrowly escaped last night for the sake of justice. ”

Han Feng didn't know how to explain the whole incident to Bai Feihuang, so he talked about him left and right first, leaving time for himself to think about the problem.

Bai Feihuang seemed to see through Han Feng's thoughts, and didn't speak, just looked at Han Feng lightly.

This appearance made Han Feng's heart a little hairy, and he smiled at Bai Feihuang: "The Hanging Sword Division was mixed with the evil sect spies, I originally wanted to track and monitor last night, but I didn't expect that after being discovered, my skills were not as good as others, and I was almost beaten half to death......"

Where's the handicap...... It's clear that he's been beaten half to death......

"Can you tell which side it is, the cult, the demon gate, or the rebels?"

Bai Feihuang's eyes were tightly matched with Han Feng, as if he was afraid that Han Feng would deceive her.

"It's Gu Du. ”

Han Feng subconsciously avoided Bai Feihuang's eyes, and under the power of the "Son of Heaven Wangqi Technique", Bai Feihuang's heartbeat was clearly discernible.

"Gu Du, shouldn't you...... With your kung fu, even if you encounter a six-rank martial artist, you may not be able to retreat......"

Bai Feihuang said suspiciously.

Just then, the door was pushed open.

"Brother Han Feng, why didn't you come to see me today...... I've lost all ......."

Suddenly, Meng Yuqi, who entered the door, lost her voice.

looked at Han Feng and Bai Feihuang sitting on the bed in a daze...... In particular, Han Feng had a haggard and tired face...... There were still traces of blood on the sheets on the bed that Han Feng had just vomited......

"Mom!"

The pupils dilated, and Meng Yuqi's young mind obviously received a huge impact, and she turned around and rushed out.

"Yuqi...... Wait! Not what you think!"

Han Feng stretched out his hand to stop Meng Yuqi, but his injuries made it difficult for him to get out of bed.

Sitting on the bed, I suddenly found that I had a sense of déjà vu that a scumbag had been caught and raped......

"Eh, Yuqi, what are you running?"

Bai Zhantang, Gu Yunzhou, and Guo Qinhan, who were following behind, were a little strange when they watched Meng Yuqi run out, and when they entered the door, their eyes burst out......

"Oh, my eyes, what am I seeing......"

Lao Bai exaggeratedly took one hand to block his eyes, and at the same time went to pick up everyone's clothes and drove everyone out of the door.

"Stop, come back!"

Han Feng drank coldly and called everyone back...... If they are allowed to leave, they will not be able to wash the Yellow River.

Bai Feihuang sat beside Han Feng and didn't say a word, looking like a little daughter-in-law.

It's just that Han Feng, who has seen Bai Feihuang slash Zhang Xiaomad, doesn't really think that this aunt is really a gentle and quiet character.

If she provokes her, she may not be able to stop her......

Everyone was called back by Han Feng and sat on the chair in front of the bed, Han Feng explained in as concise a tone as possible:

"I was injured in an evil ambush yesterday and was discovered by Bai Zhijian, and she was healing my wounds. ”

Everyone was shocked for a moment just now, and after thinking about it carefully, of course they could understand that the situation would not be what they thought.

However, when Han Feng said the three words "Bai Zhijian", Bai Feihuang raised his eyes and glanced at Han Feng, not knowing what he was thinking.

Guo Qinhan was suddenly surprised: "The evil sect is ambushing, what the hell is going on? Have the demons of the outer path already dared to commit crimes at the headquarters of my Hanging Sword Division?"

Han Feng explained with a calm face: "No, it's that there are spies within the Hanging Sword Division. ”

"Spy !?" It was Gu Yunzhou who spoke this time, "Have you informed the middle and senior management of the department?" ”

Han Feng shook his head, the crazy old man he met before made Han Feng's state of mind still a little difficult to calm down, he didn't know what the situation was like in this matter, and said: "This matter is a bit complicated, I haven't sorted out the situation yet, you wait for me to figure out the situation before solving it." ”

Gu Yunzhou stood up and walked over and patted Han Feng on the shoulder: "No matter what, we will help you, let us know if you need anything." ”

Han Feng smiled and nodded.

......

Subsequently, everyone called Meng Yuqi back and had a meal with Han Feng and the others.

Of course, this one was a meal taken back from the cafeteria...... Han Feng's sick number finally had a chance to be lazy.

In the next few days, Han Feng rested and recuperated from his injuries, and under the healing effect of "Zixia Cheats", he was almost ninety percent better.

Finally, [Fengyun Dou] was the turn of the envoy-level competition, and the white jade square was crowded, and many heads of the north platform were sitting upright.

In this scene, Han Feng was scheduled for the last stage.

[Demon Suppression Sword Master] Nangong Lian stood on the high platform and sang: "The finale, make Guo Qin Han win." pressed the odai, and Han Feng, who held the sword, also ordered Su Ming. ”

Han Feng, who was dressed in a white robe and hung a sword, walked to the center of the white jade square amid cheers, bowed to the high platform in the north, and looked at his opponent.

The sound of "Han Zhijian" in his ears could not affect Han Feng's state of mind at all, and Han Feng, who was not very used to being wildly sought after by people, finally got used to such a clear form.

Looking carefully at the opponent in this game, he was dressed in a black robe, with two strands of long hair hanging down on his shoulders, a gentle smile, and his eyes looked a little squinted, which made Han Feng can't help but pay some attention.

Of course, the reason for the attention was that Han Feng had heard rumors that squinting eyes were monsters.

Mr. Squinting nodded at Han Feng with a smile, and his voice was quite soft: "Han Zhijian, please." ”

Han Feng nodded and said a request, drew his sword out of its sheath, and his figure moved closer to Su Ming.

Su Ming also watched Han Feng move closer, and with a move of his hand, two strong winds formed a tornado and Han Feng strangled him.

This envoy is actually good at martial arts.

However, Han Feng faced the strong wind and strangled him, he didn't dodge or dodge, and actually hit it directly.

"Dragon Yin Iron Cloth Shirt" and "Thirteen Taibao Heng Lian" formed an invisible aura shield to protect himself, and Han Feng suddenly approached Su Mingye with the Cold Moon Treasure Knife in his hand.

Calm as Su Ming couldn't help but change color suddenly at this time, and struck out a palm force to force Han Feng back.

saw Han Feng raise his palm, and "Iron Palm Flying Flower" directly dispersed Su Mingye's palm power.

The Cold Moon Treasure Knife stopped on Su Mingye's shoulder, and Han Feng stood indifferently.

A battle is a few breaths.

Han Feng looked in front of him and smiled Su Mingye: "Agreed." ”

The blade was pressing, as if announcing Han Feng's victory.

After being stunned for a while, Su Ming was not annoyed, shook his head and said to Han Feng:

"Han Zhijian is really the leader of the Hanging Sword Division. ”

Obviously, the winner is decided.

There was silence for a moment, and suddenly there was a huge cheer.

No one thought that this fight would end so quickly.

After this war, Han Feng's popularity is estimated to be even stronger......

On the high platform, Bo Fengxi said to Jun Huaixu: "Lord of the Monarch, the Hanging Sword Division, this Han Zhijian won with one move, it can really be described as a dragon and phoenix among people." ”

Jun Huaixu looked at Bo Fengxi indifferently: "Lord Bo Feng praised it falsely. ”