Early in the morning, after having breakfast at the inn, Feng Qingyang left the room, led the horse to the garment shop, and passed by the bounty hall on the way.

Although it was early in the morning, the bounty hall was already full of people at this moment, and the river was endless.

"Brother Li, I heard that you took on the orange-level four-star mission this time, which really makes me sigh. ”

"Brother Chen, you've won the award, I just found the most ordinary orange-level four-star task, it's too difficult, I can't be sure to take it." Compared to that Wang Qifei, the son is really far behind. ”

"Wang Qifei, I heard that he is one of the five sons of Yuezhou, since today, the nine sects have recruited disciples, and all the disciples of the Great Song Dynasty have poured into my Ningzhou, which is really unprecedented, and this Wang Qifei is also one of the most dazzling geniuses. ”

"This Wang Qifei is a crazy sword idiot, I heard that he took the yellow-level three-star task when he was in the middle of condensation, and now it seems that he has reached the late stage of condensation, and after coming to Shanhai City a few days ago, he took a yellow-level five-star mission, and I don't know if he can come back alive. ”

"It's hard. Although he is a genius, he can do leapfrog battles, but his two fists are no more than four hands, and there are at least more than a plurality of masters of the same level in five-star tasks, that is, other people who are also geniuses are very cautious in taking yellow-level five-star tasks, you know, this carelessness will be dead, blood spilled on the rivers and lakes, last year a young genius in my Ningzhou died on a yellow-level five-star mission. ”

"Well, it seems that this Wang Qifei is indeed more auspicious, but if he comes back alive this time, he thinks that the inevitable achievements are limitless, the kind of life and death line, the opportunity to compete with others, and the sky is hard to find, once he survives, his own martial arts will will be greatly improved, and he will practice a thousand miles a day. ”

......

On the side, Feng Qingyang listened to the conversation of these people, thoughtful.

He admires Wang Qifei's hard work and obsession with swordsmanship, which is very similar to him in his previous life. But what he didn't expect was that Wang Qifei would be so desperate, risking his life to justify the sword. Such people are undoubtedly terrible, because they are bent on nothing but the sword, and they will do whatever it takes to forget life and death!

From this point of view, Wang Qifei and Feng Qingyang are so similar, although they dare to fight for their lives, they are all step by step, starting from the most certain Samsung to accumulate experience, and then challenge themselves and burn the sword heart.

Invisibly, Feng Qingyang has included Wang Qifei in the first level of the Great Song Wuyi, of course, at present, Wang Qifei's strength is not enough, but the talent, hard work, and talent of the sword idiot have undoubtedly been recognized by Feng Qingyang, as for Feng Qingyang himself, he will use his actions to prove his existence.

When he was about to leave, the door of the bounty hall was lively, and Wang Qifei, who was considered to be fierce and auspicious just now, returned to Shanhai City alive, his blood-stained robes, and the fierce sword qi and murderous aura could be felt from a long distance, and the people in the rivers and lakes standing in front of him retreated to both sides one after another, making way for him, looking at this scene, a large number of people from the rivers and lakes on the street also surrounded him, very curious.

Among the onlookers, there are some young generations, looking at this scene, their expressions are complicated, Wang Qifei rose strongly before the assessment of the Nine Sects, if this continues, they will never want to catch up with him, Wang Qifei's determination to see death as if he were at home has caused a lot of waves in their hearts.

Wiping the blood on his face, Wang Qifei looked around, and suddenly found a trace of Feng Qingyang, his eyes suddenly lit up, and the corners of his mouth slightly curled up an arc: "Feng Qingyang, you are here, the ranking after entering the sect is big, I am waiting for you." ”

The voice was still so cold, and his face was indifferent, but this faint sentence caused many people to question.

"Who's that?"

"It sounds familiar. ”

"I know, I only came from Yuezhou a few days ago, and Feng Qingyang is the new son of their fifth son of Yuezhou. ”

"Oh, he should be very powerful like this, otherwise how could he attract Wang Qifei's attention. ”

“...”

didn't care about the discussion of the people around him, Feng Qingyang responded lightly: "Okay." ”

After Wang Qifei got a response, he didn't stay anymore and walked towards the bounty hall.

......

After a while, the wind cleared and came to the clothing shop that had ordered winter snow clothes last night.

Strode in, because it was still early, and the garment shop was not a place like the Bounty Palace, which lasted twelve hours a day, and when the wind came, they had only opened for a short time, and a few men inside and outside the store were busy tidying up the shop and preparing to open.

He stepped forward, put his hand on a fellow's shoulder, and asked, "Man, where are your shopkeepers?"

The man was busy with his hands, and he didn't look back, but he pointed to the inside of the store with a free hand: "The shopkeeper is in the inner room, you go and call him out." ”

After listening to the words of the guy outside the door, Feng Qingyang stepped into the store, walked to the counter and shouted: "Shopkeeper, I was a guest last night, my snow suit, is it ready?" ”

At this time, an impatient voice came from the inner room: "It's early in the morning, who is so loud and disturbs people's purity." ”

After a while, a middle-aged man walked out of the inner room, who was the shopkeeper, and when he saw that it was the wind that called the door, his unhappy face immediately changed to a smile: "Shaoxia turned out to be you, you wait, I'll go in and find you." ”

As he spoke, he called a fellow and hurried into the inner room with him.

But after the time of the tea, the shopkeeper has not come out yet. Feng Qingyang frowned slightly, thinking about what kind of reputation this shopkeeper is doing, it takes so long to find clothes, and he said unhappily: "The shopkeeper, it's been so long, why is it not good, the store can turn you upside down!"

When the shopkeeper heard the voice, his face was depressed, and he asked the guy who had just come back from the back door, "Did the girl come last night?" ”

"Shopkeeper, no, I've searched the streets. The guy was also worried, he looked around the store several times, but he didn't see Ying Qing'er.

When the shopkeeper heard this, his face became even more anxious: "Hey, didn't this girl say that she came here at this point, no one can find it." Hey, I'd better go out and explain to this son, otherwise he will get angry and tear down my shop, and I can't explain it clearly. ”

After saying that, he walked out of the inner room. Seeing the shopkeeper walk out empty-handed, Feng Qingyang was puzzled: "Shopkeeper, you've been looking for a long time, what about the clothes." ”

Looking at the unhappy face, the shopkeeper said with a forced smile: "How can there be a young man, what you say is so exaggerated, this dress..."

Just as I was thinking about how to explain, a neutral voice came out of the door of the store: "The clothes are here!"