Within two days, Feng Bu resigned to Mi Zhi and left the Yijian Gate of Shuangfeng Mountain. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

After six or seven days, on a light and windy afternoon, the wind came in vain in front of the Jingzhao rudder of Jingdaomen.

"The head of the family is here, and he has never greeted him from afar, and he is disrespectful and disrespectful!" Li Yuanying, the helmsman, heard the news and hurriedly greeted him, his face full of enthusiasm.

"Hehe, they are all martial arts practitioners, so there is no need to be so polite!" Feng was in a good mood, greeted with a smile, and walked into the inner hall with Li Yuanying.

The two sat down separately, and the child offered tea, and the wind was in his hands, gently blowing away the heat.

"The head of the family has made a long trip this time, but he has gained a lot?" Since the accident in Xiaojian Villa, Feng Buyuan has almost not smiled, Li Yuanying saw that he was in a good mood at this time, and couldn't help but guess curiously.

"Huh?" Feng was stunned for a moment, then pointed at Li Yuanying and smiled: "Old Li, old Li, I really can't hide anything from you!"

Li Yuanying, the helmsman of Jingzhao Branch, ranks third among the helmsmen of Jingdaomen, and the people of the rivers and lakes call him "the knife is in the middle of the pass", not only has hard work in his hands, but also has a flexible mind, and he is indeed a good hand in this door. When he followed the wind, he was a tiger general, and after the wind succeeded him as the head, he didn't say anything and tried his best to assist. Although he has been old recently, he is still quite relied on in vain, and he has been entrusted with the important task of Jingzhao helmsman.

“... How is Miss Qin doing?" After talking and laughing for a while, Feng asked casually.

"Miss Qin's health is fine, and her mood is a little brighter, and today Miss Ling went out to take a walk with her. Li Yuanying conveyed to him the news that everything was getting better.

"Well, I didn't expect that such a stubborn girl as Feng Ling is quite good at taking care of people!" Feng Buvain nodded slightly, quite unexpectedly.

"Isn't it, since Miss Qin came, Miss Ling seems to be a different person, and she is considerate of everything!haha..."Li Yuanying echoed and smiled.

"That's right! Lao Li, order someone to prepare a fast horse and tie it to the three-way locust tree at the door before evening! I'm a little tired, let's go to the back and rest for a while!" Feng didn't wait for Li Yuanying to agree, got up and walked towards the temporary room in the rudder.

Two hours later, the sky was getting dark, and it was almost time to hold the lamp, Li Yuanying came to the outside of the room where the wind was resting, knocked on the door a few times, no one responded, he hesitated slightly, pushed the door and walked in, the house was empty, and asked the doorman outside the house, but he did not see the wind and left. Li Yuanying walked quickly to the door of the rudder, and the fast horse tied under the three-way locust tree was gone. Li Yuanying lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then returned to the rudder with a smile.

At this moment, the horse has already galloped on the way to Xiaojian Villa, today is the last day of the covenant of the second half moon promised by the wind in vain, and it is bound to meet Qin Yiyang and pass the news of the joint force of the four swords to him. He did not appear in the Howling Sword Villa until midnight, as he had done before, but turned his horse's head before he got closer, his feet were off the stirrup, and his toes stepped lightly on the saddle, and his body flew high like a kite, drifting towards the village. At the same time, the horse neighed, its hooves spread, and it drifted away. It turned out that when the wind was in vain, he stretched out his right hand and two fingers to volley to the horse's buttocks, and everywhere inside, the hair on the horse's buttocks produced a puff of green smoke, and the horse was already in pain, but fortunately, the old horse knew the way, so he galloped towards the direction of the Jingzhao rudder.

"Ding-" The wind is repeated in vain, either with tiles or with masonry, colliding with a melodious and penetrating sound, which is enough to pass through the surface of every building, and even the ground. But to his surprise, until there was silence, Qin Yiyang did not show up.

"Ding-ding-" The wind made a series of urging sounds, but the result was no different. Feng Buvain was a little puzzled, could it be that this Qin Yiyang had already untied his heart knot and gone elsewhere? With his own understanding, it would not be like this! Or did he hate me to the bone and never see each other again? It is impossible! Feng Buvain guessed, and suddenly his heart sank, and he secretly said: Could it be that he committed suicide because of his strong temperament? But after thinking about it carefully, if Qin Yiyang was so strong, why did he live until now! In desperation, Feng Buvain found a flat place to sit down, closed his eyes and waited.

Somehow, the wind stayed here in vain, and every breath of air he breathed carried uneasy feelings, which made his heart inexplicably melancholy. Moreover, it seems that a pair of eyes are hiding not far away, and they have locked themselves in antique. Relying on the top of his martial arts, he didn't take it to heart, but in his body, he had already made some more defensive preparations. Sure enough, when the earth was completely plunged into darkness, a ghostly figure broke away from the darkness and swooped towards the meditative wind.

From the changes in the airflow around his body, Feng Buwei had already felt the slightest wisp of oppression. He smiled slightly, his eyes still slightly closed, as if he was listening to an ancient music, and his fingers drew the rhythm for the movement. His body flickered between the man's palm and the valley of his legs, looking for a gap that was imperceptible, and he escaped from the unthinkable. After that person's surprise attack, Feng Buvain did not fight back, not because the two of them were so fast that they were fleeting, but because this person could already be regarded as half of the opponent who was difficult to find in the rivers and lakes. Even so, a trace of panic flashed in Feng Buyi's heart.

The man stood still, and did not continue to attack, but threw something into the wind with a light throw. He caught it casually, only to feel that the thing in his hand was soft and slippery, but it was a small piece of clothing, and then he found that there was a small hole in the sleeve of his shirt, and it was here that the cloth was removed. The wind was not in vain, and it raised the person's status in his heart a lot, and became the second of the three.

"Brother Qin, I can't afford such a welcome gift, junior brother!" Although the man's face was hidden in the shadows, Feng Bu still unambiguously identified his identity.

"Hahahaha..." When the man heard this, he suddenly burst into a burst of wild laughter, but his voice was still soft and soft, not at all like Qin Yiyang's voice.

"I haven't seen you for three days, when you look at each other!, Brother Qin has been working hard for a long time!" Feng Buyuan heard the laughter, hesitated slightly, and still chose to trust his instincts.

"Master Fengmen, did you recognize the wrong person?" the man took two steps forward, his whole body exposed to the moonlight.

"Huh?" the wind couldn't help but gasp when they saw each other at first glance.