Retreat is by no means unfamiliar to the vast majority of people in the rivers and lakes, but if you want to say how many people have really passed the retreat, it is really rare.

Even Huang Rong, a famous disciple who has been taught martial arts experience by Huang Yaoshi since he was a child, and who has been in charge of the rivers and lakes, only stays in his imagination when it comes to retreat.

The first rays of sunlight from the dust swept out onto the earth, bringing light and warmth with a wind that swept away the fallen leaves and dust.

The door of the wing room slowly opened, and after a faint figure appeared first, Jiang Feng's figure slowly appeared from the door.

His face was pale and bloody, his hair was unkempt, and his clothes were full of wrinkles.

"Brother Jiang, why did you do this?"

Faced with Huang Rong's very stupid and naïve question, Jiang Feng forcibly resisted the urge to give her a brain collapse, and said angrily: "Then what state do you think it should be when you come out of retreat?"

"Aren't all those who come out of retreat all of them have made great progress in their skills and are radiant, as if they were descended from heaven to earth?"

Looking at Huang Rong, who was already in a daze and completely fell into imagination, Jiang Feng's head could only be filled with black lines one after another.

"Okay, I'll tell you solemnly now, no matter who you are, if you don't eat or drink for several days, no matter how high your internal strength is, you won't be able to do the real Bigu. After getting out of the customs, if the state is good, then it's a ghost!"

"I see, it seems that the words of the booktellers who are invincible and forgiving and forgiving are completely deceitful. ”

Looking at Huang Rong, who was sulking with a relative, and didn't know who he was talking to, Jiang Feng first made a "grunt" in his stomach, and then said: "Okay, I haven't eaten for three days and four nights, you see......"

At this time, Huang Rong reacted, jumped to her feet, left a sentence of "I'll cook", and ran towards the room with a roar.

The waiting time is always very long, especially the waiting time for food. Since Jiang Feng simply washed and cleaned up, it was only a quarter of an hour's effort, but for Jiang Feng, it was as long as waiting for several hours.

Huang Rong came slowly with a food box in her hand. Before the food box was opened, Jiang Feng had already smelled the aroma of the food and exclaimed, "Yes, it smells good, it smells good!"

Huang Rong smiled and walked over to open the box, only to see that there was a large bowl of smoked chicken legs, an eight-treasure fat duck, and a bunch of snow-white silver silk rolls.

At this time, the hungry Jiang Feng could no longer take care of his usual Sven, a pair of chopsticks fell left and right, right and left, and saw the food in the food box sent to the mouth, chewing on one side, and praising on the other, but the lips, between the teeth, on the tongue, and on the throat, were all food, and how could I hear what was being said clearly. After eating, the chicken thighs and eight-treasure ducks have no skin and meat left.

When Jiang Feng's belly felt a little full, he stopped and said to Huang Rong on the side: "Rong'er, the matter of Xia Ke Island has come to an end for the time being, and the next step is to go to Fuzhou to find out the whereabouts of the Huangfu family." ”

At this time, Huang Rong asked Jiang Feng suspiciously: "Brother Jiang, the Huangfu family is just a legend. Besides, even if you find them, with Jiang Feng's current kung fu, do you still need to use them?"

At this time, Jiang Feng said to Huang Rong: "This world is far bigger than you imagined, if you don't look ahead, you will never know how long and wide the road ahead is!"

......

The weather in the south is always much wetter than in the north. At this time, the sky was dark and heavy with dark clouds, and the rain was pouring down, mixed with bursts of lightning and thunder, and the momentum was terrifying. The raindrops of soybeans hit the ground, splashing all over the mud.

"This hell weather, it's really unlucky!"

The merchant travelers who went all the way south and north were running away at this time, and they kept cursing with their mouths. After all, such weather is not a good weather for the vast majority of people.

But just like this world, there is no evil without good, and there is no Buddha without demons. If someone doesn't like something, it means that someone likes it.

There is a wine sign on the side of the road not too far from Fuzhou City, and the owner Lao Cai is busy by the wine stove at this time. This is a small shop run by a small family, and it has a meager income in exchange for hard work.

However, when the raincoat was boiling and the clothes were drenched, the temptation of a pot of old wine made the guests pour into the wine trick in a steady stream.

The wine trick, which was not too big, seemed to be more and more crowded in the bustling crowd at this time.

When Jiang Feng and Huang Rong arrived, there was not even an empty chair in the wine sign at this time, but he was not in a hurry at all, because he knew that there were not many things in this world that could not be bought with money after all. If there is, there is only one reason, you are not paying enough.

Soon, the two found a small table in the corner of the wine pick, asked for a pot of wine, a few ready-made side dishes, and drank slowly.

"Imperial ......"

Hurried shouts, and a series of horses' hooves, the heavy rain dispersed, making the people in the rain move quickly one by one. Jiang Feng and Huang Rong had just drunk a glass of wine when three figures rushed in together.

At the head was a young man in brocade, about seventeen or eighteen years old, with a sword hanging from his waist and a longbow on his back.

The two people who followed behind the young man were dressed in a green cloth short. It doesn't look much older than the young man, but in his face and eyes, there is a lot more ability and maturity.

Even if he was so busy today that he wanted to split himself in half to use it, the owner of the shop, Lao Cai, still put down everything in his hand, hurried over, and said with a smile to the young man in brocade: "Ah, it's the young dart head who is here, you see that he is busy today, and he didn't help you lead the horse, it's really ......."

An executioner named Chen Qi behind the brocade-clothed young man interjected at this time and said, "Okay, Lao Cai, Shao Dart has always been approachable, and he also knows your difficulties. However, you can see that the places here are full now, so you should quickly find us a place for the young dart head to have a good rest. ”

"Yes, yes, yes......"

I have to say that the Fuwei Dart Bureau is in Fuzhou City, which is a well-deserved giant. Without waiting for Lao Cai to speak, a table of guests who looked like men of the rivers and lakes stood up and said: "It turned out that Lin Shao's dart head from the Fuwei Dart Bureau has arrived, and he is in the Iron Dragon Gate Shan Peng, if the young dart head is willing to appreciate his face, please come here for a glass of wine?"

At this moment, the door of the wine sign was pushed open again, and an old and a young, a man and a woman, who seemed to be a combination of countrymen, rushed in urgently. (To be continued.) )