Chapter 243: People's hearts are unpredictable, and the South China Sea is chaotic

People say: Gentle Township is a hero's mound, for thousands of years, there have been many heroes in the rivers and lakes, and heroes in troubled times. The word love is always difficult to understand, the most difficult to understand, and the most sad for others.

"Mr. Weide, in fact, Mrs. Zun did not die when she fell off the cliff, the deceased is gone, why not cherish the people in front of you. When I came in just now, I heard Na Ding Bu say that Na Ding Busi has appeared here, and Na Ding Busi has chased him out, what, is Mr. Wade still ready to stay here?"

The living, the dead, revenge, or the search?

The next moment, Bai Zizai already had a plan in his heart, but before he made a decision, he was still unwilling to open his mouth to Na Ya and shouted, "Who are you?"

"Why is it that Mr. Weide has forgotten so quickly? Could it be that the great heroes, heroes, chivalrous, and grandmasters who have been the first in swordsmanship, fists and feet, internal strength, and hidden weapons have really such a bad memory?"

"It's you kid......" "Humph!"

Obviously, after being born in the artistic conception, Jiang Feng's voice and demeanor, although it gives people a feeling that is very different from the past, but in essence, there are still not too many essential changes.

Bai Zi thought about it at this time, and then understood that the person who spoke in the private room must be the river breeze.

Although Bai Zizai used to be arrogant, he didn't take the heroes of the world in his eyes. But as a generation of grandmasters of the Snow Mountain Sect, in his eyes, he still has judgment and basic insight.

Since Jiang Feng is here, if he really intends to defend it, Bai Zizai feels that it is difficult to get benefits from him. And from this point of view, it is difficult to guarantee that there is no unclear relationship between Jiang Feng and Shi Zhongyu, and the disappearance of Ah Xiu back then was really confusing.

But on the rivers and lakes, only the real strong can always decide everything right and wrong.

"Let's go!"

The Snow Mountain faction came this time, naturally it was not three or two kittens, in addition to the head of the lineage, the heads of the four major tribes of Chen, Qi, Liao, and Liang also came together. Although the four of them didn't want to come here, the four of them also knew that if they didn't come, they were afraid that Bai Zizai would kill the killer and clear the way for Bai Wanjian.

As the people of the Snow Mountain Sect slowly retreated, Shi Qing and his wife also came downstairs with Shi Zhongjian.

"Brother Qing......"

Obviously, Min Rou has a thousand words in her heart, but Shi Qing is extremely calm at this time: "Senior sister, there is no need to say it, people in the rivers and lakes pay attention to a letter!"

At this time, Min Rou looked at Shi Zhongjian, then at Shi Qing, and finally said: "Senior brother, don't worry, when I take Yu'er to figure everything out, I will come back to accompany you together." If you wait for a day, we will accompany you for a day, if you wait for a year, we will accompany you for a year, if you wait for a lifetime, we will wait for you here for a lifetime!"

Downstairs are hugging each other, as if they want to be together for the rest of their lives.

But in the private room upstairs, Jiang Feng at this time was drinking the unique rice wine here one after another.

The rice wine is mellow and fragrant, with a long taste and a unique charm of the south. When you come here, if you don't drink a glass of rice wine, I'm afraid you'll walk in vain.

It's a pity that those who come here now either feel hopeless to survive, or because the head of a faction is about to disappear. Even if everyone sits at the table and puts the wine glass on the table, their mind is no longer here, even if the wine tastes pure and the wine is sweet, it is just the same taste as chewing wax, which is difficult to swallow.

At this time, directly opposite Jiang Feng, he was holding a folding fan, standing motionless in place, looking at Jiang Feng's Bei Haishi with a smile. As the chief steward and de facto helmsman of the Changle Gang, he was able to do this with his skillful rejuvenation of Bei Hai Shibei, which would really surprise all the people in the world who saw this scene.

"Doctor Pei, although this South China Sea border is not as rich as the Central Plains, it has some trade with the South Seas. There are many dishes, and the rice wine also has a unique flavor, why don't you give Dr. Pei a good taste?"

Jiang Feng was still drinking indifferently, but although Bei Haishi was standing at this time, it was as if he was standing on a hot stove. It's not moving, it's not moving, it's been a long time, but I can only say: "How can my generation of laymen understand the joy of life like Jiang Shaoxia?"

"Vulgar?"

Jiang Feng put down his wine glass, and suddenly smiled and said to Bei Haishi: "Layman, it's right, it's not right! I don't ask Mr. Pei what he wants and what he has done, let me ask, how much does Dr. Pei know about this Jianghu?"

"That's the problem?"

In an instant, Bei Haishi thought of a lot, from the size of the Changle Gang to the old man, the old man of Fuzhou City, if there was no him, I am afraid there would be no name for Bei Haishi's wonderful rejuvenation.

Thinking of Jiang Feng's purpose again, Bei Haishi at this time suddenly thought of a lot.

"Bei has been in the Changle Gang for a long time, and he doesn't know much about many of the characters in the rivers and lakes. Here, I would like to congratulate Jiang Shaoxia on getting what he wanted, it seems that Xia Kedao is just a passing scene for Jiang Shaoxia. ”

Speaking of this, Na Bei Haishi put away the original idea of continuing to send people to monitor this place, bowed slightly to Jiang Feng, and said: "Since Jiang Shaoxia has Yaxing here, Bei and other laypeople naturally don't dare to bother. When Jiang Shaoxia returns from Xia Ke Island, if there is a place where he can get the Changle Gang, Bei dares not to do his best!"

Jiang Feng didn't speak, but quietly poured another glass of wine. And Bei Haishi looked at Jiang Feng at this time, but he was short, so he hurriedly walked out of the private room.

"The clouds and rain in all directions meet in the South China Sea, a small fishing village in the South China Sea, which not only gathers the people of the rivers and lakes under the world, but also attracts countless flies to fly around here. If a person is always harassed by some flies when he drinks, then he can't drink any kind of Yaxing!"

After speaking, a sigh came out first, and then only Jiang Feng said again: "If you lose Yaxing, so, don't drink it!"

As he spoke, two water arrows suddenly shot out like sharp arrows from the paper window of the private room.

But when I heard it outside the window, there were suddenly two muffled snorts in a row, and Jiang Feng walked out of the window unhurriedly, and gently pushed open the window to take a look.

But at this time, there was already a blue-clothed corpse lying directly below the downstairs, and the water arrow thrown out by Jiang Feng in his chest penetrated through it. The other man in white was holding a wounded right arm, a little under his feet, and was running away into the distance.

"The light skill is good, but this kung fu is quite good, but I don't know who sent it. It seems that just a chivalrous island is not enough to reassure them!"

After that, Jiang Feng's figure had suddenly disappeared without a trace. (To be continued.) )