Chapter 52, Ma Qiufeng

Following.

The sky was a little dark and rainy.

Lu Feng got up early as always, opened the window in the attic, and breathed in the refreshing breath of the early morning.

Looking into the distance, a graceful figure slowly walked out of the attic and walked towards the open space in the center.

A hint of softness flashed in Lu Feng's eyes, Jiang Ruoyun actually got up early, and it seemed to be a few minutes earlier than him.

Today's Jiang Ruoyun curled her hair and wore a corseted costume, revealing a bit of sassy and heroic.

After coming to the clearing, he stretched his muscles and bones, then took out the long whip and practiced.

Perhaps because he was afraid of disturbing Lu Feng and Xiaorou's rest, Jiang Ruoyun didn't make much movement when he practiced the whip technique, and only practiced the most basic moves in the whip technique.

Lu Feng looked at Jiang Ruoyun's slender and beautiful figure a little distracted, although the latter was holding a long whip in his hand, it felt as soft as a ribbon.

Plain clothes are like snow, fluttering in the wind, and the mist around the body is light, like a light gauze cage.

Lu Feng watched Jiang Ruoyun dance one whip after another, and couldn't help but find that both the speed of her whip and the angle of her attack seemed to be much more precise than before, and the coherence between the whip flowers was also more compact.

Obviously, the strength has improved a lot.

Creak...

Lu Feng heard the sound of the window opening and knew that Xiao Rou next door was also awake.

Jiang Ruoyun in the distance paused, looked up at the attic, and then saw that the windows of Lu Feng and Xiaorou's rooms had been opened, and knew that the two of them were awake.

The momentum changed suddenly, and the long whip in his hand quickly flipped over, and one after another sharp long whips were thrown out, leaving countless shallow whip marks in the open space.

Lu Feng showed a few black lines on his face, looking at Jiang Ruoyun, who suddenly became violent and fierce, he smacked his tongue a little, where was there still the softness and grace just now.

Lu Feng smiled, walked out of the bedroom, and walked towards the third floor, practicing the formation path in the spirit gathering array, practicing the technique of inscription, and the effect was obviously much better.

Lu Feng looked inwardly at his own ring, the carved defective products inside had piled up, and there were not many remaining array materials, and he couldn't help but sigh the horror of the array master's ability to consume gold.

The Spirit Gathering Array opened, and Lu Feng began to recall the flow trajectory of the aura in Jiang Ruoyun's body, and the carving knife in his hand kept flipping, inscribed on a rough and peaceful piece of ordinary jade, wanting to surface the veins and trends of its flow.

Pity......

One failure, two failures, countless failures......

But Lu Feng didn't give up, and he didn't have to stop until he used up all the jade in the ring.

I was already shocked in my heart, the trajectory of the spiritual qi was so difficult to reproduce?

What kind of special exercises is Jiang Ruoyun practicing?

At this time, Jiang Ruoyun had already finished practicing, wiping the beads of sweat on his forehead.

After cleaning up, Jiang Ruoyun changed into a set of neat and elegant clothes, simple but not simple, and the whole person looked very elegant and pure.

Lu Feng saw Jiang Ruoyun walking out of the hall outside the hall, and couldn't help but be surprised by his dress.

Looking at the rainy sky, Jiang Ruoyun casually took out an oilcloth umbrella and opened it, seeing Lu Feng stunned in place, he couldn't help but smile.

"You don't have an umbrella?"

Lu Feng came back to his senses and nodded awkwardly, he had been living in the valley for a long time in the past few years, familiarizing himself with the formation books and studying the formations, and the rare times he went out was clear, so he did not have an umbrella in the house.

"Oh, here you go" Jiang Ruoyun smiled slightly and handed over the umbrella in his hand.

Lu Feng took it casually and looked at Jiang Ruoyun, thinking that she would take out another one and hold it up again.

only to find that the latter's innocent eyes were looking at him innocently.

Lu Feng smiled, stepped forward, and the two of them supported each other and walked towards Yan's Mansion.

The black-and-white oilcloth umbrella and the umbrella surface painted in ink are already a very beautiful scenery in such a rainy weather.

Standing under the umbrella is a woman who is countless times more beautiful than the scenery, and blends into nature as elegant and indifferent, which adds a different kind of elegance to this landscape.

......

Shuizhuxuan was not very far from Yan's Mansion, and it didn't take long for the two of them to come to the door of Yan's Mansion.

The rain in the sky gradually became lighter, but the umbrella in Lu Feng's hand was a little reluctant to put it down.

Outside the gate of Yanfu, a lot of people have gathered.

Lu Feng saw a lot of familiar faces in his eyes, Yue An in the prison mansion, Jiang Feng and Jiang Caiyun in the Jiang mansion, Tang Yuan and Qiao Xue'er and others were also ......

Almost all the powerful forces in Qinglong Town sent the children of the younger generation in the mansion to participate in this funeral.

"That person is Cheng Zhishu," Jiang Ruoyun pointed to a man standing in the distance, and said, "Before he was injured, he was recognized as the most outstanding person among the young people in Qinglong Town, and now he doesn't know what his strength is."

Lu Feng looked at it and saw a young man with a smile on his face standing in the midst of a group of young girls, like the stars holding the moon, from the slightly raised arc of his mouth, it could be seen that he enjoyed this kind of treatment.

It's just that on top of other people's funerals, you are not sad but happy, which is a bit excessive.

When Jiang Ruoyun introduced, Tang Yuan had already walked over and greeted Lu Feng.

"Why are you standing so far away from Sister Qiao today?" Jiang Ruoyun joked casually, but saw a little helplessness on Tang Yuan's face.

Tang Yuan sighed and said: "When my father left, he dismissed the Tang Mansion, and now the Tang Mansion has existed in name only, and the family no longer has the status of the Eight Mansions, and it is no longer in front of the Qiao Mansion...... Cher's family began to object to her associating with me."

Lu Feng looked at Qiao Xue'er when he heard this, and sure enough, he saw that the elder standing on his side stretched out his hand to stop her, preventing her from approaching Tang Yuan.

Tang Yuan clenched his fists, looking at the loss and helplessness on Qiao Xue'er's face in the distance, he laughed at himself a little in his heart, and at the same time strengthened his determination to become stronger.

There was a sound of 'stamping' in the crowd, and everyone dispersed a passage to come out.

At the gate of Yan's Mansion, eight people carried the coffin and walked out steadily.

No one dared to walk in front of the coffin, and everyone looked at Yan He in the coffin.

Eight people carried the coffin and walked in the front, followed by Old Man Yan, Yan Zhengchi and his wife, Yan Mingchi, Yan Jingjing, etc., each wearing mourning clothes and full of sorrow.

Lu Feng glanced at Yan Jingjing, and immediately understood the changes that Qiao Xue'er said a few days ago.

At this moment, the aura emanating from Yan Jingjing's body had vaguely reached the Gathering Spirit Realm.

"Have you noticed Yan Jingjing, she ......" Jiang Ruoyun wanted to ask, but couldn't find the right words for a while.

Lu Feng smiled knowingly and said, "She should have reached the Spirit Gathering Realm." ”

"What?

Jiang Ruoyun was shocked, it had only been a few days, how could it be possible to reach the Gathering Spirit Realm in one fell swoop from the life soul that had not yet awakened?

Lu Feng explained: "She has a special physique, and she was born with seven spirits that she is already in a state of penetration, and it is only because of the improper cultivation of ordinary exercises that she has not been able to awaken her soul for eighteen years. ”

There is one thing that Lu Feng did not say explicitly, for fear of messing up Jiang Ruoyun's mentality, that is, he was born with seven spirits, and his cultivation speed in the future will far exceed that of ordinary people.

It won't be long before Yan Jingjing's strength will far surpass them.

Jiang Ruoyun pouted, and said with some envy: "Is it because of the exercises you gave?"

Lu Feng nodded and responded truthfully: "It's a little bit of compensation for her." ”

When Jiang Ruoyun heard this, he couldn't help but feel a trace of sourness in his heart.

In addition to the rapid improvement in strength, Yan Jingjing's whole person seems to be a little depressed today.

Perhaps because of Yan He's burial, her whole person looked a little lonely and arrogant.

It seemed a little out of place with everything around her, and she was the only one left in the world.

Almost all the dead people in Qinglong Town were buried on the mausoleum hill in the west of the city, and Yan He was no exception, sending a sound to sing sad vocal music, bidding farewell to him all the way.

Suddenly, the eight people carrying the coffin stopped in their footsteps.

The vocal music also came to an abrupt end.

"Someone stopped the coffin!"

One of the people carrying the coffin shouted, trying to step forward to drive away the people who stood in the way, but was stopped by the leader.

All eyes looked at the person who was blocking the way in front of the coffin.

I found that it was a woman dressed in bells and whistles, with a light floral makeup on her face, and a very vulgar floral skirt on her body, and the whole person looked like an old bustard in Fireworks Willow Lane.

Lu Feng was a little stunned when he looked at this scene, and was a little curious why none of the people from the Yan Mansion came forward to drive him away?

The woman carried two large jars of wine in her hands, glanced at the coffin where Yan He was, and let out a crazy laugh.

Laughing and laughing, tears were unconsciously left in the corners of his eyes.

That voice turned out to be a strong and heavy male voice!

"Ma Qiufeng?" Tang Yuan said in surprise.

"What? You say this woman is Ma Qiufeng?" Jiang Ruoyun looked at the crazy woman in the distance in surprise, how could she not contact Ma Qiufeng, who was a talent.

Ma Qiufeng is the younger brother of Ma Haofeng, who is poisoned and bedridden in Mafu, and he mixes with Yan He all day long on weekdays, and he is an out-and-out gentleman.

When everyone was stunned, Ma Qiufeng raised a jar of wine in his hand, poured the wine in front of Yan He's coffin, and choked in his mouth: "Colored monkey, this is your favorite red peach brew, let me send you on your last ride." ”

The wine in the altar was exhausted, and Ma Qiufeng, who was dressed as a woman, raised another altar in his hand, opened his mouth wide and poured it, laughing while pouring, laughing and giving way, and then walking in front with the person carrying the coffin.

There is a bit of a taste of leading the way.

The wine mixed with tears washed up the makeup on Ma Qiufeng's face, making him look very hideous, and his oozing laughter couldn't help but make people feel sad.

"It's really Ma Qiufeng..."Jiang Ruoyun said movingly.

Lu Feng was a little surprised, a man actually put down his body and face, and disguised himself as a woman in public to bid farewell to Yan He, and he was so sad, why is this?

Tang Yuan explained: "Ma Qiufeng and Yan He are best friends in life and death, the two grew up together since childhood, were born and died, played together, walked around Willow Lane together, did nonsense together, and almost did good and bad things together. ”

"It is rumored that the two once drank too much in Willow Lane, and made a 'bold promise', agreeing that if one of them dies first, the other will either die together, or disguise themselves as women to attend the funeral......"