"Senior Shan, you've been waiting for a long time. ”

Chu Feng put the sword into the sheath and said a little embarrassedly to Shan Zheng, who was standing aside watching him practice his sword. When Shan Zheng came to look for him before, he was using a set of immeasurable swordsmanship to "Biying Liufang". Shan Zheng didn't urge him, just watched Chu Feng practice his sword from the side. However, the four strong men of the Shan family surprisingly did not follow behind Shan Zheng, and they didn't know where they had gone.

Shan Zheng smiled and praised: "Young people, it's a good thing to be able to endure hardships. Let's go. ”

The two of them walked out of Buyunxuan one after the other, Chu Feng still didn't see the Shan brothers, and couldn't help but be a little surprised, and asked Shan Zheng: "Why Brother Boshan?" Judging from age alone, Chu Feng should be a generation lower than Shan Boshan, but Shan Zheng and Gu Zichen are equals, and Chu Feng also calls that Shan Da "Brother Boshan".

Shan Zheng said: "They went to the side of the mountain, and they couldn't really let Elder Bai take care of this child...... I don't know if it was a night over, and the iron-masked judge was also a little soft-hearted, and he didn't see the anger of a "rebel" yesterday.

Chu Feng let out an "oh", but he didn't think much about it, just followed behind Shan Zheng and walked quickly.

After a while, a burst of mourning music faintly came, Chu Feng's internal strength was successful, and when he listened attentively, he had already looked to the north, and said secretly: "This is a trouble, could it be that yesterday I said that I would give Ma Dayuan a ride, and I missed it in the morning when I practiced the sword?" Chu Feng thought about it like this, and the sound of mourning music became closer and closer, and it became more and more real.

The two white flags were first imprinted into Chu Feng's eyes, and the matter of "moving souls" had really begun. Under the white flag, there is the coffin that holds the body of Ma Dayuan. Recently, the martial arts people who came to Luoyang flocked to the side of the road. Chu Feng subconsciously slowed down his pace and asked Shan Zheng, "Senior Shan, shall we pass like this......

Halfway through Chu Feng's questioning, he saw that the old man in the brocade robe didn't seem to hear the overwhelming mourning, didn't see the surging crowd, didn't see the white banner piercing the sky, didn't see the ...... Ma Dayuan's coffin. Shan Zheng not only did not slow down, but hurried a few steps, as if he wanted to avoid the crowd.

Ma Dayuan's hometown is in Xinyang, south of Luoyang. Ma Dayuan stopped the helm of the beggar gang, but the north of the city, to Xinyang, or from the north of the city, around the city, or directly in this Luoyang City, from the north of the city to the south gate, and then from the Dingding Gate straight out of Luoyang. For now, these people are the second way to go.

Chu Feng quickened his pace and kept up with Shan Zheng's figure.

After a while, Chu Feng stood outside Luoyang City, looked back at the east gate, and then looked at Shan Zheng who was walking quickly, hurriedly took a few steps to catch up, and asked, "Senior Shan, what are we?"

Shan Zheng saw that he was hurrying to catch up, and he didn't answer, but his feet were three points faster. All the way out of the city from Bu Yunxuan, until Chu Feng spoke just now, his breath was not chaotic at all, and Shan Zheng was also slightly surprised. He said yesterday that he was flicked away by Chu Feng's fingers, and he already felt that this young man's skills were not as simple as he imagined, but he didn't expect Chu Feng's light skills to be general.

After a short time, Shan Zheng abandoned the official road and led Chu Feng straight to a small road to the west, straight into the mountains and forests.

Even after that, it was rainy and rainy, and the mountain roads were inevitably full of mud. Seeing that Shan was taking a big stride and running, Chu Feng was embarrassed, what kind of trouble is this? The mountain path, not to mention the mud, has not been there for a long time, and the branches and branches of miscellaneous trees and withered vines have also spread to Sancheng of the road. Even when Shan Zheng is running by himself, he has to be careful. At the beginning, he still had the heart to wait for Chu Feng, afraid that he would be young and strong and would have to keep up with him. Who knows, since he took the first step, Chu Feng has never fallen.

In fact, in Chu Feng's eyes, except for the muddy side of this path, and the sporadic mud spots that splashed from Shan Zheng's side from time to time to dodge, the others were really not as difficult as when they practiced the day before yesterday. "Luo socks are dusty" is hopeless for the time being, and avoiding a few vines is not a problem.

Walking quickly in the forest, the mountains are verdant and flowing in front of him, Chu Feng inevitably has a sense of endless road.

It's just that there is an end to the road, Chu Feng looked at Shan Zheng and stopped abruptly, his body was stunned, and he stopped behind Shan Zheng steadily. Shan Zheng looked at him with some surprise on his face, but in the midst of running, he stopped when he said to stop, obviously he didn't use all his strength, and he couldn't help but think a little depressed: Chu Feng, this kid, used to let me all the way, and I was afraid that he wouldn't be able to keep up with him.

Chu Feng looked at the water in front of him like jade, rippling between heaven and earth, but he had blocked the way, and asked, "Senior Shan, is this place?" Rushing to this rarely visited place early in the morning, Chu Feng really couldn't figure it out.

"This is Yishui. Shan Zheng pointed to the river in front of him. One of the two rivers of Luo and Yi crosses Luoyang, and the other flows east from the soup outside the city. Different from what Cao Zijian said about Luoshen, this Yishui looks like a quiet jade, but under it is a whirlpool, dangerous and abnormal. Of course, the most important thing is that Yishui is half around Luoyang, and from Luoyang to Xinyang in the south, this Yishui must be excessive.

Shan Zheng looked at Chu Feng and asked suspiciously: "Jincheng is only more than a hundred miles away from this Luoyang, have you never been there?" Shan Zheng didn't want to wait for Chu Feng to answer, so he continued: "You are successful in martial arts, and the younger generation is also rare. Today's war will be of great benefit to your entry into the country. ”

Today's First World War?

The place where Chu Feng and the others stood was quite high, and when they first came, their attention was completely focused on the big river in front of them. Hearing the word "bridge" at this moment, Chu Feng looked left and right, and sure enough, it was on the right hand, about a mile or two away, and there was indeed a stone bridge horizontally. It's just that the bridge is old, covered with moss, and it looks like this Yishui is almost one from afar.

From a distance, more than a dozen people stood opposite each other on the stone bridge.

"Sure enough, it's here!" Shan Zheng said to himself, and then told Chu Feng, "After you pass, don't talk, just watch carefully." The tone was very solemn.

Chu Feng nodded in response, and Shan Zheng should step down the mountain first.

Walking closer, Chu Feng decisively saw two acquaintances, and Sun Sanba, who was restrained by his sword in Luoyang City, was impressively listed. There was also a group of people with their backs to Chu Feng, and the number was a little smaller, one of them was Bai Shijing, the elder of the Beggar Gang, but at this moment he and the other five people were in a row and stood behind the other.

The man was very burly, but he simply stood at the head of the bridge, and his own momentum filled the heavens and the earth. Among the beggars, there are a few people who can make Bai Shijing willing to be the back! Chu Feng saw the man's figure and bearing, and already knew who he was, so he only praised in his heart: Beiqiao Feng is really extraordinary.