Chu Feng let out an "um" and said, "Yes, how are your injuries?"

Mu Wanqing shook her head and did not speak. She knew that Chu Feng's internal skills were exquisite, and when she came to Jiangnan this time, she must have something important. She hasn't met the middle Sichuan martial arts person in Xiao Er's mouth, and she doesn't know where it is sacred. It's just that her injury hasn't healed, and if Chu Feng and others make a move, she won't be able to help at all. Chu Feng groaned slightly, it was really a rare clue, and he was not hypocritical, he only said: "I'll go and go back, if it goes well, I can come back today." If...... If it doesn't go well, you're healed, so let's go first. ”

"Good. Mu Wanqing turned around and didn't look at him anymore, but her hand tightened, "Ah, what are you doing?" It turned out that Chu Feng held her hand again.

Chu Feng pointed to the door and window with his idle left hand, and said, "After a while, that little second should come over to repair these things, where can your surname stand it." ”

There are a lot of vacant houses, and after paying the silver, everything is naturally easy to say.

Chu Feng and the others didn't have any courtesy, and the matter of changing rooms was not troublesome.

"Alright, you rest first, I'll go. Chu Feng walked to the door, looked back at her and explained, "This Suzhou city seems to be peaceful, you have to be more careful." ”

"I haven't met you, haven't I come here after so many years?" Mu Wanqing didn't want to be so soft and weak, "Are you going to find someone?" ”

"Good. ”

"You are not allowed to bully it. ”

"Rest assured. ”

Black Rose suddenly saw Chu Feng, and snorted excitedly, now that Mu Wanqing was not around, it didn't dare to show Chu Feng's face.

Black Rose was tall and long, and in Chu Feng's hands, she was extremely docile, and when she got out of the West City Gate, she ran with joy. Chu Feng wondered if he had forgotten Mu Wanqing in the inn. Compared with this kind of mount that has been extremely powerful, in a short distance, maybe Chu Feng will not fall into the wind; long-distance travel, although Ling Bo Weibu is wonderful, but after all, ** mortal fetus, can not compare to its physical strength.

I don't know if the information reported by Xiao Er is inaccurate, or if Chu Feng and those white-robed people have gone wrong, or if Chu Feng has left more than half an hour late, and those people have already arrived at the ground. All the way down, until Chu Feng saw Taihu Lake again, he didn't see the shadows of those people.

Taihu Lake under the sun is very different from the rain. Chu Feng had no intention of enjoying the scenery, and thought to himself: It's a shame that Mu Wanqing didn't come over, and he still followed this empty run before his injury healed, so he was really a little speechless.

Taihu Lake and Suzhou are not far apart, and from this lake to that city, there are no dozens or hundreds of paths. Chu Feng changed a few roads along the embankment of Taihu Lake, looked back and forth for two hours, and asked a lot of people, those white-robed guests should have been very conspicuous, but they didn't ask Chu Feng a clue.

Chu Feng was also a little desperate, patted the side of Black Rose's neck, and said, "Let's go, go back." "I secretly pray in my heart, those pit goods in Sichuan, don't run directly to hang up, leave a small life and come back to show you the way. Black Rose was locked in the stable for a day and a night, sullen, spread her hooves, chose a path on the edge of Taihu Lake and ran again, enjoying the sunshine of Jiangnan and the wind of Taihu Lake.

"What? You put me down like this, how can I take these things away?"

A sound full of energy crossed several inlets and reached Chu Feng's side.

Chu Feng was riding on the horse, and he didn't care about this voice, he only heard that the person's kung fu should be good.

Another voice sounded, "I'm a delivery person, how can I sell it to you with the burden?" This voice was a lot older, and Chu Feng could already imagine the white hair on this person's sideburns. However, this old man's voice is not small, and compared with the person just now, his momentum is not weak at all. The man before said, "Is it just a burden, you say how much money, Lao Tzu can't treat you badly." ”

"One 'Lao Tzu', how old are you, dare to take advantage of your Lao Tzu. Lao Tzu's burden has been used for 30 years, and you want to buy it if you want to sell it?"

The two of them quarreled on the edge of Taihu Lake for some reason, and hurried over with the footsteps of the black rose. Chu Feng originally glanced at it casually, and the person was really quite old, and the half-white bun should be the old voice.

When Chu Feng saw the other person, his heart suddenly became happy, patted the back of the black rose, and said "Fu Jiang". It turned out that the man was dressed in a white robe, and he looked exactly like the people he had seen in the morning from a distance. Black Rose understood what he meant, and hurried over.

When they got closer, the two of them also looked at Chu Feng. Chu Feng was slightly stunned when he saw the white-robed man, the white-robed man on this person was similar to the few people in the morning. But this two-handed, rat-bearded rat-tailed beard, drooping eyebrows, and extremely ugly countenance, was certainly not among the morning men. Chu Feng still had three points of hope in his heart, hoping that this person and those in the morning would be companions, but he couldn't walk together.

Black Rose had just walked along, and she didn't know what kind of remote place it was, and there were very few passers-by. When the old man saw Chu Feng, he hurriedly greeted: "Little brother riding a black horse, please drive!"

Chu Feng was right away, looked at the old man suspiciously, pointed to his nose, and asked, "Old man, are you calling me?"

"Yes, yes, it's you. You help me talk about it, this person is unreasonable, you give a comment. Look at this afterlife, you speak much more politely than you. When the old man saw Chu Feng answering him, he first greeted him, and then began to talk about the white-robed man who was arguing with him in the second half of the sentence.

Chu Feng looked at the old man, looked at the man in white, and said with a smile: "I'm just a passerby, I don't know anything about the two of you, how can I judge anything." As he spoke, he clamped the horse's belly and made a gesture to leave. The man in white was just standing aside, watching the old man talk to Chu Feng, but when he saw that Chu Feng was leaving, he didn't care about the old man, he grabbed Chu Feng's horse in a few steps, shook his whiskers, and sneered: "It's not a big deal, it's okay to listen to it." The long knife on his waist was half out, blocking Chu Feng's way.

This light skill is not excellent, but it makes Chu Feng's eyes shine, is this really the companion of those Sichuan martial artists? Thinking about it, I don't think it's right, this person's words don't sound like a Sichuan accent, but it is somewhat similar to the timbre of Xiao Er in the inn.

The old man saw that the man in white was walking briskly, and then looked at the big knife at his waist, his heart was first timid, and then angry, and scolded: "If you bring a knife, you will be angry, if you want this little brother to help, be polite." As he spoke, he glanced at Chu Feng, and he didn't know whether to let him run first or let him call more people.

When Chu Feng saw the long knife on the man's waist, he turned over and dismounted, and said to the man in white: "It's okay to listen to it, but you have a knife on, I don't think this old man dares to tell the truth?"