The atmosphere in Mingxuan's hall was a little strange, and seeing Chen Rongxuan's sullen appearance, the head of the family, Chen Hong, coughed lightly: "Giving Yuechan's girl to Feng'er is not a bad solution to the problem, I think that girl is still good, and this matter is settled." ”

Feeling that everyone else was watching coldly, Chen Rongxuan, who was five big and three rough, couldn't help but sigh secretly in his heart, and reluctantly accepted the family's decision.

"Another thing must have been heard of by you, there is news that the Great Xia Dynasty is gathering troops in the depths of the Cangbi Grassland, it is estimated that it will not be long before the Great Yan Dynasty will be in chaos, once the troops are set off, Cangbi City is the first to bear the brunt, our Chen clan lives in it, and we must think of a countermeasure. The head of the family, Chen Hong, said solemnly.

"Chen Hao was accepted as an inner disciple by the Xuanming Sect, Chen Xiao went to the Haoyan Valley, and even the mercy was received by the Ziluan Sect, the future of the three of them has been settled, presumably anyone who talks to their respective sects can arrange a place for our Chen family to stay, we don't need to wade into the troubled waters of the dynastic war. Chen Chong's father was dressed in a robe, and he looked forward to seeing Chen Hao's three proud sons of the sky.

Chen Hao and the three of them all had flashing eyes, although they did not explicitly refuse, their reluctance could not be concealed.

Although the son does not dislike the ugly dog and the family is poor, the Chen family is too weak compared to the power of the big sect, including Chen Xiao, the grandson of the clan, and the three of them do not want to be criticized in the sect because of the relationship between the family.

"If you want to leave, you have to leave as soon as possible, so that it will not be affected, it is estimated that it will not be long before the royal family of the Great Yan Dynasty will react, if there is a war in the future, the situation of Cangbi City may not be too optimistic. Chen Rongxuan didn't have any hope for Chen Hao and the others.

In the night, the Mingxuan Hall was brightly lit, because of the turbulent situation between dynasties, even Chen Rongping and Chen Rongmin advocated family migration.

The important members of the Chen clan discussed for a while before finally making the decision to migrate to the east of the Great Yan Dynasty.

However, the Chen family's huge industry in Cangbi City could not be easily given up, and Chen Feng, as one of the clansmen left behind, became an unlucky person while most people were happy.

When everyone dispersed from the Mingxuan Hall and went back to prepare, Chen Rongping went to the back house with a cheeky face, and talked to Yun Yuechan about changing Chen Feng.

At present, Chen Xiao has a promising future, and among the important members of the Chen family, except for Chen Rongxuan, who is not very happy, no one has come forward to count Chen Rongping.

The Chen family's list of stays has been decided, and Yun Yuechan is also among them, no matter whether Chen Feng and Yun Yuechan's family relationship can be promoted or not, this decision cannot be changed.

In the eyes of some people, perhaps Chen Feng and Yun Yuechan, two helpless people, will be buried together in Cangbi City, which will be the best result.

Cangbi City at night is not peaceful, and many thoughtful people are preparing for the turbulent situation of the dark tide.

Compared to Chen Feng, who was in the underground cultivation room of the West Wing, silently cultivating the Desolation Sutra, Tu Dasheng was tossing and turning on the bed all night and couldn't sleep.

In the early morning, the sky brightened, and Chen Feng, who came out of the underground cultivation room, looked at the light gauze bed tent on the bed in the west wing, although his face was full of lustful color, he did not approach Qiao Xueqing's bed.

Coming to the center of the courtyard, as usual, Chen Feng first threw the large stone ball that was circulating with gravity inscriptions for a while.

After sweating, Chen Feng put the big stone ball aside.

Because of the whining sound of the stone ball, Tu Da's voice, which had not been asleep for a long time, was affected, and he just ran out of the east wing room and wanted to curse Chen Feng, but found that he grinned and showed a mouthful of neat white teeth and smiled at himself.

After jokingly laughing, Chen Feng no longer paid attention to the constant change in his expression, as if he was eating a stool, but put his mind on the hands of the low-level martial art Tiangang Zhemei.

By checking the records of Tiangang's martial arts in the Zongfu Library, Chen Feng learned that this set of martial arts that integrates fists, palms, and grappling methods has a total of eighty-one styles, although it is a low-level martial art, it contains a lot of martial arts, and the changes are complicated.

Between adjusting his breathing, Chen Feng's right hand suddenly reached out, and with the faint flip of his wrist, the fierce strength had exploded continuously.

Once Tiangang's folded plum hand is unfolded, the palm and grappling hands are stretched and stretched, and the explosion is rapid, occasionally mixed with esoteric boxing techniques, and even has the finishing touch.

In the open space of the small courtyard, Chen Feng's fist wind palm shadow continued to dance, his whole body was steaming with heat, and his expression was sharp and serious.

Time passed slowly, and when the morning glow rose, Chen Feng's Tiangang Folding Plum Hand did not stop, and Chen Feng spent the morning in this moment of non-stop cultivation.

Seeing that Chen Feng's eighty-one Tiangang folding plum hands were becoming more and more proficient, Qiao Xueqing, who was dressed as a man, was sitting at the door of the west wing with a smile, embroidering jade brocade clothes with stitches and threads.

"Whew!"

Chen Feng's figure flickered, accompanied by the flowing Tiangang folding plum hands, more and more perfect stretching full of aura, a ripple-like vibration of Gangxia, unexpectedly revealed from the subtle changes of Chen Feng's palms and claws.

Finding that Chen Feng's folded plum hand brought out a wisp of Gangxia, Tu Da Throat, who was sitting at the stone table after making tea, couldn't help but show a slight surprise in his eyes.

Tu Dasheng, who is involved in the Chen family, knows a lot about Tiangang and Mei's hands.

Although Tiangang Folding Plum Hand is a low-level martial art, it is very exquisite, and when practiced to the depths, it can bring out ten wisps of Tiangang Xia Qi without spiritual power, which is extremely strong.

In Tu Dasheng's cognition, even if some of the Chen family's children have practiced this martial art for several years, they can only barely wield one or two wisps of Tiangang Xia strength, like Chen Feng, who has only practiced Tiangang folding plum hands for more than ten days, can swing out a wisp of Tiangang Xia Jin's metamorphosis, Tu Dasheng is the first time to see it.

In the small courtyard, Chen Feng's steps were staggered, his palms were like knives, his fists were like cannons, his fingers were like hooks, and his arms were waving, like a fierce beast stretching his body, and his fierce strength even brought out a whining sound like an explosion.

"Whew!"

While Chen Feng continued to use Tiangang's folding plum hand and finely adjusting the arc of the move, his palm claws stretched out to break the wind, and the second wisp of Tiangang's Xia energy was also waved out by Chen Feng's folding plum hand.

Feeling the soreness, numbness and pain in his muscles, Chen Feng's eyes froze, revealing two wisps of claw wind, and with his fluttering figure, he grabbed a golden sand stone statue in the courtyard like lightning.

"Boom~~~"

The fierce folding plum hand burst out, and the dazzling luster revealed through the two fingertips of Chen Feng's right claw, and the extremely hard Jinsha stone statue exploded into a mass of stone chips scattered under Chen Feng's grasp.

Unlike Qiao Xueqing, who swung her sleeve robe, brought up the dense silk threads of the pillar embroidery shafts on the embroidery frame, and put a silk ban on the front of her, Tu Da Qiang, who was sitting at the stone table, opened her lips lightly, revealing rows of silent waves, blocking all the flying rubble.

"Whew~~~"

Chen Feng took a deep breath and adjusted the restless and fierce energy in his body, and even the two folded plum Tiangang gradually dissipated.

Seeing the smile on Chen Feng's face, Tu Dasheng just wanted to open his mouth to squeeze a few words, but as if he remembered something, he barely showed a smile on his face, and poured Chen Feng a cup of tea: "I didn't expect that in just a short period of time when cultivating Tiangang Folding Plum Hands, you would already be able to bring out two Gangxia ......."

Taking the sweat towel handed by Tu Dayan, Chen Feng looked at her gaze, and the color of ridicule was very strong: "It's not enough to ask people just like this, just a few good words want to beat the attention of the brute soul stick, I advise you to save it." ”

In the face of Chen Feng's unscrupulous smile, Tu's delicate face with a loud voice turned red almost instantly, and he gritted his teeth and was about to go crazy on the spot.

"Although this Tiangang Folding Plum Hand is a low-level martial art, it contains some mysteries, and the stronger the essence and strength, the stronger the power. Qiao Xueqing reminded Chen Feng with a light smile.

After changing his clothes and packing up the stone chips in the small courtyard, Chen Feng glanced at Tu Dasheng, who had an annoyed face: "In the future, you'd better tie a scarf at home, so that if someone comes over, they won't recognize you immediately, celebrities also have troubles, you should understand." ”

"Bang! bang!"

Just when Tu Da's voice couldn't bear it anymore, the knock on the courtyard gate had already sounded.

After making a quick gesture to Tu Dasheng and letting her hide in the east chamber, Chen Feng opened the courtyard door.

Seeing the unspeakable expression of the black-faced man Chen Rongxuan, Chen Feng smiled slightly: "Is there something wrong with the third uncle coming over?"

"Feng'er, the head of the family has already settled your family affairs......"

Entering the courtyard, Chen Rongxuan's face changed, and he told Chen Feng and Yun Yuechan's decision to marry, as well as the fact that the Chen clan wanted to migrate because of the tension between the dynasties.

Until Chen Rongxuan finished speaking, he breathed a sigh of relief, Chen Feng looked calm and did not interject.

After a while, Chen Feng showed a calm smile on his face: "Third uncle, I can agree to the decision to stay in Cangbi City, but I can't agree to this family business." ”

"You want to disobey the decision of the head of the family?"

Although Chen Rongxuan didn't quite approve of this family business in his heart, after hearing Chen Feng's personal refusal, he asked with a straight face.

Chen Feng took a sip of tea and said with a smile: "Now that the people of the family are busy with the matter of migration, who else can take care of me?" Whether I agree or refuse, those people are just asking for peace of mind to get rid of their burdens, when the time comes, the Great Xia Dynasty and the Great Yan Dynasty will start a war, and it is unknown whether the people who stay in Cangbi City will live or not." ”

"The family still has some properties in Cangbi City that can't be cashed out immediately, and you can't leave such a big family business foundation behind, Feng'er, if you don't want to stay in Cangbi City, when the family members are almost gone, I can arrange for you to leave." Chen Rongxuan sighed and said.

Chen Feng just smiled and shook his head, but he didn't say anything, his deep thoughts made Chen Rongxuan unable to see what he was thinking.