Chapter 20 Gap

Thank you for inviting me to come to see the book, hehe.

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Although he was thanking, Liu Feng couldn't hear any sense of color from Huang Chengyan's tone, as if he didn't put any salt in it.

Liu Feng only raised his hand to save Huang Yuemei. He was not the kind of person who saved people with the desire to ask for rewards. However, Huang Chengyan's cold response seemed that what he had done was not to save his daughter's life, but to take care of her on the way.

This attitude made Liu Feng very unhappy.

"Miss Yuemei, I have given it to Mr. Huang intact. The younger generation has something else to do, so I'll leave first." His attitude was cold, and Liu Feng didn't mean to put a cold face on his buttocks, and immediately planned to say goodbye.

Huang Yuemei quickly grabbed him and said, "You haven't changed your medicine today. How about I change the medicine for you? Let's go after dinner together."

Huang Yuemei's concern diluted Liu Feng's displeasure just now, but before he could speak, Huang Yueying beside him said, "The eldest prince is noble, and there will be a full-time doctor to help him change his medicine. You don't have to make trouble."

After saying that, Huang Yueying bowed to Liu Feng again and said with a smile, "Thank you for taking care of your little sister all the way. The eldest prince must still have something important to do, so we won't drag down the eldest prince."

Although the ugly woman in front of her is much more polite than her father's, there is a faint meaning in her words that she doesn't want Yuemei to stay with him too much. More precisely, it is a little respectful to him, the eldest son.

The attitude of the father and daughter of the Huang family made Liu Feng extremely uncomfortable, but he couldn't guess for a moment whether their words and deeds were out of other constraints or other intentions.

Secretly suppressing the suspicion in his heart, Liu Feng showed a calm look and said with a faint smile, "Mrs. Huang, you're welcome. They are all your own family. Why do you need to thank me? Then I'll say goodbye."

Turning around, Liu Feng's eyes just collided with Huang Yuemei's eyes. From her eyes, Liu Feng faintly saw a little reluctance.

"Miss, take care. I'll go to the house to visit you again if I have a chance." Liu Feng didn't show much nostalgia, and left with an indifferent expression.

The 5,000 soldiers and horses of the Liu family army were stationed, making this newly created Jiangxia Zhizhi the third central city in Jingzhou after Xiangyang and Jiangling. People from all over the country who refused to surrender to Cao, after hearing that Liu Xuande did not die in the battle in Changban, but were exiled to Xiakou. After re-establishing the flag against Cao with the eldest son Liu Qi, they rushed to Xiakou from all directions.

As for Cao Wei, after the two victories of Dangyang and Hanjin, the army did not kill Jiangxia, but went straight south to seize Jiangling, the southern county seat. After capturing the core town of Jingzhou, Cao Yan suspended the offensive. On the one hand, he sent troops and horses to take over the newly surrendered counties in Jiangbei, and on the other hand, he sent people to the south to invite the four counties in the south of the Yangtze River, which had been in a semi-reading state in the Liu Biao era.

As the governor of Jiangxia, Liu Qi did his best to the friendship of the landlord. He not only provided food and fodder for the Liu family army, but also gave up his governor's mansion to his uncle, and he moved to the military camp in the north of Xiakou City. As the eldest son of the Liu family, Liu Feng moved into the Taishou Mansion with Liu Bei.

Since Fan Chengnan withdrew, Liu Feng has been sleeping in the wind for nearly a month, taking the sky as the quilt and the earth as the table. Now there is finally a comfortable place for him to settle down. There is no need to worry and be hungry. Living conditions have been improved. After a few days of recuperation, Liu Feng's injuries have gradually begun to heal.

After dinner, Liu Feng walked out of the hall for a walk.

The place where he lived used to be Liu Qi's study. In front of the door was a large yard. In the middle of the yard, there was a well-groomed grass with a towering ancient tree. The gray-green umbrella cover was open on all sides, almost covering half of the courtyard. The bluestone slabs on both sides of the trunk are full of weapons racks, which are full of all kinds of weapons. This yard is thought to be the place where Liu Qi studied and practiced martial arts.

At this moment, a bright moon is sailing among the thin clouds, and the bright moonlight leaks through the leaves of the big trees and sprinkles all over the yard. Liu Feng looked at the weapons on the shelf and suddenly became interested. He took a few steps forward and picked up a steel gun.

With a low roar, the long gun in his hand turned into a silver snake flying up and down, and the fierce wind shook excitedly with the light and shadow flashing gun shadow. In the strong wind like a rainbow, the leaves of the ancient trees fell one after another, and the birds among the trees were startled and fled one after another. At this moment, Liu Feng seemed to have returned to the battlefield of thousands of troops and horses, and he couldn't help but feel the feeling of pleasure with the enemy.

The marksmanship is not sluggish. It seems that his body has recovered as usual, and he feels that his marksmanship has been greatly refined compared with more than ten days ago. However, after a few dances, the feeling in Liu Feng's hand suddenly changed. He always felt that there was something invisible, so that the long gun in his hand could not be used 100% freely when dancing.

Suddenly, he took the gun, and he couldn't help recalling the scene of the fight with Xu Chu in his mind. The first knife looks so ordinary, without any ingenuity at all, and without any sense of beauty. Such a simple move can be made by anyone, including yourself.

However, whether it is strength or speed, can it reach the almost perfect state of Xu Chu?

It's out of reach!

Why is there such a big gap in the same ordinary knife? Is it just a difference in physical fitness?

Zhao Yun's posture appeared in his mind again. In the face of a hundred tigers and leopards, the forward-forward riding white shadow swept everything. The same silver gun was difficult to take Xu Chu's knife in his own hand, but in Zhao Yun's hand, it seemed to merge into a part of the body, and he was fascinated when he used it. .

Liu Feng picked up the silver gun again. He closed his eyes and tried his best to recall Zhao Yun's shooting. The silver gun danced and tried to imitate Zhao Yun's shooting. With his own surname, the silver gun is more and more convenient. Sometimes it is like a dragon cutting waves, and sometimes it is like flying snow all over the sky. At a certain moment, he seems to be able to enter a state of forgetfulness, as if he is Zhao Yun. The unfavorable ambition in his heart turns into a gun shadow in his hand, and there is a great tendency to attack everything.

In his eyes, a huge array of more than a hundred tigers and leopards suddenly appeared, and Zhao Yun broke through the enemy's array for a moment and was imprinted in his mind. Copying his shooting skill, the huge gun edge advances in a straight line, the blade turns into endless silver rain silk halfway, and countless fantasies hide the real moves in it.

At the moment of collision, countless rain filaments were combined into a silver line. At the moment of waving his hand, he suddenly felt that the force on the gun was lost and empty.

Suddenly opened his eyes, and a drop of sweat on his forehead rolled down quietly.

At the last moment of shooting, it was still a loss after all, and even Liu Feng couldn't figure out what the problem was.

"It seems that I'm not Zhao Zilong after all."

Just as Liu Feng shook his head and sighed, there was a burst of applause behind him.