Chapter 208 Long-lost reunion

For Qiao Feng, Luo Yuchen only has one fate, but I have to say that the game system has created his image very successfully. On the short side, in the time of drinking together, Luo Yuchen has fully agreed with this open and aboveboard, heroic beggar gang leader.

But such a martial arts hero who has reached the peak of martial arts and fame will soon be shamelessly framed by a group of despicable villains, and finally embarked on a long road of tragedy and step by step to the abyss of discredit. Moreover, even if his identity was made public and he was chased and killed by martial arts people in the Central Plains, he finally sacrificed himself in order to protect the weak Song Dynasty from being destroyed!

With such a mind and such integrity, ask yourself, Luo Yuchen really doesn't feel that he may be equal to one ten thousand of them. Therefore, even if this is a virtual character, even if it is not for the plot task, Luo Yuchen still feels that he must do something!

Of course, there are many factors that lead to Qiao Feng's tragic fate, and they are intertwined with each other. It is generally difficult to sort out. The upcoming "Xingzilin Conference" is just a trivial introduction. Luo Yuchen does not expect to completely change Qiao Feng's fate. As long as the plot of the Xingzilin Conference can be changed, don't let him lose his reputation in front of countless martial arts people...

"It's just that such a simple goal seems to be difficult to achieve." After recalling this plot several times from beginning to end, Luo Yuchen still did not come up with an operational solution for the imperial examination. After all, there are too many factors that are unfavorable to Qiao Feng in the "Xingzilin Conference", but Luo Yuchen himself has only one person. At this time, he really can't wait to use it...

"Is there really nothing we can do?" After putting himself in Qiao Feng's shoes and thinking about it, Luo Yuchen found that his personal force was really nothing in this matter. No wonder Qiao Feng's high martial arts skills could not be used in the end. Thinking about it, calculating the time, it should be time to arrive in Wuxi soon. Luo Yuchen was finally a little anxious. "Well, act well when you see the opportunity. It's a big deal. I'll help to be a villain and kill all those guys!"

Of course, Luo Yuchen himself knows that this decision of gritting his teeth is unreliable. After all, there are so many beggar disciples who participated in the Xingzilin Conference. How can he sit and watch Luo Yuchen kill people? Even Qiao Feng himself may organize it. This is just Luo Yuchen's angry words under a moment of irritability.

After gambling, Luo Yuchen sighed involuntarily: "Alas, if only the power of the gang could be transferred to the world of Tianlong. Unfortunately, there is only a small rudder here, and I don't know if Meng Dong has set up the shelf..."

"Huh? Flying Pigeon Biography?" Not long after he got out of the carriage and didn't leave the post station, Luo Yuchen heard the sound of wings flapping. Looking up, he saw a carrier pigeon flying over. After taking the note, he was sighing that his men did not have a certain amount of power. Luo Yuchen, who was really helpless at the critical moment, was immediately overjoyed, " By the way, why did you forget such a big ground-headed snake?"

Put away the note, Luo Yuchen's eyes turned around and quickly fixed on the tall building not far away, a pair of dark eyes. Looking at each other, a strange and complex emotion suddenly surged in Luo Yuchen's heart. Involuntarily, he moved his lips slightly and whispered, "Long time no see!"

The voice was so low that even the passers-by around him didn't pay attention. However, the man hundreds of meters away seemed to have heard it with his own ears. He narrowed his eyes slightly, nodded gently, and showed a little smile to Luo Yuchen from the masked black scarf.

Inexplicably, as soon as he saw this slightly smiling eye, the complex sour feeling in Luo Yuchen's heart was swept away in an instant, and the rest was only inexplicably relaxed and excited! A few minutes later, Luo Yuchen climbed the famous "Songhe Tower" and saw the old dress, black scarf on his face, and Mei Xiang in red in the box on the roof...

"Please sit down!" In the cold voice, Luo Yuchen nodded with a smile and sat down opposite her. Mei Xiang raised her hand very casually and filled him with a glass of wine. Luo Yuchen just thanked him gently without much politeness - after deliberately buffering, the inexplicable excitement and excitement in Luo Yuchen's heart had been suppressed by him. Judging from Mei Xiang's eyes, her mood was also Calm has been restored.

However, there is still a strange tacit understanding between the two, and they don't even need to say anything more. As long as one look and one action, it seems that they can understand each other's thoughts. I can't help but think that a familiar poem appeared in Luo Yuchen's mind: "The colorful phoenix wings , the heart is a little bit sharp..."

"Your martial arts have improved again! Are all the injuries on your body healed? After a moment of silence, Mei Xiang's cold voice sounded: "Ha ha, don't worry, I learned the news from the players of your Bloodsuit Gang!"

"Oh!" Luo Yuchen nodded. The first time he heard Mei Xiang's laughter, it was not like a "silver bell" as described in some writings, but it was very refreshing and infectious. After listening to it, people couldn't help but feel clear in their hearts, and their whole body relaxed a lot. After a moment of intoxication, Luo Yuchen replied, "It's just a little injury in the process of practicing, and it's all right. By the way, thank you very much for your 'nine-turn bear snake pills'. Without that bottle of elixir, I'm afraid I will miss the upcoming plot task!"

"Huh? Have you finished the bottle of elixir? I still have a few bottles here..." With that, Mei Xiang untied a treasure bag from her body, took out a porcelain bottle from it, and handed it out without thinking about it. However, as soon as her hand reached halfway, her movements stopped again, "Ah, um, this, the effect of this nine-turn bear snake pill is very good. The players in our organization have used it to save many times, so I exchanged some more. Don't worry, there are many people who help me brush the sect..."

"Hehe, in that case, thank you very much!" The "strong woman", who has always been high above, cold and inviolable, is now incoherent, in order to send something to himself. Luo Yuchen's heart is both funny and moved. At present, he smiled and naturally reached out to take the palm-sized porcelain bottle. Mei Xiang was slightly relieved and lowered her head to sort out the treasure bag. Then, her movements stopped slightly, and then she became a little busy, and the action of hanging the treasure bag back to her waist became daint.

"Hmm?" As soon as the porcelain bottle arrived, Luo Yuchen smelled a faint fragrance. With a habitual gentle look, he understood the reason for Mei Xiang's strange reaction - this small porcelain bottle was not full, only five or six elixirs at most... Luo Yuchen was stunned, his face was slightly hot, and then it seemed as if nothing had happened. Put this porcelain bottle in your arms and take good care of it. The afterglow of her eyes saw that Mei Xiang's face turned slightly red, but she was even more reluctant to look up at Luo Yuchen...

"Sungr, the wine and dishes you added by name are ready!" Just as the atmosphere in the room became a little strange, a crisp voice suddenly sounded at the door, and the two of them breathed a sigh of relief, and then they both smiled at the same time. The shopkeeper was also an eye-catching person. He didn't add enough money to his store, but quickly put down several colorful, fragrant and fragrant dishes, and then withdrew very simply, and closed the door...

"Hey, I'm going to reward this clever little guy later!" Luo Yuchen smiled comfortably and picked up his chopsticks: "Well, I've been closed for more than ten days, and I've always been sorry for my stomach. Although I had a good meal yesterday, I've been in the car for another day. I'm really hungry now..."

"Ha ha, I've already eaten it. These are specially ordered for you. You're welcome!" Mei Xiang also smiled. Obviously, she has also adjusted. Luo Yuchen didn't say much, but directly began to start like a remnant cloud...

"Okay, I'm full. It's time to get to business!" Ten minutes later, Luo Yuchen stopped his chopsticks with satisfaction and leaned gently against the chair. Seeing this, Mei Xiang put down his glass and asked bluntly, "You came here in such a hurry to participate in the Beggar Gang's 'Apricot Forest Conference', right? Want to save Qiao Feng's fate?"

"Not bad!" Luo Yuchen nodded, but his face was a little surprised. Mei Xiang smiled and said, "What's so strange? Ninety-nine percent of nearly a million players in the world of Dragon have such a wish!" Although I'm a little girl, I also admire Qiao Feng very much!"

"Oh?" Luo Yuchen subconsciously sat upright and asked, "You are the local snake in the world of Tianlong. You must have a better way than me, right? I don't know if you can solve my puzzles?"

"Of course I want to tell you, I also want to invite you to cooperate together!" Mei Xiang smiled and said with a little pride, "Actually, a month ago, as soon as the plot of Wuliang Mountain was over, we began to prepare for this matter. By now, it's time for formal action.

"As for the plan, that's also very simple, just four words, just the bottom of the pot! In the Xingzilin Conference, the people who are unfavorable to Qiao Feng are nothing more than a few waves: Mrs. Ma and Quan Guanqing are a wave; the retired Elder Xu and the current four elders of the Beggar Gang are another wave; the rest, 'Zhao Qiansun' and Master Zhiguang, who know the past for 30 years, can be regarded as one side; the rest of them People, whether they are NPCs or players, can be regarded as 'soy sauce people'..."