Chapter 61 Night Talk

The rain grew bigger, fell for three hours, and then slowly became smaller. Lion Mountain has been immersed in the night. After the rain, it was dark and I couldn't see my fingers. The cool breeze at midnight gradually has a harsh chill.

In a day's test, both hands-on and eye-catching are a little tired. The original lights in the place where the four major martial arts institutes were stationed also quietly extinguished a lot. Only the disciples who are worth more are still opening their eyes with vigilance.

A green lamp is like a bean.

A beautiful shadow is embroidered on the hazy window paper.

I can't see the beauty's face clearly, but it gives people an extremely touching charm.

A gentle step, stepping on the accumulated water after the rain, came quietly. Without knocking on the door, the man stood in front of the door and stood sadly, unaware that the water under his feet had soaked a pair of shoes. The afterglow from the window paper reflected white on the accumulated water. Through the bright light, it can be seen that the person is Han Feng.

Han Feng just came to see Murong Ruxue after saying goodbye to the disciples of Qingcheng. After entering the Qingcheng Martial Arts Academy, he can be said to have received a lot of favors from the latter. In particular, a story of the two in Wuyun City is always unforgettable. Unexpectedly, Murong Ruxue became his master. Although this master is so young and a few years older than him, he always feels awkward when he thinks about it. He didn't see Murong Ruxue in the crowd all night. He thought she was still angry with her during the day, so he couldn't help coming to have a look.

Looking at the quiet figure in front of the window, his hand that stretched out and knocked on the door stopped for a moment. In this way, I don't know how long I have stood in the hazy light of the sunset. I don't know when the dew in the wind after the rain had soaked the blue coat he had just changed.

With a slight sigh, let's go back. He turned around and walked back. Please move your steps, and a faint sound came from the room. Now that you have come, do you want to go back?

The door opened with a squeak, and Han Feng slowly walked in. On the table opposite the door, a green light is burning brightly. The oil in the lamp bowl is stained with noise, and the lanterns occasionally jump up, as if they were dancing.

A jade man sat with his back to the door, and his long black and bright hair flowed down like a waterfall. The white lotus in chiffon like budding white lotus makes life not feel any contemptuous.

Han Feng bowed slightly and said, "Master."

The beautiful woman in white didn't say anything for a long time...

"The night outside is as cool as water. Do you like it?"

The figure suddenly said an answer to the question. Han Feng had to answer, "My disciples dare not disturb the master's cultivation."

"You really respect teachers and value education. In the past, there was Yang Shicheng Lixue, and now there is Han Feng Liyu..."

The beautiful shadow turned around with the words, but it was Murong Ruxue. But at this moment, the peerless face is covered with frost. Han Feng beat the drums in his heart.

"When did you arrive in the Unparalleled City? Why didn't you contact me after you came out of the valley? It made me think... dead, more than half a year... worried." The voice whimpered, where is the appearance of the master?

Han Feng said in his heart that it was here. It turned out that he was angry with me. It seemed that I still wanted to coax this young master. He pretended to be a great injustice and said, "How dare you make the master think about me, but the Baicao Fairy Valley is too high. You also know that the apprentice's martial arts skills are too low, so he hurriedly practiced light skills. After coming out, he rushed here as soon as he came out. I'm not thinking about Master..."

"Hmm, I'm afraid it's just right and I don't know where to go to play."

Han Feng shouted, I swear... Before the words were spoken, the jade man had already smiled, and the frost on his face was like meeting the warm sun in March, melting into the smile of the girl in white. The worries of so many days in the jade heart also dissipated with the appearance of Han Feng. At that time, when Han Feng fell down the valley, someone told her that there was no danger, but she couldn't control her heart and had always been worried about Han Feng's life and death. At this time, when he saw that he was sound, his hanging heart fell to the ground. The two are of the same age. Although they are separated by one generation, they seem to have a lot to say together. After a while, they talk and laugh.

"Do you know our opponent in tomorrow's battle?"

Murong Ruxue's face was a little more serious. Han Feng said that he had just heard from the deputy director Xi Zhong that our opponent would be Xiling Martial Arts Academy, and he had given me a brief introduction. Knowing that Xiling sent Duanmucui's eldest disciple Duan Mufang, the owner of Wuhuang City, and his nephew Duan Muyang, Han Feng paused for a moment, as if there was any prince Nangong.

"Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will be invincible in a hundred battles. Do you know the martial arts skills, strengths and shortcomings of the three of them...?"

Murong Ruxue has a maturity on her face that is not commensurate with her age.

"This..."

Han Feng's face is a little embarrassed, and he really doesn't know much about this.

"No matter what opponents we face, we must make the most comprehensive preparations, otherwise, even a little mistake may cause irreparable regret. The price of this regret is often our...life. The eagle travels in the sky, even in the face of a young white rabbit without minions, it will exert its strength. The tiger roars proudly in the mountains and forests. Even if it is chasing the weakest goat, it will spare no effort..."

Han Feng stood up, saluted deeply and said, "Han Feng is taught."

Murong Ruxue looked at his serious look and laughed again. For a moment, it was like a hundred flowers blooming. Han Feng couldn't help but be stunned. The beautiful woman pouted and said coquettishly, "You nerd, how do you look like a teacher?"

Han Feng said in a daze, "Master, you... you laugh,... it's so beautiful."

"Nonsense." The beautiful woman wanted to scold Han Feng with a straight face, but after all, she was a teenage girl. After listening to Han Feng's words, she was very happy and laughed unconsciously. A smile adds a few different charms.

"Regardless of Duanmuyang and Duanmufang, we must be careful of this Nangong tomorrow."

There is a trace of sadness on Murong Ruxue's face.

She suddenly asked, "What kind of state are you?"

Han Feng said, "I don't know what level I'm in. I just feel that I've been in the refining world for a long time, but I don't see the refinement. Am I really stupid?" What he said is his true feelings. Since he had Yuanzhu, his cultivation speed has been ten times that of ordinary people. I don't know how much the power of heaven and earth he inhales every day can be called thousands of miles a day. However, since he fought with the fifth madman, whenever he practiced, the beads in his body can automatically rotate around the Buddha's magic beads, purify the power he inhaled, and then turn into a wisp of golden power into the veins of his whole body. He felt that his cultivation seemed to be stagnant.

"With my spiritual strength, I can't feel your realm. It's really strange." There is a strange color on the girl's face.

Murong Ruxue nodded with satisfaction and said, "The refining body is excellent, but your progress is very fast." She said seriously, "Although there is a difference between superior, superior and perfect, it is the most difficult situation to succeed. It can continue to strengthen the strength of the body with the improvement of the skills of martial arts practitioners..." Turning the words, she said, "The other two people don't say, in my opinion, Nangong is at least infinite. After reaching the peak of transformation, it may be higher..."

Han Feng heard the meaning of her words and asked, "Can't you beat him by leaping the level?" The yuan god who once defeated the thirteen demons in the Zhushen array gave him great confidence.

"Anyone who leaps the level and defeats his opponent is a genius, not just too rare. Moreover, these characters must work harder than others in each level of cultivation. She paused and said, "Tomorrow your opponent will be Duan Muyang. You have to study this person carefully." It seems that she regards Prince Nangong as her opponent, but she is not sure whether she can defeat this powerful opponent tomorrow. After all, she is the best state.

Han Feng suddenly said a strange sentence. Can I see this Nangong tomorrow?

Murong Ruxue also looked at him strangely, with the look in her eyes as if she were looking at a monster. Maybe she felt that Han Feng said something too much, right?

Han Feng quietly looked at the beautiful master in front of him and said it again.

Murong Ruxue asked a question. Do you know the four major families? Han Feng shook his head and asked, "Are there four great rich families?"

Murong Ruxue's face became heavy. You don't even know what the four major families are. It's really bold to say such a thing. The four major families are four big families, but they are the largest rich families in the four martial arts. There is a trace of mystery in her voice. The four major families: Nangong, Dongfang, Ximen and Shengtang are the four dimensions of today's world. Although their names are not obvious in the world, they are real giants. Some people say that if they want to, they even have the power to change the dynasty. Even the court has to look at their three colors. Some families are inextricably linked with the court of today's Xuanhuang Dynasty. It is said that they have the energy to influence the government. No one knows how powerful they are. She took a look at Han Feng and said, the prince Nangong was infinite. You should guess which family he came from, right?

"The Nangong family?"

Murong Ruxue nodded silently and said nothing...

Han Feng looked at the beautiful woman who was also a teacher and friend in front of him, and there was a strange feeling in his heart. Under the faint light of the blue lamp, he saw himself from Murong's beautiful eyes. After a moment of silence, he said lightly, "Even so, I still think I will meet him." There was an unusual firmness in the depths of his eyes and continued to explain: "It's not because of how confident I am, but even if I fail, you and Uncle Qingyue can easily fight against the weaker two, and there will be more chances of winning."

......

Murong Ruxue quietly looked at the strange teenager in front of her. There seemed to be something shining in her quiet eyes. Suddenly, she smiled, and there was a strange fragrance in the dark room, just like the south of the Yangtze River in March.

"Master, master... You boy, no matter how young the beauty is, you will be called old..."