Chapter 313 Re-Swear

Zizhuxuan's cabin. Han Feng was holding a belly and burping, and the ground was full of chicken bones and fish bones. Han Yan was staring at him in a daze. The empty bowls on the table are going to surpass Han Feng's head.

Han Feng stretched out his hand and grabbed the last chicken wing with his greasy hand. Put it on your mouth and nibble it. He asked vaguely, "Han Yan, is there any delicious food? I'll bring it all to your young master..."

Han Yan cried with a sad face, "Young master, needless to say, you have eaten ten chickens, eight fish, three catties of bacon, and 80% of the things prepared by Zizhuxuan. It's really gone..."

"Oh, no."

Han Feng burped unsatisfiedly, "It's really stingy. Prepare more in the future." Han Yan muttered and packed up...

After a while, Han Yan came back. Han Feng remembered something and asked the former, "In the days when I was recovering from my wounds, nothing happened in Zizhuxuan, right?"

"My lord, did you just remember?" Han Yan complained, "I was scared during your retreat..."

"Oh?"

Han Feng cast a look of inquiry and put it on Han Yan's bitter gourd face. Han Yan said, "My lord, during your retreat. From time to time, there are lightning and thunder and black fog in the whole village... It seems that the sky has changed, and there are sad ghost calls from time to time. I want to go out and have a look, but when I think of your instructions, I also stop thinking about it. I stay in the cabin all day long, listening to the ghosts crying and howling outside... You don't wake up. You really don't know what happened..."

Han Feng said to himself, "It seems that someone wants to enter Zizhuxuan, which should be blocked. The three knives and demons are not good stubbles. Ordinary people must come in to die..."

Han Yan is still nagging, "Young master, who on earth have you offended? Did you come to the door? Do you want me to tell the master..." Han Feng said, "Well, it's just a few inconsight of little thieves. Your young master is not paper. Don't tell the old man to worry about it..."

Seeing what he said, Han Yan no longer talked too much.

Han Feng made a strange rune, and the microwave vibrated in the air. After a moment, the door of the room opened without wind, and a strange wind blew. Three tall figures such as hammer demons appeared in the room.

"Ga Ga, stinky boy, are you all right?"

The sound of the hammer magic stimulating the human eardrum sounded. It is looking at Han Feng curiously...

"Ha ha, after several people's care, the boy is ready."

"Has anything happened these days?" Han Feng then asked.

The stick cracked his mouth and laughed, "There are a few bad kids who want to come in, three of them are destroyed by your Lao Shizi array, five of whom want to run, and they are destroyed by me and other three people..."

It speaks very proudly and can see the joy of the other party. However, Han Feng can imagine that the person who can't be trapped in this Chiyang sword array should be a great master, but he didn't expect to be folded in the hands of these three old monsters...

"Oh, that's right. It's much quieter these days. There is not even a bird..." The hammer demon interrupted, "My palm is itchy..."

"Oh?"

Han Feng said in his heart that it seems that the other party's method has changed. I just don't know why it suddenly calmed down. I believe that the other party is not such an easy person to give up...

"Now that the task of Laozimen has been completed, we have to go back. Don't forget our agreement..."

The knife demon said in a loud voice. Han Feng nodded, and the three old demons turned into three lights and disappeared...

The old demons had just disappeared, and the sound of dripping suddenly sounded from Han Feng's Xumi bag. Han Feng's heart moved and took out something from the Xumi bag.

That thing was the treasure given to him by the teacher when he and the people of the Qingcheng Martial Arts Academy were separated - Qianli Chuanyin.

Han Feng was a little uneasy. He hasn't been in touch for so many days. Why did he suddenly get a message, but he didn't know what happened?

With a gentle press in his hand in the complicated rune of thousands of miles, an oval mirror appeared in the air, which looked very magical. Han Yan had been stunned for a long time. He never thought that his young master would have such a magical treasure. It seems that the young master is really a treasure house with endless treasures...

The mirror in the air emits a little light, but it is empty inside...

Han Feng shouted, "Which senior of the division is summoned? Please show up." After he finished speaking, he quietly waited for a familiar face of the senior of the school to appear in the mirror, but after waiting for a long time, there was no movement in the mirror, hovering there as if it were a spring water...

Han Feng muttered in his heart, is it possible that his baby has not been used for a long time? But this is a treasure handed down from teachers for countless years, and there should be no possibility of failure... He also thought about which brother in the division was joking with him? However, I don't have a deep friendship with the people in the Qingcheng Martial Arts Academy, and no one should dare to joke with me with this kind of teacher's treasure...

Han Feng stared at it for a long time, but no one appeared. He rubbed his sore eyes and cursed, "It's really nonsense. Nothing happens. I ate too much..."

He reached out to turn off the thousand-mile transmission. At this moment, a crisp voice sounded, "How dare you insult Master? Damn it. It seems that you don't want to live... As a teacher, I must punish you well..."

I don't know how many pluses there are in the crisp sound, which sounds very familiar. Han Feng couldn't help but be excited and almost threw out the thousands of miles in his hand...

A wry smile appeared on his face, and a beautiful head appeared in the mirror. It's like suddenly popping out from the side... The room suddenly lit up...

The red lips and teeth, and the eyes are like a beautiful moon. Yao's nose and phoenix eyes, a long black and bright hair are casually rolled up behind her, inserting a green jade hairpin, which is beautiful and quiet...

He couldn't hide his narrow smile on his face, but looked at Han Feng with a serious face.

"You son of a bitch, how dare you insult your master? What's the crime?" There was no irritation in her words.

This beautiful girl in front of us is not Murong Ruxue, who else?......

Han Feng was stunned for a moment. Unexpectedly, this girl who walked into her dream abruptly appeared in front of her for a moment. His thoughts did not react for a moment...

Looking at his dull appearance, the girl's eyes also flashed with a crystal clear look and said with a smile, "Look at your stupid goose, why don't you kneel down when you see the master?"

Murong Ruxue is indeed a generation older than Han Feng in Qingcheng Martial Arts Academy. She has indeed taught Han Feng martial arts, but she is less than a few years older than Han Feng, and there is a relationship between the two, so her master's airs has never been put up. In Han Feng's mind, she is more like a sister. But her personality is more like a little sister...

"Teacher... Master."

Han Feng shouted, Murong Ruxue smiled, which was almost the same, and I forgave your disrespect. Han Feng was aggrieved and panicked, and the other party's prank made him not know what to say.

"Yes, Master, what can I do for you?"

A smile flashed in his eyes and suddenly said seriously.

"What's the matter?"

Murong Ruxue was obviously very happy. When she was mentioned by Han Feng, she patted her head and remembered, "It's not for you stinky boy... You'll be fine if you have nothing to do..."

The voice of a woman next to her sounded, "You don't know how much you have caused, which worried the masters, brothers and sisters in the door...

A face like a autumn moon flashed in the bright mirror, elegant and quiet. Han Feng looked at it, which was his other master - Qingyue. Han Feng was surprised and said, "Master Qingyue, are you there too?"

"Yes, we are all here, so that you won't be bullied and say that there is no one in Qingcheng..."

"Is it coming?"

Han Feng couldn't help asking, "Yes, here it comes." A smile appeared on Qingyue's quiet face and said, "We can stay in your fragranceless now."

"No Xiangju?" Han Feng looked at it and found that the following scene was a little familiar. Only then did he know that many people from Qingcheng had arrived in Wuyun City.

"Ha ha, I don't know that Master Qingyue has come, and everyone else has come."

In Han Feng's surprised eyes, the bright mirror was a little bigger, and many people's faces flashed in the mirror.

Elder Xi Zhong, Master Yan Wu, Sister Lan Yingying... Many brothers who don't know Qingcheng, even Wu Jinlong, who has always had trouble with him, appeared in the mirror... Everyone looked at him, and their eyes flashed with the look of reunion after a long separation.

"What are you?" Han Feng was a little stunned.

Qingyue said, "I haven't heard that you have a grudge against the Nangong family, and there are also those people from the White Lotus Sect. The people of the Martial Arts Academy care about you and are afraid that you will have any mistakes, so let's take a look..."

"Let them know that Qingcheng Martial Arts Academy is not empty." The latter sentence was added by Yan Wushuai. There was a proud look in his eyes, and it could be seen that his cultivation had been greatly improved.

Han Feng suddenly felt a little sore in his nose, and an inexplicable emotion surged in his heart. Although Qingcheng Martial Arts Academy is one of the four martial arts institutes in the world, there is still a big gap between its strength and the four major families, not to mention the mysterious and unimaginable white lotus religion. Unexpectedly, for its own sake, these Qingcheng Martial Arts Academy's peers have come, which is the risk of attracting disaster for the school...

It can be seen that among these peers, Murong Ruxue, who has the highest cultivation, is just a state of cohesion and perfection. Han Feng's eyes flashed with a bright light, and he suddenly shouted, "Haha, some young people, it's enough for me to let the masters and brothers come... Haha..." While he spoke, he was very proud and not like the usual Han Feng.

Some emotions can't be covered up. Qingcheng's peers suddenly felt a strange emotion surging in the crowd and took a step further emotionally. Sometimes, it is so strange between people. Although they get along with each other day and night, their feelings are indifferent and blocked, but inadvertently, there is an unexpected approach to one thing emotionally...

At this moment, Zizhuxuan.

Han Feng made a heavy oath in the bottom of his heart: One day, he must make Qingcheng Wuyuan, a small martial arts academy that is inconspicuous in the Xuanhuang Dynasty, famous throughout the whole Xuanhuang continent!

There is a stuffy thunder rolling in Zizhuxuan...