Chapter 314 Back to No Fragrance

Han Feng was moved, but he didn't express it on his face. He was originally the kind of character who was unwilling to declare his feelings...

"Ha ha, good boy really has some personality. I'm afraid there are not many people in the Xuanhuang Dynasty who can regard the Nangong family and Bailianjiao as the younger generation... Crazy enough..."

He spoke without hurt. Although he was a little grudge against Han Feng, Han Feng's words were a little appetizing for him, so he couldn't help admiring it... Invisibly, the favorable impression of Han Feng has greatly increased.

A young man under the age of 20 regards those huge things of the Xuanhuang Dynasty as nothing, which is indeed a little impressive. If this word comes out, I don't know how many people will shake...

" By the way, Master Qingyue, how can these news be sent back to Qingcheng? Come here."

Qingyue smiled gently, like the soft moonlight in the night, which looked indescribably beautiful. "Do you think my Qingcheng knows nothing about the news about the world, just practicing behind closed doors? Ha ha, I don't know how many messengers come back to Qingcheng to report every day. The messenger mentioned by Qingyue is the eyes and ears of Qingcheng all over the world. Today, the Xuanhuang Dynasty is turbulent, and every sect, large and small, is seeking peace in chaos. Therefore, they have inserted their eyes and ears in all major cities or sects in the world to obtain first-hand information to deal with it in time... Qingcheng has a special church, sending those smart and capable disciples to search for intelligence everywhere... Han Feng's time in Qingcheng was very short, so he was not clear about the many arrangements of Qingcheng...

At this time, a voice suddenly sounded, "Brother Han killed Nangong, broke the prestige of the Red Lotus Venerable of the White Lotus, won the first place in the competition of the four giants of Wuyun City, and has long been famous all over the world..."

Han Feng frowned slightly and turned his eyes. It was not someone else who spoke, but the beautiful and quiet woman who had been looking at him quietly - Lan Yingying. It is also Sister Lan who saved him in the back mountain of Qingcheng.

The other party looked at him and couldn't say what it was like. His voice was quiet, like a soft rope, binding his thoughts and emotions. He smiled unnaturally and said, "Sister Lan, are you here too?"

"Well," Lan Yingying sounded gently with her delicate little Yao's nose, and her eyes were a little strange. You only pay attention to me now. "But you have also made a big grudge now. I'm afraid it's difficult to walk..."

Han Feng picked out his eyebrows slightly and said lightly, "Really?" His voice is soft, but the unrulyness and meaning are already in it...

"If people don't offend me, I won't offend them." It has always been Han Feng's creed, and he has never been a person who goes around things. Murong Ruxue beside him is already shaking his head gently...

"Young master, how are you? Is everything okay?"

A young voice suddenly came from the side, and with the words, a handsome young man's smiling face appeared. Han Feng felt a little familiar. He looked carefully and shouted, "Are you Xiaoding?" The speaker turned out to be the beggar child he brought back from the street, and now his appearance has changed a lot. The face is red, white or white, and a handsome face has also gained a lot of weight. At first glance, Han Feng almost didn't recognize him...

"Yes, I'm Xiaoding! Young master, you recognize me." In the mirror hanging in the air, Xiaoding cheered, "Just now, Xiao Lv bet with me that you can't recognize me."

Han Feng smiled. Xiaoding said, "Young master, where are you?"

Everyone looked at each other and laughed. Just now, everyone talked for a long time, but they didn't ask Han Feng where he was. Such an important word was actually asked by a child.

Han Feng smiled and said, "I'm in Zizhuxuan, don't worry. Well, isn't this your brother Han?" While talking, he dragged Han Yan to the front of Qianli Chuanying, and Xiaoding obviously saw Han Yan. He laughed and said, "I saw Brother Han. Young master, it's okay if you have nothing to do. When will you come back?

Han Feng said, "Is everyone all right?"

Xiaoding said, "We are all fine. You are not at home. A few days ago, many terrible masters came to hang out around our Wuxiangju and the half-hearted medical center. It's terrible. A trace of worry appeared on his little face.

Han Feng frowned slightly. He knew that what Xiaoding said should be that the people of Bailian Sect were looking for his whereabouts everywhere...

"Is everyone all right?"

He asked again, and Xiaoding said, "We have nothing to do. Thanks to the masters, uncles, uncles and aunts of Qingcheng Martial Arts Academy, we have come." Han Feng was slightly stunned, master? He almost laughed. Xiaoding called the people in Qingcheng the master, and the uncle should not be wrong. However, he really didn't know what his mood was when he thought of those young people who were only 20 or 30 years old and were called masters. He is really an ageless hero. He is five years old. The radish grows on the back...

"Well, the leader of the Green Snake Gang, She Junhao, also shot many masters, and those people didn't dare to make up."

Han Feng said in his heart, "She Junhao is really a good friend... It seems that trouble has come, and I have to think of something, otherwise one day, the people around me will suffer from the disaster..."

He was meditating here, and Xiaoding said, "Young master, come back quickly. I don't know why those bad guys suddenly disappeared. It seems that he is afraid of the masters, uncles, uncles and aunts of Qingcheng..."

Han Feng smiled and said, "I'll go back now." He and the people in Qingcheng exchanged a few more words, and then turned off the thousands of miles of transmission...

Han Feng said in his heart that he didn't seem to know what had happened, otherwise the Bailian Sect would not have left so rashly, but he thought about it and couldn't figure out what had happened, which made the demon of the Bailian Sect disappear so easily...

Han Feng decided to go back to Wuyun City to have a look...

He did not give up the array in Zizhuxuan. Since the other party has paid attention to this, Han Feng slightly changed the Chiyang sword array into a permanent arrangement to prevent it from being used by the enemy...

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When Han Feng's figure appeared in Wuyun City, the city had no other change except that it looked a little depressed and when he left. In the past two years, the barbarians in the north have been encroaching on the land of the Xuanhuang Dynasty, and the court is overwhelmed by themselves. There was another drought in the south. Although the disaster victims were temporarily appeased and did not bring a great impact to the court, small turbulence continued to occur at any time. Some of the victims' armed forces** rose one after another, making the court very busy...

His half-hearted hospital was temporarily closed because he left suddenly. He didn't go back... Reopen and wait for things to settle down.

Han Feng went directly to Wuxiangju. What surprised Han Feng was that the road of Yurufang was full of people, riding horses and sedan chairs... Including those walking drivers, the hawkers are also bustling with traffic, like water...

The stream of people is going in one direction...

At this moment, it was time to eat. Han Feng had some thoughts. He wanted to happen to go to Wuxiangju and have a good meal. I didn't drink spring wine for many days, and my heart felt a little itchy. When Han Feng walked in front of Wuxiangju, he finally understood the destination of these people.

He couldn't help but be stunned. Countless people came and went in and out of the gatehouse of Wuxiangju. In the turbulent crowd, there are hundreds of people...

"Which dignitre is this to celebrate my concubine's birthday? Or to celebrate the birth of a prince?......"

Han Feng thought about it secretly, but looking at this image, it doesn't look like it, because there are all kinds of people in the exchange. People don't carry gifts in their hands...

The smell of wine and meat floated out of the room, and the sound of children shouting came from time to time, and the sound of drinking wine came to the ears, making people greedy...

"What a red scene!" Han Feng couldn't help sighing in his heart. He looked up, and the lint was carved with the regular characters of the three silver hooks and iron paintings of "Wuxiangju". Han Feng wiped his eyes and saw it correctly... Only then did I get rid of the idea of going the wrong way...

"When did it become so popular?"

Han Feng muttered and walked forward, followed the flow of people into Wuxiangju. At this time, a young man in short clothes came over with a white hand towel on his shoulder, a typical young man in Wuyuncheng. He said enthusiastically, "Sir, what can I do for you? Our restaurant is fried and fried, with all kinds of things, and there is also Chunyang old wine specially brought from Wuhuang City. You will be satisfied..."

The child chattered in Han Feng's ear, but the latter's mind had already slipped away. He replied, "Well, I'm looking for Lao Ma."

"Old horse?"

The child was slightly stunned and obviously didn't hear Han Feng's meaning. He smiled and said, "Your son, you need to find someone to invite someone else. Our restaurant is a restaurant, and there is no old horse." The child saw that Han Feng didn't need to eat and wanted to chase him out, but his attitude was okay...

Han Feng's face sank slightly and said, "I'm looking for Lao Ma to know the way."

The young Xiao Er finally heard who Han Feng was looking for. He looked up and down in surprise and asked, "Are you looking for Boss Ma?"

Han Feng nodded. The second was silent and said, "What can I do for you? Boss Ma of this store is greeting Wang Shilang in the court. If there is nothing wrong, don't disturb him..."

Han Feng was slightly stunned. How could this happen? When did the old horse's threshold become so high? He was a little uncertain. Just as he was about to speak, a voice suddenly sounded...

"Young master, are you back?"

Han Feng turned his head and saw a middle-aged man standing at the door of the stairs. Wearing precious purple silk, wearing a square scarf often worn by the superiors of Wuyun City, and a golden ring on his finger. It looks very luxurious. The middle-aged man was looking at Han Feng with a surprised face. It's Uncle Ma...

"Uncle Ma."

Han Feng smiled. Uncle Ma grabbed it in two steps, reached out and grabbed Han Feng's arm, and said in surprise, "Son, you're back." The simple smile on his face can't be fake... He had already dragged his purple silk robe to the ground and was stained with dust. It seems that he is afraid that Han Feng will run away...

The little second child next to him had been stunned for a long time, but he didn't expect that the noble Boss Ma in his mind had lost his temper. Who is this teenager in front of him?

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