Chapter 331 Winning

Fengshen holds the green and delicate porcelain teacup in his hand. The water mist in the teacup is scattered in the air and fragrant. His face is calm, with a pair of slender eyes with a soft and warm smile. If Han Feng had not understood the person in front of him, he would have been an old monster more than 90 years ago. He almost believed that Convenience was a Confucian Junyan who was full of poetry and books. However, the depth revealed from the other party's eyes is like a secluded lake for thousands of years. That's definitely not an eye that a reader can have...

"Little guy, what do you think of the big man's chances of winning?" Fengshen took a sip of cloudy tea, narrowed his eyes and asked.

Han Feng smiled and asked, "Brother, what do you think?"

"Little slippery head," Fengshen smiled, "but I asked you first."

Han Feng smiled gently, revealing his snow-white teeth. He stared at the thick mist of tea one foot above the teacup in front of him. This tea is called Yunwu Old Tea, that is, when the tea is in the cup, even if the temperature of the tea slowly drops, there will still be a layer of clouds above the tea. The tea is delicate and light, like unpredictable clouds...

After a while, Han Feng looked up gently and said, "Do you want me to tell the truth or a lie?" Fengshen smiled and said, "How about lies?"

"A lie is that Sikong may be defeated."

"The truth?"

"The truth is that Sikong will definitely fail."

"What? Both of them are at the peak of gathering.

Han Feng didn't look up at the wind god who had been staring at him in front of him. He believed that the other party was a strong man in the virtual world. For this answer, it should have been well-established. Ask him, it's just an examination for him... He poured the clear green tea in the cup into his mouth, not like drinking tea, but like a cow. Han Feng stared at the clouds slowly dissipating in front of him. He said softly, "Because Sikong split sky met a real murderer."

"Oh, won't Sikong split the sky kill people?" Feng Shendao, his eyes fixed on Han Feng's face. It seems that you can see a flower on it. Yes, if someone says that Sikong Litian, the commander of the Black Armor Army, will not kill people, then people will think that he has gone crazy. Fengshen said, "Although Sikong Jutian is only 29 years old, there are not a thousand or 800 people he has killed. In those years, he also went to the northern Xinjiang camp. As the commander of the right guard of the cavalry army, he came from the shadow of swords and swords. His military achievements could rank in the top 50 in the whole dynasty army..."

Han Feng said, "Although I don't know what the situation was like on the battlefield, I can feel a kind of death from the wild lion Bismaek that day. That's the real breath of death. Only those who have really experienced death can have this breath... His physical strength is even more than I have never seen before..."

Fengshen has understood the meaning of Han Feng's words, and the latter did not feel the trembling breath from Sikong Split Sky. He is the standard. It seems that what Han Feng said is unreasonable, but in fact it is the most reasonable. He is a scale in the middle. The desert lion Bismarck made him smell death, but Sikong split the sky did not. He didn't say anything more. I didn't agree or disagree with what Han Feng said...

After a while, Fengshen suddenly raised his head and asked, "If it were you, could you defeat that person?"

Han Feng naturally knows that the person in the wind myth refers to Bismarck. He stared at the empty teacup in his hand for a long time and said three words softly: I don't know.

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Because the owner of the half-hearted medical center has returned. So more people came here to see a doctor. Han Feng still became his half-baked doctor.

Those disaster victims have bypassed Wuyun City and went south, so there are much fewer beggars and nomigrants in the city. Han Feng's business is also much lighter. However, because his consultation fee is cheap. There are still a lot of people coming and going. Xiaoding held a big fan in the front room to stir up a fire, and the black ancient tripod was fragrant with wisps of medicine. Han Feng sat in front of the black Nanmu high platform to take medicine for the patient's pulse.

I heard that Dr. Han of the Half-Heart Medical Center has opened again. Many patients came to the door again to ask for medicine. Some beautiful girls also came. Because I heard that there is a handsome and kind Dr. Han in the Half-hearted Medical Center. Most of the people came to see the young and handsome Dr. Han when they were sick. There were also some girls who couldn't help but fall in love and hinted to Han Feng, but Han Feng was not lonely. Although he pretended to be confused and avoided the past, he gradually fell in love with the profession of doctor. Looking at people's gratitude or admiration, Han Feng felt that there was still something interesting in this world...

Today, he didn't dare to make a mistake. Those girls who rushed to the half-hearted medical center, didn't know whether it was to see the young and handsome Dr. Han or to see a doctor, just took some medicine and lowered their heads with red eyes and went out... Because I don't know when there was a beautiful girl in the Half-hearted Medical Center. The girl was like a beautiful white lotus, smiling and wrapping medicine for every patient who came to see the doctor. Her slender fingers are like green onions in early spring, which makes people's eyes unbearable to leave. The ten slender jade fingers just flowed slightly, and then picked up a packet of medicine. The action is smooth, just like an artist...

"Hey, Dr. Han, you are really blessed to be a good person. It's really a good person to marry such a beautiful daughter-in-law..."

An old lady who was 50 years old waited for Han Feng to give him a prescription, took the medicine handed over by the beautiful woman, and couldn't help nagging.

It's broken. Han Feng took a peek at the beautiful woman in white beside him and said to the old lady quickly said, "Old lady, you misunderstood. This is not my daughter-in-law. Please take this medicine well. Remember to take it twice a day with warm water, avoid being cold and work less. He blocked the old lady's words back. The old lady was changed the topic and cared about her illness. After a few words, he opened the door and went out. I could still hear the nagging in her mouth from afar...

"Cough," Han Feng smiled awkwardly at Murong Ruxue beside him, "Master, there are a lot of you. Don't be angry."

Murong Ruxue's beautiful face was as usual. Her spring-like eyes looked at Han Feng and said, "What are you talking about?"

Han Feng quickly explained, "The old man is old and her eyes are not good. Don't be angry about her words."

"What I'm saying is, when did I become an old man?" Murong Ruxue said angrily. Han Feng suddenly realized that the former was not angry because of the old lady's words, but because he had just accidentally called the other party an old man. Busy apologizing...

It turned out that the people of Qingcheng Martial Arts Academy lived in Wuxiangju for a period of time. Seeing that those people of the Bailian religion and the Nangong family did not come to the door, some brothers went back to the mountain to practice under the leadership of Yan Wuqing. Murong Ruxue, Qingyue, Lan Yingying and other five or six people, because they haven't been out of the mountain for a long time, want to stay in this Wuyun City for a longer time to help Han Feng. When Yan Wu was injured and left, he told him, "If there is anything, you can contact him by voice. There is now a powerful macaron thalcon in Qingcheng Martial Arts Academy. They can fly thousands of miles a day. At that time, if the situation is urgent, they can apply to the elders in the door and ride over. It should be able to arrive in three hours... Han Feng is naturally grateful.

Today, there was a temple fair in Wuyun City. Lan Yingying and others had nothing to do, so they went out to hang out... Murong Ruxue came to the half-hearted hospital to help from time to time. Today, she came over again unconsciously...

After a while, the patient did not come to the door. Han Feng and Murong Ruxue were silent and didn't know what to say for a moment. After a while of silence, Han Feng felt that neither of them spoke and was always a little embarrassed, so he looked up to say a few words. However, when he looked up, he found that Murong Ruxue beside him also raised her head and was looking at him, opening her mouth to speak.

Murong Ruxue said, "What are you going to say?"

Han Feng smiled and said, "Say it first."

Murong Ruxue pondered for a moment and suddenly said, "Why do I think you seem to have something on your mind?" Han Feng smiled and said, "What's on my mind? Maybe you are an illusion." Murong Ruxue frowned and said, "My feeling has never been missed. I haven't seen you for many days. This time I see you, I always feel that you are worried. Do you have something to hide from me?" Han Feng smiled and covered up, "How could I hide something from you? Isn't that a great crime of disrespect?" He can tell Murong Ruxue about Yue Yusu and others. Murong Ruxue said, "Is it for women?" Han Feng smiled and said, "Of course it's for women. Master, you are here every day, which puts me under a kind of pressure and dare not slack off for fear of making any mistakes..."

Murong's eyes are as beautiful as spring water, as if they can see through Han Feng's heart, making his heart beat hard. He knew that the beautiful and wise master in front of him was smart. Nothing will be hidden from her... Looking at him a few times, Murong Ruxue couldn't see anything for a moment...

Across the wall of the half-heart medical center, there was the sound of silk bamboo in the distance, and there was a faint sound of cheering. Han Feng was a little uncomfortable by the other party's eyes, and his mind was moved. Suddenly, he said, "Today is the temple fair. Master Qingyue and the others don't know where they have gone. Do you want to have a look?" Murong Ruxue is no longer than two years older than Han Feng. In the Qingcheng Martial Arts Academy, she is the person who makes Han Feng feel closest to her heart... The two also have similar temperaments.

Murong Ruxue's attention was indeed diverted by Han Feng's words. She looked at Han Feng and said, "Okay, you son of a bitch, you should accompany your teacher..." Han Feng got up and pretended to bow and said, "Yes."

He told Xiaoding a few words, and the two walked out of the half-hearted medical center together...