After cultivating immortals, she became the darling of heaven

Chapter 270 The Real He Jingxuan
Seeing the two unconscious people, Bu Feiyan turned around and hid behind the corner of the wall, and disappeared into a breeze.

He Yu carried a bunch of Borneo fruits that were a little bigger than hawthorns that he had bought, and walked over carefully protecting it and said, "Young Master, look at this fruit is red and fresh...Young Master—where are you?"

The street in front of me was still full of pedestrians, but there was no such arrogant blue figure.

He looked left and right, looked around, but still did not see his shadow.

broken!The son is gone!

"How do you do things, you don't even know if the young master is gone..."

As a result, before he finished speaking, he saw two people lying on the ground, quickly dropped the fruit in his hands, and kept patting their faces.

"Wake up, you two wake up, where is the young master?"

"Cough cough..."

The two fainted people opened their eyes in a daze. When they saw He Yu, they seemed to remember something, and suddenly their expressions changed drastically.

"It's not good, young master, he ran away again!"

He Yu heard that his temples were throbbing, and this little ancestor disappeared again.

He suppressed his anger and patted the heads of the two of them and scolded: "What are you doing in a daze, why don't you hurry up and chase them!"

"Oh," the two of them were finally relieved after being slapped heavily by him, and they looked around in a panic looking for He Jingxuan's whereabouts.

At the foot of the Qinglin Mountains, in the grass behind the rocks.

A man with bare skin and tender upper body was unconscious.

At this time, there are monks who have experienced going down the mountain, and everyone is talking about this figure.

"Strange, why is he sleeping here?"

The other person frowned slightly, pinched his chin and said in thought: "From my point of view, he seems to have been knocked out and thrown here. It seems that the person must be desperate, so he took away the rare treasure from him."

The thin man in yellow said with a shrunken expression: "Not to mention, this kid's skin is as white as a woman's, and his skin is soft and tender to the touch. He must come from a big family."

A group of people commented on the unconscious He Jingxuan, and some of them looked at him with evil looks in their eyes.

At the foot of the mountain, no one came over for a long time, and the guarding soldiers looked forward with puzzled expressions.

Seeing a group of people gathered here, Cheng Qi and the others were also alarmed.

He said to Cheng Liu: "What's going on over there? Let's go and have a look."

A group of soldiers guarding the foot of the mountain came over, and the crowded crowd heard the yelling and made way for them on both sides.

Seeing the young man unconscious in the grass, Cheng Liu frowned and scolded: "What are you all doing here, why don't you hurry down the mountain?"

"Yes Yes Yes"

A group of people dispersed quickly after hearing the words.

Cheng Qi looked at the unconscious man with a pensive look on his face, and then he said to Cheng Liu, "Do you think he looks familiar?"

As soon as he reminded him, Cheng Liu immediately recalled: "Isn't he the second son of the He family? Something is wrong. We saw him go down the mountain with our own eyes."

"It's bad, the one we saw is probably fake, Cheng Qi, I remember that Bu girl is very good at disguise,"

Cheng Qi knew something was wrong when he heard the words.

It's bad, she must have knocked Mr. He unconscious, and then slipped away in his disguise.

"There's no other way, now we can only send this Mr. He back to He's family to take the blame and make meritorious deeds,"

It is undoubtedly a great thing for the He family to owe favors, and the city lord will deal with them lightly when he finds out about this.

The Nether River is sparkling, like a green satin river surrounded by mountains, and the surface of the river emits a faint halo under the sunlight.

On the river, a handsome man in Tsing Yi was lying on his side on the boat with a folding fan in his hand.

The man looked lazily and comfortably enjoying the sun.

There are mountains, waters and beauties, such a poetic and picturesque scene, attracted the hearts of several girls by the river.

It was the fishing season at this time, and the Nether River was an important traffic artery on the water surface, so people coming and going were naturally more frequent.

Among them, a gorgeously decorated sedan chair was parked by the river, and five bearers of unfathomable strength were waiting beside the sedan chair.

With such a powerful strength, he can only be a bearer. What is the identity of the person in the sedan chair?
Everyone at the riverside pier quietly looked at this gorgeous sedan chair.

One of the bearers opened the curtain and whispered to the people inside: "Master, that boy is born well, he is more handsome than anyone we have ever seen, should we do it?"

Only a deep and pleasant male voice sounded: "Don't be in a hurry, let's find out his reality before doing anything,"

"Yes!"

I saw a pair of slender fingers protruding from the sedan chair, the curtain was lifted from the inside, and an extraordinary handsome face appeared.

The man's sword eyebrows looked at the figure on the river, his sharp eyes narrowed slightly, and then he gave the bearer next to him a look.

"Go and find out his reality,"

"Yes!"

Bu Feiyan was enjoying the sunlight comfortably, when the hull of the boat swayed slightly suddenly, and the warm sun above her was suddenly blocked by a shadow.

Facing the uninvited guest who suddenly appeared on the boat, Bu Feiyan opened his eyes dissatisfied.

I saw a burly man with a square face and bushy eyebrows crossing his arms and looking at her with disdain.

This person was not a good person at first glance, Bu Feiyan frowned slightly, and said in a cold voice.

"What advice does this fellow Taoist have?"

As the saying goes, people don't offend me, and I don't offend others.

Facing the man's unreasonable eyes, Bu Feiyan's tone became stiff.

Hearing her blunt tone, the big man looked displeased, and a little boy dared to speak to her in such a tone.

He looked impatient, and said rudely: "Our master told you to go over,"

"Don't go,"

Bu Feiyan said coldly.

Hearing this, the burly man looked annoyed and said: "You brat, don't be ignorant of what's good and what's wrong. The master let you go there because he thinks highly of you. Don't force me to do it."

However, Bu Feiyan still half-lyed sideways on the boat, allowing the boat to drift down with the river.

Looking at her, she seemed to regard him as air.

Mu Jiang became anxious immediately, and grabbed Bu Feiyan with one hand: "Boy, since you don't know what's good and what's wrong, I'll do it myself."

As he spoke, he turned his hands into claws and grabbed at Bu Feiyan's collar.

"It's so noisy!"

Originally wanted to take a good rest, but there were always one or two flies coming out to make people disgusting, Bu Feiyan's beautiful eyebrows frowned, and there was a hint of tyranny in his eyes.

"Bold, master is the Second Highness of the Xueyun Leopard Clan? You little devil dares to be so rude to master. I will teach you a lesson for master today, you who don't know what is good or bad."

Hearing the man's domineering tone, Bu Feiyan was furious. Although this master has an extraordinary status, it's definitely not good for them to find him.

Bu Feiyan is a person who hates trouble, so she is too lazy to cause a lot of trouble for herself.

As soon as Mu Jiang grabbed his hand, there seemed to be a breeze blowing by his ears, and the handsome young man in front of him suddenly disappeared.

not good!

He hurriedly turned his head, but there was no one behind him, no, where did the people go?

(End of this chapter)