Fantasy: It Turns Out That I Am a Peerless God of War

Yi Feng wanted to refuse, but Yin Xiong's kindness was difficult, so he had to accept it calmly. I'm afraid this Baofeng Chamber of Commerce may really plan to develop in this direction!

After leaving the Baofeng Chamber of Commerce, Yi Feng returned to the martial arts hall, and he felt a lot more relaxed.

With the full operation of the Baofeng Chamber of Commerce, he must really be able to make some money, and he will no longer have to worry about this aspect.

At the same time, Luo Lanxue and Yin Luoli also returned to Qingshan Gate, and reported the matter to Qingshan Patriarch in time.

"Good, well done."

Ancestor Qingshan said with joy on his face, "It seems that our relationship with senior is getting better and better. It's just a pity that senior borrowed my magic sword, but I didn't cut Xuanwu to the sword."

"Yeah!" Luo Lanxue also sighed slightly, but still asked suspiciously: "Master, you chased the Xuanwu ancestor Wan Yuli with the divine sword that day, depending on the situation, he will be beheaded by you no matter what. Under the knife, how could it be…”

"Hey, the information about Xuanwu was wrong before!"

Old Ancestor Qingshan sighed: "It was only after the real fight that I realized that he has been in King Wu for more than 30 years. In addition, I am not strong enough to fully control the divine sword, and this has allowed him to escape!"

"No wonder..."

Luo Lanxue just nodded her head, her face was full of lingering fears, if it wasn't for Mr. Yi's divine sword, I'm afraid she would have lost her master when she was in the wind and rain that day!

"By the way, Xue'er, you hand over that person Jinguo to Senior!" Seemingly remembering something, the ancestor of Qingshan said quickly.

"A total of eight have been handed over to senior." Luo Lanxue said respectfully.

"That's good, that's good." Old Ancestor Qingshan nodded his head, then waved his palm, took out a jade box, and said, "Xue'er, there is a human crystal fruit here, take it and share it with Luo Li. Bar!"

"Ah, Master, how can this be done? This person has only nine crystal fruits in a thousand years. You should enjoy such a precious thing yourself!" Luo Lanxue quickly declined.

"It's all right, I have been fortunate enough to taste one of the petals with your master for a thousand years. Originally, nine of them were to be given to Senior Yi, but I thought of you two, so I specially gave one to you." Old Qingshan Zu said with a smile.

"Master." Luo Lanxue had tears in her eyes.

"Go on, I have to retreat as a teacher. When I go out, follow me to visit the seniors again." After saying that, the Qingshan ancestor had already closed his eyes.

"Yes, the disciple retire."

Only then did Luo Lanxue hold the jade box in both hands and respectfully retreat.

Time passed quietly.

It is already late autumn.

And Yi Feng's book has been successfully published under the full operation of Baofeng Chamber of Commerce.

martial arts.

Yi Feng sat beside the bed and put his palm on Zhong Qing's forehead.

"Master, I'm fine." Zhong Qing opened his eyes and said, "Go and rest, I'll go to cook when I'm comfortable."

"You still said it's okay?" Yi Feng's face sank, and he scolded lightly, "Look at your fever, look at your swollen hands and feet, lie down for me, and don't move anywhere."

Yi Feng rarely got angry, which made Zhong Qing silently shut his mouth.

Seeing this, Yi Feng sighed softly.

It's just that he didn't put too much attention on Zhong Qing. This child practiced boxing all day, causing muscle strain and swollen hands and feet. With the addition of a cold and a cold, he was already haggard.

After covering Zhong Qing with the quilt, Yi Feng walked to the front hall in a state of exhaustion, then carried the bamboo basket on his back, planning to go to the back mountain of Pingjiang City to get some medicine for Zhong Qing.

Although the child Zhong Qing has known each other for a while, and even added a part of the financial burden to Yi Feng, since he came, Yi Feng does not need to do all the trivial matters by himself.

In his heart, this child has long been part of his family.

Before leaving, Yi Feng told the servant on the opposite side to take care of Zhong Qing. After all, he didn't know how many days it would take to go, and then walked into the mountain with a sickle.

The so-called dead horse in Wangshan is exactly like this. It took three days for Yi Feng to reach the foot of the mountain.

Fortunately, there are no big beasts in this mountain. Usually, you can rely on wild fruits and hares to feed your stomach. The mountain springs can quench your thirst, and at the same time you are cooking medicine. Although you are tired, some of the strange beauty in the mountains is also a rare visual feast.

And these days Yi Feng was in the mountains, Pingjiang City has set off a wave of chasing books.

A book "Supreme Treasure and Zixia Fairy" was born.

The love-hate relationship between the two protagonists in the book, by accident, has resonated with countless people, so the first edition released was swept away.

This is not only for mortals, but even most of the female disciples of Qingshanmen are basically holding a book.

"Sir's book is really good-looking. I am afraid that only a person like Mr. can write this kind of book!"

Luo Lanxue sat cross-legged on the top of Qingshanmen Mountain, with clouds and mists passing by, and her pretty body was looming and beautiful from a distance.

But in two days, Luo Lanxue finished the book. When the book was closed, whether it was out of regret or reluctance to part with the story in the book, her beautiful eyes were filled with fog.

"Cher."

At this time, a figure fell beside Luo Lanxue. He brought his own power and looked at Luo Lanxue with his hands behind him.

"I have seen the sect master and senior brother."

The person who came was Zhu Yun from Qingshanmen, and Luo Lanxue got up to meet him.

"Xue'er, why is Zongzhong so neglectful recently, and there are no disciples cultivating in the martial arts field?"

As soon as Zhu Yun came out of the retreat, he found that the Qingshan Gate was unprecedentedly quiet, and there was no such bright scene in the past. As the door owner, he naturally did not want to see this scene, and there was a trace of anger on his face when he spoke.

Hearing this, Luo Lanxue gave a wry smile, and then said, "Reporting to the sect master, senior brother, I'm afraid this has something to do with Mr. Yi's book."

"Mr. Yi's book?"

Zhu Yun was suddenly startled, stretched out his hand and said, "Do you have one?"

Luo Lanxue stretched out her jade hand.

Zhu Yun took the book, held it in his hands solemnly, and asked, "Is this really written by Mr. Yi?"

Luo Lanxue nodded solemnly.

Zhu Yun took a breath of excitement, and as soon as the soles of his feet swept away, he reached the sky.

"Brother you?"

Luo Lanxue shouted.

"I'll be in retreat for two days. You can help me deal with things in Zongzhong. I'll discuss it later." Zhu Yun's voice transmission came from the sky.

Luo Lanxue was startled.

"Sect Master Senior Brother, didn't you just come out of retreat?"

But the sky…

No more echoes.