Martial Arts: Start from Getting Xiao Li Fei Dao

Li Feng smiled lightly, lowered his head, peeled an orange for Xue Bing, and handed it to the girl beside him. The girl smiled softly, "Li Feng, you are so kind."

Xue Bing took the food that Li Feng handed over and happily ate the oranges. She didn't despise Lu Xiaofeng, she just sat there quietly, much quieter than before.

She was afraid that she would influence Li Feng's fight.

"Looks like Lu Xiaofeng has become a living king."

Sikong Zhaixing couldn't help but continue.

Ximen Chuixue stared at Li Feng, his eyes were always cold.

Li Feng naturally saw Ximen Chuixue's eyes and ignored his cold, murderous eyes, "There's a 0 o'clock noise here, you shouldn't mind."

"It's okay, as long as I'm with you, I can go anywhere."

Xue Bing stuck out her tongue at Li Feng, the tigress Xue Bing, in front of Li Feng, really turned into a kitten.

Lu XiaoFeng kept drinking there, he really wanted to get drunk and never wake up.

Ximen Chuixue looked at the scene in front of him with contempt, "I'm tired, call me up in the evening."

After he got up, he looked at Sun Xiuqing beside him and said, "Well."

Sun Xiuqing nodded, looking at Li Feng with a vague gaze.

Li Feng and Xue Bing glanced at Ye Gucheng, who was in front of the door not far away, but never entered the door.

Ye Gucheng is like a sword, a sharp sword. He is lonely and lonely now. He only occasionally lowers his head and glances at the wine that Li Feng handed him before.

"tasty?"

A white afterimage flashed by.

"Interesting, very light work."

Sikong Zhaixing patted Lu Xiaofeng on the shoulder, "Do you want me to avenge you?

"No need! Don't make trouble for me."

Lu XiaoFeng shook his head.

"There are always a lot of setbacks in life. It seems that you like Miss Xue Bing very much, but you must understand that he now belongs to my eldest brother."

Li Xunhuan drank his wine and raised his glass to Lu Xiaofeng.

"I know, so I can't face Xue Bing no matter what."

Lu XiaoFeng took a jar of spirits, turned around and walked out of the hall, he no longer wanted to drink here.

"A gentleman does not win people's love, even I, Sikong Zhaixing, know things."

Sikong Zhaixing said coldly, just after he finished speaking, he looked at Ximen Chuixue who was leaving, "Ximen Chuixue, is this duel about life and death?"

"It's not about life or death."

Ximen Chuixue shook his head.

"why"

Sikong Zhaixing asked.

"I just want to die under the sword, but I also long to fight Xiao Li Feidao."

Ximen Chuixue looked at Li Feng with regretful eyes, and his eyes were full of longing.

"It's not actually a conflict, I can beat you with a sword."

Li Feng laughed.

"But you're not worthy of a sword."

Ximen Chuixue said coldly, he left after leaving such a sentence.

"It seems that you really don't understand swords.

It is. ”

Li Feng got up slowly, walked past Aunt Gongsun's side, and then walked to Ye Gucheng, who was holding a sword in his arms in the scorching sun.

Ye Gucheng stood there quietly, staring at the pot of wine that Li Feng gave him.

"tasty?"

Li Feng asked.

"No taste."

Ye Gucheng's indifferent former man, if it were someone else, he would not be able to reply.

Li Feng leaned on the door rail, "You are"

"My sword, why doesn't it even cut the wine thrown at me?"

Ye Gucheng stared at the man in front of him.

"Because you didn't use all your strength."

Li Feng laughed.