Martial Arts: Start from Getting Xiao Li Fei Dao

A cold voice sounded from behind.

After the honest monk and Uncle Guisun heard the voice, they paused: with fearful eyes, they looked back in horror, and the man in white as snow was looking at the two of them lightly.

The long sword on his back, his eyes were indifferent, and he said with a smile that was not a smile.

"Ouyang Qing is covered by the famous Xiao Li Feidao. How dare we let her drink with us again."

After the honest monk heard the words, he couldn't help laughing awkwardly.

"Master, I was wrong, please bypass me."

Uncle Guisun remembered the incident when Li Feng cut off his legs that day.

Li Feng glanced at the turtle grandson. He had both legs broken by Li Feng's sword that day, and now he is still living happily.

He followed his gaze towards the direction of the attic.

"You look for Lu Xiaofeng, he is now in Wanmei Villa."

The honest monk took a sip of wine and said.

Li Feng ignored the monk's words.

The monk subconsciously clenched the wine glass in his hand.

"The way you hold the wine glass doesn't look like a person from the Central Plains at all."

Li Feng glanced at the honest monk abruptly. Only those who used Japanese-style knives and weapons often would have such actions and behaviors.

After the honest monk heard the words, he couldn't help but smile, "Where is it, haha."

He smiled awkwardly.

Li Feng ignored the honest monk and just slowly stepped onto the beautiful woman in the attic. The beautiful image was still the same. At this moment, he was sitting in the attic, Hua Manlou was shaking the folding fan gently, standing on the balcony with his back to him, enjoying Rare leisure time.

"Looks like an old friend has returned."

Hua Manlou turned around gracefully, his eyes were blind, but he knew that Li Feng was coming, so he always kept a smile.

0 "Because recently, I have been thinking about Miss Ouyang."

Li Feng sat on the stool gracefully. After hearing this, Ouyang Qing smiled lightly and poured a glass of wine, "I thought you were just thinking about killing people, but you also think of me as a passerby."

"You're not a passerby. I just came back to the capital and I really wanted to eat butter cannon shells, so I rushed over as soon as possible."

Li Feng smiled and took a sip of wine. Huamanlou folded his fan gently and listened to the dialogue between the two of them. He still didn't have much emotion, but just looked out the window.

"You're here to find someone, right?"

Although Ouyang Qing was very happy that Li Feng did not forget herself, she was a smart woman and could see Li Feng's purpose here at a glance...

"I have a friend who loves to drink, and, as his name suggests, with his interest, I'm afraid that when he arrives in the capital, the least he has to do is to come to the largest restaurant in the capital.

drink wine. "

Li Feng said, put a hand on Ouyang Qing's arm, looked at the woman in front of him tenderly and said.

After the woman heard the words, she closed her arms and couldn't help sighing: "Your friend, not only came, but came many times, and, the most strange thing is that every time he came, there was a woman Waiting for him at the door for a long time."

Ouyang Qing sighed.

"Where is he now"

Li Feng asked.

Ouyang Qing told Li Feng where Li Xunhuan lived.

"Thank you Miss Ouyang."

Li Feng nodded, looked up at Hua Manlou, "Is Lu Xiaofeng okay?"

"very bad."

Hua Manlou sighed, he had never seen Lu Xiaofeng so sad, but he would never blame Li Feng, just because everyone's position was different.

"Then you're not leaving"

Ouyang Qing snorted lightly, because Li Feng not only did not leave after knowing the news, but continued to sit at her wine table.

"It's rare to come back, at least you have to taste Miss Ouyang's butter snails, right?"

Li Feng smiled lightly, and Hua Manlou took advantage of the situation to sit opposite Li Feng. Although the two of them didn't talk much, they were at least friends.

Chapter [-] The Poisoned Man

"Brother Li really knows how to take pity on fragrance and cherish jade. If it was Lu Xiaofeng, I'm afraid that he would have forgotten his promise with a woman long ago."

Huamanlou's folding fan shook lightly and said with a toast.

"There's no way. I'm a nostalgic person. Some people and things are always unforgettable."

Li Feng glanced at the door, more than an hour had passed.

It stands to reason that Ouyang Qing has already made the butter snails, but now, why is it delayed?

He got up slowly.

In the kitchen, two figures finally walked out, one of them was Ouyang Qing, and the other was an attractive person who was over thirty years old.