"Grow up quickly!" Zhong Ling, who was originally planning to come over to join in the fun, was left by Chu Feng to take care of everyone's horses. Now he looked at the lightning ferret in his arms with resentment and said, "When you grow up, you can help me You're bullying Brother Chu." He completely ignored the undisguised timidity when Lightning Mink looked at Chu Feng. Chu Feng pulled Mu Wanqing a little further away from the crowd, and looked at Duan Zhengchun and his four friends who were huddled together over there, at the little girl complaining beside the horses, and at the people who were concentrating with their eyes closed. The yellow-browed monk asked seriously: "Do you still remember how we met?" "Remember, you saved me in Jiangnan." Mu Wanqing answered, feeling a little weird and asked, " Why did you remember to say this?" Chu Feng tightened her hand and said: "It's okay, I just remembered it. Speaking of which, I have to thank senior sister, otherwise how could I have met you in Jiangnan" Mu Wanqing smiled. Said: "Then Master will take me out of the mountain only after my uncle has sent the letter to 'Young Valley'." Chu Feng said: "Okay, I'll include your uncle and thank you too." Mu Wanqing " "Yeah," he said, "I always heard Master say that these two bad women ruined her life. I originally thought they must be two ugly women." Chu Feng continued: "I didn't expect it to be Wang. Madam or princess, they all look the same" Chu Feng felt that what he said was a bit wrong, so he stopped. Mu Wanqing looked at the embarrassment on Chu Feng's face and said with a smile: "Are you saying they are very beautiful? My uncle is also very beautiful, why didn't you tell me?" Chu Feng said: "The most beautiful one is the one. Standing in front of me, you can't care about others." That's what he said with sincerity. "Really?" Mu Wanqing smiled. "That's right." Chu Feng said seriously. Said two sentences. The two of them had walked a little far, and there happened to be a bluestone beside the road. Mu Wanqing pulled Chu Feng to sit down and said: "Your senior sister, my senior uncle, and the princess must have been first-class beauties when they were young. No wonder you say they are beautiful." Chu Feng Continue to look serious. Mu Wanqing herself continued, saying: "Actually, your senior sister is not a bad person" Chu Feng asked: "How do you know she is not a bad person?" Mu Wanqing said: "She wants you to take care of her." Qin Hongmian accidentally asked her about Chu Feng Shaoshi's encounter with enemies in the mountains, but it was Mrs. Wang who saw the clues. As soon as I walked out of the woods, I naturally stopped asking this question. Chu Feng said: "Whenever you want to know, just tell me." Mu Wanqing said: "Okay, when you want to know, just tell me." Chu Feng smiled and said: "Well, it's up to you. "Gently hug her slender waist and let her lean into his arms. Mu Wanqing struggled slightly. Then he let Chu Feng, looked at him sideways, and said angrily: "Master is watching." "You still call her master?" Chu Feng said, while quietly looking back over there, the four people were busy explaining. As for the acupuncture point, there is no time to care about them. "I've been calling her for more than ten years. I can't change it." Mu Wanqing sighed, "Just now on the horse, I wanted to call her 'Mother', but when the words came to my lips, I wanted to ask her why she had been calling her 'Mother' for more than ten years." They all refuse to recognize me" He said. His eyes were also red. Chu Feng held her hand tightly and comforted: "If you can't change it, don't change it yet. Take your time. In the future, not only will you have a master who loves you, but your father will also love you, and so will your mother." Mu Wan Qing snorted and said, "Are you a good wife?" She still remembered that Duan Zhengchun was cruel to Zhong Ling once. "No daughter-in-law, no daughter-in-law!" Chu Feng laughed and said, "My wife, your daughter-in-law, I will be my wife." Mu Wanqing leaned into his arms, did not speak, but already laughed. The sound of horse hooves broke away the peace here. Xuansheng returned disappointed, but when he saw the two people leaning on each other on the bluestone, the depression on their faces suddenly disappeared, and he suddenly realized: "No wonder Lord Chu's trip to Dali came so fast!" Chu Feng He smiled and said, "Master Xuansheng, are there any masters ahead?" "The road ahead is clear, let's set off." Xuansheng first shouted to Duan Zhengchun and Master Huang Mei from a distance, and then replied to Chu Feng, " There are many masters, but they can¡¯t fight.¡± Chu Feng said, ¡°Are those masters not high enough?¡± That's wrong." Chu Feng replied, "I'm going to get the horse." I don't know why this great monk is so mysterious, even the yellow-browed monk. The horses gathered together, Chu Feng asked the yellow-browed monk in a low voice: "Master Huang-browed, is there someone fighting in front?" The yellow-browed monk nodded and said: "Yes." Chu Feng said again: "Can't say?" The yellow-browed monk shook his head and said: " It¡¯s not that it can¡¯t be said, it¡¯s that it¡¯s hard to say.¡±p; Chu Feng said "Oh" and said: "Then I'd better go over and have a look myself." "That's very good." The yellow-browed monk said. Duan Zhengchun had just regained his internal strength and used his "One Yang Finger" to open the acupuncture points for the three ladies. Now he said a little tiredly: "Wait for me to adjust my breath for a while." In this matter of acupuncture and acupuncture, no matter how strong the Huang-browed Monk's fingers are, , also cannot do it for you. He had just sat down cross-legged when he felt a powerful inner force surge from his vest. This inner force entered through his "divine way" and traveled through the eight meridians. In an instant, he was completely exhausted. "Thank you, Master." This inner strength was so profound that Duan Zhengchun just thought it was the yellow-browed monk who was helping him, and thanked him without looking back. Before he finished speaking, he heard a woman laughing in his ears. Duan Zhengchun raised his eyes to see the three ladies laughing together. When he looked back, he saw Chu Feng standing with his hands closed. He smiled a little awkwardly and said, "It's you, thank you for your help." Chu Feng didn't expect that he would recognize the wrong person and hand over his hand. He said: "Junior is abrupt." This trick was slowly figured out while he was on the road. "What's so abrupt?" Duan Zhengchun shook his head with a smile, stood up, and said, "Let's go back to Dali!" Chu Feng left Mu Wanqing who was planning to return to Qin Hongmian and "forced" her Pull it in front of you. Mu Wanqing's face turned red with embarrassment. She clutched Chu Feng's sleeve tightly and whispered, "There are a lot of people here." Chu Feng said, "It's okay. They will pretend not to see it." Of course, they both saw it. The great monk smiled and went to study Buddhist scriptures and martial arts. Gan Baobao covered his daughter's eyes. Dao Baifeng thought to himself, "Fortunately, I gave birth to a son." Qin Hongmian was not dissatisfied. The only person who felt a little unhappy was Duan Zhengchun. He began to feel that Chu Feng was actually threatening him just now A melodious sound of the iron flute diluted the four big words "How decent" in Duan Zhengchun's heart, and he said happily: " It's Shan Chanhou!" "Except for Huang Meiseng and Xuan Sheng, who knew the general situation there, the others didn't know anything at all. When they suddenly heard the words "Shan Chan Hou" from Duan Zhengchun's mouth, they all became energetic and rode their horses like flying. "The Marquis of Shanchan" was fighting at a high level, and the four guards of "The Fisherman, Woodcutter, Farmer and Reader" were taking the lead in watching, and behind him was a large group of onlookers, all wearing armor. Chu Feng asked the yellow-browed monk next to him: "Master, didn't you say that the Duan clan of Dali has always acted according to the rules of the world?" This was obviously based on the rhythm of overwhelming numbers, right? He took a quick look and could see that the four generals The number of people behind him was at least twice as large as the group in Lingjiu Palace. The yellow-browed monk has been practicing Qing Dynasty for decades, and he still had a smile on his face. After a while, he replied: "These are not the elite soldiers under Emperor Duan."