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Chapter two hundred and sixteen, Gong Jiu

This tea house has no name, it is a very private tea house.

Judging from the layout, we can see that there are never any foreign guests here.

This place is a bit remote and quiet.

There is not only a rockery in the courtyard, but also a small lake of flowing water.

Walking along the corridor, you can even see the scene of the fish scrambling to eat.

The old woman had already left, and he only brought Feng Wuhen to the door and left.

However, some people still lead the way for Feng Wuhen.

The person who led the way was a very kind middle-aged man.

This middle-aged man seemed to be a manager, and his words and deeds made people feel very comfortable. Even the managers of many princes, princes, generals and ministers may not be as good as him.

Feng Wuhen didn't talk much along the way, and sometimes he didn't even speak at all.

When Feng Wuhen was silent, he had an extraordinary momentum, which made many people feel terrible pressure.

The middle-aged man seemed to feel the pressure, so he gradually spoke less.

Fortunately, the destination has arrived.

This is a manor with a triple courtyard.

The manager brought Feng Wuhen to the third courtyard.

This is a very private place.

They did not meet in the hall, but in the pavilion in the courtyard.

The third-level courtyard is smaller and more refined, but it is different here.

This heavy courtyard has a very large martial arts performance venue, which is even wider than the second-level courtyard. Besides the pavilion layout, there is no exquisite feeling.

A handsome young man stood in front of the pavilion. He was the kind of person who could see him as a person. He stood there casually, and that place was the most beautiful scenery.

There was another person in the pavilion, but this person was not Shangguan Danfeng, but Shangguan Feiyan.

When Shangguan Feiyan saw Feng Wuhen, he stood up and walked towards Feng Wuhen.

When she saw Feng Wuhen, tears almost flowed out, and she said, "You are finally here."

Feng Wuhen nodded: "I'm here, are you okay?"

Shangguan Feiyan nodded: "I'm fine, she's fine." Shangguan Feiyan knew that Feng Wuhen was worried about Shangguan Danfeng, so he told Feng Wuhen about pretending Shangguan Danfeng, so only Shangguan Feiyan was arrested, but not Shangguan Danfeng.

Feng Wuhen listened silently, and after listening, he walked towards the young man and said, "Your surname?"

The young master said: ‘Ming, Gong Jiu.’

Feng Wuhen said: "You caught the person?"

Gong Jiu said: "No, this matter has nothing to do with me."

Feng Wuhen looked at him and waited for him to continue talking.

Gong Jiu said: "But someone asked me to come and see you."

"Look at me?"

Gong Jiu said: "See if you are qualified to let me kill."

Feng Wuhen smiled and said, "Do you already have the answer in your heart?"

Gong Jiu nodded: "There are only two or three people in the world who are qualified to kill me."

"Who else besides me?"

"Ye Gucheng, Ximen Chuxue."

Feng Wuhen smiled again and said, "Dugu Yihe, Mu Taoist and others are also top-notch masters."

Gong Jiudao: "Maybe their martial arts and sword skills are higher than you, but I won't kill them."

"Why?"

Gong Jiu said: "They have been burdened by the world and lost all their strength. Such people are not worth killing me." He looked at Feng Wuhen again and said lightly: 'Actually you should be glad that there are not many people who can make me want to kill.'

Feng Wuhen smiled and said, "I believe it."

Gong Jiu said: "A person will die sooner or later, and the best destination for a swordsman is to die at the hands of a swordsman. What do you think?"

"Not bad." Feng Wuhen said: 'Are you a swordsman?'

Gong Jiu has no sword and no weapons.

Gong Jiu’s answer was strange: ‘It depends on you?’

"Look at me?"

Gong Jiu said: "If you can force me to draw my sword, then I will be a swordsman. If I can't, I don't care."

What a proud person.

I'm afraid no one in this world can look down on Feng Wuhen as much as Gong Jiu.

Feng Wuhen was not angry at all, and he was not even emotional at all, and said, "I have a piece of advice."

"you say."

Feng Wuhen said: "If you don't want to die, it's better to draw your sword, otherwise you will have to die."

If you don’t draw the sword, you will never have the chance to draw the sword.

Two rays of light flashed in Gong Jiu's eyes.

Of course, he could also hear Feng Wuhen's arrogance.

Gong Jiu smiled, this was his first time.

He was originally a very cold and arrogant person, but now he looks good when he smiles, and has a very strange charm.

"I only kill interesting people. You are interesting people, so I have to kill you." Gong Jiu said: "In recent years, I have never moved my sword when fighting with people, but for you, I can make an exception."

Feng Wuhen said, "That's right." He said lightly, "I don't want to kill unarmed people, where is your sword?"

"Come on the sword."

A girl in purple suddenly appeared at the end of the curved corridor. She was dressed simply, with no makeup on her face, and her eyebrows were cold as ice, and her eyes showed an indescribable world-weariness.

As soon as she appeared, she added a touch of color to this quiet place. Anyone who saw her would have an indescribable tremor.

There are really not many beauties like this.

Not only is his appearance impeccable, but the most important thing is his temperament impeccable and unique.

Shangguan Feiyan is also a top beauty, but she is also three points inferior to her.

Her hands were holding a sword.

He walked over slowly like a lotus step.

The sword came, and the sword came indeed.

The sword is already in Gong Jiu's hand.

This sword is of course a good sword, with a narrow body and an elegant form.

No matter the swordsman saw this sword, he had to admit that it would be a pleasant thing to die under such a sword.

Feng Wuhen had seen this sword and had to admit that it was a good sword, a good sword for killing people.

With such a sword and such a person, how many people in the world are his opponents?

Feng Wuhen smiled when he thought of this.

Gong Jiu didn't seem to see it. He stared at his sword, as if his mind had been integrated into the sword. But he suddenly spoke: "Have you been doing well recently?"

I don’t know who to ask about this sentence, but someone has answered it.

The girl in purple: ‘The same thing.’

Gong Jiu said: "That is not good."

The girl in purple said: "There is nothing good or bad, there is nothing good or bad in the world."

Gong Jiu smiled and said, "Whether good or bad, at least you are still alive, it's good to be alive."

"Yes." The girl in purple stopped talking and quietly retreated.

At this time, Gong Jiu slowly raised his head.

He didn't even look at the girl in purple from beginning to end, and seemed to dare not look at him, nor could he look at her.

But Gong Jiu saw Feng Wuhen.

Gong Jiu said: "I have someone prepare a fast horse, and your woman can leave at any time."

Feng Wuhen looked at Shangguan Feiyan.

Shangguan Feiyan bit her lip and said, "I want to leave with him."

Gong Jiu looked at Feng Wuhen.

Feng Wuhen suddenly said, "What else do you have?"

Gong Jiu said: "I'm waiting for you."

Feng Wuhen said: "You don't have to wait anymore."

Gong Jiu nodded.

The two of them walked towards the martial arts venue at the same time.
Chapter completed!
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