Since Feng Han challenged Lang Fanyun three years ago, he was honored even though he failed. He became friends with Lang Fanyun and was entrusted by Lang Fanyun to take Qian Luo's adopted daughter Qian Hongqing, whose identity was exposed as an undercover agent, away from Nujiao Island. , secluded in a deep valley, spending his days raising flowers and grass, tending to crops, and enjoying himself leisurely.

In the past, the black list master who was powerful in the world, "Left Hand Sword" Feng Han, actually washed away all his anger. Hua Fengrui became plain and truly became a hermit in the world. If it weren't for Qi Changzheng who was angry with Jiao Island some time ago. Passing by this place by chance disturbed the peace of the valley, and I was afraid that Feng Han would stay with Qian Qinghong in this valley until he grew old.

Later, Qi Changzheng was chased by Fang Yeyu's subordinates. Although he successfully instigated Shui Roujing's rebellion, he was eventually killed and had no choice but to come to the valley to take shelter. In the end, Feng Han took action and gave him a chance to survive. He even did not hesitate to offend Li Chimei, You Chidi and Meng Dameng. In the end, he passed on his left-handed sword skills to Qi Changzheng, and even gave his own weapon, the Heavenly Weapon Sword, to Qi Changzheng.

The Heavenly Weapon Sword was forged from the rare cold iron in the cold springs of Tianshan Mountain by Beisheng Tiantan, a famous craftsman of the generation a hundred years ago. It is as sharp as the "Rain-Covering Sword" that waves over the clouds, and Pang Ban's "Three-Eight Double Halberds" in the past. Jing'an's "Flying Wing Sword" and Li Ruohai's "Zhang Er Red Spear" are both known as the five most famous weapons in the world.

Ever since Bei Shengtian broke into Jingyan Palace and died, no one has been able to build a magical weapon of this level.

Qi Changzheng, the young master of Nujiao Island, was generous and heroic, and respected his promises rather than his own life. He was deeply valued by Feng Han. If he did not die in the future, he would be a rare master of swordsmanship.

It was just that he was alone, faced with the interception and pursuit of Fang Yeyu's masters. Whether he could break through, even Feng Han was a little uneasy. He was not very optimistic about Qi Changzheng's future, but he still had a vague hope. With high expectations, maybe Qi Changzheng can create a miracle.

After he became good friends with Lang Fanyun, he naturally had a certain affection for the younger generation of Nujiao Island, especially since Qi Changzheng was facing Pang Ban's party members. Although Feng Han did not have the strength to challenge Pang Ban, he was The arrogance and arrogance of the Magician's Palace is also extremely unacceptable. If it can add some obstruction to the Magician's Palace, that would be a great thing.

After Qi Changzheng left, although he lived in the valley with Qian Qinghong, his heart always remembered that cheerful and enthusiastic young man. If Qi Changzheng really died at the hands of Fang Yeyu, Feng Han would definitely Try every means to avenge him.

Recently, there have been people peeping outside the valley from time to time. Although the people peeping thought they were acting secretly, they could not hide Feng Han's senses at all.

It seems that Fang Yeyu's gangsters are planning to do harm to him. Ever since Qi Changzheng came here, his originally peaceful life is destined to be broken. But Feng Han really misses the peaceful feeling here and can't bear to leave. Besides, there are people here with his own hands. The farmland opened up and the flowers and plants planted are all filled with emotions.

Originally, with his cultivation level, even if there were enemies who were trying to embarrass him, if his strength could not reach the level of a master like Li Chimei, he did not need to be afraid. There were only a handful of people in the world who could defeat the sword in Feng Han's hand.

But this confidence finally wavered when facing Yang Xingzhou.

The man in white clothes in front of him is so handsome that he is no less handsome than Li Ruohai. He has a long sword hanging from his waist. Beside him is a strange green beast like a unicorn, pulling a flaming chariot. From humans to beasts to chariots, he has everything in sight. Revealing a trace of mysterious and strange atmosphere.

Feng Han couldn't see through this person.

He is the peerless master he has encountered in his life, second only to Lang Fanyun!

"What's happening to this world? Feng has only lived in seclusion for two or three years. How come such incredible changes have occurred in such a short period of time?"

Although Feng Han didn't feel any malice from Yang Xingzhou, he still felt an inexplicable pressure, like standing next to a peerless beast. Even if he knew that the beast would not eat you, he would feel a huge psychological pressure. pressure.

Yang Xingzhou looked at the man in front of him, and saw that the man had a long and slim face, high cheekbones, and a pair of eyes that were unusually bright and shining. This was a phenomenon that would only occur when one has reached an extremely advanced level of cultivation. Among the masters he had seen in his life , those who can reach this level of cultivation will not be compared with Lie Zhenbei and others. Even Feng Xinglie, who is known as the number one young master of Bai Dao, is far inferior to such a person.

As for the peerless swordsman who has such cultivation and is willing to live in seclusion in the valley, combined with the plot of the original work, there is only one person who can meet all the conditions in front of him, and that is Feng Han, the left-handed swordsman!

Feng Han is cold on the outside and hot on the inside. As a master on the black list, his ranking is not inferior to that of Li Ruohai. After fighting Lang Fanyun, he has reached a higher level of martial arts. Later, he was implicated by Qi Changzheng. In order to protect Qi Changzheng and Feng Xinglie The others escaped, blood spattered on the street, and finally died at the hands of Mrs. Zhen Zhen Shansu.

Feng Han showed great success in the battle at Huajie and killed many of Zhen Fu's men. Unfortunately, he was still killed and could not fulfill his dream of traveling outside the territory with Qian Hongqinglang.

This man was extremely loyal and valued justice over life. He had the same temperament as Qi Changzheng. Yang Xingzhou himself was not very loyal, but he admired the loyalty of others. He was extremely sorry for Feng Han's ending. He did not expect to meet this person by chance today.

He has learned various miscellaneous studies from Huang Yaoshi, and also learned various methods from Wang Lianhua. He is quite accomplished in medical horoscopes. He just said that Feng Han will have a great calamity. It is really not a joke, but he has guessed Feng Han's identity. After that, it became clearer what was going on. If he appeared, wouldn't Feng Han be about to die?

"I, Yang Xingzhou, brother Feng has lived in seclusion in the valley and has not been interested in worldly affairs for a long time. I am afraid he has never heard of my name."

Yang Xingzhou saw Feng Han looking at him in surprise, he clasped his fists and said with a smile, "Brother Feng, don't worry, you and I are friends, not enemies. I have just said goodbye to Brother Lang and Brother Li, and am about to rush to the capital to meet with heroes from all walks of life." , I never thought that I would meet Brother Feng here, which can be regarded as a great fate."

Feng Han raised his eyebrows, "Brother Lang? Brother Li? Are you talking about Lang Fanyun and Li Ruohai?"

Yang Xingzhou smiled and said, "Who else could it be if they weren't them? They are all in the Shuangxiu Mansion at this time, even Qin Mengyao, the female disciple of Cihang Jingzhai, is also in the Shuangxiu Mansion."

Feng Han's heart stirred up a huge wave. He had no doubts about Yang Xingzhou's words. What really moved him was that Lian Lang Fanyun, Li Ruohai and Qin Mengyao all went to Shuangxiu Mansion. Naturally, a huge change had occurred, and he was in Deep in the mountains, there was nowhere to know. It was a pity that I missed such a big show.

In front of him, Yang Xingzhou was able to talk to Lang Fanyun, Li Ruohai and others as equals. He heard the tone was that they were friends rather than enemies, but he was relieved and said in a deep voice, "Brother Yang, Feng has been walking around in the world for many years, why haven't you ever Have you heard your name?"

Yang Xingzhou smiled and said, "If you come back to the world now, you will know how resounding my name is! Some time ago, I and Li Ruohai had a double-gun battle with Pang Ban in Yingfeng Gorge. Who in the world doesn't know that?"

Feng Han: "...If you tell me the truth, I don't know."

Yang Xingzhou "..."

His face was a little confused: "Brother Feng, if you talk like this, no woman will like you!"

Before he finished speaking, he heard the sound of the door opening in the orchard, and a sweet female voice called out, "Brother Feng, who are you talking to?"

Feng Han smiled and said, "A distinguished guest is here, Qinghong, please wash the teapot."

The woman in the forest said, "Hey!"

Yang Xingzhou couldn't help but hummed, "Even if a woman likes you, she won't be very beautiful!"

A smile overflowed from the corner of Feng Han's lips, and he pointed to the eastern sky and said, "The rain clouds are coming. If Brother Yang doesn't mind the humble abode, please come in and have a rest. After the rain, it won't be too late to hit the road again."

Yang Xingzhou looked along his finger, and saw that the east was still covered with dark clouds, and the scenery was lost in the misty rain.

Feng Han said hello and led the way to the orchard.

Yang Xingzhou thought for a while and followed slowly. The one-horned green-scaled beast slowly pulled the chariot from behind. The firebird turned into a streak of fire from the air and landed on the roof of the vehicle.

Feeling this, Feng Han turned around and looked back, exclaiming in surprise, "What a handsome big bird! Brother Yang, did you raise this?"

Yang Xingzhou said lightly, "It's just a mount."

Feng Han laughed and continued to move forward.

The two of them passed through a path planted with various fruit trees. Two thatched houses, one large and one small, were in front of them. Smoke was rising from the chimney of the small thatched house, and the woman inside was making tea to entertain guests.

The door opens.

Feng Han stood by the door and waved his hand for Yang Xingzhou to go in.

Yang Xingzhou stopped, looked up to the sky and sniffed hard for a few times, and sighed, "What a fragrant osmanthus!"

Feng Han's cold face broke out into a smile, and he said, "It is the fragrance of this osmanthus tree that will keep me here for three years, or maybe for the rest of my life."

A feeling of laziness came over him, and Yang Xingzhou walked slowly into the room.

The one-horned green-scaled beast automatically stopped outside the forest, motionless, like a sculpture.

Feng Han glanced at the one-horned green-scaled beast in surprise and said, "Where did Brother Yang find such a divine object?"

Yang Xingzhou smiled and said, "I just saved a person. In order to thank me for saving his life, this person gave me such a one-horned green-scaled beast. It's a pity that the person was stingy. If he gave me two, it would be majestic."

While talking, he stepped into the house.

The house is fully equipped with tables, chairs, and cabinets, and is divided into two rooms. The bead curtain hangs low. All kinds of furniture are made of mahogany. Although there is no inlay decoration, the workmanship is excellent, giving people a durable and comfortable feeling. There are also

There are a few calligraphy and paintings hanging, which are elegant and refined.

Feng Han saw his eyes wandering around the tables and chairs and smiled, "These are my handicrafts."

Pointing to the calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall, he said, "These are the masterpieces of the tea cooks!"

"Crash!"

The heavy rain finally came, hitting the thatched roof and the bamboo leaning outside the window, playing the music of nature, and the cold air came in through the window.

Yang Xingzhou picked up the wooden chair by the window and sat down. He stretched out and felt so comfortable that he couldn't even speak. He sighed slightly, "Brother Feng really knows how to enjoy."

He deeply felt the peaceful and warm atmosphere that Feng Han had in this small world. Even the Shuangxiu Mansion could not compare to the tranquility here.

Footsteps sounded.

A young woman wearing coarse cloth, without applying any makeup, with her shiny black hair tied high and tied in a bun on her head with a wooden hairpin, looked simple and refreshing, holding a wooden plate with both hands.

Yingying walked into the house with a pot of tea and a few small teacups.

Yang Xingzhou glanced at the woman and already knew her identity. He knew that she was Qian Luo's adopted daughter Qian Qinghong. She was once the wife of the young master of Nujiao Island and later lived in seclusion with Feng Han. He just pretended not to know. It would be better if a woman came here to relieve the embarrassment of Feng Han and Qian Qinghong's unfair reputation. Pretending not to know is better than anything else.

Feng Han took the tray, smiled at Yang Xingzhou and said, "Brother Yang, you have to drink the tea while it's hot. Try how my new tea tastes."

Yang Xingzhou reached out to take it and was about to drink it when he suddenly stopped and looked out the window.

Feng Han was stunned for a moment, then understood immediately. After gathering his ears, he heard a faint sound of footsteps coming from very far away.

Yang Xingzhou's sense of distance was far greater than Feng Hanji's.

Qian Qinghong saw that the two of them had become quiet at the same time, and was about to speak when a soft male voice from far outside the valley said, "Is Mr. Feng Han here?"

Feng Han didn't answer.

"Is Mr. Feng Han here?"

This time the call was much closer.

Qi Changzheng turned around and looked outside, and saw a tall figure holding an umbrella in the wind and rain, standing on the road into the valley, standing far away, looking at the three people inside the house.

The visitor said, "I, Jian Zhengming, of the Xining faction, am one of the four generals under Commander-in-Chief Shurangama Yinfeng. This time, on the orders of Commander-in-Chief Shurangama, I have sent you a secret letter. Please give it to Mr. Feng Han personally."

Among the eight sects in the alliance, the three sects of Shaolin, Changbai and Xining take the lead. Among them, the Xining sect has the closest relationship with the imperial court. Each generation has masters serving in the imperial court. It is known as the Xining sect's status second only to the leader of the nine sects. Referring to Piao Xiang's Zhuang Jie and 'Old Man' Sha Fangtian, but his martial arts skills are the best in the whole sect, the 'Love Killer' Ye Sudong is the current emperor's commander of the Royal Forest Army.

This Jian Zhengming is nicknamed "Wandering Umbrella". His weapon is an umbrella made of fine steel. He is Ye Sudong's junior brother. He is senior in the Eight Factions Alliance and is also very famous for his martial arts. Unexpectedly, he became the head of the factory guard. Shurangama’s minions.

Feng Han said calmly, "Feng has not asked about Jianghu for a long time. Please send the original letter back to Leng Yan. No matter what is written in it, I don't want to know."

Jian Zhengming said, "The Commander-in-Chief of Shurangama has long known that Mr. Feng Han has left the world to be independent and not interested in fame and fortune. However, since this time we are going all out to deal with the Nu Jiao Gang, we invite you to join our camp. The Commander-in-Chief will treat you as a distinguished guest. My status is transcendent and not subject to any restrictions. I hope you will think twice."

Yang Xingzhou thought to himself that no wonder Shurangama sent this "Wandering Umbrella" Jian Zhengming to come as a lobbyist. It turned out that his words were appropriate. Unfortunately, he didn't know the details and mistakenly thought that Feng Han and Lang Fanyun had a hatred as deep as the sea. In fact, the two had long since become enemies. Friends, so Jian Zheng Ming is actually a villain in vain.

Feng Han asserted, "No need to say more. Go back and tell Shurangyan that all the grudges between Feng and Lang Fanyun were settled two years ago. You can go!" There was no trace of politeness left in his words.

Jian Zhengming smiled slightly, bowed and said, "I understand! Jian excuses himself."

Turn around and go.

Yang Xingzhou smiled and said, "This Wandering Umbrella seems to be a character, but it seems that I heard his voice when I was in Xiaohuaxi last time, but I didn't see what he looked like."

The last time he, Li Ruohai, and Qian Luo met Pang Ban in Xiaohuaxi, Jian Zhengming and Sha Qianli wanted Lian Xiuxiu to come out to accompany them. In the end, Yang Xingzhou played a guzheng song, which shocked Sha Qianli and Pang Ban. The names of Madara and others frightened these people even more, and they ran away in despair.

I didn't expect to meet this person again here.

He immediately stood up, pushed out the door, and looked at Jian Zhengming, who suddenly looked at the one-horned blue-scaled beast, standing still. "Boy, don't leave in a hurry. I have something to ask you."

Jian Zhengming was shaken, turned around extremely stiffly, looked at Yang Xingzhou, his lips trembled, "Yang...Yang Daxia!"

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