Ring Town

It was night in country m, but in Pinghai, the sun was still rising and the sky was bright and sunny.

However, the winery where Chu Yaxuan was located welcomed a special guest.

This person is Du Fei.

With the strength of Huaxia Bamen, although the main force has withdrawn from Pingyuan Province, it is still very easy to know everything about Pingyuan Province. After all, their roots are not limited to Huaxia Bamen.

Gangs like the Little Knife Club also have inextricable connections with the Huaxia Bamen. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are their affiliated gangs.

With contempt and disdain, Du Fei walked into the winery slowly. Security guards had already greeted him, trying to stop him.

But he just curled his lips coldly, and snorted angrily from his nose: "Get out!"

The sound was like thunder, and it condensed into a giant hammer, which directly hit the security guard's chest.

He took several steps back and spit out a mouthful of blood.

This change naturally attracted the attention of others.

Immediately, several security guards surrounded him directly, but when they saw the security guard who was still spitting blood, they all had expressions of fear, and dared to surround him from a distance, followed Du Fei forward, and slowly back slowly.

Du Fei's face was as heavy as water, and he sneered again and again, without looking at the security guards, he went straight into the winery.

The clever security guard saw something was wrong and quickly notified the inside.

Since the opening of the winery, Meng Jiu has been staying at the winery, even at the Zhuangyuan Pavilion, and rarely passed by. Qin Fang also understands this matter and will not say anything more.

Hearing the words of the little security guard who came over, his thick eyebrows frowned immediately, his eyes flickered, he seemed a little surprised, and he let out a soft oh.

"I'll go out and have a look, you go to Director Chu."

on the square.In front of that huge natural rock, Du Fei sat cross-legged, motionless as a mountain.

It wasn't until Meng Jiu walked over that he suddenly opened his eyes, but when he saw Meng Jiu, there was a touch of surprise and shock in his eyes.

The two looked at each other for a long time, and then Du Fei stood up from the ground, his pupils shrinking slightly: "I wonder why that kid is so arrogant and kills my apprentice and nephew. But it turns out that someone backed him up."

The matter of Chu Feng killing Qi Shan and Wan Qianliu was unknown to Meng Jiu and others, so they were a little surprised and puzzled when they heard Du Fei's words: "Who are you? Why did you come to our Xuanyuan Zuijiu Factory to make trouble?"

"I'm Du Fei, ask Chu Feng to come out and meet me." Although Du Fei could see that Meng Jiu's cultivation was extraordinary.But if he is made to give up like this, he is not a cloud-turning hand.

Although Meng Jiu seldom asked questions.But that doesn't mean he doesn't know anything about the outside world.Hearing Du Fei's name, his brows frowned instantly.

"Du Fei, the cloud-turning hand, is the enshrinement of the Eight Sects of China?"

"Exactly." Du Fei pointed proudly, "Hand over Chu Feng, or I'll demolish your winery!"

Meng Jiu has seen that Du Fei's cultivation level is similar to his, but Du Fei is young.And the true energy is stronger than Mengjiu's. After all, all the eight sects of Huaxia have used all the elixir on Du Fei's body.So this result can be imagined.

But when this kind of thing happened, of course Meng Jiu would not let it go, he laughed: "My old bones have been rusted for a long time, and I met a master today, so I can loosen my muscles and bones. "

"You're looking for death!" Du Fei's eyes turned cold, he stretched out a little, turned his palm into a knife, and cut Meng Jiu with a single stroke.

Seeing Ling Ran's murderous strike, Meng Jiu's pupils shrank slightly, his fighting spirit suddenly arose, and he shouted: "Good time!"

The two of you come and go, and they immediately fight together.

Although the cultivation levels of the two are about the same, but after all, Du Fei's true energy is strong, and he is young and long-lasting, and his attacks are ruthless, and his moves are vicious.

So with just a few tricks, Meng Jiu was at a disadvantage.

It's just that although he was at a disadvantage, Du Fei wanted to win, but he couldn't do it in a short while.

After fighting for a few more rounds, Du Fei's eyes turned hard, and he smirked: "You are courting death yourself, and you have no one to blame!"

He suddenly pulled himself back, and with a slight shake of a bloody soft sword, he held it straight in his hand with an oppressive coldness and brutal light.

The sword is like blood, and the evil spirit is overwhelming. It looks like a good sword that has killed many people.

Seeing him draw out his long sword, Meng Jiu cried out inwardly, why did he forget to bring his weapon out.

In fact, he can't be blamed for this matter, he didn't expect Du Fei to be so reckless and openly kill him.

The soft sword protruded forward, like a blood snake coming out of its hole, and directly bit Meng Jiu.

The sword light pierced the sword body by three inches, and it looked like a good sharp weapon.

Meng Jiu didn't dare to take it forcefully, and retreated quickly, but Sen Han's sword energy still pierced the clothes on his chest, barely touching his skin, and aroused a chill all over his body.

"Are you scared? It's a pity it's too late!" Du Fei stomped on his feet and pressed forward with his sword.

Meng Jiu's back broke out in cold sweat instantly. Could it be that he really wants to break here today?

But just when he was thinking this way, a loud shout sounded behind him: "Brother Meng, take the sword!"

It was Chu Yaxuan and his wife who rushed over and wanted to fly to rescue him, but it was too late, so they shook out their long sword in a hurry, and threw it at Meng Jiu.

Meng Jiu received the sword, with a surge of pride in his chest, he slammed Du Fei's soft sword away.

The depression in my heart stopped, and I let out a long cry: "Fight!"

At this time, Chu Yaxuan and his wife also came over, stood side by side with Meng Jiu, and looked at Du Fei coldly.

Du Fei withdrew his soft sword, fixed his eyes on Chu Yaxuan and his wife, seeing that their cultivation bases were infinitely close to the Xuan level, he was stunned, knowing that today's matter had missed the best time, so he squatted heavily.

With a cold smile: "You are lucky, but Chu Feng, I will kill him!"

After finishing speaking, he stepped lightly on his feet and flew out like flying.

As soon as Liu Suyu heard that her son was involved, she immediately became anxious, and was about to chase her out, but was stopped by Chu Yaxuan: "Suyu, don't be reckless, his cultivation level is much higher than ours, if you take the risk of chasing him out like this, I'm afraid It’s hard to be kind.”

"But……"

Meng Jiu knew what she wanted to say, so he muttered to the side: "Xiaofeng's current cultivation is higher than the two of you, and he is quick-witted and changeable, so I think there will be no problem, but I have to tell him about it and let him Just be more careful."

Liu Suyu's eyes sparkled, and her lips were pursed worriedly, obviously her mind was confused.

"En." Chu Yaxuan stroked her hand with a big hand, and responded heavily.

……

In the castle, George kept looking at Chu Feng with unfriendly eyes, and was extremely depressed after eating dinner.

On the other hand, Chu Feng, although he doesn't like western food, has already been hungry after traveling around the sea for so long, and it has to be said that Powell's family's diet is very sophisticated, and the ingredients are all selected natural pollution-free products.

And since Chu Feng was upgraded to the Xuan level, the swallowing ability of the Xuangui is no longer limited to becoming a Xuangui, even eating normally can also replenish energy. Although it does not improve the cultivation base, it quickly improves Supplemented the energy consumed by Chu Feng.

So Chu Feng ate a lot with gusto, and Powell clicked his tongue secretly. This person is too good to eat?

"Hmph! You are a poor ghost, and you are ashamed to eat such a good thing after seeing something good!" George finally found the topic of mocking Chu Feng, and sneered directly.

Chu Feng ignored his non-technical ridicule at all, and just laughed it off.

But Alice couldn't see it, and gave him a slight white look.

Seeing Alice's expression, George felt even more annoyed, but instead of rushing towards Alice, he turned towards Powell: "Mr. Powell, my grandfather attaches great importance to my marriage with Alice, so his old man let me Give this bottle of holy water to Alice as a token of love."

As he spoke, he took out a simple silver vial from his pocket.

A small cross was engraved on the silver bottle, and there was an image of God preaching, but Chu Feng could sensitively feel that there was a weak energy flowing in the silver bottle.

Is this thing a panacea?

Then it occurred to him that there are practitioners in the West as well, but the way of cultivation is different from the exercises, and George in front of him has strange energy fluctuations on his body, so he should be a practitioner in the West.

Powell quietly looked at the silver vial in George's hand, and a ray of light shone from his old eyes: "Could this be the Holy Knight's blessed holy water?"

George smiled proudly: "Yes, this is the Holy Knight's blessed holy water, which can wash away all the original sins on the body."

Hearing George's words, Chu Feng was puzzled. It's too exaggerated to dare to say such big words with such a bottle of water and such weak aura?

Powell was finally moved. Although the tumor in his brain could not be cured completely with this holy water, it could greatly alleviate the condition. Then surgery should increase the chance of success.

At the moment, his eyes were flickering, but he was seeing Chu Feng. He rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "Mr. Chu, you are proficient in medical skills. I wonder if you can see the mystery of this holy water?"

As he spoke, he pushed the silver bottle in his hand towards Chu Feng, and the old butler hurried forward, picked up the holy water, and walked in front of Chu Feng.

Chu Feng took the silver bottle, lifted the silver cap, and took a soft sniff.

On the side, George sneered contemptuously: "Huh! He is a bumpkin at all, how could he understand the preciousness and sanctity of this holy water, and letting him see the holy water is insulting the holy water!"

Hearing George's arrogant words, Powell frowned, but let go again, and looked at Chu Feng with a faint smile.

Alice, on the other hand, gave George a hard look, her little face turned pale with anger.

"Is this holy water?" Chu Feng put the silver bottle on the table casually, and looked at Powell with a half-smile: "This kind of water is just a little bit of stored energy, although it will help your illness , but it won’t do much, at most it just increases your chances of success.”

He paused for a while, ignoring everyone's inexplicable astonishment, and added: "And I can guarantee that even if you drink ten bottles of this kind of holy water, the chance of a successful operation will definitely not exceed [-]%!" continued..)