My Shared Girl Killer

Chapter 36 I Can Die For Her Anytime
It takes so much effort to eat only roast chicken?

Chen Feng glanced at the roast chicken, then at the old beggar beside him, and finally gave up.

"Boy, are you so unconfident in yourself? Isn't it okay?"

The old beggar seemed to be mocking.

No?

As a big man, it is really intolerable to be told that you are not good enough.

When Chen Feng opened his posture and was about to punch the old man, he couldn't bear it.

A lot of age, hurting him, that's called revenge, if you win, that's called bullying the old with the young, no matter how you say it, it can't be justified.

"Forget it, I'm too lazy to argue with you. You saved me after all, thank you."

Chen Feng said indifferently, the old beggar chuckled strangely, his eyes widened.

"By the way, how did you know I passed out there?"

The vicinity of the ancient tomb is very desolate, and few people usually go there. The old beggar should not go to such a remote place for food, right?
When asked by Chen Feng, the old man had a different expression, his eyes dodged, as if he was hiding something from Chen Feng.

Mu girl did not want to expose her current hiding place, nor did she want Chen Feng to fall into this whirlpool full of conspiracy, blood and killing. The old man promised Mu Ningzhi, so he didn't want to break his promise.

However, he didn't want to ruin a beautiful marriage in vain.

It can be seen that Chen Feng still likes Mu Ningzhi from the bottom of his heart.

Who has never been young?

To put it simply, things like feelings are missing each other, and no one can forget the other.

The wooden girl is obviously the same as the stinky boy in front of me, both of them have fallen in love, but it is a pity that one of them is poisoned and is in danger, and she doesn't want the other party to fall into the death circle for her, and the other has serious internal injuries. Because further improvement is needed, my mind is full of worry and hard to let go of the departure of my beloved.

The old man understands the point of you and me between young people, but all things in the world cannot escape a cause and effect, and they need fate and opportunity.

The hesitation of the old beggar made Chen Feng think of something. He was very excited and grabbed the old man's hand firmly, "Is it a girl who asked you to save me? Where is she now? Quick! Take me Go see her!"

Chen Feng was like a demon, both excited and sad.

Emotion is the most special thing, it can bring warmth to people and can hurt people beyond recognition after losing.

"Yes, she gave me a sum of money to take good care of you."

Chen Feng listened carefully to the old man's words, and suddenly looked at the old beggar in surprise, "No... gone?"

"hold head high."

The old man looked blank.

"Didn't she leave her whereabouts?"

"No. She told you to stop looking for her and live the life you want."

The old beggar glanced at him, and Chen Feng was like an eggplant beaten by Shuang, with no strength at all.

That kind of despair, as if there is nothing to love in life.

What's wrong with this?

After finally falling in love with a woman, who knew that in the end, it would turn into what it is now.

If I had known earlier, why did I fall in love with that stinky girl.

Always so cold, like someone owed her a dozen yellow paper money.

The more Chen Feng thought about it, the more angry he became, and the more angry he became, the more he thought about it. Who can say clearly about feelings?
"You miss her?"

"nonsense."

Chen Feng muttered dissatisfiedly, venting the anger in his heart.

"You love her very much?"

"Yes."

Chen Feng answered without hesitation, and the old man smiled, "Then one day, what if you need to die for her? Will you hesitate?"

"will not."

"Really? I think you're lying."

The old man put away the smile on his face, and there was a touch of disdain and contempt in his eyes.

"Why do you doubt my feelings for her? You are so old, you won't understand that kind of feeling!"

Chen Feng drooped his head in frustration, and the image of Mu Ningzhi kept appearing in his mind.

Her beauty, her smile, seemed to be engraved in Chen Feng's heart, so clear and indelible.

The old man was not angry at Chen Feng's rudeness, but rather relieved, "Young man, if what you said is true, then you can even die for her, why can't you give her some time and wait for yourself to be enough?" When you are strong, you can protect her, and stop letting her worry about your safety before going to her?"

"I……"

The old man's words were like enlightenment, which made Chen Feng sober up a lot in an instant.

"Boy, she let me find you, which means that she still has you in her heart. Why are there so many unhappy people in this world every day? It's not because the world has become cruel and ruthless, but because he doesn't know how to change Think about it, and look at the world from another perspective.”

Another perspective...

Chen Feng followed along silently, at this moment, he actually had a feeling of epiphany.

He sat cross-legged, his thoughts touched the true qi in his body, Fang Dan moved in the sea of ​​consciousness, the spiritual energy gathered, and his whole body felt much more comfortable.

Seeing Chen Feng's appearance, the old beggar nodded and smiled frequently.

When he was working as a barefoot doctor in the small outpatient clinic at the entrance of the village, he paid attention to Chen Feng, a brat, and secretly trained him, often giving him some herbal medicine.

Chen Feng is born with a strong sense of justice and a good brain. Although he is not the most talented, there are still many remarkable things in his bones.

There is a saying in the Buddhist saying that the Buddha crosses the world and all the people who can cross.

Buddhism pays attention to the fate of Buddha, and Mohism also pays attention to chance.

Although the various schools of thought in China are divided into different factions, they share the same principles.

The old man was relieved to see Chen Feng working so hard.

After some meditation and epiphany, Chen Feng felt much refreshed all over his body.

The old beggar was able to appear in Xicheng, and even gave himself a mysterious ancient book by reading his palm. Chen Feng predicted that he must be a hermit, and his words of advice unexpectedly gave him such a big epiphany.

Chen Feng was filled with guilt, knelt down on the ground and bowed to the old man to apologize, "Old man, please forgive me for being rude, I feel angry, but I shouldn't lose my temper at you, I..."

"Forget it, I don't want to argue with you. To tell you the truth, King Wu of the Golden Sword is kind to me, and I promised that girl to save you just to repay Wang Wu's kindness."

The old beggar Huazi is a fairy, quite a hermit.

"Come with me, don't you want to become stronger, maybe I can help you. However, I never help others in vain. You need to do a few things for me. When these things are done, maybe I can help you." I can teach you something."

"Teach me?"

Chen Feng was at a loss.

"Is there a third person here besides you and me?"

Chen Feng: "..."

Kung Fu has its own comprehension. Although there are tricks and styles, each person's comprehension is different, and the attainments and cultivation bases are also different.

The old man brought Chen Feng to a lair underground on a hill. The mountain wind was blowing, and Lin Feng asked about a special smell.

Some gory, some scary.

Seeing the evil appearance of the old beggar, Chen Feng felt a little uneasy, "You are..."

"come over."

The old beggar waved at Chen Feng. One meter below his feet, there was a dark and deep cave about one meter in diameter.

"Jump down."

"Huh? Jump... jump down? But I..."

Chen Feng paused, a little timid.

"If you are told to go down, just go down, there is so much nonsense!"

When Chen Feng didn't pay attention, the old man kicked his ass, and a huge gravity made Chen Feng fall down the bottomless hole.

"what……"

The swishing cold wind whistled in the ears, and Chen Feng wailed, piercing the sky with a shrill cry.

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