Martial Arts: Start from Getting Xiao Li Fei Dao

Li Feng asked back.

Dongfang Weiming shook his head, "I want to go back to Xiaoyao Valley, but I still want to spend more time with Sister Lanting."

Dongfang Weiming scratched his head, and said with a smile that Lan Ting smiled gently, and shook his head, "Hey, you are really clingy, obviously the slave family is just a friend's idea for you, you won't really like the slave family, right? ."

"what!!"

Dongfang Weiming's face suddenly changed: a little ugly.

It was as if a happy face suddenly turned into a Sima face.

Depression, pain, sadness and other emotions are precipitated in my heart.

Looking at Dongfang Weiming's current appearance, Li Feng couldn't help but think of Xiao Li Feidao and Li Xun Huan. Maybe this is the person who is trapped by love.

"Now what are we going to do"

Murong Fu asked.

Li Feng lowered his head to Murong Fu and said something in a low voice.

Murong Fu nodded excitedly, "Don't worry, I will definitely do as you say."

Although the Dali Palace is not as majestic as the palace of the Ming Dynasty in the Central Plains, it is still a palace, especially the emperor, where there are naturally many courtiers.

"Duan Zhengming has become a monk a few days ago, and his younger brother Duan Zhengchun has been in control of major national affairs in recent years."

Abby said.

"Everyone, let's stay in this inn in Dali today. Brother Murong will come with me to the palace tonight."

Li Feng nodded to the crowd, there was nothing wrong with being able to accompany someone.

As for why not go directly to the Five Poison Sect.

Because Dali went there by the way, it was also a middle station on the way to the Five Poison Religion.

A hundred years ago, except for the leader of the Five Poison Sect and the little shrimp

Naturally, the genius of Dali, Duan Siping, the founding emperor of Dali who ruled Nanzhao, is also indispensable.

And if you want to investigate what happened a hundred years ago, you can naturally ask the current emperor of Dali.

As night fell, the dark night shrouded this beautiful country.

Inside the palace, the lights are dim.

Duan Yu died, and it seemed that after a period of mourning for Dali, he regained his former vitality again.

Dali is a small country.

But because of its favorable geographical location, it is also the reason why many outsiders dare not invade.

in the dark.

Dressed in white, the stunningly beautiful woman was facing the mirror. At this moment, her face was still beautiful.

, but the heart seems a little vicissitudes.

Li Feng stood with his hands behind his back, leaning against the door.

Murong flicked his fingers.

A letter flew out.

Fly into the house.

The woman in white caught the incoming letter and opened it.

"Cousin, long time no see, can you come to the atrium for a chat, if you have any thoughts, you can come, Murong Fu stay."

She could see Murong Fu's handwriting at a glance.

"Why did my cousin come to me now that Duan Lang is dead, do I still want to betray Duan Lang?"

Wang Yuyan's eyes were sad, she was already the wife of Duan Yu, the prince of Dali, "Are you sure my cousin will come?"

In the atrium, in the dark pavilion, Li Feng and Murong Fu sat opposite each other, and it was Murong Fu who spoke.

"Today, I saw your cousin looking in a hurry and seemed to have something on her mind, and many servants didn't seem very respectful when they saw her, presumably she"

Li Feng said in a low voice.

"I see."

Murong Fu suddenly realized, "It seems that my cousin is also asking for me."

"Ah."

Li Feng nodded gracefully.

Under the moonlight, dotted with dark nights.

A woman in white clothes like snow, with a beautiful appearance, she has a face like a fairy, like a fairy in the sky, she came from afar, and her surprised eyes fell on the person standing in the pavilion. two people.

One of them was his familiar cousin.

And another person.