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Chapter 247 Every Step is Difficult, When You Ming King Holds the Sword! (2\2)

The atmosphere in the room was quite depressing for a while, everyone didn't speak, they were silent and contemplative, but at this moment, Wang Anfeng's thoughts turned secretly, he frowned slightly, but found something wrong, the more he thought about it, the more wrong it became, and he looked sideways at Chuan Lian said:
"Brother Chuan."

Chuan Lian raised his head, but his face was full of panic.

Wang Anfeng opened his mouth. Looking at his appearance, he suddenly felt that there was no way to communicate with the former.

I couldn't help feeling a little disappointed in my heart.

Meng Yuexue raised her foot and kicked Chuan Lian's calf hard without holding back, making the latter yell out loudly, and took half a step back, looking at her junior sister in bewilderment, Meng Yuexue hated iron He cast a blank glance at Chuanlian, bowed solemnly towards Wang Anfeng, and said:
"My brother lost his composure and let the young master make fun of him."

"It's not surprising."

"The two of us grew up in the valley, and we know each other well. The senior brother knows something, and the little girl knows a thing or two. If you want to ask something, you can ask, but if you know it, you will never hide it."

He speaks calmly, even though he is only fourteen or five years old, he is still able to remain calm in the face of adversity, and he does not panic when dealing with things, which is far superior to Chuan Lian, who is superb in martial arts.

Wang Anfeng shook his head and said:

"Girls are serious."

The voice paused slightly, and after sorting out thoughts, he asked just now:
"It's just something I just thought of."

"Since it's in the secret room, how could Wei Qi die so easily..."

"Huo Lianmen has a great reputation and a great faction in the world. As the young master, Wei Qi must have guards around him. It's not surprising if he is protected by a master of the rivers and lakes. I'm just a mere third-rank warrior. How can I break through the heavy guards? Wei Qi killed."

The words stopped here, Meng Yuexue's eyes lit up slightly when she heard the words, and said:

"Not bad!"

"Ah, I just found out that the news was too flustered, but I didn't expect that even if the young master's martial arts are superb and he can enter the secret room, Wei Qi's martial arts are not bad. Maids, the sound of swords colliding for more than a moment, those maids didn't notice anything unusual?"

"Sure enough, there are many doubts!"

Chuan Lian stood beside him, feeling dizzy from hearing this. He grew up in the valley and was quiet by nature. When they arrived, the expressions of these two people became slightly relaxed, and the anxiety in their hearts also slightly eased.

Meng Yuexue breathed a sigh of relief at this moment.

They were with Wang Anfeng yesterday, and also had a conflict with Wei Qi. If the master of Huolianmen came over, they might cause troubles all over the place. They relaxed their hearts and regained their instincts. They looked at Su Wenchang, who had passed out on the bed, and made fun of him softly. road:
"It's a pity that this son fell asleep after being poked by the prince, otherwise he would have been able to inquire about the situation there at this time."

"Hey, take a closer look, this Mr. Su is very handsome."

Wang Anfeng was slightly embarrassed, but he decided in his heart that he had to go to Huo Lianmen to find clues and get rid of his own suspicions. This could have been left to Bai Lifeng, Xue Qinshuang and others, or he could have asked Fu Mo to go with him. Wang Anfeng didn't want to drag his friend into the water, so he decided to just go there by himself. With this in mind, he raised his eyes and said:

"No matter what the guess is, we still have to look at the scene to find the flaw."

"What do you two think?"

Chuan Lian was slightly startled, with a hint of retreat on his face, his eyes turned to one side, and he said in a whisper:
"This, Brother Wang, no, there is no need..."

"Right now, there are all those quacks who think you killed Wei Qi."

Meng Yuexue frowned slightly, raised her voice slightly, and said:
"What do you mean the prince killed Wei Qi?!"

"We were with Prince Wang yesterday, and we had a fight with Wei Qi earlier. In the eyes of those people, we are already on the same boat."

"If you are afraid, then I will go with Prince Wang!"

Stomping her foot lightly, Meng Yuexue turned back to look at Wang Anfeng again, pulled out a thin and sharp short sword from her waist, and stopped it in front of her. Although there was fear in her eyes, there was no lack of flying attitude, and she said in a crisp voice:
"Brother, he is soft-tempered. Brother Wang, I will go with you."

"Although my martial arts are not as good as your son's, I can still use swordsmanship to kill thieves."

Wang Anfeng nodded slightly and said:
"Then let's go..."

Because of the anxiety in their hearts, the two turned around and left in a hurry. Chuan Lian stayed where he was, but what he recalled in his mind was the smile of his junior sister and the crisp "Brother Wang", his face turned green, and after thinking about it, he chopped off his feet heavily , pulled away and hurriedly chased the two out.

"Brother Wang, Junior Sister, wait for me..."

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Hurrying to the gate of the academy, Wang Anfeng's eyes dimmed slightly.

The entrance of the school palace is facing a corridor of hundreds of meters, which leads directly to the avenue outside. There are several meters of blue walls on both sides, just because there is only a school palace here, and ordinary people will not come here. The sound fits quite well,

But looking around at this time, the vicinity of the academy that should have been empty during this period of time is actually full of quacks with swords and swords on their backs, or their muscles are stretched out like tigers and wolves, or they are dressed in long gowns with elegant demeanor. Each formed a small group, talked in low voices, and looked at each other warily.

Waiting for the moment when Wang Anfeng stepped out of the threshold of the academy.

The long road that was originally noisy, like a hundred insects whispering, suddenly became dead silent. The warrior with the battle axe, the scholar with the long sword, and the dozens of people who looked at him all turned their heads in unison. Wang Anfeng and the others looked strange, as if they couldn't believe that the latter dared to step out of the academy.

With such a situation, even Meng Yuexue, who was quite calm just now, had a small face pale with fright.

Chuan Lian's legs were trembling slightly, but he barely blocked his junior sister behind him, raising his fists slightly, surging with vigor.

Wang Anfeng closed his eyes.

At this time, everyone in the academy didn't know about this matter. The only one who knew the news was Su Wenchang, who had already passed out after Wang Anfeng tapped his acupoints, so looking around at this moment, all of them were malicious people with no helpers.

The boy raised his right hand and held it on the hilt of the wooden sword.

The five fingers move rhythmically.

The long sword was clenched tightly, and with a light clicking sound, slowly pulled out an inch of the blade.

The people in front of them are all ordinary warriors, at most no more than eighth-rank ordinary warriors.

Just because the mist was not settled, those masters chose to be the fisherman who was fishing, and they were ready to reap the benefits. Although these people only wanted to beg for soup and drink, they were not willing to make wedding dresses for others. Therefore, the moment Wang Anfeng drew his sword, Neatly took a step back, his complexion changed slightly.

The boy held the sword in his right hand, pointing the blade obliquely at the ground.

A circle of fierce energy spread from where the sword pointed.

Wang Anfeng looked up at these quacks.

He had never seen these faces before, but he could see the greed in them. At this time, he was framed by someone. If he couldn't get rid of the stigma, he would die immediately, and these people were only surrounded here. Tall and powerful, but just waiting to suck the tainted blood of his dead body.

Wang Anfeng suppressed his mood, and said slowly:

"I have no grievances with you recently, no enmity in the past, and I have never even seen each other."

"This matter is still in doubt, everyone please move out of the way."

No one backs down.

It's just that the more greedy the eyes are, the more thoughts surge in their minds.

I just feel that even though the young man in front of him is an eighth-rank martial artist, his energy is fierce.

But it is not connected with the heaven and the earth, but the water without source will eventually run out.

It's not that it can't be killed!

With this thought in mind, a murderous aura gradually grew.

Meng Yuexue had never experienced a fight before, and because of this murderous aura, her complexion became paler and paler.

Even Chuan Lian swallowed several mouthfuls of saliva, his palms trembling slightly.

Wang Anfeng closed his eyes and remained silent, his shoulders moved suddenly, the scabbard belt behind him was shattered, and flew towards Mengyuexue behind, falling into the hands of the girl, who was still puzzled.

The low-pitched sword ming sounded leisurely.

Under the eyes of dozens of gangsters full of evil thoughts and murderous intent, the young man in the blue shirt opened his black eyes slightly, tilted his head, and looked at her sideways. The black hair on his forehead was scattered and turned to one side, which made his eyebrows more gentle. chuckled softly:

"Ms. Meng, please help me with something."

"What, what?"

"Help me keep my scabbard."

Meng Yuexue was slightly taken aback, and subconsciously hugged the scabbard in her hand tightly. Wang Anfeng smiled again, turned around, stood upright, held the sword in her right hand, bent her index finger lightly, and tapped the blade lightly. Walking on foot, the momentum gradually accumulated, and then he spoke again, and said in a slow voice:
"I have no grievances with you in the past, and I have no enmity in the near future."

"Today's battle is not my intention."

"But since we are in Jianghu."

There was a slight pause in the voice, but on the face, there seemed to be complexity, and there seemed to be a clear understanding.

Finally, he laughed lightly again:

"Then let's fight freely!"

Amidst the laughter, suddenly a red gold Buddhist text spread from the center of the eyebrows, like karmic fire, igniting blazingly.

The index finger of the right hand is bent, and lightly taps on the blade of the sword.

The sound of clanging swords,

Suddenly violent!

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