A Paragon of Wuhun

Chapter 267

The person in front of the courtyard is a 50-year-old old man. The hair mustache has been white, and the face has a deep wrinkle, and the eyes are turbid, no brilliance. He looked with a waist, wearing an ordinary clothes, it still had some embarrassment, and there was no difference between the body, it looked at the ordinary people who were doing higenous in Neuang Zongzong.

In the eyes of the mute, the eyes flabs, flashing a light, but then disappeared.

He grinned, revealing a yellow tooth, hoarse voice and low sink: "Little young master, I haven't seen you for a long time, I didn't expect you to have such a achievement."

"The master really didn't look at the wrong person, how would he collect the disciples, and how will it be an ordinary generation?"

The matte is not dumb, he is just silent, very few. Chen Feng saw his first side, Master Yan Qing Yu made him call it as a matte.

Correctly, the mute should be an old servant by Yan Qingfeng. Chen Feng didn't know when the matte was followed by Master. I only knew that I was taken back from Yan Qing Yu to Qianzong, and the matte is always Stay here.

Mute uncle and Yan Qing Yu, named the primary servant, in fact, love the brother, and he is also a generation of Chen Feng as his own

Chen Feng didn't know how strong the strength of his dumb is because he has never seen his dumb.

Chen Feng and his dumb have excellent feelings, he still remembers, when I am a child, I'm riding on the neck of my dumb, and the mountains are running.

Chen Feng saw all around, see no one around, hurry to open the hospital door, whispered: "Come, matte, let's go in."

The other three rooms in the yard are all tight and windows, there is no sound, they all go to the game, have not come back.

Chen Feng came to his own room with his dumb, and he was sorry to touch his head: "Dumb, you see me, the family four walls, nothing."

The matte uncle smiled low: "The family four walls, not in the world's rich, this is a mentality that a war should have."

When you looked at Chen Feng, his face was revealed: "When I left, I still didn't try myself. At that time, my heart told me, don't think too much, rest assured, I Yan Qing Yu's apprentice, Can you be an ordinary generation? Sure enough, the master didn't lie. I have gone in a few years, you have grown to so. "

"Care machine, be careful, and strength is quite strong, I am very pleased."

"Thank you for your mute.

"Chen Feng was sorbingly scratched, suddenly remembered what is like, said:" Right, matte, you suddenly leave eight years ago, because what is because of what! "

Chen Feng still remembers, eight years ago, the matte suddenly left, and there was no trace of disappearance. He didn't know where to go. Ask Master, Yan Qing Yu does not say.

The dumb eldest sighs, and the color is now in the color: "eight years ago, eight years ago, I went to Daning City."

"Datun City?" Chen Feng was slightly associated.

Datun City is the giant city you have in Danyang County. For the dislocation festival, there are many big families, and it is not inferior to such a parade in Qianyuan.

"I know you will ask." The dumb said: "Since I am here today, I will tell you in the past few years."

Datun City has a family, one of Daning City, one of the four major people.

Yanjia.

I heard these two words, Chen Feng immediately opened his eyes, and a heartbeat jumped: "Yan Jia, Master Yan Qing Yu ..."

"You think it's right." The mute said: "The lord is the Yan family, but he is not a Yan family, it is not a long, he is just a prostitute."

"He sighed, the veteran is right, I should not talk about it behind, but this thing involves the shame of the millet, I must tell you clearly."

"Master's mother, is a daughter of a small household, a maid in Yanjia. One time, Yan Jia's master Yan Dongxun is drunk, just looks at this maid, so there is a paragraph. Yuan. Later, the maid was pregnant in October, and Yan Jiao did not recognize. Yan Jia's mother, but also directly giving the maid to the poison, drive out the house. "

"Later, the maid, self-cultivation of the old man, accumulating the pain, finally in the end of the end, the man is at the age of ten."

"Later, the lord went into the Qianyuan Zongmen, the name is nothing, and the scenery is no two. After the family heard this, it is quite regret, and the Yan family, I don't know if it is cursed ..."

Speaking here, the expression of the matte and pleasant face: "Since the mother of the mother and the mother is driven out of the government, Yan Jia's old woman has never have a son."

To be, his voice suddenly became dignified: "Chen Feng, you have to listen well, one word is not missing, because this may be related to the lord. If you want to report the blood sea, you must To listen to this thing. "

Chen Feng nodded, and his face was firm: "Dumb, you said."