Li Chengfeng didn't notice Su Yuehan's complicated heart at all. After bandaging Zhao Xiaobao carefully, he leaned against the door frame and rested for a while, adjusted his strength, and then suddenly opened his eyes and stood up.

Su Yuehan was stunned and blurted out: "Young Master, where are you going?"

Li Chengfeng turned his head slightly, his face was as deep as water, and he looked at Zhao Xiaobao who was in a coma with a firm expression, and said, "Go to Zangxiu Pavilion!" After that, he walked out quickly, and his feet might not be as fast as he could, but he could reach the distance in a few steps.

Su Yuehan looked at Li Chengfeng's figure and was a little dazed, and she felt a little anxious and uneasy: Zangxiu Pavilion? What did he do in Zangxiu Pavilion? Could it be...Is someone from Zangxiu Pavilion to save Zhao Xiaobao?

Li Chengfeng left quickly, and the wind was rising under his feet, and his heart was like a ball of flames. The flames burned him so hard that he was anxious and hot. He was not hungry and put on a pair of hot wheels under him and rushed to Lord Zangxiu.

At this time, the sky was gray and light snow began to fall quietly in the sky. The cold wind mixed with granular snow particles hit Li Chengfeng's face, making him feel slightly numb. He was staring at the snow in front of the cold wind, and was walking rapidly on a deep mountain path that quickly turned into blue and white. He was so windy and in a hurry that seemed to be out of place with the slow snow around him.

Li Chengfeng ran all the way. When he reached the gate of Zangxiuge Mountain, it was already dark. He was sweating all over his clothes. His head and shoulders were steaming, his face was red, and his forehead was sweating as big as beans.

"Stop! The important place of Zangxiu Pavilion, men must not enter!" Before they arrived in front of the mountain gate, two female monks wearing Zangjin Pavilion monk uniforms and three green edges embroidered on their cuffs appeared under the mountain gate.

Li Chengfeng didn't care about seeing the two of them clearly. He politely politely said, "Li Chengfeng from Zangjian Pavilion, ask to see the senior sister of Zangxiu Pavilion..."

Li Chengfeng wanted to respect his name, but he was stunned. He didn't know the name of his senior sister, so he had to swallow the rest of the words awkwardly.

A female monk on the left shouted, "Rare, can you, Senior Sister, be the one who is not a good newcomer in Zangjian Pavilion, sees you as soon as you want?"

The female monk on the right also sneered and said, "Get back quickly, don't waste your time!"

If Li Chengfeng, who had a strong sense of self-esteem, had already been furious, but now he seemed to have not heard of it and said firmly: "I'll both sisters report it, Li Chengfeng from Zangjian Pavilion asked his senior sister to show his compassion and help him to save his life!" As he said that, he knelt down with a thud.

The two female monks were not moved at all. The female monk on the right had very high cheekbones, thin cheeks, and looked very mean. She sneered: "Oh? Just have a cat or dog, kneel down and beg your head, and you can ask our senior sister for help? Humph, this favor is a little too cheap! If someone comes, he will be punished, will our senior sister be exhausted to death?"

The female monk on the left laughed, her laughter was extremely sharp.

But Li Chengfeng did not give up. He stared at the two senior sisters in front of him and the mountain gate behind them.

The gate of Zangxiu Pavilion is very unique. It is not like the towering and majestic Zangjin Pavilion, nor is it like the awe-inspiring and solemn gate of Zangjian Pavilion. Its stone pillars on the left and right are like flowing water, with a arch of a silence of moon and a half moon arched on the left and right. A beautiful woman is carved on the stone arch, with a fluttering dress, a hairpin, and a colorful sleeve. She leans on the stone arch and silence, silently staring at everything under the mountain. She is both floating and out of the world, graceful and high, and unattainable.

This is not only an ordinary mountain gate, but also a dividing line and an insurmountable natural barrier. It clearly made Li Chengfeng realize where the gap between him and them was.

The things he was arrogant and domineering in the past did not play any role in the face of such powerful forces. In the past, he had no desires and no desires, so he could naturally entertain himself. There were no tigers and monkeys in the mountains to be called kings.

But now, since you have something to ask others, you have to bow down, bend down, and lay down your self-esteem on the ground, making people step on it so shattered and slapped into mud.

Li Chengfeng tasted such a shame once when he met Sun Boren, and now he has tasted it again.

For the first time, for his mother, he bent his knees down. The eldest young master who was proud of his bones felt that it was worth it.

This time, for the sake of his hairdressing brother, he once again bent his knees and bent his usual straight backbone. In his opinion, as long as he can save Zhao Xiaobao, the so-called dignity, reserve and pride are not important!

The world is great, not as fate as brothers!

Li Chengfeng no longer looked at the two female monks at this time. He whispered loudly: "Li Chengfeng, a disciple of Zangjian Pavilion, begged the senior sister to help him and save his life!"

The female monk on the right shouted, "Hey, the surname Li, you've had enough! Get out quickly, senior sister won't come out!"

Li Chengfeng seemed to have not heard of it. After a while, he whispered loudly: "Li Chengfeng, a disciple of Zangjian Pavilion, begged the senior sister to help him and save his life!"

The female monk on the right said angrily: "Boy from Zangjian Pavilion, are you provoking our Zangxiu Pavilion!"

Li Chengfeng looked at her and said seriously: "Sister, which Lingshan Sect is not allowed to shout in front of this mountain gate?"

"You!" The mean-facing female monk was furious and his words were stunned.

The female monk on the left had slender eyes, giving people a bad impression. She said to the female monk beside her: "I'm very irrelevant with this guy. He wants to kneel there and shout, just let him go. If you have the ability, just kneel until the senior sister comes out!" As she said that, she looked at the female monk next to her, and the two burst into laughter, with gloating on their faces.

Li Chengfeng looked at them deeply, as if he wanted to deeply imprint their appearance in his heart. Then he withdrew his gaze, stared straight at the mountain gate, and whispered: "Li Chengfeng, a disciple of Zangjian Pavilion, begged the eldest sister to help and save lives!"

After shouting like this for a full hour, the sky became darker and the snow became heavier. Lingshan was rendered into a blue-white world. Li Chengfeng's shoulders and hair were covered with thin layer of crystal snow seeds. Li Chengfeng would shout loudly every half of the incense stick. His voice was loud and he was sent into the mountains from afar, but Li Chengfeng didn't know how far his voice could penetrate the high mountain gate and send it in.

The two female monks guarding the mountain gate were watching the fun at first, but after seeing Li Chengfeng kneeling on the ground and motionless, like a puppet on time, they soon felt bored, their bodies flashed and disappeared from the spot. But Li Chengfeng knew that as long as they moved, they would appear again, afraid that they were hiding in a corner that could shelter from the wind and snow at this time, and were peeking around.

Another hour later, the snow seeds were finally no longer falling down in the sky, and replaced by heavy goose feather snow. This is the largest snow since the beginning of winter in Lingshan and even Cheng'an. The heavy snow in the sky was only tea cups and immediately covered almost all the green of Lingshan. As the sky became darker, the waning moon carved on the gate of Zangxiuge Mountain was now emitting a soft light, illuminating the surroundings.

Li Chengfeng knelt alone in front of the mountain gate, and soon turned into a snowman. He did not move, but his voice was still loud: "Li Chengfeng, a disciple of Zangjian Pavilion, begged the eldest sister to help him and save his life!"

The voice was sent out from afar. The two female monks in front of the gate of Zangxiuge Mountain sneered at each other, but they followed quietly. Su Yuehan, who was hiding in the distance and watching all this, could not help but burst into tears and her eyes were blurred.

This is exactly: the road to the three mountains is far away, and the body is in danger. On the snowy night in Lingshan, the lonely people from a foreign land. Although they are far away from their flesh and blood, they are also close to their children. That is why they are drifting and the year will be bright and new.

From a distance, Li Chengfeng's figure was so small and helpless, so lonely and fragile, but at this moment, in Su Yuehan's heart, he was so tall and so upright. He placed his dignity on the ground and was trampled into the mud and dust, but his character rose unprecedentedly in Su Yuehan's heart.
Chapter completed!