The sun was scorching like fire, the breeze was gentle, and the murderous aura in the air was a little stronger. There was a tight condensation in the sky, and it was obviously a sunny day, but it made people feel extremely cold.
On the golden and luxurious wheelchair, a charming young man sat quietly. He was noble and noble, as quiet as a virgin but made people feel domineering. The cinnabar between his eyebrows was so sad and gorgeous. A snow suit made her look delicate.
Unstained, the purest lake water in the world.
The golden thread hit the wrist of the girl in white. The thin and sharp golden thread cut the girl's wrist, and blood flowed out gurglingly. As the sword fell off, Feng Nanjin slapped the armrest of the wheelchair, and two willow leaves with a cold metallic light were fired.
He shot at the other two women, forcing them to withdraw with their swords, thus relieving the Zuo Guardian from danger.
Nan Jin withdrew the golden thread, his eyes were cold and stern, and he wrapped it around the palm of his hand. He opened his thin lips slightly and said with a hint of cold sarcasm in his voice, "Ghost Palace?"
"Nan Jin!" Liusu's face lit up with surprise, and his smart eyes showed unexpected surprise. He ran over and met again. This time it was not an accidental encounter, nor was it intentional, it was just an encounter. "Why are you here?"
The coldness in Nan Jin's eyes quickly faded away, leaving only a faint warm smile, "We meet again, Su Su."
Seeing her here was a coincidence. Uncle Han behind him was also surprised, how could they be with Xuan Bei? If the young master hadn't arrived even if he hadn't arrived, these three people would have died.
"Who are you? How dare you interfere in the dispute between the Ghost Palace and the Ice Moon Palace!" A girl in snow clothes pointed her sword in the distance, pointed directly at Feng Nanjin, and shouted: "Since you know that we are the people of the Ghost Palace, if you don't want to die, hurry up
roll!"
Nan Jin's eyes were sharp, and he glanced at the girl in snow clothes calmly, and said his name unhurriedly, "Feng Nanjin!"
The voice of the man in snow clothes was calm and powerful, with a loud sound and fell hard to the ground.
The injured girl had already gotten up. When the three of them heard the words "Feng Nanjin", they all took a breath and looked at the young man sitting in the wheelchair in disbelief, who looked fragile but was actually calm and strong.
Feng Nanjin, the master of Fengjiabao in Fengcheng, once this person comes out, who in the world will compete with him?
Fengcheng is the economic center in the south of the Yangtze River and is very prosperous. Fengjiabao has been passed down by three generations. The name of the current fort master Feng Nanjin has been resounding throughout the country five years ago. Fengjiabao started out as a shipping company and is rich. The current fort master
Feng Nanjin is even more of a legend.
At the age of fifteen, he took over the Feng family business and carried out shipping reform. In just half a year, he monopolized all routes in Jiangnan. The ships traveling on the Chidan River were all marked with the Feng family mark. Not only that, during ocean transportation, pirates saw the Feng family ships.
Everyone who passed by stayed away, and no one dared to provoke the Feng family fleet.
In the world of martial arts, the four major families follow Fengjiabao's lead and obey orders.
Not only that, the Feng family also has a close relationship with the imperial court. Although I don’t know who supports Feng Nanjin in the court, he has monopolized official salt transportation from the second year he took over the Feng family shipping. Officials along the river every time
Everyone wanted to get benefits from it, but they were rejected. After the Feng family monopolized official salt, the corruption incidents that were common in official salt transportation were almost eliminated. Officials along the river hated Feng Nanjin, and they were suppressed from above after several frame-ups.
Although he was a commoner, no one dared to touch him. In the world of martial arts, black and white, business world, and court, Feng Nanjin was almost a myth.
He is a true overlord of the sea, rich as a country, and according to folk rumors, he is a veritable underground king.
