Han Feng left the stage amidst the cheers of Xuanjiansi fans and walked towards Guo Qinhan's group.
Guo Qinhan, who had won the previous game, slapped Han Feng on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Good boy, look at your attitude, I'm afraid you're going to run into me."
"You have to ask the captain to show mercy."
Han Feng responded with a smile.
Everyone showed a knowing smile.
After the competition ended, Lord Nangong Lian announced that today's competition was over, and everyone began to disperse.
Han Feng looked at the eager eyes of the guards nearby. In order to avoid being surrounded by crazy fans, he pulled everyone to prepare to leave quickly.
Bai Feihuang, who had won the first game, came over at this time and looked at Han Feng with a smile:
"Congratulations~"
Han Feng responded with a smile:
"Same joy~"
"Hey, Bai Zhijian is here too, why don't we let Han Feng cook a delicious meal together!"
Gu Yunzhou has been thinking about Han Feng's food since he last tasted it.
Everyone's eyes lit up.
Although Bai Feihuang did not agree, Han Feng noticed from the corner of his eyes that she swallowed.
Except for Meng Yuqi, a girl who doesn't like martial arts, the rest of the team won. Everyone can celebrate.
But... Han Feng has other plans today.
So under Han Feng's strong request, everyone had to go to the dining hall to eat.
A little frustrated... A group of people walked towards an unknown dining hall located in the middle of the Hanging Sword Division.
At this time, a man in his thirties wearing a black robe came over and joined everyone.
"Hey, where are everyone going?"
Everyone looked up and saw, isn't this the guy we had hot pot with last time - the big fan of "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" - Brother Hua Cheng?
Guo Qinhan had the best relationship with Hua Cheng. He walked to him and replied:
"Oh, isn't it just a busy time in Si Zhong? A group of us decided to go to the dining hall to order some good dishes and have a meal."
Huacheng's martial arts skills were only average among the envoys, and he was defeated by Duan Muxuan, a rookie from the Hanging Sword Division, in the first match, so Guo Qinhan didn't say he was going to celebrate his victory in the competition.
Meng Yuqi, a heartless girl, didn't care about her failure at all, and happily invited:
"Brother Hua, let's go eat together."
Brother Hua actually agreed: "That's good, I won't be polite."
Just from his words and deeds, it can be seen that Brother Hua is a heroic person
That is to say, to add personal matters, everyone brought Hua Cheng to the dining hall.
As the eating and drinking place of the Xuanjian Division, the dining hall is quite luxurious and spacious, with three floors inside and outside, with cornices and corners. Among them is a carved phoenix, which is elegantly decorated.
Han Feng and his party found a private room on the second floor to avoid being pestered by Han Feng's fans. They ordered a variety of delicious dishes and ate to their heart's content.
During the dinner, Hua Cheng came over to talk to Han Feng several times, mostly mentioning his love for "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", and then led to a new link...Update...
"Xiao Han... why hasn't the second half of "Legend of the Condor Heroes" come out yet? Have you not contacted the bookseller? It's okay, tell Brother Hua, I still have some respect in the world of martial arts.
It’s not a problem for a merchant to print books!”
Hua Cheng said while patting his chest.
Han Feng responded with a bit of a fake smile:
"Ha, I still lack some inspiration, don't be in a hurry... don't be in a hurry..."
"Why aren't you anxious? Do you know that millions of people in the world are waiting eagerly every day just to know what happened to Guo Jing after he fell to the ground! Alas, you have to drink this glass of wine!"
While talking, Hua Cheng picked up a wine glass and brought it to Han Feng.
Han Feng glanced at Hua Cheng, a strange color flashed in his eyes, took the wine glass and drank it in one gulp.
"Hey, brother Han Feng, I also think you have to drink from me! I'm also waiting to see the story of Guo Jing and Huang Rong!"
This girl Meng Yuqi also came to cause trouble.
Seeing this situation, everyone came to urge Geng to drink, even Lao Bai and Luo Yingrou, who had just joined the Xuanjian Division, were no exception.
Only Bai Feihuang held up his hands and laughed at the scene without saying much.
During the meal, Han Feng, who was urged to watch, was given countless glasses of wine and became drunk.
The table was full, the banquet was over, and everyone left.
The meal lasted until late at night, and Xuanjian Sizhong picked up lanterns all over the street.
Saying goodbye to everyone, Han Feng walked back to the small courtyard on the mountain alone.
Walk alone.
The bright moon is missing, and it sheds its brilliance.
There are shadows of trees on both sides of the path.
Han Feng was walking drunkenly on the road, suddenly stopped, muttered and looked ahead:
"Huh? Who are you?"
Han Feng stood staggeringly, smelling of alcohol as he spoke.
"Han Feng, I don't believe you are not vigilant."
A cloaked man walked out of the shadow of the trees in front, with his hands behind his back.
"So, I think your drunken behavior is all an act."
The figure and voice of this cloaked man are so familiar.
"Oh, then why do you dare to come out?"
After hearing the cloaked man's words, Han Feng restrained his drunken look and showed the Cold Moon Sword in his hand.
Not even half drunk.
The cloaked man sneered.
"I see you as prey, and you see yourself as a fishing rod. I hunt you, and you fish for me, but you are too confident. How can you be sure that I am not deliberately letting you discover my loopholes, and then prompt you to lure me
Show up?"
As the cloaked man spoke, he approached Han Feng, and tiny poisonous insects began to fly around him.
"After all...in the face of absolute power, your calculations are like a joke."
"Oh? Then have you ever thought that these ideas of yours are also being considered by me? Brother Hua!"
Han Feng looked squarely at the cloaked man in front of him.
When Hua Cheng heard Han Feng reveal his identity, he raised his head and laughed, with black energy surging around his body. Then he took off the cloak that covered his face, revealing a completely different evil expression from the one on the table before:
"As expected, you are the one who defeated the evil god. The guards in the Hanging Sword Division are secretly rumoring that you are very likely to become the next generation's head of the Hanging Sword Division. You guessed my identity so easily."
Han Feng scratched his hair helplessly and smiled at Hua Cheng:
"I can't help it, God has given me so many blessings and made me such a good child."
Huacheng was angered by Han Feng's tone:
"What a loud tone! The last time my spiritual magic was blocked by the mark of the evil god on your body, it made me scared for several days. Now that I think about it, you are just a mortal hated by gods and demons. At most, you did it because of the future mirror.
You have acted to resist the gods, but your essence... is just an ordinary eighth-grade warrior!"
Hua Cheng, who was wearing a cloak, seemed to recall the look back at Wu Sheng's old mother when he spoke, with uncontrollable fear in his tone...
Han Feng heard Hua Cheng's fear and grinned: "Brother Hua, you were so frightened by Wusheng Mother. I don't know how you still have the guts to intercept and kill me."
After adjusting his robes, Han Feng looked behind Hua Cheng, whose face was slightly distorted:
"After all, I am not just an ordinary person who has been rewarded with a meal by God... What God has rewarded me with...is a banquet of Manchu and Han Dynasties~"
Hua Cheng noticed that Han Feng's eyes did not stay on him, but behind him.
Turning his head and looking back, there was someone standing behind him!