When Feng Zhongyi came in, the table next to the door happened to be empty. Because the cold wind kept blowing in from the door, no one wanted to sit at the table. Feng Zhongyi sat down at the table by the door.
The waiter came over and asked Feng Zhongyi what he wanted. Feng Zhongyi ordered a large bowl of hot noodles, two bottles of wine, and a few appetizers.
The waiter went to inform the kitchen to prepare.
At this moment, Feng Zhongyi's mind is filled with Xiang'er's face, and he imagines the scene of seeing Xiang'er. Every time he imagines it, Feng Zhongyi feels so happy and excited.
At this moment, the restaurant door curtain was lifted, and as a cold wind blew in, four middle-aged men walked in one after another.
These four middle-aged men are all wearing brocade clothes and weapons. The weapons they carry are all different. The four weapons are swords, guns, swords and halberds, which are quite distinctive.
These four people are the Four Saints of Longmen.
The Four Saints of Longmen are four brothers, all of whom are highly skilled in martial arts. Working together, the four of them cannot be underestimated.
It is said that many years ago, the four brothers joined forces and fought Yi Yexue for nearly two hundred moves, and finally Yiyexue defeated the four brothers. That battle greatly increased the reputation of the Four Saints of Longmen.
The Four Saints of Longmen are masters of the famous sect, and they hate evil as much as their enemies. Qin Jiutian deceives the world under the guise of doing justice for heaven. The four brothers do not know the inside story, so they join Qin Jiutian's service.
The eldest of the four brothers is called Long Kang. He is tall, with a purple face and a thick beard.
The four brothers of the Long family saw Feng Zhongyi as soon as they entered the house. The four brothers had seen Feng Zhongyi a few years ago, and they were surprised to meet Feng Zhongyi here.
The four brothers walked to Feng Zhongyi's table. Long Kang cupped his fists and said, "I really didn't expect to see Mr. Feng here."
Feng Zhongyi still lowered his head and stared at the table, as if he hadn't heard Long Kang's words.
Long Kang asked again: "Does Mr. Feng not recognize us?"
Feng Zhongyi, who was in reverie, finally came back to his senses. He raised his head and said to Long Kang: "So what if you recognize her. Can you help me find her? I just want to find her now. Apart from that, I am not interested in anything else.
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After that, Feng Zhongyi stopped looking at Long Kang.
The fourth brother of the Long family clearly felt that Feng Zhongyi was mentally abnormal.
Since You Feng Zhongyi's reputation in the world was not bad, Long Kang didn't mind Feng Zhongyi's attitude.
Long Kang smiled awkwardly and said, "Then we won't disturb Mr. Feng's peace. If it's convenient for Mr. Feng, let's have a drink some other time."
Then the four brothers of the Long family walked inside, and they chose a table in the middle and sat down.
As the four brothers from the Long family stopped to greet Feng Zhongyi, Tang Yao and Xiaoling Wang couldn't help but glance at Feng Zhongyi who was sitting at the door.
In the wind, Yiwu lowers his head and thinks.
Soon, Feng Zhongyi’s food and drinks were served first.
Feng Zhongyi drank wine first, and while drinking, he kept mumbling words, but he didn't know what he said.
The four Tang Yao people also had enough to eat and drink. Due to the exhaustion from the long days of traveling, Tang Yao was going to go back to the inn to rest. The four Tang Yao people left the table and when they passed the table of the Four Saints of Longmen, Tang Yao also winked at Long Kang to let them
After dinner, take a rest quickly so that you can leave early tomorrow.
When Tangyao passed by Feng Zhongyi's table, Feng Zhongyi happened to drink a glass of wine. He said to himself: "The spring breeze blows through the green window screen, and I will hold your hand to draw begonias. Xiang'er, I want to hold your hand to draw begonias."
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Tang Yao suddenly stopped, wondering why these two lines of poems and Xiang'er were so familiar.
Where had she heard these two lines of poetry?
Yi smelled a delicate fragrance lingering beside the table in the wind, and he raised his head.
The fragrance is the fragrance exuding from Tang Yao.
Feng Zhongyi raised his head and saw Tang Yao's melancholy eyes, as well as the crabapple flowers on Tang Yao's veil.
At this moment, Feng Zhongyi's sad and gloomy eyes shone with a long-lost light.
At this moment, Tang Yao felt that this elegant and handsome but melancholy young man seemed familiar!
Where have you seen it?!
Is it in a dream?!
King Xiaoling saw that Tang Yao was acting abnormally, and he said, "Sister, what's wrong?"
Tang Yao came back to her senses, and she covered it up: "I feel a little unwell. Let's go back and rest now."
Even though Tang Yao said this, even though she took a step forward, her head was still slightly tilted toward Feng Zhongyi, and her eyes still stayed on Feng Zhongyi's face.
Feng Zhongyi suddenly reached out and held Tang Yao's hand.
At that moment, Feng Zhongyi's hands were trembling, and Tang Yao also trembled.
Men and women are not close to each other, not to mention that Feng Zhongyi is a stranger to Tang Yao. Feng Zhongyi suddenly held Tang Yao's hand, which made Tang Yao embarrassed. She wanted to withdraw her hand, but failed.
This also made the Little Spirit King furious.
"Are you crazy? Don't you want to live anymore!" Little Spirit King shouted in the wind. Then he said to the hunched back: "Chop off his dirty hands!"
The hunched-over sword was quickly drawn out, and the sharp knife behind his back was already in his hand. The sword flashed and slashed towards Feng Zhongyi's wrist.
If Feng Zhongyi does not withdraw his hand, his hand will be cut off with a knife.
Feng Zhongyi did not withdraw his hand, but a sword light suddenly appeared, and the sword light pierced the throat of the hunched back. Only the sword light was seen, but the sword was not seen. He did not know where the sword in the wind was.
The hunchback was shocked. If he didn't withdraw his sword and dodge, his throat would be pierced by the sword light.
The hunched figure quickly dodged, and the sword light disappeared.
Tang Yao and Xiao Ling Wang were astonished. They didn't expect that this crazy scholar was a hidden master. He actually forced the sly hunchback back with one move.
King Xiaoling was even more angry. He was about to take action, but Tang Yao quickly stopped him.
Tangyao now shoulders heavy responsibilities, and she doesn't want to cause trouble.
Tang Yao's subordinates in the hall also cast their gazes over, and some of them had murderous intent in their eyes. The four brothers of the Long family also left the table and walked over.
When the four brothers saw that Feng Zhongyi had actually grabbed Tang Yao's hand, with his face full of affection and his eyes filled with ecstasy, the four brothers were stunned.
Even if it was love at first sight, as the famous Shu Jianlang, it would be too rude.
Long Kang coughed twice and hurriedly smoothed things over: "Girl, this young man is my friend. He is the Sixth Heavenly Sword Master. He drank too much..."
Long Kang first let Tang Yao and others know who the lost young man in front of them was.
Only then did Tang Yao and Xiao Lingwang realize that this seemingly crazy young man was actually the famous Feng Zhongyi, known as the No. 1 Sword of Dayu.
The Little Spirit King said: "Damn it, not to mention the sixth heaven, even the first heaven, you can't molest a decent woman in broad daylight! Let him let go now, if he doesn't let me go, I will burn him!"
At this moment, the drinkers in the hall knew that the young man was Shu Jianlang. Except for Tang Yao's people, the rest were very excited. They left the table to watch the fun.
Tang Yao's men also gathered around.
Tang Yao used his eyes to signal his subordinates not to act rashly.
Tangyao looked at Feng Zhongyi, with resentment in her eyes. She said softly: "Why is Mr. Feng so rude? Does Mr. Feng want to use his power to bully a weak woman like me? This is an insult to your reputation."
Feng Zhongyi didn't care about reputation at this moment. He still held Tang Yao's hand. He stood up slowly. He stared at the begonia on Tang Yao's veil and said excitedly: "Are you Xiang'er?"
Tang Yao said: "Young Master has admitted the wrong person. I am not Xiang'er at all. My name is You Lian."
Tangyao made up a nonsense name.
Feng Zhong recalled: "You must be! Otherwise, why would you have crabapple flowers on your veil? Xiang'er likes crabapple flowers the most."
Tang Yao saw Feng Zhongyi's face full of infatuation and his eyes filled with desire. She knew that Mr. Feng must be an infatuated man.
Tang Yao sighed quietly.
"Master Feng, I hope you can find Xiang'er. But I am really not Xiang'er. There are many people in the world who like Begonia flowers."
"Isn't it? You can tell at a glance!"
Feng Zhongyi held Tang Yao's hand in his right hand, and stretched out his left hand towards Tang Yao's veil, as if to lift up Tang Yao's veil.
Little Spirit King also took action instantly and grabbed Feng Zhongyi's hand.