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Chapter two hundred and seventy-two, people on the island

In the house, on the couch.

The beef soup was lying in thin clothes, smiling like a flower.

Crunch.

The door was pushed open and Feng Wuhen appeared at the door.

The beef soup smiled even brighter, hooked his fingers and said, "I'm not a tiger, what are you afraid of?"

Bang.

The door is closed.

Feng Wuhen walked over, looked at her, and said, "Do you think I'm afraid of you?"

Beef Soup smiled and said, "If you are not afraid of me, why are you still standing there? Am I not beautiful?"

"You are very beautiful." Feng Wuhen said sincerely, "But you are not smart."

The beef soup smiled even more happily.

"You don't think I should do that?"

Feng Wuhen said: "You don't have to do this, and for me, it's not a loss."

A gust of fragrance came.

Feng Wuhen was already hugged by beef soup, and the beef soup said: "I don't think I'm suffering a loss. At this time, there is only one person suffering a loss."

"Who?"

Beef Soup smiled happily, and her eyes fell on the figure in front of the window.

The window was closed, but there was a person standing in front of the window.

It's none other than Gongsun Lan.

Gongsun Lan stood upright, staring at Feng Wuhen with her eyes straight, and her beef soup, her expression remained unchanged, which gave people an indescribable complex feeling.

This is of course a beef soup requirement.

Beef soup hugged Feng Wuhen and said to Gongsun Lan as if declaring sovereignty: "I said that as long as it is yours, I will take it away."

Gongsun Lan took a deep breath, showed a faint smile on her face, and said, "Do you know that men will never suffer any loss when doing things with women?"

Beef Soup frowned and knew that there was something in Gongsun Lan's words.

Gongsun Lan continued: "No matter what, he is always my man."

The beef soup was a little angry.

But at this moment, Feng Wuhen suddenly reached out and hugged the beef soup and said, "I never thought of refusing this kind of thing."

Of course, Feng Wuhen would not refuse, so the beef soup exclaimed.

Soon Gongsun Lan's face turned red.

After a while, Gongsun Lan thought everything was about to end, but at this moment she also exclaimed.

Gongsun Lan was picked up.

"What do you want to do?" a trembling voice continued.

Feng Wuhen didn't speak, and he didn't have to speak.

There are some things that needless to be said, Gongsun Lan also knows.

Hawkeye Lao Qi is indeed a person who keeps his promises. He not only prepared a ship for Feng Wuhen, but also a big ship. In addition, he also prepared seven or eight experienced sailors.

As long as you don’t encounter strong winds and waves, the ship will definitely be able to sail to that island.

Feng Wuhen stood on the deck, looking at the endless sea, but his thoughts were blown away. At this moment, he found a vague but tall figure in his mind.

Wu Ming.

What kind of person is this? Why are Wu Ming and Gongsun Lan respectful to him? How will Wu Ming deal with him?

After a long time, Feng Wuhen thought of someone again.

Gong Jiu.

If Gong Jiu didn't get on the boat, would he go to which island? Will the next time the two meet, will they face each other in life and death?

There is no answer to all of this.

The ships sailed for more than half a month, and when the end of the year approached, they finally arrived at the island.

When the boats docked, the island looked like it was rarely visited. Walking on the beach, you could see a large forest ahead, and there was no trace of pedestrians along the way.

If it weren't for Gongsun Lan, the beef soup was very familiar with this place, and he thought they had come to the wrong place.

After passing through a forest for several miles, there is another village of light and light.

If the front gives people the feeling of a wasteland that is rarely visited, passing through the forest gives people the feeling of coming to a magnificent city.

The towering and gorgeous buildings and the pedestrians coming and going, all of this makes people feel as if they have arrived in the bustling city.

Beef soup said: "Did you not expect it?"

Feng Wuhen nodded: "It's really hard to imagine.



Beef soup said: "Then you will meet many more unexpected things."

Feng Wuhen did not doubt it.

From this luxurious building complex, Feng Wuhen could feel that this place is a magical place, and there will inevitably be many magical people.

Not long after, a group of guards appeared.

They first saluted Gongsun Lan and beef soup, and then ordered Feng Wuhen to take him to the guest room for rest.

Feng Wuhen did not refuse.

After all, the current situation is already a matter of being a slaughter, so even if the situation is bad, it will not be bad.

Four big men led the way in front, and another was talking to Feng Wuhen to introduce the story. This man was very talkative. They walked through the lively market, through the neatly planned streets, and entered an alley. They walked about four or five hundred meters, and then walked out of the alley and saw a large area of ​​bungalows.

These houses are connected to each other, but are separated by yards to form independent residences.

This is exactly where Feng Wuhen arranged to live.

The tall and thin man led Feng Wuhen into the house, then introduced the situation here, and left.

This person particularly emphasized that when you go, don’t visit other places.

As for the reason, the man didn't say it.

The house where Feng Wuhen is located is located on the left. Most of the people living here have to return to their own houses and pass by the gate of the courtyard.

In less than a quarter of an hour, Feng Wuhen saw three people.uu read books www.uukanshu.com

These three people more or less surprised Feng Wuhen.

The first one who walked over was actually a monk.

The monk's white beard is fluttering and his temperament is extraordinary, but what is shocking is that the monk is actually gnawing on a chicken leg.

The second one who walked over was an old beggar.

This old beggar is not young anymore, wearing shabby clothes and is dirty, and looks no different from beggars elsewhere. However, there are seven or eight small yellow flowers on his head, giving people an indescribable sense of weirdness.

The third one walked over was a very mature woman.

This woman is like a peach, as if she can drip water with just a pinch. Her every move gives people amazing temptation.

This woman could be said to be a very normal moment, but strangely, he was holding a mountain-piercing axe that was at least seven feet long in his hand. The axe not only shone silver, but also shone with dazzling light. It seemed to be made of pure iron. You can tell at a glance that the weight is not light.

Among the three, only this woman looked at Feng Wuhen in the yard. Her beautiful eyes showed a strange look, and it seemed strange that there were guests living in this place.

But the woman just took a look and left.

Feng Wuhen didn't ask about their situation from beginning to end, just watched quietly, but he was more or less surprised.

He has eyesight, and it can be seen that these three are all martial arts masters and are extremely skilled.

Who are they? What kind of identities do they have?

As soon as he arrived here, Feng Wuhen became even more curious about it.

Another quarter of an hour later, the first guest finally visited Feng Wuhen.
Chapter completed!
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