At least from this point of view, the martial arts forces in Changlin Province are indeed far from Zhongyue Province.

As he was about to walk into the living room, Peng Wen saw Chen Feiyu's steps were light and strong, and he couldn't help but frown.

"Strange, logically speaking, Chen Feiyu has been infected with the 'Tian Gui San' and should have the corresponding symptoms of poisoning. Why does he seem to have nothing to do? It's really a ghost.

Forget it, Chen Feiyu has been poisoned anyway. According to the toxicity of "Tiangui San", at most one or two hours, Chen Feiyu will definitely experience unbearable symptoms of stomach pain, and it will hurt more and more every day.

After Chen Feiyu suffered a few days and suffered a lot, I avoid Wen Shiqin and found Chen Feiyu to tell him the truth. I don’t believe that Chen Feiyu dares not listen to me!"

Peng Wen was very excited, as if he had completely grasped Chen Feiyu's fate.

Suddenly, a warm greeting came from the living room, as if there were many people coming from the living room.

Wen Shiqin said in surprise: "It seems that the head of the Duanmu family has arrived, and they are coming so fast."

Peng Wen's attention was immediately attracted and he said excitedly: "This is an excellent opportunity to get in touch with the Duanmu family. As long as you can leave a good impression on the Duanmu family head or Han Shao, not only the Wen family, but also our Peng family can take advantage of the situation and sway! "

After saying that, Peng Wen couldn't even care about Chen Feiyu, and couldn't help but speed up. He walked towards the living room first, and soon left Chen Feiyu and Wen Shiqin behind.

Wen Shiqin was stunned. This was the first time she saw Peng Wen so excited. It turned out that Brother Wen, who had always been mature and steady, would also have such excitement and even almost flattering side when facing a giant like Duanmu family.

Look at Chen Feiyu next to him, he raised his chest and raised his head, his steps were steady, and his expression was calm, without any turmoil due to the arrival of the Duanmu family. Although it is not ruled out that Chen Feiyu did not know how powerful the Duanmu family is, judging from Chen Feiyu's neither humble nor arrogant attitude, his style is already much higher than Peng Wen.

Wen Shiqin's inner evaluation of Chen Feiyu was one step further.

How could she know that in fact, the Duanmu family, which is a huge figure in her and Peng Wen's eyes, is not worth showing off for Chen Feiyu. After all, when he was in Changlin Province, Chen Feiyu had fought with the eighth-ranked Zuo family and the third-ranked Su family. As a result, the young master of the Zuo family and Dao Bo died, and the head of the Su family and the eight major kings were wiped out!

Therefore, the Duanmu family, which ranks ninth in Zhongyue Province, is just the Duanmu family for Chen Feiyu, and there is nothing special about it.

At this time, just as Wen Shiqin looked at Chen Feiyu and her heart was getting higher and higher in her opinion, suddenly, Chen Feiyu turned his head and looked at her, and walked forward, asking, "What, do you have a flower on my face? Otherwise, why are you staring at me?"

Wen Shiqin's pretty face turned red and she immediately turned her head: "It's nothing, let's go quickly, don't let the distinguished guests wait for a long time."

After saying that, she hurried forward, as if she wanted to escape this embarrassment.

Soon, they came to the living room.

Chen Feiyu looked around and saw that there was a table of dishes in the living room. In addition to Wen Jingyun, Wen Zhongjie and his son, there were three strangers, two old men in their fifties and sixties, and a young man.

Among them, the old man sitting at the top of the wine table was wearing a black Zhongshan suit, with gray hair, bright eyes, and a national character face that was powerful without anger. He looked quite like a great demeanor from the Republic of China period. More importantly, the old man exuded a "half-step legend" atmosphere, and almost no one in the entire living room dared to look at him.

Chen Feiyu nodded secretly. If what he expected was, the old man should be Duanmu Yong'an, the head of the Duanmu family.

The old man sitting at the lower head of the right was thin, wearing a Tang suit, with his eyes slightly closed, as if he was indifferent to what was happening in the living room. However, his body exuded the aura of a middle-level master, and his slightly closed eyes were faintly flowing, like a nap tiger, and a tiger would go down the mountain to eat people at any time.
Chapter completed!