Sitting in the main hall, Zhuo Mufeng listened to Ding Long's gossip, and always chatted with the other party with an uneasy smile, which was his specialty.

After a while, maybe I felt that the time was almost done. Ding Long cleared his throat and took a sip of tea ceremony: "Su Wen Young Master Zhuo is anxious that his master is righteous, and he is loyal to him. Ding has admired him for a long time.

To be honest, Ding encountered a disaster recently, which was related to the survival of the Ding family. If Young Master Zhuo could take action with justice, Ding would be grateful. After that, when Young Master Zhuo gave instructions, Ding would never refuse."

After saying that, he stood up and bowed solemnly to Zhuo Mufeng.

Seeing his father like this, Ding Fu couldn't sit still, but her face was full of entanglement. Perhaps because of her previous disgust, she now changed her attitude and seemed too embarrassed.

"Uncle Ding doesn't have to do this. I wonder what happened to you?"

Zhuo Mufeng quickly stopped the other party, without saying agreeing, nor without saying he would not agree.

Ding Long said with a sad look on his face, "Young Master Zhuo doesn't know anything. Just a few days ago, Ding's only son was robbed by the twelve thieves outside Shucheng. They threatened to ask Ding to replace him with 500 taels.

These days, Ding raised silver everywhere and finally collected all the money. However, as bandits, I was afraid that they would not abide by their trust, so I wanted to invite Mr. Zhuo to accompany Ding to the Eagle-billed Cliff outside the city in three days to serve Ding's town."

Zhuo Mufeng really wants to say that you should contact the government office for such a thing.

But Ding Long immediately explained that the twelve thieves were quite powerful in Shucheng, and it is said that there were people covering the government. If they reported to the government behind their backs, once the news was leaked, they would most likely be torn to the votes.

"This matter involves the only son, I really dare not be careless. Please forgive me for Young Master Zhuo."

Ding Long bowed again.

At this point, Zhuo Mufeng finally knew why the other party was so enthusiastic.

He has never liked trouble, but he has received help from the other party, so he cannot help but express his feelings.

I just don’t know how powerful the twelve thieves are. Zhuo Mufeng is not good at asking directly, otherwise it would give people the feeling of bullying the weak and afraid of the strong, wouldn’t it damage his image as a true gentleman?

While hesitating, I suddenly heard someone informing me that the Ding Mansion’s housekeeper had returned and brought several helpers.

I saw several men entering the main hall in a row.

The middle-aged man wearing a square hat on his head looked happy. He first greeted Ding Long, and then introduced him to both parties.

A man with purple face, a short and strong man with a very stable lower plate, and a middle-aged woman in black. She was so frightened that she heard her name was very scary. After asking, she found that she was all warriors of the sixth level of True Qi.

This kind of strength is not low in the world, so Ding Long naturally expressed his welcome and thanks and immediately gave him a tea.

When the last young man in white clothes and hand-cranked folding fans, the Ding Mansion Butler's voice became louder and said loudly: "Master, this is the young man Luoxi Fengluo."

Ding Long frowned, feeling that the name was a bit familiar.

Ding Fu, who was behind him, had already screamed in a low voice, covered her mouth with her hands, and said in surprise: "Is it the white horse prince Luo Xifeng?"

The young man in white was very imposing, and shook his fan and smiled lightly, "I dare not be a friend of the world, but love it."

It's true.

Now, not to mention the excitement of Ding Long and his daughter, even Zhuo Mufeng felt a little sorry for him.

He has read several episodes of "On the Jianghu", so he has some understanding of this "White Horse Young Master". Although this person is not a hero in the heroic performance list, he is also one of the top young men under the heroic performance list.

It is said that he is only eighteen years old and is already at the ninth level of True Qi. He has risen to the world with the "Broken Back Fan Method" and has killed evil people at the tenth level of True Qi. In addition, he has ridden a tall white horse for many years, so he is named "Bai Horse Young Master".

"Come here, give me the best Longjing, no, give me Jin Junmei!"

Ding Long shouted, ignoring Zhuo Mufeng, and the other three were also ignored. He only had Luo Xifeng in his eyes, and personally came forward to greet him, and enthusiastically greeted the other party to the left position closest to the main position.

Ding Fu also had a pink face, and from time to time he took a peek at the unrestrained Luo Xifeng. If he noticed that the other party was looking at him, he would immediately lower his head shyly.

Several female guards also had the expression of fans meeting their idols.

Luo Xifeng is handsome, but to be honest, she looks better than Zhuo Mufeng, but who taught her that she is more famous and has stronger strength?

Ding Longxi said: "The twelve great thieves, the strongest martial arts skills are just the tenth level of true Qi cultivation. I believe that with Young Master Luo, and with the Ding Mansion's men, they will never dare to do anything randomly."

Luo Xifeng smiled: "This time I met the butler of your residence. After hearing about the matter of your residence, I decided to help. The head of the Ding family doesn't have to be polite."

Ding Long waved his hand: "What you want, come, prepare a table of sumptuous wine and food for me. I want to entertain Mr. Luo and everyone present."

Luo Xifeng coughed: "If it is convenient for the owner of the Ding family, I will let someone wash my body with the hurricane. It will be dusty all the way, and it will be a little dirty."

Ding Long had a long time to find out that the Hurricane was the white horse. Without saying a word, he immediately asked someone to go and tease him.

Zhuo Mufeng was so happy that he was ignored. He should eat and drink, and he was not at all vague.

When everyone was full of food and food, it seemed that the white horse boy was invited by Ding Long to have a small meal and did a small meal alone. Zhuo Mufeng didn't care and went into the guest room arranged for him to rest.

The second half of the night.

A quietness was suddenly broken, and there were shouts of shouts in the front yard, and there were vague sounds of fierce fighting.

Zhuo Mufeng, who was awakened, immediately pushed the door out, but did not show up immediately. Instead, he jumped and crawled on the roof to observe the scene in the front yard. If something was wrong, he would retreat in time.

Then there was a big chaos in the field, and the two sides were divided into two factions.

One sect was led by Ding Long and Luo Xifeng, and the other sect was more than a dozen big men holding sabers. They all had good cultivation. While slashing, some Ding Mansion warriors were already injured.

Even Ding Long was hung up with a color, and his arms kept bleeding.

The other three warriors invited during the day, the woman in black, actually attacked the people of the Ding Mansion, and their strength was significantly beyond the sixth level of true Qi.

"Twelve Great Thieves, what do you mean?"

Before the night attack, many masters of the Ding Mansion had been seriously injured by the woman in black and lost their combat power.

Although Luo Xifeng has high martial arts skills, she is obviously in a state of failure with five thieves, and Ding Long was shocked and anxious, shouting loudly.

"What does it mean? I think that 500 taels of silver is too little, so I plan to move out of your Ding family. If you are willing, you will retreat immediately."

The woman in black smiled proudly.

"The third sister doesn't have to talk nonsense to them. These people are going to die tonight."

Another big man with a pockmarked face said hideously.

It turned out that the woman in black was also one of the twelve thieves. Everyone was deceived by them. It was ridiculously mixed up by the enemy, and she was still complacent.

Ding Long was so angry that he vomited blood. When he was distracted, he was kicked away by another thief.

Ding Fu and several female guards were also in danger, surrounded by all sides, leaving only the power of difficulty to resist. Thinking of the next situation, his face was full of despair.

Whoosh!

Luo Xifeng waved a shadow and broke out immediately when she repelled her opponent.

"Young Master Luo please save the little girl's life!"

Ding Long begged for his best efforts.

"Master Ding, I remember that Hurricane's supper has not been fed yet. You can wait and I will come when I go."

The sound fell, Luo Xifeng jumped a few times, and the person had disappeared without a trace.

"The bullshit young man, it turns out that he is also a greedy person who is afraid of death. I'm blind!"
Chapter completed!