Chapter 282

Chapter 282 Baiyang town

He glanced at Chen Feng and said, "it is said that although Yang Jingtian lost his arm after fighting with the eldest martial brother, he had an epiphany and his strength improved greatly. Eldest martial brother, you should be careful with him."

Chen Feng smiled: "don't worry, I have my own discretion."

Chen Feng went directly to the forging Pavilion and wanted to find Sun Hua to rush to Changhe City, but Sun Hua was not there. The people he left said that the young master had something to go home in advance, so please Chen Feng to rush there by himself.

"By the way, ziyue, how long have you been locked in this knife? When did you wake up?"

"In fact, I woke up long ago, but I didn't dare to say anything before. The people who got this knife are terrible... They don't look like good people. If they know I'm in there, they must find a way to extract me."

"Then why did you take the initiative to talk to me? And saved me?" Chen Feng's mouth showed a narrow smile.

Purple Moon said, "you don't look like a bad person..."

Chen Feng whispered, "ziyue, thank you so much. You are a good girl. Don't worry, I will never hurt you."

The voice is sincere.

Being praised so much, Ying ziyue seemed a little embarrassed. She was a little shy in her voice and said, "that's right. I've always been a good girl. Do you still need to say it?"

High in September, hawks and falcons are flying.

It was autumn at this time. When I looked at it, the sky was high and the clouds were light, and the grass and trees were sparse, which made me feel desolate.

Chen Feng rode a dragon scale horse and slowly drove the horse forward, leisurely.

Anyway, he was not in a hurry to go to Changhe city this time. He was not in a hurry and quarreled with the purple moon knife in his arms as he walked.

In the evening, a large town appeared in front of him. Chen Feng also felt hungry. He drove his horse into the town, found a restaurant, handed the dragon scale horse to the waiter who came up, told him to wait on him, and then walked into the restaurant.

The first floor of the restaurant is large, with many tables, but to Chen Feng's surprise, almost all the tables are occupied, which can be said to be full.

When he went in, everyone was talking warmly, with a loud voice. The moment he entered, many people's eyes fell on him. However, just one glance, they immediately turned away contemptuously.

Chen Feng's strength at this time is only five or six times that of the day after tomorrow. He is just an ordinary young martial artist. Naturally, no one takes it to heart.

Chen Feng told ziyue not to make any noise, put it horizontally on the table, casually ordered a few wine and vegetables, and began to listen to others.

Chen Feng heard three words: Baiyang town.

Chen Feng said in his heart, "this is Baiyang Town, a very large town around Changhe city. The Bai family is in Baiyang town."

"Lao Liu, are you here too? We haven't seen each other for seven or eight years."

"Yes, I haven't seen you since the war on the beach ten years ago. I thought I'd never see you in my life, but I didn't expect to meet you in Baiyang town today."

The first speaker deliberately lowered his voice: "you came here for..."

The old Liu, with a low smile, said, "come on, boss Tang, this is not a secret, but whoever comes here, which is not for that thing, right? Let's not hide it."

Boss Tang laughed and asked, "that's right. You must also know the news. Your tiger gang has been active in Changhe city. If you didn't come here today because you heard the news, you wouldn't come."

Lao Liu nodded: "now that you know it, I won't hide it. This time it's important. After our tiger sect got the news, the sect leader sent the head of the torture hall to lead us."

The two lowered their voices and said a lot. Chen Feng turned his attention away from them and began to listen to others. He found that everyone in the restaurant was whispering, as if they were talking about the matter, but no one said it clearly. Presumably, they all knew it.

But Chen Feng didn't know. He was very curious for a moment.

A middle-aged man with a sharp mouth and a shrewd look in his eyes looked around in the restaurant hall, and then saw Chen Feng. His eyes suddenly lit up. Regardless of whether he agreed or not, he sat opposite Chen Feng, lowered his voice, gave a sly smile, and said, "this little brother, is he new to Baiyang town? Do you want to know what happened in Baiyang town recently?"

Chen Feng said faintly, "what if you want to know? What if you don't want to know?"

The middle-aged man laughed, stretched out his right hand, gestured, then turned it over again, and said, "brother, if you want to know, I'll sell you this news. Only a hundred pieces of medium-sized spirit stone!"

Chen Feng reached under the table, took out a piece of Chinese spirit stone from the mustard bag, and then pretended to have just been taken out of the package.

He slapped Zhongpin Lingshi on the table and said lazily, "just say it if you like, and get out if you don't!"