After reaching such a conclusion, Jiang Feng became a lucky country boy in Song Jiao's eyes.

Being able to be used by people like Duel is of course a sign of good luck.

Thinking of this, her attitude was a little contemptuous. Weng Su noticed it, coughed, and glared at her fiercely.

Song Jiao immediately woke up, her eyes rolled slightly, and she said with a little concern: "Xiao Jiang, in my eyes, you are just like my younger brother. Some words, sisters, need to remind you."

She was about 20 years old, and Jiang Feng called her sister, which was not at all inconsistent.

Jiang Feng said seriously: "Sister Song, tell me."

Song Jiao looked a little hesitant: "In theory, it is also a good thing that you can make friends with the little master. The friendship between young people is very precious and worth cherishing. However, you two have not been together for a long time, and you may not know some things very well."

Jiang Feng asked in confusion: "What's the matter?"

Song Jiao lowered her voice and said, "Our little master has a bad temper. Sometimes it's a bit too much to get angry. You have to take more responsibility."

Jiang Feng's expression became even more confused: "Don't have a good temper? I don't think so? He felt pretty good during the time we played together. He often felt that he was too polite and was a little too unfamiliar."

Song Jiao sighed and said, "So I said I'm still having time together for too short. The little master, he is fine in front of strangers. The more he is familiar with him, the less he can control him. But there is nothing he can do about this, it's still because of his body!"

She said that Chongfan was very weak from birth. No matter which doctor saw it, he said he would not live to be an adult.

He has been the number one heir to Chong's family since he was born and has a very high status.

Such a person has such an unfortunate life, of course, it is particularly distressing.

Therefore, since he was a child, everyone at home and outside the family obeyed him, and gave him whatever he wanted. Of course, Song Jiao said it very tactfully, but that was what he meant inside and outside.

It’s okay to be busy in front of outsiders, but your nature will be exposed in front of acquaintances.

His personality is depressed and irritable, and he will lose his temper for a little bit of trivial matters, including the maid who has been taking care of him for many years, and he is beaten by him.

Despite this, when the family thought that he didn't live long, they could endure it.

Song Jiao said worriedly: "I think you are also an honest and good child. If you have any unpleasant things, try to endure them. If you really can't bear it, you can come to me. Although I am humble and have little power, I can still think of a solution for you."

Jiang Feng shook his head and sighed, "So that's the case... I really didn't think so before. But Sister Song, don't worry, I will pay attention!"

Song Jiao put her hand on his arm, frowned, and looked worried: "Well. When you come to Yifan, you must be careful every step!"

The carriage walked very quickly, and twenty miles passed in an instant. The main peak of the Qianfan Mountains appeared in front of you, and Yifan was located there.

Song Jiao stopped and did not continue to say more, but introduced him to the origin of Yifan.

Idiot is located in the center of Qianfan. It was the first city built after Ji Qingyun, the wife of Chongqianfan, came here.

Just from this name, you can feel how deep the relationship between the couple was back then. As a woman, Song Jiao is even more eager to speak of.

Now it is a thousand years later, Ji Qingyun is not a martial artist. He has long been transformed into loess. However, the city she established has been passed down from generation to generation. It has become the richest and most prosperous city in Jiutian Xuanji.

At this time, the carriage had reached the foot of the mountain. Song Jiao pointed outside with a complicated expression and introduced: "Look, that's in the Idiom!"

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When I saw Yifan, I calmed down with Jiang Feng's calmness. I couldn't help but exclaim, and poked my head out of the carriage to look.

If Song Jiao hadn't emphasized just now, if it weren't for its name so beautiful, Jiang Feng would have never imagined that this would be a city built by women!

But thinking of what this woman did makes people feel that this city should indeed be built by her!

With the body of an ordinary person who has not integrated the Mingxin seed, when her husband just passed away, he raised the banner of fighting against the demons with his posthumous son in his stomach, and finally ended the Nine Heavens Rebellion and returned the Nine Heavens Continent to peace and order.

This is what a city built by such a woman should have!

In the Idiom, this huge city located at the main peak of Thousand Sails is a real war fortress.

From a certain point of view, it is ugly.

It is embedded halfway up the mountainside of the main peak, and the whole body is made of steel. It is rough and strong, with scars on the surface.

It is cold and solemn, with no decorations on it. Even the clear mind structures engraved on the surface are rough and mottled, with rust, like bleeding wounds.

The only thing that makes it look a little softer is some plants on the walls and on the mountains, which are shiny green and are climbing around with vitality.

Jiang Feng murmured and sighed: "...it's so beautiful!"

Song Jiao was stunned, then rolled her eyes and muttered: "It turns out that he is a country bumpkin, and he can't even tell the difference between spectacularity and beauty."

Weng Su glared at her again and warned her about her attitude towards Jiang Feng. She rolled her eyes on Jiang Feng and said, "Hurry up and take a look. In the near future, this place will be demolished."

"Disassembled?" Jiang Feng was shocked and turned to ask, "Why?!"

Song Jiao pointed and said, "Because it is no longer suitable here. Chongjia is now the number one business in mainland China, and the business volume of entering and leaving here every day is very large. Many people are scared to death when they see Yifan. How can they negotiate business?"

Jiang Feng frowned and fell silent.

Song Jiao didn't have time to care what he was thinking at this time. Yifan was halfway up the mountain, and she was slanted upwards. They were stopped as soon as they reached the foot of the mountain.

A guard came over with a expressionless face and said, "Pass."

Song Jiao took out a token and gave it to him. The guard glanced at him and said, "This is the law enforcement order of Baibian Town, not the pass in Yifan."

Song Jiao snorted and gave up Jiang Feng and said, "This is the little master's friend. He specially invited him to attend the sunset banquet. He has to stop this. What are you thinking?"

The guard glanced at Jiang Feng and said calmly: "The clan leader will come by himself, and he will also show his pass!"

Song Jiao said dissatisfiedly: "There is no way, Mr. Jiang, they don't believe you!"

Jiang Feng smiled and said, "They haven't seen me before, so it's wrong to believe me casually."

He smiled, took out a letter and handed it to the guard. The guard opened it and looked at it, saluting and said, "Please come in! But sorry, you are the only one who can come in!"

His words were extremely inhumane, and Song Jiao's face suddenly turned ashen.

Jiang Feng said: "Well, Sister Song, Brother Weng, thank you for sending me here. Please meet again if you have the chance!"

Song Jiao's face changed rapidly and soon returned to its original state. She leaned close to Jiang Feng and whispered in his ear while tidying up his collar: "Afeng, on the next road, I can't walk with you. Remember my sister, if you have any bad things, come and find me. I'm in Baibian Town, you can find me by asking someone."

She whispered, exhaling like orchids, and her long hair gently brushed on Jiang Feng's shoulders, making people feel itchy in their hearts.

Jiang Feng nodded innocently and purely: "Well, sister, don't worry, I know how to protect myself!"

It seemed that laughter came from somewhere, like an illusion, and disappeared in an instant.

Song Jiao and Weng Su went down, and Jiang Feng was the only one left in the carriage. He relaxed, took off his previous disguise, and looked at the surrounding scenery with a serious expression.

Yifan's inside is the same as outside, with a cold and hard style, only focusing on practicality, and never paying attention to appearance.

However, although it is a mountain belly, it is not as dark as imagined. The architects used clever methods to introduce the skylight, which made most of the inside very bright, and also made the shadow part particularly dark.

The light is good, so of course I can see it more clearly. There are layers of bright power structures on the walls in the mountain belly, and he cannot recognize many of them.

Jiang Feng had an illusion in a trance that the fortress he saw was actually a huge beast. It was quietly dormant here, and it could open its sharp teeth and bite it at any time until it bites the enemy to pieces.

At the same time, the strict guard here told him that this was not his illusion.

I remembered that there were ten steps in the sail, and there was a whistle for a hundred steps. The guards' expressions were cold and serious, as if they were carved from stones.

When Jiang Feng's carriage passed by, they cast a vigilant look, and the cold fighting spirit flashed across Jiang Feng's skin.

Such a city will be demolished?

No, it is absolutely impossible!

It's about fighting for a living!

There is never anything out of place for it.

It is always ready to become the first line of defense for humans to fight against the demon race!

Jiang Feng smiled.

He thought, he had already got the answer to some questions!

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"Weng Su, what do you think?"

After listening to Song Jiao's reward, Chongwu turned to Weng Su.

On the way just now, although Song Jiao was always speaking, Weng Su was actually the leader between the two.

Weng Su was silent for a moment and nodded, "I agree with Song Jiao's judgment."

Chongwu said trustfully: "That seems right. It's misleading us to focus on this young man, and it makes people feel that Chongfan is unstable, which is a good thing for them to kill two birds with one stone."

"I don't think so."

An old man next to him stroked his long beard and shook his head, "How can you guarantee that the heavy physical recovery really has nothing to do with this kid? If the weak is true, what if he intentionally uses this method to make us ignore this kid?"

Chongwu's eyes flashed slightly and said with a smile: "Sixth Elder, don't worry. I still remember what you taught me before... Even if you are useless, as long as you use them well, you can still play a role. As an elder, I gave him a gift for the meeting!" (To be continued)

ps: Calculate the wrong number, there are too many locks in the dark room, but it turns out to be late... orz, my math is terrible!!

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