(A book friend scolded the inconsistency of the previous and subsequent chapters. Let me declare again that the chapters with (revised) were rewritten, and the first Volume 35 cannot be revised at once, so please forgive me)

A month later, in a remote town in the southeastern northern border of Bona Kingdom, a drunk boy sat by the window of a street-side restaurant with the flag of "wine".

This person is the ancient style, the ancient style Alas who escaped from Fengshen Academy!

In order to avoid Zhao Wuji's revenge and to prevent Bodhizi from devouring the flesh and blood of the soul, Gu Feng fled from the Fengshen Academy, who had been staying for a full ten years, and rushed to the Bona Kingdom all the way.

"Waiter, come another jar!" Gu Feng, who was already half drunk and half awake, shouted with a confused look, saw the two shaking in front of his eyes, and shouted: "Wine, bring the wine!"

"Kei, you have drunk more than twenty jars, so you can't drink them anymore!"

The owner of the wine shop smiled bitterly. It was the first time he had been running this hotel for more than 20 years. He had met such a young man who could drink so much. One was afraid that he would have problems when he got drunk, and the other was afraid that he could not afford to pay. These twenty jars of old wine cost three or four gold coins. Judging from his simple clothes, he didn't look like a rich man.

"Hmph, are you afraid that I can't afford it?"

Although he was already five points drunk, the boss swept over the empty wine jar one after another, and snorted in dissatisfaction. Gu Feng immediately took out a handful of gold coins from his arms and fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

Looking at the more than 20 gold coins on the ground, the wine shop owner couldn't help but feel moved. He had been driving a hotel for more than 20 years, but he could not easily take out so many gold coins. He immediately smiled on his face, squeezed his eyes at the waiter, turned around and left.

"Customer, what wine you want."

The waiter also walked forward with a flattering look on his face, handing the two jars of old wine in his hand, but his eyes never left the pile of golden gold coins on the ground, and he wanted to hold them in his arms immediately.

"Take all the gold coins and put on twenty jars of old wine! Don't bother me if you're okay!"

Tear off the lid of the wine, grabbed it with your head and tilted it and swallowed it with a big mouthful. After six jars of spicy wine, Gu Feng suddenly lay on the table. The wine jar rolled down and broke all over the floor. He murmured: "Yirou, Yiru, don't leave me, don't leave uh--"

"Sister Yiruo, he seems to call your name!"

On a table in a corner of the restaurant, a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl with two horns tied on her head and rolled with a pair of watery and clear eyes like gems. She quietly pulled the girl beside her and squeezed her eyes strangely.

The girl was wearing plain clothes, her messy black hair fell on her shoulders like a waterfall, her willow waist, and her figure was graceful. There was a dazzling scar on her pretty face. Otherwise, she would have been a stunning beauty.

He glanced at Gu Feng, and saw the little girl blinking her eyes, knocking her head gently, and whispered: "Sister Long Ling, do you want to be arrested and locked up! Sitting honestly to eat, don't cause trouble, attract them, otherwise you won't be able to escape!"

Suddenly, his eyes swept through the stairs and saw a young man wearing a gorgeous dress and holding a sharp sword in his hand. The girl showed a hint of shock on her face. She quickly pulled the little girl to hide under the table and placed her finger in front of her mouth.

"Waiter, bring me all your good wine and food!"

His sharp eyes swept in the restaurant. When a young man in a gorgeous dress lifted his robe and sat down at the table opposite Gu Feng. As soon as he put down his sword, the word "Yirou" fell into his ears and stood up with a whisper.

"A alcoholic, where is Miss Yiruo?" The young man in a gorgeous dress grabbed Gu Feng's collar and shouted sternly. "You have seen it where you have seen it, come on!"

"Who are you? I—hiccup—why should I tell you!"

Gu Feng looked at the young man in gorgeous clothes with drunken eyes, and let out a loud burp. A strong and pungent smell of alcohol sprayed on his face, with a disdainful and sarcastic look on his face.

"Hmph, I'm Mulan--" A young man in the Chinese dress was about to sign up for a name, but suddenly he kept silent and asked unkindly: "Who are you? Where is Yiruo? Hand her over, otherwise--"

"What else? Scar me, my Gu Feng is so scared!"

It seemed that the drunkenness came up, and the Gu Feng blew his nose and stared, shaking around, and seemed to fall to the ground at any time. He pointed to the chest of the young man in a gorgeous manner and said disdainfully: "You don't even ask about my Gu Feng's name, dare to bully it-"

"You are ancient style? ancient style Alas!"

Before Gu Feng could finish his words, he was interrupted and turned his head to look at the man in tight clothes in twenty-three and four on the wine table. He blew out a hiccup again and slapped his chest and said, "I am Gu Feng, I don't change my name when I go, and I don't change my surname when I sit. Gu Feng Alas is me! What do you want?"

"What?" The man slowly approached and smiled sinisterly, his face full of contemptuous smiles, and he didn't take him seriously at all. "I want to kill you! You dare to provoke my young master, you really don't know how to live or die!"

Gu Feng was stunned and let out a long breath of turbid air, without any drunkenness, and his eyes burst into cold light, and he snorted: "It's really a ghost. I just killed an old man, but I didn't expect you to be a young man. Today, I will kill you first and settle the score with him Zhao Wuji in the future."

Just as he was about to set off, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him. He looked up and smiled jokingly, and said disdainfully: "What? Do you want to kill me too?"

The young man in the gorgeous clothes had no expression on his face, but was holding the hilt of the sword in his hand, ready to take action at any time. His eyes were looking straight, and a cold light flashed. A few words burst out from his mouth: "Where is Yiruo? Hand her over, otherwise you won't want to leave this place!"

For a month, Gu Feng often remembered the sister who was dependent on him. Today, he was drunk and couldn't help but mutter. When he woke up, he knew that the person in front of him must have made a mistake.

However, he has a little paranoid temperament. The more you threaten me, the more rebellious you resist. The young man's almost commanding tone made him angry, who was already unhappy. He didn't even know Yi Ruo in the young man's mouth, and he would never tell him even if he knew.

A cold light suddenly appeared on his right eye, and murderous intent burst out from his body. Gu Feng glanced at him indifferently, his eyes fell on the Zhao man behind him, his voice was cold and ruthless, "Get out of the way--"

"If you don't tell Yiruo's whereabouts, you can't leave one step!"

The young man in the gorgeous clothes couldn't help but get angry. Even those powerful people in the royal capital did not dare to talk to him like this. A small warrior dared to ignore him, which was really seeking death.

Boom, Gu Feng kicked the wine table and smashed the young man in the Chinese costume. His right arm shook, and his muscles trembled revealed powerful power. The powerful fist of the Broken Rock and Broken Tree pierced the wine table and smashed the young man in the Chinese costume.

"Hmph. Overestimate one's own abilities." The young young man in China hummed and then smashed the wine table with a punch, kicked Gu Feng in the chest like lightning, and kicked him away.

Bang, Gu Feng hit the rotten wine table, with blood on the corner of his mouth, and he was about to rush forward, but his eyes suddenly stopped, staring at the girl in front of him, and was lost in his mind, then shouted in surprise: "Yirou? It's really you--"

"Run!"

As soon as the two of them started to fight, the little girl Long Ling and the others were about to take the opportunity to slip away. Unexpectedly, this happened and they didn't care about anything else. They held hands and kicked off the seat, jumped out of another window, flew away, and were about to escape.

"Miss - stop! Stop!" The young man in the Chinese clothing screamed, and then saw the two of them jumping out of the window and trying to escape. They rushed out and were about to chase him, but they were hit by Gu Feng with a punch.

"You're looking for death!"

Looking out the window, two people, one big and one small, had been galloping on horseback. The young man in gorgeous clothes who had been chasing for more than half a month was full of reluctance and anxiety. He was stopped by Gu Feng again and was furious, and he spread all his anger on him. With a wave of the sword in his hand, he was about to stab him.

Yiruo, it’s really Yiruo! She is still alive!

At this time, Gu Feng was full of familiar faces he had been thinking about day and night. Seeing her riding a horse, he had no time to rush with him. He flicked his fist and jumped off. The small fireball burst and broke the reins. He clamped his legs hard, and ran the horse and chased him up.

"Damn it, don't leave--"

"Gu Feng, stop for me-"

The only three horses in the restaurant rushed out of the town, galloping between the mountains and fields. Gu Feng galloped all the way but only caught up with two empty horses. He immediately flew off the horse and glanced left and right, jumped into the mountains and forests.

Next to a stream, two figures were squatting on pebbles and playing with each other. The little girl Long Ling chuckled: "Sister Yi Ruo, they must have been deceived by us. I really want to see what their expressions were when they caught up with those two horses, giggled."

"You are the smartest!"

A beautiful woman who is fascinating in the swaying stream reflects the stunning beauty. Her every frown and smile is like the warm sunshine of spring, making people lose their minds. It turns out that the dazzling scar on her face is simply fake!

"Of course, I don't look at who I am. I am the smartest little princess dragon----" Long Ling, who was smug, suddenly stopped, covered her mouth, stared at the extra figure.

Yi Ruo, who was beside him, also noticed that he suddenly turned around and rushed forward. Before he could scream, he was hugged by a hot and hot body, and a low cry came from his ears.

"Yoro, Yiruo, I, I finally saw you again."

"You are not dead, not dead! I know how my cute sister Yiruo, who is as cute as an angel, died? You are so beautiful, God can't bear to call you! You must be playing hide-and-seek with me, deliberately hiding from me, right?"

"Yoro, I was wrong! I shouldn't have lie to you that I've eaten, I, I just don't want you to be hungry. My bastard, you beat me and scold me, please don't leave me."

"I will never let you go again, never let go, never! Even if you die!"

"Do you know, I regret it, I regret why I didn't die with you at the beginning, why didn't I die with you!"

A big man hugged a woman and cried, crying loudly, making only two beauties, one big and one small, dumbfounded. Look at me and I look at you, I don’t know what’s going on.

Long Ling opened her big watery eyes and her eyes swept around the two of them from time to time, making Yi Ruo blush and said with a look of sexual intercourse: "Sister Yi Ruo, no wonder you want to escape marriage. You would rather die than marry Lin Xingyao from the Lin family. It turns out that she has a good relationship! You have suffered so much!"

Yi Ruo was embarrassed and blushed, and quickly explained: "No, no, sister Long Ling, I, I don't know him at all, you misunderstood!"

Gu Feng shook his body, but suddenly let go of her but grabbed her arms tightly, shouting fiercely, "Yiruo, you are mine, I don't allow you to marry someone else. Whoever wants to marry you, I will kill him and kill him!"
Chapter completed!