Chapter 32 (2/2)

In autumn, the weather is getting cooler.

Chu Feng set out from Wei, all the way north, across Shendu, across the prairie, and finally set foot on the territory of this new world.

He didn't stop in Lingnan. His horse didn't stop. He finally arrived at the capital of the state of Chen before the civil war.

”Girls, look, there comes a young Taoist priest who is really handsome.”

”Where is it? Let me see?”

”Taoist priest, come in. There's good wine here.”

Bustling streets, bustling crowds, and extremely enthusiastic... Ancient ladies and sisters.

”Shang women don't know the hatred of subjugation. They still sing backyard flowers across the river. If the folk custom is like this, what should we do if we don't die?” Chu Feng said with some emotion.

”Taoist brother, this sentence contains feelings in the scenery. The artistic conception is sad and thought-provoking. Qinghui has been taught.”

Chu Feng turned his head in surprise. Although the beauty in front of him was dressed in men's clothes, it was difficult to hide his peerless demeanor.

Its actions are like ethereal light clouds, unpredictable, and its sound is like the sound of heaven, which makes people forget the vulgarity.

”Cihang Jingzhai, fan Qinghui?”

Fan Qinghui's beautiful face was slightly surprised. ”Qinghui is still going down the mountain for the first time. How can brother Dao know?”

”I've heard a little. Chu just happens to know some.”

Chu Feng made a perfunctory remark, but he was surprised: ”the sword code is really strange. It can cultivate people to such a state of immortality. As for the saying that fan Qinghui is born beautiful, it is so, but I don't believe it.”

”Brother Chu came to health for the first time. It's very prosperous and lively. It's a good place to travel.”

”How much is left after the prosperity is exhausted?”

Chu Feng sighed. Chen Dynasty was the last Han Dynasty in the northern and Southern Dynasties. His downfall changed a lot. Since then, the blood of the northern Hu people began to steal the Qi of the Central Plains, so that the orthodoxy of the dynasty fell twice in the future.

”Brother Chu seems to have a lot of feelings in his heart. I wonder if you can tell Qinghui something or two?”

Chu Feng was a little stunned in his heart and thought, ”we've just met and haven't been familiar with each other. You feel too good about yourself. Is it because you're used to being held by others and your brain becomes difficult to use?”

”It's just wishful thinking. There's no emotion. Miss Fan thinks too much. Chu has something important to do. Let's leave now.”

Chu Feng was like a reckless man who didn't understand his customs. He walked quickly and disappeared into the crowd in the blink of an eye.

There was a trace of doubt on fan Qinghui's beautiful and vulgar face. Her sword Scripture practice was to reach the heat, which had a unique feeling for the people's heart. Somehow, this person gave her a very special impression, unreal and uncertain, difficult to grasp.

This meeting seemed to be a very important opportunity in her life, fleeting. Now I've missed it, but I can't catch it again.

Chu Feng wandered aimlessly in the street. As the national capital of the Chen Dynasty, the health city was very prosperous, with prosperous commerce, crisscross streets and pedestrians. The atmosphere of the war did not affect it at all.

”Nanlaiju?”

Chu Feng looked at the plaque of the restaurant and smiled slightly. The layout a few months ago has been effective now.