"So you came here when your life was in danger?" Mo Yifeng said.

Leng Fei smiled embarrassedly and nodded.

"You are indeed smart." Mo Yifeng said.

Leng Fei said: "I just tried my luck, but I didn't expect that I was so lucky. I really met two seniors."

"If a person wants to achieve success, talent and hard work are indispensable, but luck is even more indispensable." Mo Yifeng said: "Now the injury is not hindered, go back."

"Yifeng, let Mr. Leng go to the temple to recover from his wounds before leaving." Qian Yu said softly.

"Yes, Miss." Mo Yifeng answered respectfully.

He looked at Leng Fei coldly: "Or, go to the temple to recover from the wound before leaving."

Leng Fei heard the reluctant and expelled the guests in his words, and hurriedly clasped his fists and said, "Younger, I have to help you, how can you disturb me again!"

Mo Yifeng is unfathomable, Leng Fei is far more keen than ordinary people, and he clearly feels that his power is like a vast ocean, surging and boundless, and he is not worth mentioning in front of him.

"Your injury is fatal. If you don't take good care of it, you may fall into the root of the disease. You will never be able to become a top expert in the future." Qian Yu looked at him with a smile.

Leng Fei hurriedly said, "That's annoying!"

He didn't go to see Mo Yifeng's calm but had a threatening look.

Qian Yu smiled and looked at Mo Yifeng.

Mo Yifeng quickly lowered his head: "Okay, then let's go back with us."

He stretched out his hand and Leng Fei felt a powerful force that could not be controlled out of thin air, lifted himself up and floated in the air.

Qianyu and Mo Yifeng, their feet were light like wind, their clothes fluttered, and their bodies seemed to be motionless. Only the scenery on both sides quickly retreated, and the speed was so fast that Leng Fei was shocked.

In the blink of an eye, the three of them walked through a sparse peach forest and came to a Taoist temple.

The Taoist temple is black and white, with black tiles shining, and the white walls and ground are flawless, as gentle as jade, and they are made of white jade!

He secretly marveled at the luxury of the place.

Stopped in front of the white jade steps, Leng Fei took a look and was secretly awe-inspiring.

My guess is correct. Qianyu is either rich or noble, not an ordinary martial arts man, nor is he treated like this because of the princess.

Since he saw this thousand rain, he felt grace and luxury, which was a kind of demeanor nourished by wealth and honor, and it was naturally revealed.

Looking at the appearance of this Taoist temple, I don’t know how much money it will cost to build it. It seems that the Taoist temple is probably not inferior to the luxury of the palace.

If you suddenly gain wealth because of the princess, you would not have such a demeanor.

"Young Master Leng, you are the first guest in Qianshan Temple." Qianyu said softly: "Please come in."

Leng Fei hugged his fists and floated to the ground in a suspended state from the air.

"Let's go." Mo Yifeng said.

He walked forward, pushed open the door of the Taoist temple, and bowed to ask Qianyu to go first.

The Thousand Rain Lotus Steps Shifted Lightly and Grizzled Up.

Leng Fei followed behind and felt the feeling of stepping on the white jade. It was solid but not hard, but instead exuded a sense of toughness and gentleness.

It seems that Mo Yifeng is Qianyu’s personal bodyguard.

When I entered the Taoist temple, I was still shiny and white, and flawless, but there were two gardens.

The garden was cleaned with neat ditches and the soil was flat and thin, and it was obviously a great effort to take care of it carefully.

Some small seedlings have grown in the fields, and Leng Fei looks familiar. They should be ordinary crops. They can't help but look at Mo Yifeng, and they are staring back by Mo Yifeng.

Leng Fei turned his eyes away and knew that Mo Yifeng was extremely discomfortable. As such an unpredictable master, he put a lot of pressure on him.

Although he was under pressure, he did not retreat. Instead, he had a glimmer of hope: maybe he had the chance to meet the princess.

When Qianyu saw Leng Fei looking at the garden, she chuckled and said, "I planted this myself, isn't it okay?"

"It's growing well." Leng Fei smiled.

Qianyu smiled with her eyes curled like a crescent moon, and she glanced at Mo Yifeng: "How?"

Mo Yifeng said: "Miss, why do you have to do these rough jobs?"

"Rough work is important." Qianyu said: "If the people don't farm, what should we eat!"

"Yes." Mo Yifeng nodded respectfully.

Qianyu looked at Leng Fei: "Young Master Leng, do you know these?"

Leng Fei nodded: "I understand a little bit."

"Okay, you'll help me with it for a few days." Qianyu said: "I've always wanted to find someone to learn, but I don't have a chance. One wind always pushes three and four."

Mo Yifeng lowered his head and refused to speak.

Leng Fei said: "Compared with martial arts, farm work is superficial and easy to learn."

"You men... are always martial arts!" Qian Yu shook his head gently: "I'll change my clothes."

She left gracefully, and her graceful figure disappeared into the moon gate next to the temple.

Leng Feinan breathed a sigh of relief.

Qianyu is gentle and friendly, but his eyes are too deep and moving, making people lose their minds. He cannot avoid her eyes, but he must also intimidate his mind and not lose his mind.

Mo Yifeng said calmly: "Follow me."

"Senior Mo, I'm upset." Leng Fei said sincerely with his fists.

Facing Mo Yifeng, he cannot be like Qianyu, and needs to be sincere and humble. He could see that Mo Yifeng is a cold person and does not care about others except Qianyu.

Mo Yifeng said: "It is rare to have guests in Qianshan Temple. You can know the right amount, let's go."

He took Leng Fei into the Moon Gate next to him.

When I entered the moon gate, I came to a yard. Mo Yifeng pointed: "This is my yard."

Walking east through this yard, another moon gate passed, another yard: "This is a guest house, so you can live here."

Leng Fei nodded slightly.

"Your wound has just healed, so it's better to be quiet than move." Mo Yifeng said: "It's better not to practice martial arts, nor to practice strength. Let's rest. I'll come here to deliver food to you in the evening."

Leng Fei clasped his fists and said hurriedly: "Senior Mo, I want to go back first. My flying knife is very precious, and there is also a treasure sword from Sun Heming, which is a pity to throw it away."

"I will find it back." Mo Yifeng waved his hand and left with ease.

Leng Feishu breathed in a breath, and cold sweated.

The pressure in front of Mo Yifeng is too great.

Leng Fei looked at this yard.

Several plum trees are in front of the window, and there are more than a dozen flowers in a small flowerbed, which are blooming in a competition, with a faint fragrance.

There is a stone table in front of the flowerbed, with tea cups and a small red mud stove on it, and a small rockery next to it, and a spring on the rockery flows downwards.

The birds chirping around them, making them quieter.

He couldn't help but admire that there was nothing here that was inelegant and just kept the luxury away.

When you enter the house, the furniture looks ordinary, but elegant and comfortable.

He walked around and started practicing.

He stood quietly, his feet opened, and suddenly the surging force came in and quickly flowed through his internal organs.

Just like the rain entering the land that has been drought for a long time, the internal organs instantly feel the nourishment and comfort, and it is hard to say that the power of the earth quickly repairs one's body, and at the same time feels another force in one's heart.

Looking inside, the heart was originally bright red and beating vigorously, but at this time there was a blue and green aura, and the ethereal aura was constantly swallowed by the heart.
Chapter completed!