Zhang Yuan shook his head and sighed.

"Young Master Huang, why not talk to me in detail about it. I have some information in my hands. I wonder if Young Master Huang is trustworthy?"

Feng Xiao smiled.

"Seriously, Mr. Feng?"

Zhang Yuan's eyes lit up and he smiled and said, "If this is the case, it would be better."

"Okay, Young Master Huang, come with me."

Feng Xiao smiled.

He was leading the way ahead, and suddenly he paused, and he felt a sense of emotion, and turned around and looked at Zhang Yuan again.

Zhang Yuan took off the heavy object wrapped in bear skin behind him, hugged it in his arms, with a smile on his face.

"Young Master Huang, what is this?"

Feng Xiao asked tentatively.

"It's nothing. A guqin was passed down by my master. I've always been afraid of being broken, so I'm extremely careful."

Zhang Yuan smiled.

Feng Xiao showed a sudden look and smiled and said, "Young Master Zhang, go here."

He continued to lead the way ahead.

Boom!

Just as I walked out for a distance, the roar of shock and the cold air surged.

A terrifying sword aura instantly pressed down, sharp and dazzling, more than 40 meters long, like a silver waterfall, slamming behind Feng Xiao.

However, the moment the bombardment was blowing, Feng Xiao's hair stood up, his body was covered with black light, and he quickly dodged to one side.
Chapter completed!