"Did I say I wanted to kill you?" Yang Xuan shook his head funny, raised his feet and walked towards Feng Chong and others.

    "Hero, spare your life!"

    Seeing Yang Xuan getting closer, Feng Chong and others became more and more uneasy. They trembled and hurried back one by one. Some people fell with garlic under their feet because they were too afraid. Even so, they rolled back.

    In the audience, only the middle-aged guard with the highest cultivation was a little better. As he retreated, he protected Feng Chong behind him. At the same time, he held back his fear and said to Yang Xuan, "young master, you have a life-saving grace for us. If you need anything, just wait until you don''t hurt our lives."

    "Yes, yes, yes, if you need anything, just say it. As long as you don''t kill me." Feng Chong returned to his soul and said in a panic. He even pushed out a young maid beside him: "Sir, sir, this, this is my favorite personal maid. I, I''ll give her to you."

    "Who wants your personal maid?"

    Yang Xuan frowned and asked, "do you have anything to eat?"

    After several days of "traveling in mountains and rivers", he didn''t enter the grain of rice, and the whole person lost a circle. In addition, he consumed some physical strength in the war with Ma Mingkong just now. He was hungry and couldn''t wait to open his stomach and have a big meal.

    "Yes, there''s food. We''re going to find a place to camp. If you don''t dislike it, please come into my car and have a rest for a while. You can get ready when the food is ready."

    Feng chongmeng nodded and looked respectful. As long as Yang Xuan didn''t kill him, let alone eat, he would never blink even if he asked all the maidens around him.

    "OK, I''ll go up and sit down."

    Yang Xuan nodded slightly. It was better to have a car than to walk with his feet. He strode forward, boarded Feng Chong''s luxury carriage, opened the curtain of the carriage, and Shi Shi ran walked in.

    As soon as he entered the carriage, Yang Xuan was stunned.

    What kind of carriage is it? It''s clearly a room, a very luxurious room.

    In the carriage, it is very spacious, with a size of more than ten square meters. It is carved beams and painted buildings with exquisite layout. In the deepest part of the carriage, there is also a big bed with ivory carving and covered with pink gauze curtain. Needless to say, this bed is also used for sexual propaganda.

    Seeing Yang Xuan looking at the big bed and then entering the carriage, Feng chonglue was a little embarrassed. Shan Shan said, "my talent is too poor. I''m not a material for cultivation, so I prefer beauty. Let the childe laugh."

    "Prefer beauty?"

    Yang Xuan touched the tip of his nose. Unexpectedly, Feng Chong said so high sounding. He couldn''t help looking at this guy more.

    What preference for beauty, to put it bluntly, is lecherous.

    However, people have their own aspirations, some are aggressive and some are fond of wine, so it''s not surprising that some people are lecherous.

    Moreover, how can a man with normal physiology not be lecherous?

    For example, since Yang Xuan awakened his memory of his previous life, he is also very lecherous. He can''t help but want to take possession of beautiful women every time he sees them.

    But Yang Xuan also has the bottom line of life. In his opinion, a gentleman is lecherous and takes it in a right way. As long as he is not strong and takes plunder, he can dominate his wife and daughter.

    At the same time, lust for women can, but also know how to control.

    In particular, martial artists should know how to control, otherwise they will lose blood and body, and it will be difficult to achieve anything in martial arts.

    "Grandpa, childe, what''s the matter with you?" Feng Chong asked carefully. Yang Xuan didn''t speak, which made him a little frightened.

    "Nothing."

    Yang Xuan waved his hand, used his innate Qi watching skill, looked up and down at Feng Chong for a few eyes, and saw that although this guy was fat, his Qi and blood were turbid, his steps were vain, and his eyes were lax. He knew that the fat man didn''t have much control over women.

    Of course, Yang Xuan didn''t say much.

    For him, Feng Chong is just a passer-by, and there will be no intersection in the future.

    "Please sit down, childe." naturally, Feng Chong didn''t know what Yang Xuan thought, and didn''t dare to neglect him. He invited him to take a seat at an emerald table in the middle of the carriage, and then respectfully said, "I''m Feng Chong, young master of the Feng family. I don''t know your surname?"

    "Xiao Feng."

    "Hehe, it''s childe Xiao. Nice to meet you."

    Feng Chong smiled and scolded several young maids who had just entered the carriage: "what are you doing standing there? Don''t come to pour wine for childe Xiao quickly."

    "Yes, yes, yes..."

    Several waitresses came over in fear. One of the 15-year-old waitresses was a little brave. She slowly came to Yang Xuan and filled the wine glass in front of Yang Xuan''s table with fear, but maybe she was too afraid and spilled a lot of wine.

    "How do you handle things? You can''t even order wine." Feng shouted angrily.

    "Little, young master, I know I''m wrong. Please don''t punish me."

    The maid flopped down on her knees. Feng Chong''s punishment was still a small matter. She stripped her clothes and was whipped at most, but she didn''t know what would happen if she angered Yang Xuan, a murderous God.

    "Fat man, remember, be gentle with women. You can''t do this." Yang Xuan said faintly.

    "Yes, what you taught me is." Feng Chong nodded hurriedly, looking like being taught.

    He didn''t punish the maid on the ground either. He drank softly: "the childe is pleading for you. He doesn''t kowtow to thank the childe."

    "No need." without waiting for the maid to kowtow, Yang Xuan helped her up, then waved and said to several maidens, "I can pour the wine myself. Go out."

    "Hurry out."

    Feng Chong chased people. He was also worried that several maids were careless and poorly entertained, which angered Yang Xuan.

    "OK, OK." several young maids stumbled out of the carriage if they were granted amnesty.

    At the same time, Yang Xuan picked up the emerald wine cup and saw the pale white wine flowing in the cup. He sniffed it gently. The wine fragrance that moistens people''s heart and spleen was drilled into his mouth nose. He only felt that he was elated and couldn''t help laughing and praising: "good wine!"

    "Hey, hey, I wish you liked it." Feng Chong smiled.

    "What kind of wine is this?" Yang Xuan didn''t rush to drink, so he sniffed the wine gently.

    "This wine is called Qiongjiang Yulu. It is the best wine brewed by Tianfeng restaurant in Tianfeng city. A pot also needs twelve liang of gold."

    "Twelve gold, your Feng family is very rich."

    "Well, hehe, I''m not afraid of Childe''s jokes. Although my Feng family is not as strong as the eight Wudao aristocratic families, I do business from generation to generation. I''m rich and will never lose to the eight Wudao aristocratic families."

    With a proud smile, Feng Chong immediately picked up his glass and offered Yang Xuan a glass of wine. He asked casually, "young master, are you going to Tianfeng city to participate in Tianfeng martial arts meeting?"

    "Yes."

    Yang Xuan nodded. He really wanted to go to Tianfeng city to participate in the martial arts meeting. There was nothing to hide.

    "With Childe''s strength, you must be the first in this Tianfeng martial arts meeting." Feng Chongli said. Although Yang Xuan was smelling, he didn''t dare to show any dissatisfaction on his face. Some were just awe.

    In his opinion, Yang Xuan''s strength is very strong. He can kill people beyond his level at a young age. His means are extremely cruel. He must be an owl in the future. Such evil stars can only make friends and must not offend.

    "I don''t dare to say the first place. Just mix a better place."

    Yang Xuan smiled indifferently and didn''t mean to underestimate the people in the world. After all, the Tianfeng royal family took out a awakening pill as the first prize of the martial arts association. The martial arts association is bound to attract a large number of young heroes. Without using the dark martial spirit, there may be a genius who can compete with Yang Xuan.

    "Hehe, you are modest. With your strength, you can definitely sweep all directions, stand out from the crowd and win the first prize in one fell swoop."

    Feng Chong smiled charmingly and witnessed the battle between Yang Xuan and Ma Mingkong. He was shocked by Yang Xuan''s strength from the bottom of his heart. He knew that with Yang Xuan''s strength, he would win the first place in the martial arts association.

    Yang Xuan smiled but didn''t speak, and drank the wine himself.

    A penny is worth a penny. I''m sure I''m right. A pot of Qiongjiang Yulu is worth twelve gold. It''s really good wine. The wine melts with the lips. It tastes strong and refreshing. It also vaguely washes the essence and spirit, leaving people free from distractions.

    Feng Chong didn''t speak any more, so he sat next to Yang Xuan and poured wine for Yang Xuan respectfully, hoping to make some friends with Yang Xuan.

    He the reason why the Feng family has developed so far and become a well-known rich family in Tianfeng city depends on what it is and its contacts. Although Feng Chong is a black sheep, he also knows how to deal with the world and tries his best to please Yang Xuan.

    Before long, most of the pot of Qiongjiang jade was exposed. The carriage shook slightly. Then it stopped and came to a forest clearing beside the official road.

    With a little drunkenness, Yang Xuan stepped down from the carriage accompanied by Feng Chong and found that many guards had begun to work busily. Some cut firewood to make a fire, some went deep into the mountains to hunt, and the rest set up tents in the open space. Everything was in order.

    ……

    Half an hour later, there was a bonfire in the camp. Yang Xuan and Feng Chong sat beside the fire eating barbecue and drinking wine. They talked without a word. Feng Chong asked most of the time, but after asking for a long time, he didn''t ask anything. He only knew that Yang Xuan''s name was Xiao Feng. He was 17 years old.

    As for other information, I don''t know at all.

    Feng Chongren was very smart. He saw that Yang Xuan didn''t want to expose his identity and didn''t ask any more. When Yang Xuan was full of wine and food, he waved to a beautiful young maid with white skin and petite figure: "cui''er, is the hot water ready?"

    "If you go back to the young master, you''re ready."

    Cui''er is respectful. She is the youngest of several waitresses. She is only 15 years old this year. Although she is not old, she has come out and stands tall and graceful. She has a standard oval face, dark and beautiful hair. Under the light green maid''s gauze skirt, her legs are slender and symmetrical, which makes it difficult for people to look away.

    "Well, you''ll take a bath with young master Xiao later."

    Feng Chong nodded and smiled at Yang Xuan. "Childe, cui''er was bought with a lot of money a few days ago. Now it''s still perfect. You can enjoy it."

    Feng Chong is ready to curry favor with Yang Xuan. Of course, he can''t prepare the withered flowers and willows. He wants cui''er to serve Yang Xuan and bathe, hoping to get Yang Xuan''s favor through cui''er and narrow the relationship between them.