On the way to Qianshan, Cheng Susu and Chen Feng got together and asked Zhang Dayong in detail about his situation.

She suddenly said to Chen Feng: "My little sister has a poem, so please give me a comment."

Chen Feng scratched his head: "Junior Sister Cheng made fun of me. I have never read books and can't even recognize many big words. I really don't understand poetry. But since my junior sister is stunning in writing, I might as well be an audience and let Junior Sister Zeng comment."

"Brother Chen is humble." Cheng Susu chanted for a moment and then said:

"The crane is gone and only sees the butterflies fluttering, the sky is high and the clouds are light, and I climb high and envy the flying geese. I raise the desk and the sound of my eyebrows is far away, and a little bit of sorrow at the tip of my eyebrows is a line.

It is said that you know that you are not seen, it is like a marriage between water and cannot be reached in the dark. The three lives are changing, but I still think about it in the past."

Seeing Cheng Susu's figure and being able to control such poems, Chen Feng couldn't help but feel sad. This girl was beautiful and wise on the outside, and must have been born in a home full of literature and history. She has been exploring treasures in the mountains of books since she was a child. She relied on poetry, calligraphy and painting to make her beautiful outside and as beautiful as bamboo inside.

Seeing Chen Feng and Zeng Xiulan both stunned, Cheng Susu asked, "Is it still worth listening?"

Chen Feng couldn't help but say, "It fits the scene in front of him and the feelings of the characters. I think it's excellent." He intuitively felt that his mouth was too stupid, and he really couldn't tell the benefits of Cheng Susu's poem.

Zeng Xiulan naturally nodded repeatedly. Seeing Chen Feng's embarrassment, he couldn't help laughing out loud.

The three of them chatted and returned to the front mountain, and Chen Feng went to find Liao Cheng himself.

After hearing what Chen Feng said, Liao Cheng sighed and said, "I know a little about Dayong, but I didn't expect that it would be like this. You don't have to go to General Manager Xie for this matter. First, he is not on the mountain now, and second, I have explored his words before, and he insisted on letting you continue to stay in Xuanyd. You should prepare early and try to express your feelings when you meet him again. Before Dayong came, with the care of Elder Zhang, General Manager Xie would not have any opinions on whether he went or stayed."

Chen Feng had no opinion on this, so he chatted with Liao Cheng for a few words and replied to Xuan yd.

That night, Chen Feng looked outside. A crescent moon hung in the sky, scattering a faint light. Chen Feng then turned into a afterimage and rushed to the direction of the cold pond.

During the day, Chen Feng saw a white shadow in the cold pond suddenly disappear. Although it was only a moment, Chen Feng felt familiar. Isn’t this the white soul of Ni Heng? Is it here Ni Heng’s nest?

There was still some distance away from the Cold Pond, and Chen Feng felt that something was wrong there, and there was a faint sound of killing.

There was a situation! Chen Feng couldn't help but speed up. At this time, Chen Feng felt that although the magical secret technique was of great help to him, it had greater limitations. Just talking about this path that could fly over, it would shorten a large distance.

At this time, the wind was roaring on the side of the cold pond. Chen Feng came at the right time.

I saw a beautiful and gentle woman who was surrounded by a ball of golden light. Ni Heng was attacking her with a blood-red flag on the side. The woman didn't know what method she used, but although she was in the golden light, there was a blue light that tightly protected her. What's strange was that his white soul had somehow become the woman's subordinate. Under the drive of the woman, the white soul, who had no attack method, spurted out frost, which was difficult to deal with.

When they saw someone coming, they were both a little shocked. When they saw Chen Feng's face clearly, they were both very happy.

Ni Heng first shouted: "My friend Chen Feng, come and help me kill this girl! I will help you deal with your opponent immediately!"

The woman also shouted: "You are Senior Brother Chen! I am Zhang Dayong's wife Cen Shier. Please help me."

"What? Are you Zhang Dayong's wife? What is the proof?"

"I can't come up with any evidence now. However, today my husband and father-in-law came here to look for me, but I felt it." The woman said anxiously.

"My friend, don't care whose wife she is. Now she has a treasure on her body. Wouldn't it be nice to kill her and share it together? What benefits can you get if you save her?" Seeing that Chen Feng was still hesitant, Ni Heng threw out the bait again, "I have a friend in a certain corpus. I can recommend you to be an inner disciple there, which is much better than being angry here."

"Senior Brother Chen saved me, our family will not let down Senior Brother Chen's kindness." Cen Shier also said hurriedly.

At this time, Chen Feng was already the key factor in determining the victory or defeat of the two. If Chen Feng did not come here, Cen Shier would not be able to defend her for a long time after a long attack.

"Brother Ni is telling the truth. If I help you, you will definitely help me get the Confucian martial arts!" Chen Feng thought for a moment and suddenly said to Ni Heng.

"This is naturally, how could I lie to you!" Ni Heng was very happy.

Cen Shier's face was already full of despair.

"Brother Ni, I'll help you!" As he said that, Chen Fengqing used a battle knife, and directly showed the fighting spirit of wind and snow, and slashed it down with one knife. However, this knife did not slash at Cen Shi'er, but went straight to Ni Heng.

"What are you doing?" Ni Heng was shocked and angry, and hurriedly dodged.

But the white soul was controlled by Cen Shier using secret techniques, and followed him without hesitation, making it difficult for him to avoid it. Therefore, Ni Heng was able to roll and crawl through Chen Feng's first attack.

But Chen Feng would not give him too many opportunities. The two ice and fire powers of the combination of green and red flames and thousand-year-old black ice ran towards Ni Heng like thunder.

Ni Heng immediately felt the huge destructive energy contained in this secret technique, and immediately threw out a yellow bead. This bead was the fiery y bead.

However, the bead did not attack Chen Feng, but went straight to Cen Shier.

Halfway through the bead, a ball of intertwined heat and cold air suddenly emerged. The heat and cold air urged each other, but the momentum did not weaken, but increased, which made Cen Shier, who had just turned from worry to joy, look desperate again.

At first, she was trapped in the golden light and had no room for dodging. It was just because Ni Heng was seriously injured and unwilling to use powerful secret techniques, so she persisted until now. Who would have thought that Chen Feng's appearance made him angry and ruthless.

After Ni Heng played the trick of surrounding Wei to save Zhao, the white soul on one side suddenly screamed, and then a ball of black smoke emerged. At this time, the two ice and fire heavens hit Ni Heng one after another, burning it directly to pieces, and even the thousand-year-old black ice was useless.

But Ni Heng was not dead, and the temperament of the white soul suddenly changed and turned into Ni Heng's appearance.

Chen Feng didn't care about Ni Heng's changes at all, because Cen Shier was already in danger.

Before he could think, Chen Feng suddenly began to stare at the eyes that were running away from Cen Shier. He saw a look of pain on Chen Feng's face, and then a bright red light appeared in his eyes. After the red light shone on the pyrobe, an incredible scene appeared.
Chapter completed!