66. Under the Great Reputation, You Will Never Be Tired.

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Alples' deeds of suppressing explosives in one fell swoop spread throughout Wan Yu Peak, making the once-dormant Northern Xinjiang robber's reputation active again. In the martial southern Xinjiang, those with strong strength will always get the most favor. Even the food delivery guy couldn't help but add three chicken drumsticks to show his respect.

In comparison, the other masters of magical powers who also lived on Wan Yu Peak were outclassed. It's just that the Heavenly Sword and the Demon Eye Sect are already famous. At Wan Yu Peak, the Heavenly Sword-sword forced away the ferocious snakes, and the Demon Eye Luohu Sword killed the dead spirit witch with the sword in hand. All have achieved quite a bit of limelight.

If Alples is the one who attracts the most attention at the moment, then the one who is the most silent and ordinary is the Blood of the Martial Saint Phoenix. Naturally, this excludes the national master whose identity is mysterious.

This legend who was once the leader of Southern Xinjiang and stood at the pinnacle of martial arts in Southern Xinjiang has not done anything remarkable since his comeback. If he hadn't mentioned it, I'm afraid no one would have thought that this one-armed old man with kind eyebrows was a phoenix blood from southern Xinjiang who had a far-reaching military reputation and fought his way up from the bottom.

The old man sat alone beside a strange-shaped boulder at Wan Yu Peak. The position of this big stone is very strange. It happened to be between the rock crevices and pushed out the stones on both sides to create a mouth that can accommodate two or three people. It's like a window opening on the mountain wall. It is most suitable to look at the beautiful night sky here. However, behind this stone is a cliff of ten thousand feet, so it is called "Shortcut to the Sky". Yearning for the sky and stepping off the cliff is the so-called shortcut. The name is a joke, but I don't know if it is an accurate masterpiece.

Feng Xue poured himself out and drank it very slowly, then suddenly said after a while.

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"I know the emperor will come to see me earlier. But today is not bad.

He did not look back at the Emperor of Central Plains who was looking for him, but looked at the night sky and sighed.

"The moon and stars are sparse, it's a good day to drink.'

The emperor knew what he meant by 'come earlier'. Fengxue's real name is Fengjie, and he is the son of a noble family in Zhongzhou. The Feng family is a wealthy family in the Central Plains. There are not many families that can claim to be 'as rich as any country', and the Feng family is definitely one of the best. As the heir to this wealthy family, Fengjie also had amazing martial arts skills and was a famous master of the time. His news is always followed by many people.

It's just that the hero has no trace and has never been seen very often. The first time the Emperor saw him was more than ten years ago, shortly after Concubine Huang married into the palace. Then came the news that he had disappeared, and it has been more than ten years now.

Who knew that the 10th generation son of Zhongzhou would actually be the Martial Saint of Southern Xinjiang at the same time? What kind of twists and turns are there in this process? How could the emperor be so unlucky?

The emperor hesitated and said.

"Brother, Luoyang has been looking for you for a long time. Where have you been these years?

"Don't you want to drink?" Feng Xue put down the wine glass, filled a glass and passed it over. But he didn't mean to answer the question.

The emperor has always known that this elder brother behaves strangely and cannot be speculated by common sense. If you look at him and don't care about wealth, you will know it when you enter southern Xinjiang alone. Although he didn't know that Feng Jie was the Martial Saint of Southern Xinjiang, he had heard a lot about Martial Saint. It is said that Wusheng started from the lowest slave and fought his way up from the gladiatorial arena to become Da Guya. What happened to make a rich and handsome young man become...

Suddenly, there was a strange pain on the tip of my tongue, and I almost spit out a mouthful of wine.

Fengxue laughed loudly: "Life is like wine, neither sweet nor bitter. This wine is made from a local method in southern Xinjiang. The name is translated as 'Ji Shi Zhi'. If you drink a few more glasses, you will understand the meaning of the name."

The emperor was stunned for a while, then drank the whole cup in one gulp. Sure enough, it was so painful that his brain was numb, the emperor hissed, frowned and smiled.

"You are so ignorant. If you drink a few more drinks, you will really be miserable and don't know what's going on."

"This is still drunk from a cup. If it were replaced by an earthen altar in the southern border, the taste would be wonderful.'

The emperor tilted his mouth, as if even his smile was bitter.

"Only the eldest brother can bear it."

The two of them drank three more glasses to the moon, and Feng Xue suddenly said.

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"Back then I traveled all over the world...

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The emperor's heart has come! This time - I drank these bitter wines for nothing, for this reason.

"One time I got the wine bug and forgot to bring any money with me, so I went into someone's house and stole it. It was a big house. I sneaked in and quietly opened a jar. I took a big sip and shouted out on the spot. It was bitter. His mother sells batches. As a result, the owner of the house was called out...

He turned around and looked at the man who was eager to eat the melon, with a puzzled expression on his face: "Yes, yes, that's the expression.

Then he ignored the emperor and became more and more confused, and his mind was filled with confusion. He kept talking non-stop about how people in southern Xinjiang were eating and drinking, or about the customs and customs, which were completely irrelevant. The only thing that doesn’t change is the ‘Ku Shi’ who adds it to the cup at a constant speed.

When Feng Xue signed up to fight in the gladiatorial arena because he lost money in gambling, the emperor finally became dizzy and fell down. ‘I don’t know that the bitter taste is long, but what is often overlooked is that its intensity is actually higher than what I have tasted from afar. He drank it in his mouth unknowingly and soon became drunk without knowing what was going on. This is the origin of the name "I don't know".

Feng Xue looked at the drunken emperor, smiled softly, raised his head and drank another glass.

The bitter taste has indeed remained the same as before.

Feng Xue actually answered the emperor's question, but he just changed it to a more cryptic way.

The big house he broke into that day was the villa of the princess of Baimu Kingdom.

The woman who heard the news and came to catch the wine thief was Princess Shaowen of Baimu Kingdom.

When he saw her for the first time, Feng Jie knew that this was the woman he would love for the rest of his life. His eyes hadn't left hers since.

- All the gags, all the nonsense, are just to get closer to the chance encounter next to her.

She is a descendant of the royal family and her status is extremely noble. At that time, Mo Te was still alive, and the situation in the Central Plains and southern Xinjiang was tense. Both of them regard each other as their great enemies. Feng Jie comes from a wealthy family in the Central Plains. How dare he reveal his love so easily.

But despite his unrestrained life, he never regarded this matter as an insurmountable obstacle. He resolutely joined the army for her, and became a household name from an unknown slave. He reached the far reaches of southern Xinjiang and became the sacred beast of Baimu Kingdom. Just to get to her.

Ten years ago, he lost more than just an arm and his confidence in his martial arts.

The man known as the Martial Saint was not as obsessed with martial arts as everyone imagined. Being defeated is a common thing for military strategists, and failure cannot destroy his heart.

Xiao Shi has always practiced his martial arts for one person. As for the partial story, he failed to protect her.

"Ten years...it's time to come back."

This night, the brilliance of magical power reappeared in Wu Sheng Fengxue's eyes.

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