Nie Feng was in a dilemma because he really didn't know how to speak to his friend Duanlang.

You should know that Nie Feng, as a disciple of Xiongba, has the ability to intervene in the situation of Duan Lang. Although he would not make him soar, he could still live a better life.

However, Duan Lang has a strong self-esteem. Every time Nie Feng mentioned it vaguely, Duan Lang would vaguely go there. Obviously, one is that he did not want to cause trouble for himself, and two is that he also hoped to be able to stand out based on his own ability.

Duan Lang, who had never spoken to him now, was finally willing to ask him for help, but he didn't do it well. This made him... what kind of face he went to see again!

After hesitating for a while, Nie Feng decided to meet Duan Lang again and see what else could do for him, at least... it would be better to give him a gift before leaving.

When he walked to Duanlang's door, Nie Feng had not knocked on the door yet, Duanlang's door opened, and his friend stood inside the door and looked at him calmly.

"Dunlang...I...sorry, I didn't do what you asked for. The master said that the matter of Xiejiazhuang is related to the plan of our world's martial arts world in the southern martial arts world, so..." Nie Feng said with a shame.

"I understand," Duan Lang smiled: "I've caused you trouble, Nie Feng."

Seeing that his friend did not blame him, Nie Feng became even more ashamed, so he couldn't help but continue, "Duanlang, do you have anything else you need me to do? I can..."

"Okay, don't worry about me," Duan Lang interrupted Nie Feng's words and said lightly: "It's okay to go to the south. To be honest, I haven't been out for so many years. I just took this opportunity to take a walk."

Nie Feng bit his lip: "But..."

"Is there anything else?" Duan Lang interrupted Nie Feng's words again.

Nie Feng looked at Duan Lang with a deep look on his face, sighed slightly, and then shook his head: "...no more."

"Then get off early," Duan Lang closed the door and turned off the lights without waiting for Nie Feng to reply, leaving only the bleak Nie Feng standing at the door alone.

On the bed, Duan Lang, who had his eyes closed, heard Nie Feng's steps gradually fading away, and couldn't help but open his eyes again, sat up and murmured with a sharp look: "Xiongba! Wen Chou Chou!"

The World Association, Xiongba’s study room, Wen Chou Chou is carefully serving Xiongba.

After a long time, Xiongba finally handled the matter in front of him, took a cup of hot tea from Wen Chou and said lightly: "Have you explained it clearly to him?"

"It's already made it clear," Wen Chou Chou said with a smile: "He will never talk nonsense."

"Yeah, very good."

The next morning, the first batch of supplies that Tianxiahui promised Xie Feihong had already been shipped, including Duan Lang, a small person who was insignificant in the eyes of Xiongba.

"Tianxiahui!" In the convoy, Duan Lang looked back coldly at the Tianxiahui. This Tianxiahui, which seemed so grand in the past, is now so dazzling! So people... want to destroy it and the people inside!

The convoy slowly left and gradually disappeared at the end of the road. It was also at this time that Nie Feng, who was called by Xiongba to complete the morning class, finally arrived.

I learned from the guard that the convoy had already set off. Nie Feng couldn't help but remained silent and stopped for a long time...

Xiejiazhuang, because the Sword Saint promised to fight Xie Feihong, it was much more lively than usual. Obviously, many martial arts people were very curious about who dared to fight against the Sword Saint.

However, Xie Feihong is not a monkey, so naturally no one can watch it just by looking. Therefore, most people in the martial arts world basically didn’t even meet Xie Feihong, so they were dismissed by the Xie family’s politeness.

A few people who are highly respected in the world were blocked by Xie Jiazhuang using the excuse that Xie Feihong had to prepare for the war with all his heart, so he let the outside world disturb him, but Xie Feihong was still free. He studied the martial arts and crafts collected by the people in this world, refine qi and concentrate their minds, and meditate and practice swords.

Of course, there are also many who intend to become famous by Xie Feihong, who is the most popular in the martial arts world, come to Xiejiazhuang to invite Xie Feihong to fight.

For such people, Xie Feihong directly asked several elders of the Xie family to dispel them. However, those with strong strength asked them to directly see Xie Feihong leaving a knife mark in the martial arts field.

If he still insists on being unreasonable and makes trouble, Xie Feihong will not be polite and will directly cut him and take his head with one knife.

It is precisely this occasional move by Xie Feihong that has reduced him a lot of trouble and given him a lot of luck. He bought Xie Feihong to win in the gambling game, or the gambler who could hold on to a few more moves in the hands of the Sword Saint adds a little bit of confidence and worries.

On the other hand, it seemed to be to promote the alliance with Xiejiazhuang as soon as possible. Therefore, under the leadership of the blood-drinking skeleton Xue Antian, the world came to Xiejiazhuang again in less than a month.

"Master Xie, it was the letter I wrote to you that the gang leader asked me to give you." In the main hall, Xue Antian and Xie Feihong politely spoke to each other and then went straight to the topic.

"Well, the leader of the Xiong Gang is intent." Xie Feihong took the letter from the servant, opened it in person and looked at it. He saw that it was nothing more than some polite words, and explained why he only transported one-tenth of the materials this time.

So he exchanged it again into the servant's hands, and then turned his attention to Xue Antian, a young man who was dressed in a poor manner but had an extraordinary temperament, closed his eyes and looked cold: "This person must be Duanlang."

"It's Duan Lang," Xue Antian saw that Duan Lang had no reaction at all, but still closed his eyes and glared at him fiercely, then turned his head to smile and said, "The vulgar people don't know the etiquette. I hope the owner of the manor will not be surprised."

"It's okay," Xie Feihong said lightly: "It's a good thing for young people to be a little arrogant, I just hope he can have the capital to be proud."

It seemed that he was inspired by Xie Feihong's words, and he kept his eyes closed and his face was cold, Duan Lang finally opened his eyes and said coldly to Xie Feihong: "Master Xie can try it yourself!"

"Rareless!" Without mentioning Xie Feihong, who smiled, Xue Antian was angry and scolded: "Why don't you understand the rules at all, remember your identity! In the World Association, Lord Nie Feng is protecting you, so no one cares about you! But you have been sent to Xiejiazhuang now, and you are the servant of Xiejiazhuang. No one here to indulge your rudeness!"

"Shut up!" Duan Lang's patience was obviously at its limit, so he directly pressed his hand on the hilt of the sword to kill a person's head!

Xue Antian is called the Blood-Drinking Skeleton, so he is naturally not a good person. He obviously has enough of this servant who has always been stern in his face to him. With the idea that Duan Lang might never have the chance to return to the World Club in his life, he is ready to give the boy in front of him a lesson that he can remember deeply.

So the two of them became tense, as if they were about to splatter blood immediately!

"Okay!" Of course, Xie Feihong couldn't let the two of them take action at home, so he made a sound, and at the same time, a sharp knife intent that seemed to be able to freeze people's hearts directly covered Duan Lang and Xue Antian!

Will die!

The moment when Xie Feihong was shrouded in a hut, whether it was Duanlang or Xuehantian, his mind was trembling under the murderous intent that was as vast as a mountain. He felt like a sword of Damocles hanging above his head at any time! As long as he acted a little rashly, he would immediately die.

Therefore, for a moment, no matter whether it was the famous Xueantian outside or the arrogant Duanlang, they were all silent!

"Mr. Xue, Duanlang is now a member of my Xiejiazhuang. I hope you don't make any moves beyond your means." Xie Feihong gently stroked the tea soup with the cover and said lightly: "In addition, when did I say... Duanlang's identity in our Xiejiazhuang is a servant!"
Chapter completed!