In the hall, Lin Fang was still drinking wine.

He was conscious and awake, but at the same time he was in pain. He was just drinking to drown his sorrows.

How could he not know that there were his enemies in this hall? The Flying Knife Sect, the Songshan Sword Sect, and the Huashan Sword Sect, but now Lin Fang does not take these people to heart.

If you want to kill him, you have to wait until Lin Fang reveals his identity as the remaining queen of the Lin family before killing him!

"Ahem, I don't know, can I take a step to talk?"

Outside, Feng Ye and the others couldn't wait any longer, because they looked at the nine mysterious women surrounding the masked young man in the hall and seemed to have no intention of leaving. This made the four of them helpless.

Feng Ye thought for a while, and finally decided to go up and have a chat with the masked young man.

Feng Ye said with a wry smile on his face, focusing entirely on the masked young man. He also glanced at the nine women and did not dare to look at them more.

Chun Han said: "Master Lin, is this your friend?"

However, Lin Fang didn't seem to listen and buried himself in drinking.

Chunhan was speechless, looked at the other sisters, and said softly: "Let's go first."

With that said, Chunhan also pulled the sisters away.

Seeing these nine women leaving, Feng Ye secretly wiped his sweat. It seemed that the other party was not so arrogant and unreasonable.

"Brother, it's not a problem for such a person to drink alcohol alone."

Feng Ye smiled slightly, picked up a wine jar, poured it into the wine bowl, and drank it down.

"I do not know you."

Lin Fang said in a low voice, but did not raise his head.

"But I want to get to know you."

Feng Ye secretly thought to himself that the masked young man in front of him had a good temper and was not someone who would take action if he disagreed with someone.

Hearing this, Lin Fang said nothing.

"Brother, do you have a grudge against the Songshan Sword Sect?"

Feng Ye asked tentatively.

But Lin Fang didn't reply.

"Well, to be honest, I have a grudge against the people from the Songshan Sword Sect."

Feng Ye whispered, his voice was so weak that no one could hear it except him and Lin Fang.

"Oh? So, you want to use my hand to deal with the Songshan Sword Sect?"

Lin Fang said in surprise. This time he finally raised his head, but his whole body was filled with drunkenness.

Feng Ye was startled, shook his head with a wry smile, and said: "It seems that you, little brother, must be extremely young."

"I have a blood feud with the Songshan Sword Sect. I wish I could take revenge and kill my enemies with my own hands, but I also know that my abilities are limited, so I want to join forces with my little brother."

"For me, as long as I can get great revenge, whether I take revenge myself or join forces with others, the result will be the same."

"How can I be allowed to think so much in the face of a blood feud?"

Feng Ye said firmly.

His words made Lin Fang secretly nod. Although he didn't know this person, his first impression was pretty good. At least he looked majestic and dared to speak and act.

"What hatred do you have against the Songshan Sword Sect?"

Lin Fang asked again.

Maybe Lin Fang was too bored drinking alone and wanted to find someone to talk to. As for the Chunhan Nine Girls, he didn't want to communicate more.

"The hatred of genocide, the hatred of killing relatives!"

Feng Ye's eyes turned cold and he gritted his teeth.

"My name is Feng Ye. I was once the young master of the Feng family in Jinxiu Villa in Wanzhou. My Jinxiu Villa had no disputes with the world. But later, someone sent by the Songshan Sword Sect destroyed my Jinxiu Villa and massacred many of my relatives.

Only by taking my young clan brothers through the secret passage can I escape."

"Jinxiu Villa, Feng Family."

Lin Fang's eyes moved slightly.

He knows this place because the Lin family has become very weak and has very little power. It has become a small and medium-sized family, similar to the Feng family of Jinxiu Villa, or even worse, so he knows something about it.

It is said that Jinxiu Villa seemed to have been destroyed by the Songshan Sword Sect, but no one has confirmed it.

Lin Fang already believed what Feng Ye said.

But Lin Fang was slightly silent. With his current strength, he could avenge his family's blood without joining forces with others. He was confident that one person and one sword could destroy the entire Songshan Sword Sect! Including the seven sects at that time!

"Haha, drink and drink. My little brother and I hit it off right away. How about we have a drink?"

Feng Ye saw that Lin Fang did not answer and did not continue to ask. He knew that the masked youth might be hesitating or thinking, but he was sure that the entire masked youth must have a grudge against the Songshan Sword Sect. From the fluctuations in the masked youth's expression, he knew

I can tell.

"By the way, you still don't know your little brother's name?"

Feng Ye looks like a young scholar, but he is actually over thirty years old, while Lin Fang is only nineteen years old, so it is normal for him to call Lin Fang his little brother.

"Lin Fang."

Lin Fang said slightly.

He doesn't care if others know him. Now he no longer needs to be anonymous or hide his identity. It just depends on whether he is willing to reveal it.

Of course, it is estimated that not many people here know him currently, but those from the Huashan Sword Sect may still remember the name Lin Fang.

"It turns out to be Brother Lin."

Feng Ye laughed loudly, picked up the wine bowl, and clinked glasses with Lin Fang.

Feng Ye asked slightly curiously: "Why is Brother Lin here alone, drinking wine? I saw the nine women surrounding Brother Lin just now, and I don't see Brother Lin paying too much attention. It seems that Brother Lin

It’s because I have troubles in my heart.”

"If Brother Lin doesn't mind, can you talk to me?"

Lin Fang was slightly silent, not knowing where to start.

"Brother Lin, don't worry, I, Feng Ye, am not a loudmouthed person. Although I can't see Brother Lin's face, I can be sure that Brother Lin is extremely young, maybe less than twenty years old. Although my strength is not as strong as Brother Lin,

But after living for so many years, if Brother Lin encounters something difficult to solve, I, Feng Ye, am willing to share the burden."

Feng Ye smiled and said, his words were very straightforward and his purpose was also very obvious.

I just want to make friends with Lin Fang! He is very frank and also very enthusiastic.

Lin Fang knew this, so he talked to this person. Of course, there is another point, maybe they are in the same boat. Feng Ye's family was wiped out, and Lin Fang's family was also wiped out. This is what the two of them have in common.

at.

"well!"

Lin Fang sighed quietly, his eyes were in a daze, and the figure of Yue Ziwei appeared inexplicably in his mind, feeling pain and helplessness.

"Let me guess, Brother Lin, is it because of emotional matters?"

In fact, Feng Ye had already made a guess, but he was not sure, so he asked tentatively now.

Lin Fang couldn't help but smile bitterly, as if anyone could tell that he was troubled by this.

"good."

Lin Fang nodded and said lightly: "I'm sorry for a woman. Due to various reasons, I haven't seen her for a long time. During this time, I have someone I love."

When Feng Ye heard this, he suddenly realized that he had already made a guess. He raised his eyebrows and smiled ambiguously: "Brother Lin's romantic relationship is not bad. I think those nine girls may also be interested in Brother Lin."

Feng Ye secretly pointed at the nine Chunhan girls sitting opposite.

The corner of Lin Fang's mouth twitched slightly, and he said bitterly: "Brother Feng, please stop teasing me. I can't even handle my own emotional problems. How can I dare to provoke him?"

Feng Ye nodded and said, "That's the truth."

"Grrrrrr!"

Feng Ye directly picked up the wine jar and drank half of it in one gulp. Then he leaned into Lin Fang's ear and said in a low voice:

"Brother Lin, with all due respect, we, martial artists and people in the martial arts world, should not stick to any standard."

Lin Fang's eyes moved slightly, looking at him in confusion.

Feng Ye added: "Let's talk about the Southern Song Dynasty, which high-ranking official and nobleman didn't have three wives and four concubines? How do you know whether the high-ranking official and nobleman loved his wives and concubines?"

"Besides, among the people, wealthy families, landlords and plutocrats also have three wives and four concubines. Why? People control money and power. If they have this ability, they have this qualification!"

"Brother Lin, look at us again. We are people in the martial arts world. Our actions are not restricted by the imperial court. We are naturally eclectic and unrestrained. If Brother Lin is troubled by himself because of emotional matters, it really shouldn't be."

Lin Fang was silent.

"Of course, I don't mean to ask Brother Lin to follow the example of three wives and four concubines. We martial arts people value feelings and friendship the most! But there is one thing. If you can have a clear conscience in everything, then that's all!"

"Brother Lin said he was sorry for a certain woman. I'm afraid it's not just that he's sorry, but there's also affection involved in it, right?"
To be continued...