Grandma Yu looked at him, then looked inside the house, shook her head, and disappeared without a trace in a flash.

Leng Fei smiled and said, "Madam, let's go too."

Tang Lan nodded slightly.

The two soon appeared in Jingbo Palace, and Tang Xiaoyue and Tang Xiaoxing were waiting there. When they saw them coming back, they breathed a sigh of relief.

"Miss, how are you?" Tang Xiaoyue couldn't help asking.

Tang Xiaoxing came forward to serve tea.

The two sat at the stone table and sipped a sip of tea.

Tang Lan said: "It has been resolved, and Kong Xuan has agreed to withdraw his troops."

Her deep and bright eyes flowed with light, and she smiled and said, "As long as Leng Fei is there, she will not send troops for a day."

"Huh?" Tang Xiaoxing was surprised.

Leng Fei said: "Xiaoxing, are you surprised?"

Tang Xiaoxing shook his head embarrassedly.

Leng Fei shook his head and smiled, "I know, you must think I want to kill Kong Xuan, so that the sky and sea of ​​dragons are in a mess."

"Yes." Tang Xiaoxing said embarrassedly: "I didn't expect you, Prince Concubine, to kill him."

Tang Xiaoyue said: "Mr. Concubine, can you kill him? Then kill him, it's so satisfying!"

Leng Fei shook his head and laughed.

Tang Xiaoyue said: "As long as Kong Xuan is killed, no one will dare to deal with Dayu again from now on. Think about his life!"

Leng Fei sighed and said, "That will only arouse their jealousy with their enemies, and it will be difficult to shock them."

The emperors must be afraid of death, but their mood is different from that of ordinary people. Ordinary people will feel shocked when they encounter threats, and they will be afraid of being afraid to act randomly.

But the emperor did not. They thought more and were used to being the only one, and could not tolerate threats above them.

What they have to do is not scruples and fears, but madness.

Kill a Kong Xuan, and the remaining emperors will try every means to eliminate themselves and eliminate the threat.

Even Tang Haotian would find a way to get rid of himself. With Tang Lan here, he certainly would not kill him, but what about his heir?

If the next emperor offends himself, will he kill or destroy it in anger?

With such concerns, Tang Haotian probably wouldn't care about Tang Lan and would secretly add fuel to the fire to get rid of himself.

The complexity and darkness of human nature are beyond imagination.

Tang Xiaoxing nodded slightly and said, "It's better not to kill people."

Tang Xiaoyue snorted angrily: "In my opinion, it's better to kill it. Think about it, because of his decision, how many people we Dayu died! How many good men died at the hands of Tianhai!"

Tang Xiaoxing said: "If you kill him, more people will probably die."

"Then you must kill him and avenge those innocent dead!" Tang Xiaoyue hummed in discontent.

Leng Fei was thinking.

He suddenly reflected on himself. With the strength of martial arts, his ideas changed unconsciously and no longer thought about what ordinary people were like. He only thought about the fate of Dayu, but instead neglected everyone's fate.

Tang Lan said: "It is difficult to achieve both worlds, how can you fulfill your wishes? It is impossible to be peaceful and without disputes in the world."

"Anyway, I think this emperor deserves to die!" Tang Xiaoyue snorted: "It's so cheap to let him go!"

Tang Lan frowned: "Xiaoyue, stop talking."

She looked at Leng Fei worriedly, afraid that he would be moved, so she ran to kill Kong Xuan.

It is easy to kill Kong Xuan, but it will be disastrous.

Leng Fei said: "Madam, don't worry, I won't change my mind. I'm going to visit the northern border in a while, I'm afraid I won't care about this."

He estimated that once he entered the northern border, he might not be able to move directly to Jingbo Palace, and would disappear for a while.

"Northern Xinjiang..." Tang Lan shook his head gently: "I can't see its existence, so it must be extremely dangerous, be careful."

Leng Fei smiled: "Don't worry, madam."

He stayed in Jingbo Palace for the night, and returned to his own courtyard on Songjia Island in the morning the next day, practicing in high spirits.

The footsteps sounded, and Song Yuan knocked on the door and came lightly.

He was wearing a green shirt and graceful. After entering the yard, he looked at him with bright eyes, looking up and down without saying a word.

Leng Fei slowly closed his fists: "Miss Song Yuan, what news is there?"

"Lu Chenshui is here." Song Yuan said softly.

Leng Fei raised his eyebrows: "Nothing was there to come out, wasn't he here to find me?"

"It's both for you, not for you."

"How do you say this?"

"He came in place of Ziyang Cave and asked the Song family's number one master for help."

Leng Fei frowned: "Is there someone to ask for help from Ziyang Cave?"

"When the direct disciples of Ziyang Cave entered the northern border, they would ask for help, and they are often the best masters in the family."

"The number one master in all families?"

Song Yuan shook his head gently: "I'm looking for one or two, or three or four, all depends on the requirements of the direct disciples."

Leng Fei frowned: "What does this mean?"

"It is the disciples of the direct disciples who invite their own helpers." Song Yuan said: "Of course, I am not the best master, and I feel embarrassed to invite them. The number of places to enter northern Xinjiang is limited and very precious."

"So dangerous, what's precious?"

"Danger also means opportunity, adventure."

"So, Lu Chenshui is preparing to invite me?"

"Yes." Song Yuan nodded slightly.

She looked Leng Fei up and down with bright eyes: "Will you agree?"

"Of course I agreed." Leng Fei smiled.

He was extremely curious about Northern Xinjiang. Since those direct disciples could come back, he could naturally come back.

"You have to think it through." Song Yuan frowned and shook his head gently: "I suggest you don't agree."

Leng Fei looked at her.

Song Yuan whispered: "Do you know that every year the direct disciples in northern Xinjiang die?... Every time you go, at least three or four of the nine disciples die, and those who die may not be the worst martial arts!"

"luck?"

"Yes, you have to rely on your own luck. If you meet someone with high martial arts skills, you will be dead. If you have good luck, you will turn bad luck into good luck, and you will not even encounter danger. Even worse, you will get an adventure."

"I've always had good luck."

"Every direct disciple who entered feels this way, and the family master who died with him also feels this way!... Do you know that our Song family also had top experts in the past few years!"

"Die in the northern border?" Leng Fei said in a deep voice.

Song Yuan nodded slightly.

As they were talking, the footsteps sounded again, Lu Chenshui and Zhou Jingyi came together, with a solemn expression.

Leng Fei frowned and looked at Zhou Jingyi.

She is not using beauty tricks, right?

Zhou Jingyi glared at him and said nothing.

Lu Chenshui wore a mysterious robe, with a strong and steady temperament, and became more and more imposing. He hugged his fists: "Young Master Fox."

Leng Fei said: "Go to the northern border?"

"right."

"Why me?"

"Your martial arts are powerful enough to help."

Leng Fei looked at him.

Lu Chenshui said: "Miss Zhou has agreed to go in together. Young Master Fox, don't you join me?"

Zhou Jingyi said to Leng Fei who saw him: "Yes, I will go into the northern border with Mr. Lu this time, do you dare to go in?"

Song Yuan coughed lightly.

Leng Fei pondered and said nothing.

Song Yuan said: "Sister Zhou, you really want to enter the northern border? It's too dangerous!"

"I don't care about so much, I have to go in." Zhou Jingyi shook her head and said lightly: "Fu Shaohua, you are different, you don't have to go in."

Lu Chenshui said: "Young Master Fox, don't force me."

ps: Updated.
Chapter completed!