The Great Tang: God-level Bear Child

Behind the bamboo forest is Chang'an City East Street, and at the end of the front is a dry wheat field.

If you can live in seclusion in the dense bamboo forest again, it can be regarded as a fun thing in life.

"Eighth prince, it is rumored that the layman Bizhu lived in seclusion here. I was lucky enough to meet him once three years ago, but I just don't know, is that old man still alive?"

Wu Fei spoke.

Li Chengfeng said: "Whether you are alive or not, you will know if you go in and take a look!"

"Okay, then let me lead the way!"

Wu Fei took a deep breath.

To be honest, he didn't dare to mess with someone who was a master of swordsmanship.

But he has Li Chengfeng backing him, what are he afraid of?

Li Chengfeng is the eighth prince of the Tang Dynasty, unless that layman Bizhu really wants to fight against the eighth prince?

It can be said that the whole Tang Dynasty is dominated by Li Chengfeng's father. If you live in his father's house and he passes by your own land, how dare you drive him out?

After thinking about it, Wu Fei took the lead and walked in, while Li Chengfeng followed Wu Fei's pace.

Everyone quickly followed behind Li Chengfeng.

In this bamboo forest, the breeze blows, and there is a refreshing fragrance of bamboo leaves, which gives people a very comfortable feeling.

As he walked forward, Li Chengfeng saw a small fork.

On the edge of the fork, there is still a slightly yellowed wooden signboard with these big characters written on it: No entry for idlers?

"No entry for idlers? Eighth Prince, it seems that Layman Bizhu still doesn't want anyone to disturb him, so should we go in now?" Wu Fei asked.

Li Chengfeng said: "Of course I'm going, why not? He lives in seclusion here, is this his home? Believe it or not, I'll call someone to dig it up some other day? It's just presumptuous, occupying the mountain as king? And What's the difference between robbers? Hmph, I, Li Chengfeng, will go in and meet him right now!"

After finishing speaking, Li Chengfeng strode in.

Wu Fei sighed, and then quickly followed Li Chengfeng's pace.

Cao Xue, Fan Meng, Gao Chen and others also followed behind Li Chengfeng, walking towards the depths of the bamboo forest together.

The further you go inside, the fresher the air inside and the more peaceful the environment.

But the sound of cuckoo coming from the surroundings gave people a chilling and creepy feeling.

Even Wu Fei himself felt a gust of wind blowing from his back.

"Look, there are footprints here, which can prove that there are actually people living here!"

Li Chengfeng suddenly discovered that there were some footprints of different sizes on the relatively humid land.

Due to the relatively humid weather recently and several rains, the bamboo leaves in the bamboo forest block the sunlight, and the soil here will not dry so quickly.

And there are footprints, which means that there are people living here.

This shows that the layman Bizhu is very likely to still live in it.

…

Everyone continued to move forward, Li Chengfeng took the lead, and went all the way in.

Finally, a small bamboo house was reflected in the eyes of everyone.

"Look, eighth prince, it's a living room. There are still these clothes outside. Someone lives here!"

Fan Meng suddenly became shocked.

Li Chengfeng also nodded slightly, and said: "Okay, then I will go to live in the house now, and I will meet that Bizhu Layman, you just wait outside the door, don't follow in! Otherwise, if he wants to kill you, it will be a piece of cake Something happened!"

"Then you eighth prince? If you go in rashly, won't you be hurt by him?" Fan Meng asked worriedly.

Li Chengfeng smiled disdainfully, and said: "Haha, at least in a one-on-one duel, there is no one in this world who is my opponent!"

Everyone didn't know if Li Chengfeng was talking big, but Li Chengfeng was indeed the one with the most powerful martial arts among them.

"Eighth prince, let me go in with you. If he wants to attack us, although I, Wu Fei, may not be his opponent, but in terms of running away, if I want to run, he probably won't be able to catch me!"

Wu Fei possessed the Escape Gate's escape formula, so he was the best in the world when it came to escaping.

He used to use this trick to escape from the enemy's hands.

Li Chengfeng frowned, nodded, and said: "Alright, let's go in, the two of us. Everyone else is waiting here. Remember not to go any further. If you are suddenly in danger, just run away in all directions, and leave me and Wu alone." Elder Fei, because if we were to run, everyone would be faster than us!"

"Well, good Eighth Prince, then you have to be careful!" Fan Meng said with concern.

Li Chengfeng smiled and said, "Okay, don't worry, I'll be fine!"

To be honest, Li Chengfeng was also a little worried.

Although he is a master of the ultimate kendo, but because he has no actual combat experience, he has never confronted a top kendo master.

Therefore, Li Chengfeng couldn't guarantee whether he would be able to defend himself if Layman Bizhu wanted to sneak attack him.

After all, Li Chengfeng himself is also a mortal body, if he is stabbed by a sword master, Li Chengfeng feels that it will be difficult for him to survive~www.readwn.com~Of course, Li Chengfeng feels that he will not lose to him, but he is still careful Miao is better.

Wu Fei once said that Layman Bizhu, if he had not died, would be at least 90 years old this year.

90 years old? In ancient times, it was like a living old fairy.

60 sixties, 70 ancient Greek.

It is very rare for ancient people to live to be seventy years old, so it is not an exaggeration to call people who live to ninety years old old monsters.

"Huh, let's go! I'll take the lead!"

"okay!"

Wu Fei also took a deep breath, and then slowly followed Li Chengfeng's pace.

The two of them, under the eyes of everyone, slowly moved towards the small bamboo house.

The tranquil breeze blew through everyone's hair. At this moment, Fan Meng felt a slight pain in his neck.

The breeze was still so gentle, but the bamboo leaves on the surrounding bamboo forests had already begun to fall scatteredly.

One piece, two pieces, three pieces...

"Chila..."

Finally, a bamboo leaf landed on Fan Meng's neck, and a tiny wound was cut immediately, and blood gushed out immediately.

"Ah, what a sharp bamboo leaf! My neck hurts!" Fan Meng frowned tightly.

At this moment, Cao Xue turned pale with shock, and shouted: "Sister Meng, your neck is bleeding, is it bleeding?"

"what…"

Fan Meng touched her neck with her hand, and as expected, her right hand was already stained red with blood.

"How could this be? It's just an ordinary bamboo leaf, yet it can actually cut my neck? What a terrifying place!"

Fan Meng gasped.

Fortunately, the falling speed of the bamboo leaf was not too fast. If it had been faster and sharper, the bamboo leaf might have cut her throat just now.