The Cold-Faced God of War's Favored Concubine Is Not to Be Tried

Several people were trying to recall in their minds whether they had heard of the person the young lady mentioned.

After a long time, Nanfeng spoke first: "Miss, I have heard of a man. It is said that he is a swordsman in the rivers and lakes, who is chivalrous and righteous, and is deeply loved by the people. His swordsmanship is also first-class. I wonder if he is the same person you are talking about."

Feng Yanan listened but didn't say yes or no. Nan Ze also spoke slowly as if he was reminiscing about the past.

"Miss, I wonder if the hero you are talking about is Li Jianfei." Feng Yanan's eyes lit up. "Do you know him?"

"On the way to the capital, I was fortunately saved by him once. Unfortunately, I didn't know who he was at that time." He recalled with a sad expression on his face.

It turned out that Nan Ze was plotted against by his own brother, but he survived, but the assassination did not stop. He survived by hiding among the refugees who were fleeing famine a few years ago. It was not until he was on the way to the capital that he thought the assassins had no idea where he was, so he dared to go to the capital alone. But on the way to the capital, he was besieged by a group of men in black.

That day, the afterglow of the setting sun shone on the official road, illuminating his hasty figure. His heartbeat was like a hare being chased, rapid and powerful, and every jump seemed to break his chest.

Suddenly, a group of men in black emerged from all directions like ghosts. Their eyes were cold and fierce, and the weapons in their hands flashed coldly in the sunset. Nan Ze knew something was wrong, and he tried to escape faster, but those people seemed to have anticipated his movements and surrounded him in a blink of an eye. At this time, his body was hollowed out and he had no physical strength to deal with these people.

Just as Nan Ze was about to surrender, a sword flashed across the sky like a meteor, instantly cutting off the attack of the man in black. A tall and mighty figure appeared, his eyes were firm and sharp, and the long sword in his hand was as indestructible as his will. Yes, he was Li Jianfei, but Nan Ze didn't know who he was at the time.

"Go!" Li Jianfei ordered briefly. Nan Ze didn't hesitate and immediately ran in the opposite direction of the assassin. The sound of fighting behind him gradually faded away, but Nan Ze's heartbeat could not calm down for a long time. He just remembered that he forgot to ask the man's name just now. If he had the chance in the future, he would definitely repay him for saving his life.

This memory was like a picture scroll, slowly unfolding in Nan Ze's mind. Every time he recalled it, he felt a warm current in his heart, which was gratitude and admiration for Li Jianfei. He knew that he would never forget this kindness, and he would never be able to express it in words.

It can be said that his parents gave him the first life, Li Jianfei gave him the second, and Feng Yanan was even more so. Both of them were benefactors that he could never repay.

"Then how did you know he was Li Jianfei's?" Feng Yanan asked after hearing this.

"After this incident, I often walked on small roads. Then one day, I passed a fork in the road and heard a few people talking. I was sure that those who wanted to kill me would not let me go even if I fled to Dongling Country." He smiled bitterly and continued. "That day, I heard them say that the person who saved me was the famous Li Jianfei. They also threatened that no matter how powerful he was, they would never let him go." He sighed deeply. "I don't know how the hero Li is doing now."

"If you met him now, would you still recognize him?" Feng Yanan asked, trying not to laugh.

"Of course!" Nan Ze said firmly, as if Li Jianfei had been engraved in his heart and could not be erased.

Nanfeng looked at Li Jianfei on the bed and seemed to have thought of something! He pulled Nanze to the bedside: "Brother Nan, look at him." It must be said that Nanfeng is really smart.

Nan Ze was confused. "Why are you pulling me?"

"Hey! Brother Nan, do you think the young lady is the kind of person who talks a lot of nonsense? She's asking about the chivalrous men of the world for no reason."

Nan Ze still didn't react: "Stop it, that's not what I meant. Let me see what he does!"

"Yes, I asked you to see what he does?" Nanfeng asked mysteriously.

This time, Nan Ze seemed to understand something. He looked at the person lying on the bed in disbelief. At this moment, as if he had traveled through the tunnel of time, Nan Ze stood in front of Li Jianfei's bed, with complicated emotions in his heart. Li Jianfei no longer had the charm of the past, and the years had left traces on his face. His skin was slightly loose, and there was a trace of vicissitudes between his eyebrows.

Li Jianfei lay quietly on the bed, one leg casually draped over the side, exuding a sense of calmness and tranquility. Nan Ze sat gently on the bedside, his eyes fell on Li Jianfei's face, and a warm current surged in his heart.

He recalled the moment when Li Jianfei saved him many years ago. His courage and determination were as solid as a mountain. Now, Li Jianfei is bedridden. But he knows that no matter how time passes, Li Jianfei will always be the benefactor he admires most in his heart.

"Do you think the buy one get one free deal is worth it this time?" Feng Yanan gave him a look that showed she understood, and smiled brightly.