Li Jiang Feijian felt regretful after taking action, but the matter was irreversible.

Xiao Li Feijian is a good example!

He watched the man fall limply to the ground, bleeding suddenly, and his mind was spinning over and over again.

He knew that he was too nervous. Because he was so shocked when he suddenly saw a similar person, and because the other person had malicious intentions of drawing a sword, he reflexively threw the flying sword without thinking.

This was the first time that he accidentally killed someone without asking questions.

Complex emotions surged into his heart like a tide, leaving him stunned on the spot.

After an unknown amount of time, his ears moved and he heard the sound of three people approaching the woods.

He immediately came to his senses and put it aside whether he accidentally killed someone or not. He wanted to get through the next step first. If they were bad people, he wouldn't mind catching them all. If they were good people, there must be a suitable reason.

"Sir, are you okay?" A voice came from outside.

Li Jiang imitated the voice of the man who was struck by the sword and said vaguely: "Wait a minute!"

"Yes, sir." The voice that came in was respectful and did not ask any more reasons.

Li Jiang breathed a small sigh of relief, and in a blink of an eye he had already rushed to the side of the man who had been struck by the sword.

The man had not yet completely breathed his last. He covered his neck with both hands, as if he was using all his strength to stop the blood from flowing out. His eyes were bulging, and his dilated pupils revealed a look of disbelief and unwillingness.

He was breathing heavily, but his throat was cut open and the air he sucked in leaked out with a hissing sound.

Soon, blood blocked the airway again, and his face began to turn blue and purple.

A few minutes later, he exhaled his last breath, made a "gr" sound in his throat, and tilted his head with his eyes closed.

Li Jiang sighed inwardly, he was indeed a martial arts practitioner, he could hold on for ten minutes without any air input.

Sighing, sighing, Li Jiang had to take the next step, touch the corpse.

He wanted to find out if there was any identifying information about this person.

A sword, steel fire is good, a sharp sword.

There are several banknotes in Huai Nei with the words "Fuxin Bank of the Great Song Dynasty". Well, I can confirm that the current time is "Song Dynasty", but I don't know whether it is the Northern Song Dynasty or the Southern Song Dynasty.

An embroidered sweat towel, smoked with pollen, smells delicious.

One sachet and one jade pendant.

In the end, only a fan was left.

Unfold it and take a rough look at it. The handwriting is neat and tidy, and the pen is as slender as a sword. Look at the content again:

"The country is broken by mountains and rivers, and the city is full of greenery in spring. I feel the flowers splashing with tears when I feel sad, and the birds are frightened by the hatred of others."

Du Fu's poems express the poet's strong bala bala.

Skip it and look at the title at the end of the poem: Shenhe Zhuang Murongfu.

"Murong Fu!"

Li Jiang was shaken and almost screamed.

What should I do about this? If Murong Fu is killed as soon as he comes, will God send down a thunderbolt and take his life?

He quickly communicated with the system and asked: "System, can I leave now?"

"Ding, no! I haven't stayed for three months."

"But I have faith and you have energy, why not?"

"Ding, program conflict, program conflict..."

I'll fuck you!

Li Jiang didn't have time to scold the system, because he could already hear the footsteps of the three people outside and began to become anxious. They quickly circled in place, as if they were hesitating whether to come in for inspection.

Count the balls, keep doing it and cherish it!

Li Jiang quickly took off Murong Fu's clothes and put them on, loosened his hair and put it into a heroic bun, then faced Murong Fu's face and used his Qi to adjust the position of his muscles.

Two minutes later, he turned into Murong Fu in the bronze mirror.

Li Jiang felt temporarily relieved, thinking that as long as he didn't say too much, he could hide it for a while.

But he lowered his head and frowned, because his collar and chest were stained with blood.

How do you explain this? Can you make your body covered in blood just by peeing?

At this moment, footsteps were heard walking towards the woods. Li Jiang quickly threw Murong Fu into the space, shoveling dirt under his feet to cover the blood on the ground, and then quickly turned around.

The visitor was ten meters away from Li Jiang. He stopped and apologized to Li Jiang's back: "Master, please forgive Feng for being rude. We haven't seen you for a long time, so..."

It turned out to be Feng Bo evil, a loyal retainer, and it was hard to do anything now.

Li Jiang turned his head slightly, gave Feng Boxie a side look, and said in a low voice: "What did Fourth Brother Feng say? You care about me too. By the way, I suddenly remembered something and I need to handle it alone. You can go back by yourselves."

Feng Bo evil was startled and immediately replied: "Sir, aren't you going to Shaolin to meet Abbot Xuanci?"

"I won't go. These trivial martial arts matters are of no importance. I'm going to Xixia to borrow troops." Li Jiang thought to himself and found a reason.

"But we are your guards..." Feng Bo said anxiously.

Li Jiang turned around and no longer looked at him, and said coldly: "This behavior is confidential, the target of the four people is too big. You go to Shaolin for me to divert attention, I will leave first!"

After saying that, he connected his feet and disappeared into the dense forest like a swallow taking water.

Feng BoE immediately shouted to Lin Wai: "Brother Deng, second brother Gongye, the young master is gone..."

The leaves were swaying and the wind was blowing. Deng Baichuan and Gong Yeqian had already rushed in.

"What's going on?" asked a steady middle-aged man.

Feng BoE pointed in the direction where Li Jiang disappeared and talked about the conversation with him just now.

When the three of them were talking, they didn't know that there was a pair of eyes looking at them among the leaves not far away.

Li Jiang had made a plan. If the three people discovered the flaw, he would have no choice but to kill him out of conscience.

Fortunately, they didn't know whether their level was too low or they just cared about their master, so they discussed for a while and then walked out of the woods.

Li Jiang followed.

He didn't retreat quietly until he saw Shaoshi Mountain in the distance.

Safe for now! But Li Jiang really wants to cry without tears.

He had originally thought that if he came to the world of Tianlong, he must make friends with Xiao Feng, one of the two most powerful people, and drink and eat meat with great pleasure! The most important thing is to save Xiao Feng and not let him

A generation of heroes died an untimely death.

What now?

Come on, Murong Fu will be killed as soon as he comes. Heaven has not killed him so far, so I am afraid he will have to bear the consequences.

Then here comes the problem.

Murong Fu was under pressure to restore his country and was naturally out of tune with most people. How could he make friends?

If I don't make good friends with Xu Zhu, will I miss out on the Xiaoyao sect's martial arts? I'm not a son of a plane, is there anything I can do?

I heard that the combination of Tong Lao's "Bahuangliuhe Only My Supreme Gong", Li Qiushui's "Little Wuxiang Gong" and Wu Yazi's "Beiming Shen Gong" is the "Changchun Gong".

I also heard that "Changchun Gong" is a method of cultivating immortals, directly pointing to ascension.

Well, I heard this based on the analysis of netizens. I don’t know if it’s right or not. Anyway, you can’t go wrong if you try it.

Li Jiang thought for a long time, and finally decided that a thousand birds in the forest is worse than a bird in the hand. It should be the beginning of the plot, when Murong Xun uses his own methods to disturb the world. Therefore, the incomplete version of "Beiming Magic" in Wuliang Mountain It should be lying there properly, why not take it first.

As for going to Xixia, which Feng Bo evil said, it's not a joke. Li Qiu Shui, an old monster with eighty or ninety years of skill, it's better not to mess with him until he understands the general situation.

So, he hurried to Dali.

The Wuliang Stone Wall is easy to find, and the Wuliang Sword Sect is protecting it as a treasure. It’s just that the location to go down is hard to find, so it took two extra days.

Of course, Li Jiang's current martial arts won't be as embarrassing as Duan Yu's. He just has real energy flowing all over his body, and his clothes are like an inflated balloon, slowly falling down.

Floating all the time was definitely not going to work. After falling a certain distance, he raised his palm towards the stone wall next to him, and then used the Qiankun Mind Technique to turn the translational force into an upward force to offset the falling force.

With dozens of "pah pah pah" palms, he fell into the valley within a few hundred meters.

The next step was easier, no cave could escape his scanning, and he quickly found the right path.

No need to kowtow, he obtained the "Beiming Magic".

Just when he was analyzing the pros and cons and considering whether to practice or not, he hit the pillow while dozing off, and Duan Yu appeared!
Chapter completed!