After an unknown amount of time passed, Nie Fu woke up.

When he opened his eyes, what he saw was Feixue's thin figure dressed in black, shrouded in light.

Nie Fu was startled and turned over to sit up. Severe pain immediately hit his shoulder, causing him to bend down involuntarily.

Hearing that Nie Fu woke up, Feixue turned her head and stood up, and asked softly and concernedly, "Are you okay?"

"Where are you...Mr. Yang?"

"Yang Lian? He has been taken to prison by Jin Yiwei."

"If it weren't for your obstruction, I would definitely be able to rescue Mr. Yang." Nie Fu said bitterly.

"That's right, I don't deny that your martial arts are very good." Feixue lowered his head and said.

"How long did it take for me to pass out?" Nie Fu asked.

"About one day and one night, now it's the next night."

"Why don't you kill me?"

"Why should I kill you?" Feixue replied softly.

"It is said that no one can live to see Feixue's swordsmanship." Nie Fu said.

"I didn't say that, I didn't want to kill you."

Nie Fu was surprised that Feixue, the cold-blooded killer who shocked Kyushu, turned out to be an ignorant girl?

What he didn't know was that Feixue never knew or cared about her reputation outside. She was just a simple girl who accepted the arrangement of her master to repay her kindness. She had never experienced good and evil in the world, and she didn't know that she was a devil in the eyes of outsiders.

Feixue is not a ruthless person, she is just a simple killer with peerless martial arts skills.

Feixue has a special feeling for Nie Fu for three reasons. First, Nie Fu is one of the few people who she feels is not inferior to her in martial arts. Second, Nie Fu is the only one who has survived under her command. Most importantly, because Nie Fu

Fu Fu is not dead, so he is the only outsider who talks to her for more than three sentences.

Nie Fu stood up despite the severe pain and looked at the wounds on his shoulders and legs. The bandages on his legs were very rough, while the ones on his shoulders were carefully wrapped with cotton cloth and applied with medicine. They felt cool. He didn't know why.

The bandaging techniques here are different.

Feixue saw Nie Fu looking at the wound on his shoulder and couldn't help but pursed his lips and smiled.

Feixue didn't know how to heal wounds. She bandaged the wound on Nie Fu's leg, but she felt dissatisfied. This kind of meticulous care was not what she was good at. She saw that the wound on her shoulder was a bit serious, and she was mentally surprised that she had done it so hard.

She didn't know how to bandage it, and she couldn't find the direction of the wrapping. After thinking about it, she went out to find a doctor, stabbed his wife in the same place on the shoulder, and asked the doctor to show her the bandage.

The doctor didn't know where this woman came from. She turned pale with fright. The doctor's wife screamed in pain and quickly bandaged her wife under Feixue's sword. After Feixue read it, she took the medicine and cloth and grabbed the window.

When he went out and came back to bandage Nie Fu, the two wounds would be bandaged in different ways.

Nie Fu picked up the sword on the table and walked out of the room. Without turning around, he said, "Girl, farewell."

"where you go?"

"I'm going to save Mr. Yang."

"You can't save me as long as I'm here."

"Then I have to go too."

"Don't go, there are many masters in the prison! You are injured, you can't beat them."

"I accepted this task and had to complete it. I belong to the Ming Dynasty...I am not afraid of being a slave. I am afraid of being imprisoned. This is my task and my responsibility."

Feixue slowly pulled out the Snow Sword from its scabbard, pointed at Nie Fu's back, and said softly, "Don't go."

Nie Fu didn't even look at it. He opened the door of the room with one hand and prepared to push it open and walk out.

A dandelion petal floated in from the window, floating between Nie Fu's back and Feixue's sword.

Feixue drew his sword. When Nie Fu heard the sound of Feixue drawing his sword, he drew out the sword from his waist and turned around to take it straight to Feixue's chest.

Nie Fu just wanted to force her back, but the frustration of not being able to save Yang Lian made him resentful and secretly increased his efforts. "Just kill her." This thought came to Nie Fu's mind.

Nie Fu's inner strength was indeed astonishing. Feixue did not dare to take advantage of his power, so he had to avoid it. Snowflakes like wandering fell next to the big sword, trying to stop the progress of the big sword.

Nie Fu ignored Feixue's sword skills and just wanted to die together. The strength in Ran Deng's hand was strong, and the sword light suddenly appeared. Feixue had no choice but to turn over and back up, kicking on the bedpost, and used the strength to fly towards Nie Fu. Feixue's sword skills were the best.

Make a move.

The sword energy drove the surrounding airflow, and the dandelion petals instantly scattered and disintegrated, as if they had been blown up.

Because the indoor space was small, Feixue could only draw five swords.

The appearance of each sword is like a little white crystallized snowflake. There is not much difference in time when the snowflakes fall. The shadow of the sword is surrounded by sword energy, and is accompanied by a whistling sound.

Nie Fu activated his inner strength, and he could clearly see the positions of the five swords. He quickly moved the sword up and down to block the attack. The sword energy hit the sword with a clang, clang, clang, and five metallic collision sounds.

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The white sword energy was shattered when it encountered the strong energy of the lamp-burning hand.

Ran Deng Shou is a Kung Fu that has been handed down from ancient times. Its inner strength method is based on the luck of the Dantian. Randeng Shou mainly trains Qi, which is exactly the same as Shaolin's Yi Jin Jing and Tong Zi Kung Fu. It emphasizes Qi controlling Jin, Qi controlling the sword, Qi controlling the sword, Qi controlling the sword, and Qi controlling the sword.

Master the five senses.

Ran Deng Shou has gone through two thousand years of baptism, and countless Nie family masters have perfected and strengthened it. It has finally become a peerless martial arts that other sects cannot match.

One of the two sublimations of the inner strength of Ran Deng Shou in modern times is attributed to a relative of Nie Fu's family - Nie Bao, the Minister of War during the Jiajing period of the Ming Dynasty. Because of this, Nie Bao met Wang Shouren as his teacher. Wang Shouren himself was a martial arts master.

, through the discussion between Nie Bao and Wang Shouren, Wang also got a glimpse of the Deng Deng Shou skills. Wang Shouren integrated the Deng Deng Shou with his own martial arts and psychology, and combined them into one to push the Deng Deng Shou to a higher level.

Later, Nie Fu's father married a daughter-in-law who came from a martial arts family and integrated another traditional qigong. With the fusion of these basics, Nie Fu's martial arts was already the culmination of the three schools. If it hadn't been for the surprise attack by Feixue that night,

Moreover, Nie Fu was in a hurry to save Yang Lian, so the flying snow might not be able to hurt Nie Fu.

Feixue's first move was blocked by Nie Fu. Everything changed in the blink of an eye. The time it took for such a grain of sand to fall was no longer enough for her to think. Her body's natural reaction was to bring up the second move of Feixue's swordsmanship, dots from left to right.

Snowflakes covered the path where Nie Fu's sword was going.

But there was always an injury on his body. Nie Fu repeatedly activated the Ran Deng Qigong. When the Qigong circulated throughout his body for the second time, it encountered an obstacle on his right shoulder and could not circulate throughout the body. As a result, the internal energy of the sword slowed down. It was unable to circulate.

Break the sword energy like the first move.

It was Feixue who had no intention of hurting him. She immediately retracted the Snowflake Sword when it reached his body. Even the five swords that passed through the sword did not hurt Nie Fu.

Nie Fu's strength slowed down and he almost lost his grip on the sword. Coupled with the severe pain in his right shoulder, he could only use the sword to punch the ground to support his body.

Feixue dropped her sword and came over to support Nie Fu, but didn't say a word.

The two of them didn't speak, but they knew in their hearts that Nie Fu couldn't beat Feixue's swordsmanship now.

"That's it!" Nie Fu threw the sword away bitterly. "I'm a useless thing. Just kill me."

"You can't beat me because you are injured."

"I don't hate that I can't beat you, I hate myself. It's hard for me to pass you, how can I save Master Yang.

"Don't say that. You can recover from your injuries before we fight again?"

Nie Fu was stunned and said, "You wait until I recover from my injuries before fighting? You let me go?"

"I've already healed your wounds, why wouldn't I let you go? But I tell you, my master will be in prison, and you can't beat him.

"If I can't beat you, I have to go."

"You are really stubborn. Take care. See you later. Goodbye."

Feixue smiled brightly, turned around, opened the window, and floated out like a piece of letter paper, flying far and wide.

Nie Fu recalled the two encounters with Feixue and had a strange feeling.

He practiced martial arts since he was a child, and joined the army at a young age to guard the borders. He was surrounded by gentlemen.

Apart from his mother and the maids at home, Nie Fu didn't know many women.

It is rare in the world for a woman to be able to use such a frail body to perform such shocking swordsmanship.

Nie Fu muttered silently: "The specks of gunfire are not as good as the flying snow all over the sky."
Chapter completed!