Jiang Xueqin had the intention not to go with Han Feng, but she gave up the idea after looking inside. The poisonous gas in her body had indeed invaded her organs. Although she killed some people in this assassination, the losses were not small. If not treated, the remaining poison would be very difficult to deal with.
Clean it up.
A group of three people left the small courtyard. When they passed a man in black, Lexiang raised his right foot and wanted to kick him hard. Han Feng saw this and hurriedly stopped him and said, "No, this kind of medicinal powder is called 'Leng'."
"Mian San" uses the cold air to hypnotize people, but does not poison them. If you kick him down and wake him up, how can he survive?"
There was a trace of disdain on Le Xiang's face, and he said jokingly: "Little brother, it is a woman's kindness to show mercy to the enemy, and it will kill you." As he said that, he pulled out his sword and pointed it at the man in black.
He stabbed the man's head with an astonishing speed. But when the tip of the sword reached the tip of the man's brow, it stopped abruptly. He shook his head and Le Xiang sighed: "Today is not the day for your death. Don't let me meet you again."
"
After saying that, he sheathed his sword smoothly, turned around, and left with Han Feng.
This incident made Han Feng a little puzzled, and he became more curious about Le Xiang. Jiang Xueqin waved his sleeves, turned into a ball of green energy, and took the three people away. Han Feng could only feel the sound in his ears.
The wind blew, and the scenery in front of me changed rapidly, and soon I arrived at Changfeng Inn.
When they reached the second floor, the door to the room suddenly opened, and Wang Sanbu stood at the door with his forehead covered. Han Feng took two quick steps, came to him, raised his hands and said, "Old man, these two people behind me are the ones I met on the road just now.
One of my friends has been a little bit poisoned, could you please take a look at it?"
Wang Sanbu opened his wrinkled eyelids and shot two rays of light at Jiang Xueqin, which made the woman take a step back. Lexiang looked at it and thought more in his heart. Han Feng was also a little puzzled. Logically speaking,
He said that Jiang Xueqin's cultivation level was the highest among the three people, so why was she so wary of Wang Sanbu's vision, but she didn't feel the same way.
Wang Sanbu looked at it for a while and said angrily: "This little girl is too poisoned. I'm afraid there is no way to save her."
Suddenly hearing this, Le Xiang and Jiang Xueqin were a little panicked, but Han Feng seemed quite calm. He had already slandered Wang Sanbu thousands of times, and whenever he was asked to take action along the way, he always had to do it.
He made a bunch of excuses, and every time he took action reluctantly when Han Feng was in a hurry and had no choice.
Han Feng knew what he was doing and said with an apologetic smile: "Senior Wang, no, Senior Wang, if ordinary people see this kind of poison, they will definitely be hopeless. You old man is not an ordinary person. You don't have any poison."
By the way, as long as the person still has breath, there will definitely be no problem."
Lexiang's eyes were very sharp. When he saw Han Feng's performance, he immediately understood the weird hobby of the somewhat wretched old man in front of him. He immediately clasped his fists and said: "Old god, please help me. If you can save my life, Xiao Ke is willing to serve like a cow and a horse."
You. See this girl here, she is only twenty-eight years old, and she is very healthy. Can you bear to watch her die of poison? You saved her at least, and you just picked up a girl for nothing. Isn’t that wonderful?
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Han Feng saw Jiang Xueqin's face in the blink of an eye, knowing that something bad was going to happen. He wanted to stop Le Xiang from continuing, but it was too late. Jiang Xueqin flicked his wrist, and a green light came out, heading straight for Le Xiang.
.The green light circled around Le Xiang's body several times, and turned into a wooden vine as thick as his wrist. It wrapped him tightly, and the tail muffled his mouth, making him really unable to say a word.
The woman's willow eyebrows stood up, and she said coldly: "If you die, you will die. Where do you come from so much nonsense? Looking at the world, the grass and trees are withering, and the old and the new are changing, there is no one who has not died that day. Who wants you to plead with him and say such spineless words?
"
Lexiang was tied tightly, and his expression was extremely complicated. He obviously had a lot to say but couldn't say it out. Han Feng wanted to do something bad, and this old man had a weird temperament. He had to follow his wishes in everything, otherwise he would have to be screwed.
Something unexpected happened. Wang Sanbu did not get angry, but said calmly: "People often say that a woman came out of Qingzhou, and her innate Yimu spiritual root was taken away by Shang Laosan of the Tianqiong sect. Could it be that
Is that you?"
Jiang Xueqin felt that there was something in his words, so she nodded immediately and said nothing.
Wang Sanbu looked at the woman for a while, sighed, and said: "The residual poison is easy to cure, but the knot in the heart is difficult. You are such a good little girl, why push yourself to a dead end. Come in, I will treat you. Two
The trash is well guarded on the street, and you are not allowed to come in without my instructions." As he spoke, he waved his hand gently, and the vines on Lexiang's body disappeared.
Jiang Xueqin heard the old man revealing her thoughts and saw how he acted as he pleased when he cracked his own spell. She immediately gave up the last doubt in her heart and followed the old man into the room. She didn't believe that the old man had evil intentions. If he wanted to, I'm afraid there would be no one here.
No one can stop it.
Le Xiang was an extremely smart person and had great faith in Jiang Xueqin's judgment. When they met for the first time, he also had deep faith in Wang Sanbu. He and Han Feng went to the lobby of the inn together, Le Xiang called the waiter and ordered
After three refreshing and delicious dishes, and a pot of shochu, Han Feng and I sat at the table and started drinking together.
As the two chatted, they discovered that they were very interested in each other. All of Han Feng's previous actions had won Le Xiang's heart. For a time, a feeling of mutual sympathy rippled between the two. After three cups of wine,
Le Xiang said: "Little brother, to tell you the truth, I think our temperaments and temperaments are very similar. When I first saw you, I felt like I wanted to see you very late."
Han Feng said with some excitement: "What the eldest brother said is absolutely true, and the younger brother feels the same way. It's just that I don't know why the eldest brother provoked those men in black, and Sister Xueqin was poisoned."
Le Xiang sighed and said in a bitter tone: "You know my character, if I can do anything less, I will definitely not do more. How can I provoke the monks stationed at Luoli Pass? Not all of them are Miss Jiang.
, in order to take revenge, no matter how many masters there are in the handsome manor, the result is the way of others, fortunately I am clever, otherwise there will be two more dead souls in Luo Ri Pass."
Han Feng heard some complaints in his tone, and because it involved some of Jiang Xueqin's affairs, he couldn't ask further questions, so he immediately changed the subject, "I often hear people say that the fight between practitioners is a matter of life and death. Is this true?"
Le Xiang glanced at him with some pride, and said in an old-fashioned way: "If you say that I am not good at practicing, I have seen too much about power and black ways. I remember that when I was hanging out in Sitian Pavilion, I didn't see anything.
Passed." At this point, Le Xiang subconsciously lowered his voice for fear of being heard by others.
Han Feng's eyes widened and he asked curiously: "Have you really stayed in Sitian Pavilion?"
"Of course, there is nothing strange about this. Sitian Pavilion is definitely not a good place. Normal people can turn into lunatics when entering, a group of lunatics chasing power. If you want to receive more spiritual stones, elixirs, and spiritual materials,
You need to learn to flatter and flatter. If you don't have these, you will always be the scum at the bottom. Once a war breaks out, you will be cannon fodder. On the other hand, all the prosperity in the world is for profit, and the hustle and bustle in the world is for profit." Speaking of the latter part, Lexiang's tone was somewhat
Deep, with a strong sense of disgust, as if he was telling something related to the smelly salted fish.
"Is this the reason why you came out? I heard that many people want to enter Sitian Pavilion without breaking their heads. After all, there is a monthly supply of spiritual stones there, which is much better than casual cultivators." Han Feng then asked.
"Lingshi?" Lexiang made a very contemptuous snort from his nose, "That thing is nothing. Do you know? Lingshi is a great thing for practitioners, but it is nothing to ordinary people.
.Those fluorescent stones have a strong irritating effect on ordinary people, and wearing them on the body for a long time will cause skin ulcers. More importantly, those stones can make people unreasonable and crazy."
Han Feng shook his head and asked in confusion: "Why do you say that? Even a newbie like me, who has just entered the immortal sect, knows that spiritual stones are a good thing. They can't do anything without meditating, practicing, and using magic weapons."
These little stones."
"Hehe, yes, we are all trash enslaved by foreign objects. If it weren't for these things, why would the Shura Sect attack the Tianqiong Sect? When the Japanese and Japanese sides fought fiercely at Taibai Peak, it was really shocking. So.
Many creatures turned into undead in an instant, and I don’t know who lit the fire. But it’s okay, let’s go on the road together to avoid loneliness.” As he said that, Lexiang poured himself another glass of wine, and dipped one in it.
The peanuts full of vinegar were drank down in one gulp.
Han Feng looked at the handsome young man in front of him and felt a sense of strangeness that he had never experienced before. He originally thought he knew Le Xiang very well, but for a moment this man exuded a sad aura. He shook his head,
Han Feng said: "I heard compassion in my brother's words. I am afraid that only compassionate people can say such things. Master once taught me not to bully the weak. I think you and he had similar expressions when you said this."
"What? Isn't that old man your master?" Le Xiang asked half drunkenly.
"No, my master is also a member of the Tianqiong Sect. Hey, I don't know what is happening to him now." Han Feng's tone revealed a sense of sadness.
"Oh? What's his name? Let's see if I recognize it." Le Xiang asked seriously.
"Master's surname is Chen. It's a taboo to say casually. He is the eighth among the disciples of the Tianqiong generation."
A trace of sadness flashed across Le Xiang's face. He didn't know many disciples of the Tianqiong Sect. There was no doubt that Chen Yunsheng was the one he was more familiar with, and he was also the one with whom he was more familiar. He wanted to say something to comfort Han Feng.
But he didn't know where to start. After thinking for a long time, he suddenly said, "If this is the case, Jiang Xueqin should be your senior sister. You are considered a family."
Han Feng suddenly raised his head, a flash of light flashed in his eyes, and in an instant he understood why a young woman was so obsessed with hatred.