"Why are you looking at me? It's sinful to kill someone. Wouldn't it be better for me to bear the sin for you?"
Ling Feng smiled lightly and said.
Yang Yan didn't believe it. A woman's intuition told her that there must be something wrong here, so she said coldly: "Aren't you afraid of being burdened with sin?"
"If I don't go to hell, who will?"
Ling Feng showed the appearance of an eminent monk and said righteously.
Yang Yan wanted to ask more, but was scared off by Yang Wei's eyes.
"Young Shaoxia Ling really has a compassionate heart to help the world. Yang deeply admires him! Many thanks to Shaoxia Ling for saving his life twice. Yang will remember it in his heart and will definitely repay him in the future!"
At this time, Yang Wei clasped his fists and said with a grateful expression. No matter why Ling Feng killed someone, it was a fact that he saved his life. If he continues to ask questions, he would be acting ungratefully.
"Actually, to be honest with Yang Biaotou, the sword technique I practice is called the Soul-Captivating Sword Technique. This sword technique requires killing people and cultivating the evil spirit to kill. So you have already thanked me! These three heads are the best way to thank me.
present!"
Ling Feng smiled and said. He estimated that Yang Wei should have guessed his identity at this time and was too lazy to hide it. He simply used the soul-stirring sword technique as an excuse to kill monsters and level up.
"It turns out that Brother Ling is the Soul-Taking Sword Master Ling. No wonder his swordsmanship is so amazing that even Zhao Shengyun with the Silver Dragon Spear doesn't dare to fight against him!"
Yang Wei suddenly said in awe. Not to mention, when he passed through Qinghe County this time, he happened to have heard of Ling Feng's chivalrous reputation and outstanding achievements. He had killed countless famous masters, and even defeated the innate master of the White Tiger Gang, the Evergreen Divine Sword Gu Changqing.
, whose reputation is not inferior to that of those innate masters who have been famous for a long time. However, he never thought that this person was right in front of him.
Ling Feng smiled and said: "You are too polite, Mr. Yang. The so-called heroes are just favors from people in the world. They cannot be taken seriously. And if Zhao Shengyun hadn't been worried about you and me joining forces, he would never have retreated so simply!"
"You have good eyesight!"
Yang Yan said coldly. People are inertia animals. She has been accustomed to standing on the opposite side of Ling Feng. She doesn't need a reason or reason.
Immediately, she looked at Ling Feng for a moment and said with suspicion: "Are you really the soul-stealing sword Ling Yun? I have heard that Ling Daxia always wears a blue shirt and is a yellow-faced young man. You can't be fake.
Bar?"
Ling Feng rolled his eyes, but didn't bother to explain. Anyway, this damn girl was heartless no matter how much she tried to save her!
Suddenly, he heard the neighing of horses coming from outside the door. His expression suddenly changed and he said, "No, someone has kidnapped the escort!"
He hurriedly ran to the door, only to find that Wei Ming and the other eight people had all fainted on the ground. They seemed to have been drugged. No wonder no one went in to help despite the fierce beating inside.
At this time, the carriage was driving rapidly into the distance.
Ling Feng used the Lingyun Step, tapped his toes, and galloped rapidly, several times faster than a horse. In a few breaths, he jumped onto the carriage.
The expression of the man in black who was driving the carriage changed, and a dagger with cold light appeared in his hand. He pierced the horse's neck with the knife, then he flashed, jumped onto the roof, and fled quickly. He only left a sentence of deep hatred.
Marrow's words: "Lin Feng, I won't give up, just wash your neck and wait for death!"
Ling Feng's expression changed slightly, and it turned out to be the voice of the beautiful proprietress who had just escaped. This woman didn't know how to live or die, and she even dared to plan an escort car.
He wanted to catch this woman, but after looking at the escort car, he stopped.
After a while, Yang Yan rode her horse to catch up and said, "Where are the people?"
Ling Feng rolled his eyes and said, "Of course he ran away! Hurry and pull the escort car back!"
After a while, the two people used horses to pull the carriage back to the inn.
At this time, Yang Wei came over and said, "Thank you so much, Master Ling, for your help in chasing the escort silver!"
He had just been afraid that Zhao Shengyun would retaliate, so he didn't dare to leave.
Ling Feng smiled and said: "You're too polite, Mr. Yang. You should call me Ling Yun. I can do anything, little brother. Don't call me a hero. I can't bear it."
Yang Wei smiled and said: "Okay, since you don't mind, I'll call you brother Ling!"
Ling Feng smiled and said: "That's right, I will call you Brother Yang from now on!"
Yang Yan had an unpleasant feeling in her heart. Why was she a generation shorter?
Sure enough, Ling Feng turned around and said with a smile on his face: "My dear niece, please call me Uncle Shi and come and listen?"
Yang Yan sneered: "Don't even think about it!"
Yang Wei looked at it and shook his head. If other people in the world knew Ling Feng's identity, they would have come forward to curry favor by now. As her daughter has such a strong temper, she is afraid that she will suffer a lot if she joins her husband's family in the future. In this era
, women can get married at the age of thirteen. For twenty-year-old leftover women like Yang Yan, the problem of getting married has always been Yang Wei's worry.
Immediately, the two escorts found some water and splashed it to wake up Wei Ming and the other eight people.
A group of people began to clean up the battlefield.
It's a pity that the eight dead warrior masters didn't even have ten thousand taels of silver in total. Ling Feng secretly cursed at the bad luck!
Ling Feng accepted the banknote, and the remaining two intact low-grade sharp-edged long knives were distributed to the two bodyguards.
In order to prevent being attacked again, the group of people replenished some food and water and prepared to continue their journey under the stars.
At this time, Ling Feng was also quietly counting data. This time he gained 820 points of spirit value and 1490 points of chivalry. The current chivalry value was 5010/17950, and the spirit value was just over 1000. Ling Feng added the spirit value to
Qing Jiao Guan's idea was LV1. A system prompt sounded in his ears: "Congratulations, player, Qing Jiao Guan's idea broke through LV2 and obtained the attributes of soul 5."
Ling Feng was immediately shocked. This was the first time since he entered that his soul attributes had been improved. Although the requiem incense is a rare treasure, it is a pity that Ling Feng's soul is already very powerful, and the increase in mental power is not much. It is 1 from the soul.
There is still a little bit left. Now this kind of improvement from the soul has given him an indescribable sense of fulfillment, and the power of Canglang Sword Intention will also be greatly improved.
On the street, Ling Feng and his party could not walk far.
Suddenly, a dozen black-clad policemen holding torches rushed after them and quickly surrounded them.
The leader of the Qingyi catcher said coldly: "You want to run away after killing someone, catch it for me!"
A group of detectives drew their swords and prepared to take action.
At this time, Yang Wei looked indifferent, took out a silver token, and said coldly: "Do you recognize this?"
The green-robed catcher took a closer look and found that there were three big characters engraved on it, "Six Gates", and it also marked Yiyang County, Sixth Grade, and finally a number. His expression suddenly changed, and he immediately bowed respectfully and said:
"I see you, sir!"
Ling Feng's expression also changed slightly, and he was thinking, did Yang Wei secretly join the Six Gates, or is there some connection between the Zhennan Escort Bureau and the Six Gates?
After a while, Yang Wei chatted with the head catcher for a few words and then left with the group of people.