Chapter Five Hundred and Fifty-Fourth I Can Benefit the Society
"Brother Feng!"
After finally catching up with her lover, Li Xuefei was filled with joy. Little did she expect that Feng would be stabbed in the chest with a sword just after they met. She was so shocked that her face turned pale and she cried out in pain.
Feng felt waves of sharp pain coming from his heart, and a cold spiritual power poured into his body along the long sword, trying to destroy his heart veins one by one and completely end his life.
The spiritual power cultivated from the "Longhu Treasure Mirror" reacted instantly, firmly protecting the meridians and flesh in the body, and launched a desperate struggle against the invading spiritual power.
"Huh? What a strong spiritual power!"
Seeing that Feng was not dead, a look of surprise flashed in Lao Luo's eyes. Without stopping, he immediately pulled out the long sword inserted into Feng's heart. In an instant, a blood arrow shot out from the wound and splashed into the distance.
As an experienced senior assassin, he certainly knows that stabbing a vital point is not enough to make the opponent fall. Pulling the weapon out of the opponent's body can make the enemy lose the ability to resist instantly.
Sure enough, at the moment when the long sword left the body, Feng felt a pain in his heart. Along with the blood splattering in all directions, all the strength in his body seemed to slip away. When he wanted to fight back, he couldn't even lift his arm.
"puff!"
Lao Luo succeeded with one blow and did not stop. The long sword was like a poisonous snake, thrust out from a tricky and weird angle, and stabbed hard into Feng's lower abdomen.
"Puff puff!"
The third sword, the fourth sword, the fifth sword...
The long sword in Lao Luo's hand was like a violent storm, poking holes one after another in Feng's body, including the heart, liver, spleen, lungs... Each sword pointed at an important organ. It could be said that the move was fatal and extremely cruel.
Where can you see the relationship between master and disciple?
The most chilling thing is that he still has a kind smile on his face, just like a gentle and respected elder, looking at his younger generation with care.
"Old thief, stop!"
Seeing her lover being tortured, Li Xuefei's eyes widened, her heart twisted like a knife, she shouted sharply, pulled out the sword from her waist, and chopped off Lao Luo's head without hesitation.
Lao Luo seemed to be unaware of it, and he still stabbed Feng with his sword again and again. An invisible aura emanated from him and surged in all directions.
After all, Li Xuefei only had the cultivation level of Earth Chakra. Being covered by his aura, she felt her delicate body tremble and her whole body stiffened. She could no longer move at all. The enemy was clearly in front of her, but the long sword in her hand could not fall.
On the opponent's head.
"Stop, please stop!" She cried hoarsely and angrily, "What kind of hatred does Brother Feng have against you? You have to treat him like this!"
"thump!"
The sword was pulled away from Feng's body again, and the bright red blood spilled into the sky along with the blade. He finally fell to the ground helplessly. His whole body was riddled with holes. He didn't know how many holes were broken. He had a lot of air coming out and a lot of air coming in.
few.
"Is this your woman?" Lao Luo pointed his sword at Feng's body, with a smile on his face and a soft and soothing voice, "I never thought that the little kid who grew up in the slums was not only far stronger than me,
It’s really enviable to be able to find such a beautiful wife who is like a fairy.”
Feng's eyes widened and he stared closely at the old man who had been kind to him. His lips opened and closed slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't even have the strength to make a sound.
"It's a pity that you have almost forgotten what I taught you." Lao Luo ignored the crying and shouting Li Xuefei and just said to himself, "When I brought you back to Wanjin Tower, I said enough
, for assassins, the last thing they need is feelings."
Feng's aura became weaker and weaker, but his eyes never left Lao Luo's body. Various emotions were intertwined in his eyes, and his expressions were unprecedentedly rich.
"You are addicted to the love between men and women, and you exposed your vital points to the enemy just to save a woman." Lao Luo continued, "And, if I expected it right, when you were stabbed by me just now, you were originally
He had the ability to kill me, but he did not choose to do so. Why? Is it because of the relationship between master and disciple?"
The old assassin's voice seemed to have a hypnotic effect, and Feng felt that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier.
"If this is really the case, then it would be a huge disappointment to me." Lao Luo sighed and said with regret, "With your talent, you could have become a perfect killer, but you died in vain because of unnecessary feelings.
All this."
As he spoke, he slowly raised his right hand, suddenly turned the long sword in his palm, and pointed it at the crying Li Xuefei.
Seeing Lao Luo's movements, Feng's heart skipped a beat, his pupils suddenly expanded, and he suddenly woke up a little.
"The irony is that you couldn't bear to attack Master, but you died in Master's hands." The long sword in Lao Luo's hand was slowly handed out to Li Xuefei, "In order to protect a woman, you gave up yourself, but in the end, this woman still had to die.
.”
His movements were not fast, but Li Xuefei was completely unable to dodge, and could only watch as the sword tip got closer and closer to her chest.
It was me who hurt him!
If it weren't for me, how could Brother Feng end up like this!
I thought I had grown a lot after going through all this, but in the end, I was still a burden.
If people like me continue to live in the world, they will only bring misfortune to the people around them.
Perhaps going to hell with Brother Feng is the best ending!
Father, mother, Brother Feng, Brother Wu Huang... Xuefei's debt to you can only be repaid in the next life!
Pain, sadness, self-blame, regret... all kinds of negative emotions came one after another. At this moment, she suddenly stopped crying, her pretty face was peaceful, her beautiful eyes slowly closed, no longer struggling, no longer fighting, just quiet
Waiting for death to come.
Xue Fei is going to die!
Seeing that Lao Luo's long sword was about to seize Li Xuefei's life, Feng's dim eyes suddenly burst out with dazzling light, and an unimaginable power surged from nowhere in his already broken body.
.
Master wants to kill Xuefei!
If she doesn't take action against her master, Xuefei will die!
Xuefei...can't die!
The thousands of twists and turns and tangles in his mind were just a short breath in reality. Feng's body suddenly rose from the ground and turned into a shadow that could not be caught by the naked eye, appearing next to Lao Luo instantly.
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At this moment, his movements were actually several minutes faster than before, and his speed had faintly exceeded the limit of the Tianlun realm.
The surface of the rusty iron sword emitted a silvery white light, and it stabbed into Lao Luo's left chest silently. Spiritual power rushed in along the blade, instantly shattering his heart.
"puff!"
The old assassin vomited blood from his mouth, and his slender body was pushed backwards. He was getting further and further away from Li Xuefei. The long sword in his hand was only a few inches away, but he could no longer hurt the beautiful "Princess Bixiao"
”.
"Okay, very good, you are finally willing to take action against me...cough, cough!" Lao Luo's face was pale, and there were traces of blood on the corners of his mouth, but there was not much pain, and he grinned, "This is me
What a disciple should be like. If you could wake up earlier, you might be able to survive and write a legend in the future cultivation world. It’s a pity, it’s such a pity..."
His voice became softer and softer, and gradually became silent. His eyes slowly closed and never opened again.
"Master, I'm sorry." A trace of guilt flashed across Feng's eyes, and he barely managed to utter a few words. Then he turned to look at Li Xuefei, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and a hint of a smile appeared.
Feng, who had always been expressionless, showed his smile for the first time. It was extremely warm and brilliant, just like the sunshine in spring, shining into Li Xuefei's heart.
"Feng, Brother Feng!"
Looking at the bright smile on Feng's face, Li Xuefei trembled all over, her heart seemed to be shrouded in dark clouds, and she felt extremely uneasy.
"Xue Fei, I'm sorry!"
Feng struggled to say these words, and his body slowly fell backwards, falling to the ground with a "plop", motionless, and completely lost his voice.
"Brother Feng!"
Li Xuefei's beauty turned pale, and she rushed to Feng's side, stretched out her jade-like right hand, and nervously probed his nose, "How are you? Wake up, Brother Feng, don't scare me!"
No breathing!
He couldn't feel any breath under his nostrils.
"No, it won't happen." Li Xuefei felt cold all over, and a deep despair couldn't help but surged into her heart, "You won't die. We have gone through so much suffering and it's not easy for us to be together. God won't
He would be so heartless..."
She kept mumbling to herself, as if she had lost her soul and soul. Two lines of crystal tears fell down her cheeks, and finally fell on Feng's riddled chest.
The noble "Princess Bixiao" just knelt down on the ground, with her head lowered, tightly holding her sweetheart's gradually cold body, and never got up again. Looking from a distance, she looked like a beautiful sculpture...
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Two unicorn horses, one black and one white, are galloping along the official road of Yunjin Province at an astonishing speed.
The black carriage behind the horse is exquisite in shape and luxurious in appearance. It obviously belongs to a wealthy family.
In the carriage, there were all kinds of people, men, women, old and young, but the atmosphere was not lively, but rather depressing.
It turns out that this high-end carriage is the exclusive vehicle for Zhong Wen and others to return to Qingfeng Mountain.
Produced by the Holy Land, it must be a high-quality product. The carriage is a thank-you gift given to Nangong Ling by the "Wendao Academy". The quality is naturally extraordinary, and the level of comfort is far beyond the ordinary vehicles outside.
After repelling the "Dark Temple" and "Seven Star Pavilion", Zhong Wen, Nangong Ling and others finally had some free time and exchanged their experiences during this period. After this exchange, both parties felt a lot heavier.
.
Just because Zhong Wen lost a Zhuma.
As for Nangong Ling, there was no trace of Liu Qiqi.
"Sister Nangong, according to your calculation, Qiqi should have gone to 'Si Cliff'?" Zhong Wen said worriedly, "Then should we..."
"This is just my guess, I can't be sure." Nangong Ling shook his head and replied slowly, "Besides, I have already begged Guo Shengren. If she really goes to 'Si Cliff', Guo Shengren will take care of us.
In terms of my reputation, I will not embarrass Qiqi too much. This battle is related to the safety of the entire 'Piaohua Palace'. I need to go back and make some arrangements before going out to look for that silly girl."
As she spoke, her beautiful eyes unconsciously glanced at the spirit pattern pen floating next to Zhong Wen, but she did not ask out loud.
This spiritual pattern pen is not held in someone's hand, but it seems to have its own spirituality, spinning and dancing around the clock, writing and drawing non-stop, like a ghost causing trouble, very strange.
The person who controls the spirit pattern pen is naturally "Zhong Wen No. 2".
Under Zhong Wen's deception, the current White Light Man has consciously taken on the hard work. Once he has free time, he will pick up the spirit pattern pen and draw defensive spirit patterns on his body day and night, like a hard-working
The worker bees, sacrificing their blood and sweat for the queen bee, have no idea that they have become proper tools.
"This time I go back and settle down Sister Qinglian and Senior Gongyang. I also have to go out to look for Zhuma and Xiaoming." Zhong Wen said with a bitter face, "I don't know where this girl has gone. How is she doing now?
"
"Are those Senior Gongyang and his party you are talking about?" Nangong Ling looked at the four old people on the other side of the carriage and said, "They don't seem to be in a good mood either."
"To be honest with my sister, Senior Gongyang and the others were the elders of the 'Dan Pavilion' not long ago." Zhong Wen explained, "Although they have left the 'Dan Pavilion' now, they will inevitably feel a little sad after hearing such bad news."
It turned out that before parting, Saint Lingxiao had already informed Zhong Wen and others about the massacre of "Dan Pavilion". When they learned that their old club had met such an end, the four old men immediately sighed and were depressed and silent all the way.
language.
Even if they fell out with Liao Qiling, the four of them could not fake their feelings for "Dan Pavilion". This feeling was like their hometown being destroyed. The old men all hated the "Dark Temple" and wished they could kill Mo Disheng and Shen.
Wei and others cut the corpse into thousands of pieces, ate its flesh and drank its blood.
"'Dan Pavilion'?" Nangong Ling's eyes flashed with complex emotions, and he said to himself in an inaudible voice, "I'm afraid they are not the only ones who are sad..."
Feeling a little depressed, Zhong Wen couldn't help but stand up, walked to the edge of the carriage, opened the curtain and looked out the window.
"Huh? What is this?"
The sight in front of him was quite strange, and Zhong Wen couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise.
I saw silhouettes of people carrying wooden boxes on their backs, with the wind blowing from their feet, passing by from the left and right sides of the carriage. They were flying at an alarming speed.
"Mr. Zhong doesn't know something." The Hongliang voice of coachman Old Zhao came from outside the carriage, "These people are 'S.F. Express' guys. They can pick up and deliver goods across two major provinces in one day on their own feet. The footwork is very impressive, and I don’t know how it was trained. Now it is a wonder in the Daqian Empire, especially in Yunjin Province, and everyone knows about it.”
"So that's it!" Zhong Wen suddenly realized, knowing that Thirteenth Niang had taught the Liangshan brothers the magical skill of "Shen Xing Wuji", "Sister Thirteenth Niang's business is getting more and more prosperous."
As soon as Zhong Wen mentioned "Thirteen Niangs", Coral, who had closed his eyes to meditate, immediately opened his eyes, pricked up his ears and listened carefully.
"We left in a hurry and didn't even go around to the imperial capital." Nangong Ling said suddenly, "The days ahead are not going to be peaceful. Should we send a message to Sister Mingyue and the others?"
"That's right!" Zhong Wen nodded, the dragon shadow hovering at his feet, and instantly appeared outside the carriage, intercepting a speeding "courier".
"This eldest brother has invited me." He bowed to the "courier" with a gentle smile on his face, "I'm Zhong Wen from Piaohua Palace. I wonder if I can trouble my eldest brother to make it easier?"
"Zhong Shenxian, I recognize you." When this person saw Zhong Wen, he was like a fan meeting his idol, and he seemed very excited, "I even went to the battlefield with you! What are your orders? Just say it, little one I’ll definitely do it for you!”
"Ashamed, ashamed." Zhong Wen felt a little embarrassed when he said this, and laughed, "It's not a big deal, I just have some news, and I wanted to trouble you to bring it to Sister Thirteen Niang and Miss Shangguan. "
After saying that, he leaned next to the "courier"'s ear and whispered a few words.
"Don't worry, Immortal Zhong, I will definitely bring your words to the big... shopkeeper." The Liangshan disciple nodded, "Do you have any other instructions?"
"No, please bother me, brother." Zhong Wen smiled and patted his shoulder.
"I'm going now." The man patted his chest and said loudly, then took a long step, his body turned into a quick shadow, and soon disappeared from Zhong Wen's sight.
This can be considered a benefit to society!
Seeing the high-grade spiritual skills being "applied in life", Zhong Wen secretly sighed and actually felt a little sense of accomplishment.
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"This, this is..."
Stepping into the Tianjian Mountains, Jian Jue was extremely shocked by the messy scene in front of him.?