In the quiet and cold desolate night, there was silence all around, and the gloomy sky watched all this silently.
A sudden appearance of a simple thatched house is located under the dark and empty mountain peaks. Under the light of the old and high-hanging lanterns in the thick forest, the shadows of the mottled dead branches disappear and appear.
In front of the simple thatched house, a row of fences surrounded by wooden stakes separated the two groups of people like the dividing line between Chu and Han. The howling of the cold wind was like the scream of a ghost in the wilderness, which made people listen.
I couldn't help but feel endlessly creepy and spine-chilling.
There were three people standing outside the fence. Two of them, dressed in black and wearing ghost masks, were already standing beside the fence. Before their feet, there was a long, straight line like a ravine on the ground.
The burnt black soil was emitting streams of green smoke. The eyes exposed in the ghost masks of these two men in strange black clothes were panicked, and their dark eyes were as big as bull's eyes.
, it was clearly visible that the foreheads of these two people were covered with fine beads of sweat.
Behind the two men in black stood a middle-aged scribe dressed as a shabby scholar. The middle-aged scribe stood with his hands behind his back, looking calm and leisurely, but his eyes like an eagle did not
He stood looking forward. The long robe of a Han scholar rustled under the cold wind, and his breath was somewhat solemn. This middle-aged scribe was Gongzi Ming, who had come all the way to pursue Li Xiaoyao.
The two men in black with grimaces in front of him were the two demons of Jiuyou Sect, Yinyan and Chouji, who came with him. They were being attacked by the powerful and cold-hearted man Shen Xiong who appeared with two swords.
Shocked.
And within the fence, standing in front of the simple thatched house was Feng Lian Dao, and next to him was a tall man in his thirties with a stern face.
Young Master Ming's eagle eyes were like lightning, scanning the stern man next to Feng Lian Dao. His eyebrows could not help but frown a few times, and he looked away from the other man and turned to the man who was standing calmly and calmly with his hands behind his back.
Wind Love Knife.
The two sides stood like this without uttering any words. The atmosphere was oppressive and uncomfortable for a while, and they could only hear the thunderous snoring of the fat Taoist priest who fell to the ground and fell asleep.
The fearful eyes of the two demons of the Jiuyou Sect always stayed on the stern man who struck out with that sword that was as sharp as lightning. Although the two of them gathered all their energy, they were intimidated by the other's powerful appearance.
The two of them were experts in martial arts, and their momentary panic quickly disappeared, replaced by thick hostility, and a strong momentum emanating from their bodies surged out.
Feeling the strong hostility of the two demons of Jiuyou Sect, the stern man standing next to Feng Lian Dao frowned and looked back at him like lightning, but his stern face still showed no expression.
Nanshan Old Demon Master Ming saw all this with a faint smile on his face, nodded to Feng Liandao who was inside the fence and said, "I haven't seen you for a few years. Brother Feng, you are fine."
His tone was gentle and approachable, as if he was greeting a good friend he hadn't seen for many years, and there was a faint sense of melancholy in his plain tone.
When he heard the middle-aged scribe saying hello to the man in rough clothes and with no hands in front of the thatched house, he was suddenly shocked and filled with doubts. Did he not expect that the middle-aged scribe actually knew the man in rough clothes with no hands?
But these two people have been on the battlefield for many years, so how could they not realize that this greeting between friends actually hides another side of temptation.
"Thanks to my brother-in-law, a certain family is doing well and won't die for the time being. I don't know why my brother-in-law came to this humble abode in this wilderness."
Feng Lian Dao smiled faintly, answered, and at the same time asked the other party in return.
"It's okay, a certain family heard some rumors in the world, and a certain family was also deeply worried about Brother Feng, but now they saw that Brother Feng was still in high spirits, so they felt relieved. However, the rumors in the world seemed to be unfavorable to Brother Feng.
I don’t know if Brother Feng can know the rumors if he is in this wilderness."
Young Master Ming let out a sigh, and his regretful tone carried an unpredictable and mysterious meaning. It was a test, a warning, or something else.
When Feng Lian Dao heard the other party's words, he still had that calm and calm smile, and his star-like eyes shone with wisdom.
As soon as the stern man next to him heard the young master's words, his expression suddenly changed, but soon returned to his original state. A pair of eyes like cold stars shifted from the two demons of the Jiuyou Sect to the young master Ming.
, his cold eyes showed deep hostility, and his hands couldn't help but clenched the two knives.
In such a pitch-black night, Nanshan Old Demon Master Zi Ming captured the subtle changes in the expression of the stern man next to Feng Lian Dao, and he couldn't help but feel a burst of joy in his heart.
Could the rumors in the world be true? He couldn't help but wonder. At the same time, he scanned Feng Landao's body again and turned his gaze to the stern man again.
As if Feng Lian Dao had read through Gong Ziming's inner thoughts, he stretched out his hand and pressed it on the stern man's shoulder, causing the man's hands that held the two swords to loosen involuntarily.
Then Feng Lian Dao's eyes narrowed and he said clearly to the young master: "Rumors are just rumors after all. If I believe it, it's not a rumor. If I don't believe it, it's just a rumor. As for the rumors about a certain family in the world, I have no choice but to be benevolent."
Everyone sees benevolence, and a wise man sees wisdom. I wonder if my father-in-law is satisfied with a certain family's remarks. Please answer a certain family's question."
Hearing Feng Lian Dao's vague answer, Gong Ziming groaned in his heart. Although the other party's words were vague, he still got the answer in his heart from the subtle facial changes of the stern man next to Feng Lian Dao.
"A certain family didn't know that this was Brother Feng's noble residence. A certain family just came to Brother Feng's residence because they had some misunderstandings with the fat Taoist priest. They have been looking for this person. Brother Feng, please forgive me for disturbing you.
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Gong Ziming only said that he had some misunderstandings with Li Xiaoyao, but did not say what the misunderstanding was. At the same time, it was also a vague way of saying it. At the same time, he was sure that the fat Taoist priest could escape here, so what the fat Taoist priest said
The junior brother should also be here. But why was there only Feng Landao and this stern man, but no other people appeared? Moreover, he vaguely smelled a faint scent of a woman, and all kinds of doubts suddenly came to his mind.
It made him think endlessly.
"My father-in-law is a martial arts cultivator in Xishu Cangsu, but he used a secret method to imprison a 13- or 14-year-old Taoist priest. I don't know why this little fat Taoist priest had a misunderstanding with my father-in-law.
Use the secret method to imprison this person's cultivation." Feng Liandao's face froze, an invisible pressure surged in, and he asked Youfang Gongzi Ming in a deep voice.
Feeling the invisible pressure coming from the other party, Gongziming chuckled a few times, and then said: "Brother Feng is serious. This family is just joking with that fat Taoist priest. I wonder if Brother Feng can let a family go in and take away that fat Taoist priest?"
Fat Taoist priest."
Feng Lian Dao's solemn expression began to worsen. He didn't expect that this young master would be so persistent in stalking, but he still had that annoying personality of never giving up until he achieved his goal.
But the two demons of the Jiuyou Sect who didn't say anything at the side had their own agenda. They completely heard the conversation and the two people didn't seem to be on the right track. Especially the middle-aged Wen who kept testing the fence.
The man in coarse cloth looked like an ordinary man, but the man answered very cleverly, not allowing the other party to catch any loopholes.
At the same time, they were also making various guesses about the identity of these two people. From the conversation between the two parties, they could hear their last names. And they lived in the remote Raozhou City for a long time and rarely appeared in the world.
, so they know that there are very few martial arts anecdotes in the world, and they are indifferent to hearing some rumors occasionally. They are only preparing for their own belief.
They have rarely heard of the new martial arts masters who have emerged in the past ten years, which makes it even more difficult to guess the identity of the people talking to them. However, these two are also extraordinary martial arts masters.
, they saw that the two parties in the conversation were definitely not ordinary martial arts masters, they must be famous people, so they had a rough guess about the identities of these two people, but they were still not sure.
The two of them had been listening to the exchanges between the two sides in silence, and the infuriating energy condensed in their bodies was circulating at an accelerated pace. Especially the ugly demon, whose rotten corpse smell could not be concealed at all, and could not help but flow from his body.
It spread out in all directions, making the surrounding area filled with nauseating aura.
Feng Lian Dao did not answer Gong Ziming's question. His thick eyebrows furrowed slightly, and a pair of tiger eyes shot towards the two demons of Jiuyou Sect, because he had already felt the strange energy fluctuations in these two demons' bodies, and also identified these two people.
identity of.
Seeing the man in coarse cloth turning his eyes towards the two of them, the two demons of Jiuyou Sect felt their hearts tightening inexplicably, and a chill surged up from the soles of their feet. Only then did they feel that such an ordinary and ordinary man
The people in the mountains gave them a kind of pressure like a high mountain. Although there was no real energy fluctuation in the opponent's body, the natural aura of martial arts made them breathless. It was a state of mind.
Self-cultivation and a strong martial arts state of mind are also a kind of martial arts. Although it has no direct relationship with the cultivation of internal strength, it can give people a strange and powerful pressure.
The two demons of Jiuyou Sect could not resist the strong mental pressure of the other party, so they couldn't help but take a few steps back. Only then did they feel that the tightness in their chests immediately relaxed a lot. At the same time, the two of them began to pay attention to this look.
Like an ordinary man, he couldn't help tensing up his nerves and looked at the other person with a timid look.
"How dare the remnants of the Jiuyou Sect and other cult members come to a certain humble home and act recklessly?"
Suddenly, Feng Lian Dao let out a loud roar, which sounded like a thunderbolt in the ears of the two demons, making their ears buzz for a while, and an inexplicable dizziness suddenly rushed into their minds.
"Hey", another clear sound was immediately transmitted into the ears of the two demons, which shocked the ears of the two demons, and the dizzy feeling that rushed straight into their minds immediately disappeared like a cloud of smoke.
Yinyi and Chouji's expressions suddenly changed, and they looked at the common man with even more fear. At the same time, they also looked gratefully at the middle-aged scribe not far behind them. If the middle-aged scribe hadn't helped him,
At this moment, they might be knocked unconscious by the loud shouts made by this common man.
"Brother, what do you mean by this? Has your brother actually fallen to the point of collaborating with the remnants of the evil cult?" Feng Lian Dao saw that the young master had spoken out to help the two demons of the Jiuyou Sect, so he was not too angry, but
Another question came out. It was not that he had no intention of murdering these two people from the Nine Nether Sect, but there was also a tiger-god-like Young Master Ming beside him.
Therefore, Feng Lian Dao also wanted to test the attitude of Mr. Ming. If he helps, it means that they have reached a temporary state of cooperation. If he does not take action, then he can also take the opportunity to kill the demons of these two cults.
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"Brother Feng misunderstood. A certain family has always been alone. There is no such thing as collaborating with anyone. It's just that these two people came with a certain family. Of course, the certain family must be responsible for the safety of these two people. Also,
Please give Brother Wangfeng some face, and if Brother Feng brings trouble to these two people from now on, he will have nothing to do with a certain family."
Gong Ming is another vague excuse, and he just wants to use the power of these two people. If the rumors in the world are true, then now there is an excellent opportunity to sweep away the Central Plains Sword Saint.
Wei Feng. If the rumors in the world are false, then he still needs the help of these two people to capture the fat Taoist priest from the opponent's hands.
"Haha, you are such a righteous young master, Ming, a certain family has a question, I don't know whether I should ask it or not." Feng Lian Dao seemed to have expected his answer, and he couldn't help but raise another question.
"Brother Feng, if you have something to say, say it and someone will definitely answer it.",
"Brother, if you don't enjoy the country of Western Sichuan, what's the point of coming to this remote wilderness? Don't tell someone that it's just for fun."
"Hahaha, Brother Feng is still as fast-talking as ever. A certain family came just because they heard that a shocking and unique treasure appeared in the Zhang family in Raozhou City. They came here to admire the treasure's elegance, but unexpectedly missed it and were killed by the Zhang family.
People used a secret plan to move the treasure to other places. It was just wandering around like a headless fly. Soon after wandering around, it ended up at Brother Feng's house. It seems to be a coincidence. Let a certain family
Meet Brother Feng again."
When Feng Lian Dao heard what Gong Ziming said, he thought for a moment, his tiger eyes glowed with deep light, and he briefly analyzed what he just said in his heart. At the same time, he was also secretly surprised. Could it be that the Zhang family really has something hidden in his heart?
If the legendary "Jade Seal of the Kingdom" is true, then who spread this rumor, and then there will be another bloody storm in the martial arts world.
"Does my father-in-law still care about treasures in the world? Maybe there is something special about this treasure that makes my father-in-law come all the way here." His mind changed again, and Feng Liandao asked lightly.
"Hahahaha, Ming people don't tell secrets. A certain family is not interested in that treasure. It's just that the treasure is related to the destiny of the world, so I came here to have a look. Could it be that Brother Feng is also attracted by this treasure?" Young Master Ming said.
He let out a long laugh and said with endless madness.
Then he slowly stepped forward and came to the side of the two demons of Jiuyou Sect. A pair of eagle eyes flashed and he said in a deep voice: "Brother Feng, a certain family is going to bring back that fat Taoist priest tonight. Please give me a gift."
Thin noodles.”
Feng Lian Dao's eyes condensed, and the cold light reappeared. He shook his head to express his rejection of the other party, and his firm and resolute face showed his position.
At the same time, the stern man next to him holding two swords stepped forward to block his way. With a "clang" sound, the two swords were suddenly in his hands.
The two swords, which were slightly curved like crescent moons, glowed with a strange cold light in his hands, which looked particularly dazzling in the ferocious night, like the dawn light that was about to soar into the sky.