Legend of Fei Chapter 24: Fire at the gate of the city

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Xie Yun smashed the porcelain bottle of the antidote. At this time, there is no need to pay attention to the problem of cleanliness. He put the ointment on the door of each stone prison along the way.

Zhou Fei quickly followed him, cutting loose the locks on the door of the stone jail one by one, while trying not to look directly at the brothers who licked the jail door in various positions... Some heroes may not be used to spicy food, so they finished licking. I also have to chatter in pain, so it's so lively.

The mountains and plains are full of unpredictable killers, only the two of them managed to fight the fire.

Xie Yun’s light skills don’t know where he inherited from, and it’s a bit evil. Zhou Fei suspects that his bones may have been filled with a lot of qi, and it is completely effortless to fly, like a piece of thin paper that has been blown away by the strong wind. Some of them couldn't catch up, and they had to carry a big knife to do physical work. For a while, they were almost out of breath.

The most terrible thing is that this big circle was cut down, and she failed to find Li Sheng.

Zhou Fei couldn't help feeling a little anxious, especially when she remembered the skinning and heart-digging legends that others had told her.

Li Sheng has a small white face with fine skin and tender flesh. What if he is caught by the Suzaku master and made into human skin felt?

There was a grumpy bear in Forty-Eight Village for a year. He almost injured a few little brothers who went to catch pheasants in the mountains. He was tracked by an elder for a day and overnight. He was beaten to death and dragged back. He said he wanted to peel his skin and make a felt. At that time, Zhou Fei was still very young. He only remembered that bear's head was drooping to one side, and his face was deadly gloomy, as if gnashing his teeth and planning to take revenge again in the next life-this is the little shadow of childhood like Zhou Fei's wild monkey.

At this time, she automatically placed Li Sheng's head on the bear, shuddering from thinking.

Just when she started to think wildly because of too much pressure, Xie Yun in front of her suddenly stopped.

Zhou Fei: "How..."

Xie Yun stretched out a finger: "Shh——"

His expression was too severe. Zhou Fei subconsciously held his breath. Gradually, a pipa sound came out from the noise of the valley. At first there was only a slender line, and then it became clearer and clearer, as if it was in his ears. It sounded like a sound, and suppressed all the shouts and noises.

The sound of the piano is not very exciting, on the contrary, it is sorrowful, low-backed and tactful, and even a little angry like a hairspring.

"Crying makeup." Xie Yun whispered.

Zhou Fei was surprised: "What?"

Xie Yun slowly said: "A lyric, it's a beauty, the beauty is broken before the old grace, the tears of the lamp and the candle are fortunate, the rouge is smudged, the makeup is left, and the years are mourning..."

Zhou Fei's head is full of people, so he can't hear this kind of wind and snow, and immediately interrupted him violently: "What a mess!"

Xie Yun stretched out her hand to stop her, and said solemnly: "Retreat, those who come are not good."

His voice fell, and a figure suddenly appeared on the mountain top in the distance.

Zhou Fei had very good eyesight at night. I saw that he was a man with wide shoulders and narrow waist, holding a lute in his hands, shaved head, and elegant clothes, as if he could fly away in the night wind at any time, like weeping There was a sudden sound of the pipa, and the man stood on the violin and glanced down the mountain, but in a few seconds, he had fallen to the ground along the long ridge.

Wherever he went, the two men and horses who had been fighting like black-eyed chickens retreated one after another, either on guard or in fear.

The man walked in a strange manner, with very small steps, incredibly light, but at a very fast speed, like flowing clouds and flowing water, and he reached the middle of the valley in a blink of an eye.

He bowed his head slightly, bowed to a woman’s blessing, and then sighed softly—others sighed, but at most he slapped his thigh hard, but his sigh looked like a singing voice. After a while, Zhou Fei subconsciously followed with a slight sigh, always feeling that he had to sing afterwards.

Fortunately, the man didn’t groan, he just said, "Unfortunately, my staff are all turned on the mountain of the dead. Now all these wastes are next to me. Mr. Shen came here and didn’t know to inform me in advance. With a cry, I really missed the welcome."

Xie Yun frowned: "...Mr. Shen?"

Zhou Fei rubbed her eyes. She saw that the man was clearly a tall man, but she was clearly a woman when she spoke.

At this moment, there was a "choking" on the mountainside, and the door of a stone prison opened by itself.

Zhou Fei's eyes widened in surprise--isn't it the predecessor who likes to talk alarmist in the innermost stone prison?

The middle-aged man walked out slowly like a sick ghost. He was a little rickety, with his hands behind his back, and he seemed to lose his energy.

He looked down at the person holding the piano in a condescending manner, coughed a few times, and said: "Uninvited guests, how disturbing you are, Suzaku master, don't come here without any problems."

Zhou Fei couldn't help but stand on his toes slightly, wanting to see the "big monster" who is empty-handed in the legend has several noses and mouths.

The valley is brightly lit, and the "big monster" is not blue-faced and fangs, but a bit thin. A side face that is reflected in the fire is beautiful, and the face is white, male and female, except for the thin lips. A few layers of rouge were pasted, and it was red, like a mountain ghost in the depths of the quiet Huang in Quzi's "Songs of the Chu".

Suzaku Lord raised his hand to close his temples, and whispered softly: "I am a stubborn little person, born with a hard life, running in the rivers and lakes to seek life, and I have no grievances with Mr. Shen in the past, and I have no enmity in the past, what do you send, but please tell That's it, why bother to fight like this?"

"Mr. Shen" said solemnly: "There is indeed something to ask for."

Suzaku master gently plucked the pipa string with his fingertips: "Listen to your ears."

Mr. Shen said: "Could you ask Zhuquezhu to cut off the meridians and leave a left hand?"

Zhou Fei: "..."

Is this sick seed beating?

Xie Yun explained to her in a low voice: "The name of the Vermillion Bird on the Mountain of the Dead is Mu Xiaoqiao. He is the master of the world. He has the power to beat the ox across the mountain... not a metaphor, but a true mountain. He is a left-handed man with a left hand. There is a "Claw Claw", which is known as invincible. It is like grasping tofu into the stone body. His fingertips are poisonous, and the blood seals his throat. It is very dark. You are optimistic, this is a once-in-a-lifetime demon. See him once. , Good luck for the next three years... as long as you don’t die."

The prisoners in the stone prison, the guard posts that run across the mountains, and the people in black brought by the mysterious Mr. Shen are all quiet as chickens. They can't run, fight or fight, hold their breath, etc. Listening to Mu Xiaoqiao's words.

"Mr. Shen is really difficult for a strong man." Mu Xiaoqiao was not in a hurry, but said politely, "Alas, it is a blessing or a curse, but a curse cannot be avoided. In this case, I can only learn something. Two."

Xie Yun suddenly said: "Cover your ears."

It may be that Xie Yun was born with a holy light. During the night, Zhou Fei had a kind of trust in him for no reason. She reacted very quickly and immediately covered her ears, but the hands could not be so tightly integrated. It was her. The movement was fast, and a lute like a soft groan still hit her ears.

At that time, Zhou Fei felt that she had come here for a time with a "broken boulder in her chest", and her internal organs were shaken a few times, and she felt dizzy and nauseous.

Others obviously don’t have her luck. Suzaku Lord is no match for us. People within a few feet of him as the center are instantly overwhelmed. Those who are a little far away will inevitably be affected. Many people just After she solved Wenrou San, her hands and feet were still numb, and she was immediately affected by seedlings. There were several internal injuries who vomited blood.

The "Mr. Shen" on the mountainside suddenly flew down. When he stood there, he looked like an eggplant beaten by frost. He threw himself up, but like a bird of prey against a rabbit, he slapped him on the top of the mountain. Toward the head of Suzaku.

Suzaku's main mouth was still holding a little smile, five fingers suddenly claws, one clasped Mr. Shen's wrist, the stone on the ground couldn't stand the strength of the two masters, and suddenly a large piece of it broke. The ecstatic claws suddenly exerted force, and then the Vermillion Bird master slightly changed, with a light "Huh", and after a turn, he floated a few meters away, with something in his hand-he pulled Mr. Shen's palm down with his wrist. Up!

The palm was stretched out unnaturally, but there was not even a drop of blood at the fracture. The middle-aged man with tuberculosis ghost stood on the spot with his face sinking like water, his sleeves were airless, and he closed his mutilated left wrist.

Zhou Fei thought he had seen a hundred schools of practice, but it was the first time he knew that someone could use a prosthetic limb to make such a palm. She had never seen such an extremely high manual hand. She couldn't care about her chest pain for a while, and she couldn't turn her eyes away. After a hundred or so tricks between the two in an instant, the Suzaku master Mu Xiaoqiao was handsome, but she shot like The poisonous snake, Mr. Shen doesn't have as many tricks as him. At first glance, there is a sense of using static braking and force to control cleverness. However, there is a secret in the pace... What is the secret, Zhou Fei did not understand for a while, so he had to first. Keep it in my mind.

Xie Yun's discoloration suddenly changed: "'Move'——Shen Tianshu?"

Zhou Fei asked casually without blinking: "Who?"

"Stupid girl still watching the excitement!" Xie Yun raised his hand and patted the back of her head, "Don't you know that Tianshu is also called'greedy wolf'? Since he is here, no one in the court can run away today, it must be If you want to stop talking, take advantage of him now being entangled by Mu Xiaoqiao, hurry up!"

Zhou Fei recovered. Before he could digest his words, she saw Xie Yun talking in her mouth to let her go, but she ran into the stone prison with the ointment just now, she thought. I didn’t want to, so I followed up: "I will go too."

"What are you doing with me? If it weren't for this tube of ointment in my hand and I was uneasy, I ran early, am I stupid?" Xie Yun kept walking and said angrily, and then he also found Zhou Fei took his words as a whisper, and said agitatedly, "You have to follow it again, take the ointment, you go to detoxify this group of cumbersomes, I can go."

"Oh," Zhou Fei stretched out his hand, "Give it to me."

Xie Yun: "..."

Zhou Fei was used to being a maverick in Forty-eight Village, and his idea was always very big: "Anyway, I have to find Li Sheng and leave him here and I ran away. How can I explain to my mother when I go back?" /

Xie Yun is unbelievable: "Is your mother a real mother? Is your life important or "confession" important?"

Zhou Fei said without hesitation: "Explaining is important."