Legend of Fei Chapter 84: Drawing a knife

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Zhou Fei’s face turned red and black, and he wanted to kill Xie Yun for three hundred miles, but for a while, he suddenly couldn’t lift his energy, so he waved his hand thoughtfully: “I’m not quarreling with you, I’ll pay. Going to the Presbyterian Church."

"A Fei," Xie Yun stopped her. He narrowed his hippie smile, his eyes fell on Zhou Fei’s Wangchun Mountain, "When you grow up, all the hands holding you will leave slowly. You have to Through countless ups and downs, you feel that your destiny is hanging on the tip of a knife, and you can't relax at all times-but you know that this is the greatest luck in the world."

Zhou Fei did not understand, and raised his eyebrows in confusion.

"With a sharp weapon in your hand, as long as the tip of the knife moves forward, you can cut through thorns and thorns and go nowhere. Life and death, inferiority, hero or coward, countless roads are at your feet, right and wrong, right and wrong, sage, loyalty, and loyalty. Between your thoughts, is this not lucky enough?" Xie Yun flicked her knife slightly, "choked" softly, and he smiled, "Do you know that most people in this world, or limited Born or limited by aptitude, they can only follow the trend, involuntarily, and there has never been a choice?"

Xie Yun’s eyes have a little natural curvature. When he is not smiling, he also has a shallow smile, hiding the thousands of words in his eyes underneath. Whenever someone with a heart finds a clue, he will be rascal. Sent together with two hundred and five, came out a well-tempered "base escape", so cheap that people were dazzled, and they couldn't care about anything they wanted to pursue.

Zhou Fei: "You..."

Xie Yun raised her hand, curled her fingers slightly, as if she wanted to rub the back of her finger against her face.

Zhou Fei’s ear that had just cooled down began to heat up again, and for a while, he froze between "hiding" and "not hiding", and spent the whole night thinking about too much. And then...

Xie Yun shot a flash, grabbed her long braid hanging on one shoulder, and pulled it down.

Zhou Fei: "Hi..."

Xie Yun succeeded with a single blow, never staying, very proud, and in a blink of an eye he has drifted beyond the small pavilion in Jiangxin. He left a few thief laughs, like a big moth, "fluttering" and swaying along the river breeze. On the other side, gently and skillfully avoiding the two startled lead lines, he climbed up the hanging cane on the cliff.

The disciples guarding the small pavilion in Jiangxin raised their heads together to admire this extraordinary light work.

When Zhou Fei chased out angrily, Master Xie's figure flashed a few times, and he was gone. Zhou Fei was lucky, and I don't know if Xie Yun's words about her "lucky" really worked, or it was purely that bastard, she seemed to be alive and kicking again.

Zhou Fei swept across the Mojiang River, and found that most of the drag machines in the river had sunk to the bottom and opened a giant net to catch prey that dared to touch the net, but there were still a few filaments hanging on the water at the corners. Above, the position of underwater stone piles seems to be slightly different from usual.

However, for Zhou Fei, it was already an effort to restore the drag machine to this way. I hate nothing until I use it.

She changed her mind and thought that this was also not bad. The other party has Codan who knows very well about the pilot. If the pilot is business as usual, what use is there under the eyes of the assassin leader?

Instead, she asked her to play around with her half-hearted people, and then find a bunch of ignorant guards, which might surprise Codan by surprise.

Thinking about this, Zhou Fei suddenly felt that he was justified, so he turned and said to a few disciples: "Excuse me, brothers and sisters, take care of Jiangxin's small pavilion on behalf of Master Yu Tai. In case of an enemy coming, those in the pavilion The organ wall can be operated at will."

After finishing talking, she didn't wait for everyone to protest, she also grabbed the cane on the cliff, leaving a group of disciples in the Forty-eight Villages looking at each other-they didn't have the light power of Xie Yun that can go to heaven by inserting chicken wings. , And Zhou Fei was not familiar with the Dianji Formation, and he couldn't leave even if he wanted to leave for a while, so he had to stay and keep the Dianji. Zhou Fei was a strong buy and sell!

For a long time, one of the disciples murmured: "I always feel that Junior Sister Zhou is not as kind as before."

Dawn is approaching.

The Peach Blossom Spring attached to Forty Eight Village suffered the biggest catastrophe in 20 years.

The Dagengren was lazily carrying a lantern and walking down an empty street. The dog in front of the house was alarmed by the sound of human footsteps. When he raised his head, he saw him again, and he put his head back on his front paws and stretched out. She yawned her tongue.

Suddenly, a pair of soft ears on the dog's head stood up in shock. It turned over and stood up, craned its neck and looked towards the end of the path, and screamed.

The watchman knocked the clapper in a perfunctory manner, and cursed casually: "Dog stuff, what do you send..."

His voice stopped abruptly, and there was an approaching tremor from the ground. The watchman opened his eyes wide, and then the paper lantern in his hand fell to the ground with a "pop"--

The black iron hoof descended with the nightmare, flooding into the calm town like a tide.

The **** croaks hoarsely, and the house dog barks.

The banner embroidered with the Black Eagle and the Beidou spread out in the wind, hunting and hunting, the husband stared at the flag dumbly for a while, suddenly excited, and turned to run: "Black Flag and Beidou , People from the pseudo-Korean call..."

His words came to an abrupt end, and a handle suddenly slashed from behind him, splitting the watchman in two.

The man carrying the knife is about forty years old, his cheeks are thin and sunken, his sword eyebrows are eagle-eyed, his face looks like frost, a mountain root is almost above his face, and he sits in the middle of the face door in a mortal manner—but there is a scar on the bridge of his nose. , Transverse left and right, looking at each other, it was a bit gloomy.

"Puppet Dynasty," he shook his wrist, and the blood on the □□ fell sternly. The man smiled lightly and said to a fat man who was guarded by many guards and stars in the middle. , "This is the'bandit' that the prince said? Fortunately, the official did not humiliate his life, and he has been put to death."

The "prince" is not very old, he is only 20 or 30 years old at best, but he is rich in fat, far from the weight that a person can grow in 20 or 30 years, even his hip/horse is better than others Much sturdier, so he is still walking out of breath, ready to kneel down to death at any time.

Hearing this, the fat prince showed a naive smile on his face, and his chin was hidden in the mystery of his neck: "Hahaha, Master Lu, Mr. Yaoguang! Good understanding, good skill, this king is really good. It’s too late to know you!"

The lights in the small town were suddenly blazing, and the crying sound was like a long cone, tearing the morning light off guard.

Lu Yaoguang smiled silently, and replied very softly: "Thank you, Lord, for your appreciation."

After finishing speaking, he swung his saber and ordered: "My pioneers of the Big Dipper,'Bandits', what are you guys doing now...Ah, the mice here are even faster."

The people in black neatly pointed along his blade and looked towards the end of the misty long street. They saw four or five men with swordsman standing there at some unknown time. They wore different clothes, including coarse linen. The trafficker's pawn, the decent inn shopkeeper, and the storyteller who wears a square scarf and rolls his sleeves to shoot the gavel.

Lu Yaoguang sat on horseback, nodded lightly, and asked: "Beidou breaks the army, who is the person who came, and who is the name?"

The leader slowly raised the halberd in his hand: "Traffickers and pawns are not enough for expensive teeth."

Lu Yaoguang said: "I have heard this not ten times or eight times. I don't know when there will be a gang of traffickers."

After finishing speaking, he waved his hand gently with pity on his face, and the people in black swarmed up, and the dark waves flooded those people like a dark wave.

The fat prince only glanced at a distance, and he no longer cared about these big idiots who were driving with manly arms. He only got off the horse back with the hands of the two entourages, and swept away a dead man who was rolling in front of him with his whip, holding his hand. Look up and look in the direction of Forty-Eight Village——

On the guarded mountain, the twenty-year-old wall of the Presbyterian Church is mottled, and several generations of moss survived after death. At first glance, it is still more lush than before.

Lin Hao stood at the door. He was a prudent and reasonable young man. Although his hands behind his back had been pinching his knuckles back and forth unconsciously, his expression and tone were still very calm and respectful, and he said to Zhao Qiusheng: " Master, we have a total of eight hidden piles on the mountain lap, and now seven of them have disconnected from my village. I have already sent orders in advance to prevent them from acting rashly and keep their strength. At present, no one complies. I don’t want to be brothers. If you refuse to accept the deployment, you are really in it, and it is difficult to be alone."

Zhang Bolin wandered back and forth in the elder hall like a beast. Zhao Qiusheng sat on a high chair with a green face and shouted: "The surname is Zhang, what are you going to do like an old donkey?"

Zhang Bolin immediately replied: "Lao Tzu is not an old donkey, Lao Tzu is a son of a tortoise!"

Lin Hao persuaded softly with a low eyebrow, "Uncle Zhang, if you have something to say."

Zhao Qiusheng raised his hand and patted the armrest of the wooden chair. The solid wood animal head armrest was beaten by him. He gritted his teeth and said, "Zhang Bolin, when the master is leaving Middle and small matters are in the hands of you and me, forty-eight...forty-seven schools, thousands of people, not to mention shrinking, even if it is decapitated, do you dare to complain? Once the gate is broken, there will be dozens of forty-eight villages. Nian Jiye was ruined, how do you plan to explain to the master?"

Zhang Bolin was blushed by him and his neck was thick.

Lin Hao said: "The road in the middle of Shu is difficult, and the mountains are mostly barren. In the past 20 years, hasn't it been a big boss who has been operating with one effort? Isn't Fangyou now prosperous? There really is something wrong, uncle, let's Can you explain to the master?"

Zhao Qiusheng let out a rough breath.

Lin Hao’s tone became more soothing, but he said more and more heavier: "The nephew has been listening to the elders in the family, saying that our forty-eight villages were meant to contain the righteous men and resist...just now they raised the banner--Uncle Zhao is The veterans of the year naturally knew very well, and it was not the turn of a younger generation to remind me--then now that the enemy is coming, the righteous men of the year have instead raised the suspension bridge and ignored it. Wouldn't it be a violation of the covenant of the year?"

Zhao Qiusheng said angrily: "Lin Hao, you are presumptuous!"

Lin Hao's city mansion is extremely deep, his expression is unchanged, bowed his head and clasped his fists, silently compensated for the crime of not getting in, as if he could see Zhao Qiusheng's sluggishness.

Zhao Qiusheng turned around and kicked his chair over: "There are many agencies in the mountains, and the sentries are intricate. It is a place where a man is a gate and a man is not open. You are only relying on this to retreat from the enemy. Don't think I am old. Confused, don’t know! Only you, even if you are a master, can run over a few nails of the pseudo-Korean army, ah? Who stopped you from loyalty? Who stopped you to die? You want to go on your own. Go, don’t drag the mountain full of ignorant women and children..."

At this moment, Maggie's voice suddenly came from outside the elder's hall.

Ma Jili said loudly to someone: "Afei, you come...wait, what are you, what are you doing?"

This voice briefly led the eyes of the three people who were in a quarrel, and saw Zhou Fei and a group of young disciples, striding into the elder's hall.

Entering the door, Zhou Fei swept his eyes and bowed quickly. He said, "The Ximo River drag machine has been reopened. I have left a few people to watch. There is a new sentry on the shore, even if When an enemy strikes, you won’t be able to cross the river for a while, so you can rest assured."

However, no one listened to her at this time, and the eyes of the three elders were all on the stretcher she had ordered them to carry in—Lao Yu lay silently on it, his expression stretched, and his face faintly ruddy. But his lips showed a strange blue-purple color.

For a while, Zhao Qiusheng took the lead to look away and asked Zhou Fei: "What did you bring him here for?"

Zhou Fei did not change his face and said: "Uncle Zhao, the murderer has fled, and the vengeance has not been reported. Even if I close the eyes of Uncle Yutai, it is difficult to force him to stare at him. I really don’t know what to do, so I have to carry it. The Elder Hall, listen to the rulings of the uncles and uncles."

Zhao Qiusheng just blasted Zhang Bolin, who had a pitted mind, and scolded Lin Hao, who was arrogant and yin. Who knows that the waves have not settled and the waves have risen, and in a blink of an eye there is a hapless child, Zhou Fei, who has come to add trouble. Zhai, surrounded by lonely anger, pointed at Zhou Fei for a long while unable to speak, almost vomiting blood.

Fortunately, at this moment, Zhang Bolin, who was blushing with his thick neck, and the others changed their minds and stood on his side.

If it's just a civil strife, Zhou Fei's skill is indeed qualified to be a personal messenger, but the imperial court besieged the city heavily?

Zhang Bolin said bluntly: "A Fei, it's none of your business."

Lin Hao was a little bit more euphemistic: "I can't say that, there is still an important thing I entrusted to Junior Sister Zhou. Taking advantage of the chaos at the foot of the mountain, can the Junior Sisters run errands and send a letter to the master? It's about..."

"Life and death in the village?" Zhou Fei interrupted him politely, "How many of the dark piles we have left out there that can be used? Brother Lin, do you know which mountain is the head of the house now?"

Lin Hao was speechless for a while.

Zhou Fei continued: "The Puppet Dynasty sent troops to attack the Forty-Eight Village. This news will fly to the ears of the big boss. If it lags behind, it will definitely be faster than my headless flies all over the world looking for her. This is the truth. Brother don’t understand? Are you stupid or am I stupid?"

Lin Hao: "..."

Zhou Fei followed his respectful and sleek manner and bowed his head slightly, and asked to make up: "Junior sister is rude and rude."

Zhao Qiusheng blew his beard and stared: "Zhou Fei, what do you want to do?"

"Give me a hundred people." Zhou Fei was not merciful at all, and bluntly said, "The rest stay at the gate of the village, be cautious, and don't worry about the security of the village. Don't worry, don't the puppet regime have tens of thousands of troops , I have dozens of villages and towns surrounding the cliffs, not necessarily fewer than anyone, and there is no reason to be afraid of them. Moreover, there are winds under the mountain, there are Beidou, and officials from the pseudo-dynasty. Guys, I don’t believe that they are intimate. Give me time and time, I’ll pick a few heads and come back to give everyone a drink."

The last sentence she said was not murderous, but rather cold and natural. Before Zhao Qiusheng could speak, Zhou Fei said again: "Uncle Zhao doesn’t have to take my mother out, so I can explain to her. ——Even if she is here, she can’t control me, so I don’t think she will criticize you."

Several people present had heard of Zhou Fei's feat of "picking flowers" from Li Jinrong in Xiushantang, but they were speechless for a while.

Zhou Fei smiled, and then took the initiative to mention his experience outside for the first time: “In Huarong City, we were betrayed by traitors. The chicken-binding girl hides in Tibet. She is fashionable and has never been afraid. What's more, now? People don’t want to lend me, I can go by myself."

After she finished speaking, she reached out to Lin Hao: "Brother Lin, will you give it?"

Lin Hao: "..."

About the time of making incense sticks, Zhou Fei walked out of the elder hall with the token given by Lin Hao. When he looked up, he saw Wu Chuchu waiting for her accompanied by Li Yan.

White fish belly has appeared in the east, Zhou Fei has been in turmoil all the time, without taking care of her, Wu Chuchu must have heard those words of Kou Dan when he wants to come, and still don't know what to think.

Zhou Fei was a little guilty, so he stopped and turned to her.

But before she could speak, Wu Chuchu suddenly took a step forward, took off the longevity lock on his neck, and handed it to Zhou Fei.

Zhou Fei was taken aback.

Next, Wu Chuchu took off the earrings on his body again, and the bracelet—not even the plain little hairpin on his head, put it into Zhou Fei's arms.

Zhou Fei: "..."

Li Yan next to him was taken aback and hurriedly said: "Miss Wu, my sister does not charge protection fees, you..."

Wu Chuchu said: "Everything I am not afraid of burning is here."

Zhou Fei raised his eyes sharply--it turns out that Wu Chuchu knew in his heart that Qiu Tianji's frantic search for Huarong Town was related to her!

Tears flashed in Wu Chuchu's eyes, but he quickly held back.

"I have never heard of the so-called'Sea and Sky'," she said word by word, "I also...know that you still have important things to do, and I may not be willing to help me take care of these bits and pieces, but I Don’t believe in others, only in you."

Li Yan didn't know the cause and effect, and she was at a loss when she heard this few explanations that did not follow the preface.

Zhou Fei was very clear in her heart. She wrapped the things Wu Chuchu gave her in a silk roll, put it in her arms, and nodded at Wu Chuchu: "Thank you, rest assured, you will live up to your life." /