Legend of Fei Chapter 97: Xuanwu

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Wu Chuchu still remembers Zheng Luosheng who forced them into the secret road of Hengshan. Hearing "The Mountain of the Living Dead", he squeezed the corner of his clothes nervously and said, "Is it the same as the Azure Dragon Lord?"

Zhou Fei was afraid that he would have said too much, but Wu Chuchu was not relieved, so he replied briefly: "It's okay, there is no expert like Zheng Luosheng."

Compared with Zhou Fei who had black eyes in those days, and Shen Tianshu had to tell Zhou Fei about the sacred Mountain of the Living Dead, Li Yan's news of "inquiry" is obviously more inspiring, and she said with no discomfort when watching the excitement. I know, I heard that the name of the Xuanwu master is'Ding Kui', which is not a thing. Sister, he even threatened to find you to avenge the Azure Dragon Lord!"

Zhou Fei: "..."

She didn't understand what was so cheerful about it.

Li Sheng gave her a kick from under the table: "You are afraid that others will not know, right?"

Li Yan stuck out her tongue and didn't dare to mention it, so she turned to Wu Chuchu and said to her: "It's okay. Once you have practiced the martial arts formulas I taught you, we won't be afraid of anyone."

As soon as this statement came out, the remaining three people on a table were shocked.

Zhou Fei choked with a mouthful of water: "Mother, are you still teaching others?"

Yang Jin frowned solemnly and said: "It's not like writing martial arts, and it's okay to insert a pen upside down. It's not a trivial matter if something goes wrong, how can you just mislead others?"

Li Sheng said politely: "Li Dazhuang, do you remember your last name?"

Li Yan was kept short by these "three mountains" alive.

Wu Chuchu hurriedly came out to make a round, gestured the direction of the Xingnan Escort with his eyes, and whispered: "Hush—look, do those people have a holiday with that...Xuanwu sect?"

Some people who were afraid of things left quietly under the lobby, and there were still some people on the second floor. Wu Chuchu's glance was not abrupt, because everyone still in the seat was also whispering.

I saw the girl in the middle of the Xingnan Escort angrily stepped forward, took out a pair of Emei thorns from her waist, pointed to the Xuanwu faction downstairs and said: "Qingtian chased into the inn in the sun, openly robbing the darts, is there any It's a king!"

Everyone was in a slight uproar.

Since ancient times, there have been escorts and darts, so it is natural that some people want to rob, but since they are doing robbing business, they must be in sparsely populated places, and most of them will not reveal their names.

Who knows that nowadays, this catastrophe is swaggering and swaggering through the market, as if the robbery is justified. Not only does it disdain to hide the identity, but also chases and kills in the inn where people come and go. On the contrary, the suffering master has nowhere to go and ask for help , It's weird.

This is because the Central Plains martial arts group has no leader, and the order has collapsed. Second, it is also because the war between the North and the South is tight, and even the court has no time to manage these feuds.

In such troubled times, it has always been the more evil the more prevailing.

Yang Jin sneered and said: "Those who avenge the killing of their father may not dare to be so confident, you people in the Central Plains are really good."

"We in the Central Plains are not like this," Zhou Fei said without raising his eyelids, "The Central Plains is like this."

She declined, so she heard the leader of the Xuanwu sect downstairs laugh and say: "Little girl, who is rare to rob your darts? Our brothers have eaten it before, so I can't remember your three melons? Just look at it. I'm not used to you running errands for Huo Liantao's hypocrite, and claiming that the Southern Dynasty martial arts is orthodox, specially to walk for the sky."

When Li Sheng heard the words "Huo Liantao", his back could not help but straightened, waved his hand and made a "silence" gesture at Li Yan.

Just listen to the leader of the Xuanwu Sect and then proceeded triumphantly: "Huo Jiabao’s head was originally Huo, who doesn’t know how Huo Liantao came to be the head of the family? This is a household chore. That’s all. It’s just that there is a Beidou in that small area. Before arriving in Yueyang, Huo Liantao fled with a **** and burned his brother to death. What kind of shameless **** is this? I am embarrassed to post a "Zhengbei Hero Post". Bah! I don’t think it’s called "puffing smelly feet"!"

The members of the Xingnan Escort Bureau naturally scolded after hearing this.

"If you are acquainted, leave the things behind, go back and tell Huo Liantao's old boy that his "stinky feet meeting" must be held as scheduled. The brethren are still waiting to go and disrupt the situation." Xuanwu faction The leader of Xing Nan smiled gloomily, and then suddenly he didn't even say hello. The silhouette flashed and he had jumped to the corner of the second floor. He stretched out his hand and grabbed the flagpole with the word "Xingnan" in his mouth. Constantly, "Just forget about martial arts, and you still have no eyes, haha, what do you want this flag for, give it to me!"

This is the flag that walks the dart, and it lights up wherever you go. This is the name and the face. If a **** is robbed by someone, it will lose money at best and a bit of reputation, but if any **** is pulled off, it will be a slap and a slap on the face, especially on the mountain of the dead. The demon's hand, passed it out, and half of the country in the south, where is there a place for the Xingnan Escort?

At the sight of the escort, everyone blushed. Four or five men rushed forward, all their weapons came out, and they rushed to the leader of the Xuanwu faction.

The man laughed, and stepped on the wooden handrail with one foot, walking around quite easily.

Li Sheng retracted his gaze indifferently, and said to Zhou Fei and others: "It is true that Huo Liantao set his brother to death. I have seen it with my own eyes. Those monsters are not nonsense, but how... When Yueyang runs south, he really regards himself as a green onion? Shanchuanjian didn't dare to call himself the leader of the martial arts, what is he?"

Li Yan stretched her neck and looked at it for a long time. Seeing that there was noisy gongs and drums over there, she asked: "Brother, we really don't care."

Zhou Fei said: "Sit down and eat your meal."

Li Sheng said: "Dog bites a dog, what can I do?"

The two people almost spoke in unison. Li Sheng was immediately quite upset because "what he saw was a little bit the same as Zhou Fei", he rolled his eyes at Zhou Fei like an uncle.

At this moment, the basalt sect man seemed to have played enough, he flipped down the wooden handrail suddenly, and leaped at one of the men in the dart board like a eagle, and grabbed the axe in the man’s hand. It could be pulled open with brute force, and then a palm was printed on the man's chest.

The guard screamed, and immediately stepped back several steps. He sat on the steps with a horrible bluish purple on his face, kicked his legs twice, and then stretched out his hands like crazy. His own collar and nails were digging into the flesh and he didn’t even notice it. “Hoho” hummed in his mouth, but for a moment, his breath was gone. When he was dying, he peeled off his blood-stained front flap, inside. There was a dark palm print.

The black-clothed man of the Basalt Sect showed his hands out, and saw a faint light passing by his hands. He was actually wearing a pair of extremely thin gloves, and his palms were covered with small invisible thorns. It easily penetrates the cloth placket, and imprints the quenched poison on human flesh. Even if this thing is compared with the poison palm, it is a side-by-side approach—the poison palm has to refining the poison into the body by oneself, and it has to have deep internal strength. How can it be as easy as this thing?

Thinking that the green dragon lord Zheng Luosheng is also a well-known master, he is also full of tricks when playing against people, and he is not much more than juggling and performing arts. It saves trouble with the black-clothed man of the basalt sect in front of him. The poison palms are different in the same way, and this mountain of living and dead people is really from top to bottom, the same line on the table.

The young girl who was guarded by the guards shouted at the same time: "Uncle Hu!"

The leader of the Xuanwu faction waved his hand, and all the men in black at the three tables stood up, all with thorny gloves on their hands. The leader smiled coldly, and the people in black rushed forward and joined the Xingnan Escort. The escorts fought in one place, and the entire staircase immediately became an arena. The tables of people who were watching the excitement on the stairway scurryed around, and neither the shopkeeper nor the shopkeeper dared to step forward to dissuade them.

The girl threw herself on the corpse of the **** master who had just died, and raised her head with tears in her face, and said: "You have an enemy with Lord Horburg. You can find him and say that we are just a small business. People, what has offended you by entrusting the goods to Huo’s family? You dare not find the righteous, so you vent your anger. What is this? The king does not care, the morality and justice are ignored. I can also cover the sky with one hand, I...ah!"

She declined, and another **** teacher fell down and hit the girl's feet. The **** teacher also died of poison with a face of iron.

I want to know that the demon heads of the Living Dead Mountain dared to come to the door, indicating that they did not pay attention to the Xingnan Escorts, who looked very powerful, and the two sides had only played against each other for less than a few rounds. The judges were set up and the strengths were clearly distinguished. The escorts failed to join the army without even going back. Several of them were poisoned by the blood-sealed throats of the Xuanwu faction, and they died before they even had time to say a word.

The girl's eyes were red, she pulled out the Emei stabs and rushed forward.

Zhou Fei looked on coldly, almost frowning-the girl's meager skill is not as good as Li Yan, and she blinded the pair of Emei thorns for nothing.

I saw the girl's double stabbing pointed at the murderer's eyes, and the basalt sect smiled when she saw it. After a wrong step, she easily pinched her weapon through the glove. The girl instinctively pulled it out. Sweeping her gaze on her slender body, she suddenly showed evil light, and let go: "Give you back."

The girl suddenly lost her balance, and the whole person staggered back for a while, the basalt sect person immediately took a step, grabbed the girl's skirt, and tore it off with a "hissing".

The girl screamed in panic from the sound of swords and swords, and Zhou Fei paused slightly while pinching the chopsticks.

The pale boy suddenly turned pale, yelling "Aying", an **** teacher stepped forward and tried to stop the girl, but was blocked by two black-clothed men from the front and back of the basalt sect. More people in black seemed to have found some fun, and surrounded the girl one after another.

Zhou Fei put down her chopsticks, and Li Yan, who had been distracted and watching the battle, thought she was urging herself, bowing her head to make a meal. Who knew that the moment she bowed her head, a corner of her clothes suddenly flashed in front of her. Yan raised her head in surprise, and found that Li Sheng and Zhou Fei, who had just scolded her, were not in their seats in a blink of an eye!

Four or five black-clothed men from the basalt sect constricted the small thorns in their palms, and grabbed the girl’s limbs. The girl’s front was split apart, revealing the snow-white coat and skin, struggling like a living fish, but no matter what She couldn't make it any more, she scolded her throat hoarsely, and the blood all over her body rushed to the top of her head, wishing to bite her tongue and kill herself on the spot.

At this moment, she heard a soft noise, and then, the hand holding her suddenly loosened, she suddenly lost support, fell from the air, but did not touch the ground-something supported her .

The thing holding her waist was a cold and hard scabbard, and the person holding her said: "Watch out."

Then she shook her wrist, and the girl involuntarily fell to one side, reached out her hand and grabbed it, just grabbing the wooden handrail of the inn, standing still.

She swept to the ground in shock, and saw a blood stain on the ground. Only then did she grab her several arms and broke her elbow collectively, screaming everywhere.

Zhou Fei looked at the blood in the blood trough of Chunshan and looked up at Li Sheng, who was half a step slower.

Li Sheng automatically regarded it as a provocation and became very angry. He turned around with a black face to meet the black-clothed man of the Xuanwu faction who was rushing to kill all the escorts, and uttered his anger.

Three grains of rice rolled down from the tip of Li Yan's chopsticks. She stared at her elder sister who "only the state officials should set fires and the people are not allowed to light up", and said, "No, didn't you say it won't cause trouble? "

Yang Jin didn't say a word, her eyes shone ten miles like a lit lantern, staring at Zhou Fei's knife unblinkingly-but for a few months, he felt that Zhou Fei's knife was beyond words. The progress is rapid, but there is a sense of unpredictability.

Zhou Fei's broken four arms with a knife is really horrible, plus an angry Li Sheng, the two intervened, the battle was like a weighing pole with a weight on one end, and it was instantly tilted, and the leader of the Xuanwu faction made a sharp noise. Sent an order to stop, staring at Zhou Fei and Li Sheng vigilantly: "Who dares to control the meddling of the living dead?"

Zhou Fei didn't answer, but simply and rudely asked: "Dead or go away?"

The leader of the Xuanwu faction is obviously also a person who is weak when strong and strong when weak. His retreat is as obvious as the guard, but he has been mixed for many years, and he doesn’t even know the name of the opponent. Running with his tail, it is really unreasonable, so he stubbornly said: "Your Excellency is determined to give Huo Liantao that scornful hypocrite as a thug, against my Xuanwu master?"

Zhou Fei can only tolerate half a person chirping to her, one is Zhou Yitang, and the other half is Xie Yun-even Xie Yun has to be prepared to be beaten when the chatter is endless. ——I don’t want to talk to these redundant people at all.

Seeing that the big **** with a tattoo on his hand was waiting to speak, Zhou Fei suddenly did not say hello, and straightened up the knife. The man saw the knife flash and was shocked, and turned around in a critical situation. The people behind him slid into the pile, using her peers as a shield. Zhou Fei was the one who had broken through the Azure Dragon Lord’s trekking through the mountains and the sea alone. Wherever she could not see this slippery, she somehow swayed past the person who was in the way, her feet lightly Turning lightly, Wangchun Mountain wrapped around the neck of the leader of the Xuanwu faction like a bone gangrene, and went straight forward.

These demon heads of the Living Dead Mountain are used to rampant and domineering in the past. Have you ever seen such words impatiently say, and then directly kill with a knife? I was shocked for a while, and then I knew the purity of the words "dead or go" in front of him.

The head is dead, and no one can live with it. The man in black who was still aggressive just now suddenly became a bird and beast, and the inn instantly calmed down, leaving a **** smell of the weak.

For several years, Zhou Yitang's words are still in my ears-"choice" is the way of the strong.

Zhou Fei glanced at the **** girl with red eyes, and the knife was in the sheath. There was no expression on her face, but she sighed slightly in her heart--Xie Yun accompanied her all the way back to Shuzhong, but suddenly left without saying goodbye. There seemed to be no other reason except for what he did to save her that day..."Pushing Cloud Palm".

Is there anything that can make a person give up what he has been pursuing secretly?

Although Zhou Fei is unwilling to jump to conclusions, he also knows that the situation may not be optimistic.

If it weren't for this, she would really like to stay in Shuzhong to meet her father and talk to him about the truths that she didn't understand before, but that she has tasted in the past year.

Xu was that she had just used the sword with the people of the Dead Man Mountain to be too fierce and evil, and a group of escorts from Xingnan Escort didn't dare to come forward to talk to her, and they all turned to Li Sheng.

Li Sheng is a "nest in the nest", he only shows off to his own people. He is a very hypocrite in front of outsiders. He chatted with others in a few words and came back only after a meal.

He threw a black wood carving invitation on the table: "Look at this first."

Wu Chuchu was the first to react, "Ah", and said, "Why is there a ripple on this?"