The Rise of Phoenixes Chapter 664:
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It’s just that I lost my hearing and vision due to illness. With my concealment and defense ability trained for many years in the Blood Pagoda, how could I let someone sneak up to such a close distance and not notice me?
With a creak, the window was slowly pushed open, and a person walked in calmly.
He was wearing an ordinary green robe and an ordinary mask. He was tall and tall. He walked neatly and briskly, but without making any sound. Feng Zhiwei looked at him walking over like this. Although he was obviously dressed in ordinary clothes, it felt like he was floating from the horizon. A black mist, with an indistinguishable hidden temperament indistinguishable.
Feng Zhiwei sat motionless. Since the other party was able to bully her, no matter what she did, it would be useless.
The man looked at her solemnly. As he stood there, the air around him seemed to be a little colder, and there was a faint oppressive atmosphere that filled the air, making him unable to move.
"You're good." After a while, he spoke, still in the hoarse voice that was a little artificial, "Stable enough, really worthy."
This was nonsense. Feng Zhi smiled and said, "Your distinguished guest is here late at night. What do you want to teach me? You might as well sit down and talk in detail."
"I'm afraid you can't sit on your stool casually." The man said indifferently, "I'm here to make a deal with you."
"Oh?"
"The person you want to kill but can't." He said, "I'll do it."
Feng Zhiwei smiled again and said, "Reason?"
The man raised his face, as if he was deep in thought, and starlight shone into his eyes. They were a pair of gray lifeless eyes, as if they had been dried by the dusty years, without any fresh breath of life.
He said slowly: "I've been thinking about it for a long time. I have to do something. It's not making up for it or helping me. As long as you promise me one thing in the future."
"What happened."
"I can't say it now." He shook his head, "Anyway, don't worry, it won't be harmful to you or anyone else."
Feng Zhiwei remained silent for a long time and said, "Why did you want to kill him?"
"As long as he is here." The man said calmly, "You will never be able to achieve your great cause. Your relatives, friends, and everyone you care about will have to die."
"That's my business, I'm asking you why you want to kill him."
The man remained silent and did not answer.
"I can do this myself." Feng Zhiwei leaned on the bed and turned to say, "Thank you for your kindness, please come back."
The man did not speak, but still looked at her solemnly. The window was half-open, revealing the solemn and nervous face of Shen Ning, the Blood Pagoda guard who surrounded the room. Behind them, a white branch of apricot blossoms escaped diagonally. The butterfly suddenly fell silently.
"I said you were good just now." The moment the butterfly landed, the man said calmly, "Now I think you will definitely lose."
"I just don't like to hand over life-and-death matters to a stranger of unknown origin." Feng Zhiwei sneered.
Although she was sneering, her heart felt cold, because until this moment, she was sure that the real number one in the world was not Gu Nanyi.
It’s the person in front of me.
What kind of changes will be heralded by the sudden appearance of such a person who is both an enemy and a friend?
The man seemed to smile, his mask moved slightly, and then his fingers suddenly flicked forward.
As soon as he moved, the Blood Pagoda guards outside the window immediately moved. With a "click", several spears shot out of the wall without any warning and pierced the man's back!
The moment her finger poked out the tip of the gun, Feng Zhiwei slapped the bed board. The headboard suddenly folded and a horizontal board was erected. Then she covered herself behind the horizontal board and stepped back.
A series of actions happened at the same time as fast as lightning, but the man seemed to have already known what the Blood Pagoda would do. With a flick of his fingers, he lifted his left leg and stepped forward, and kicked his right leg silently.
His left leg straddled the spear points, and then without any effort, the fine steel spear points suddenly fell silently as if they were made of wax.
Hit his right legs simultaneously and the board shattered.
In the smoke and dust of sawdust, the fingers he stretched out were like a few flowing shadows, pointing exactly at Feng Zhiwei's throat.
The tip of the spear hit the ground just now.
The few movements were unremarkable, but they were extremely fast, accurate and timely. They did not look like human emergency reactions, but more like well-honed intuition.
Feng Zhiwei sat upright on the bed without moving.
Obviously there were still three feet apart, but the other person's finger strength was weak, her throat tightened, and her breath was suddenly suffocated.
She was restrained, and Blood Pagoda immediately did not dare to move. Her guard leader's eyes flashed with confusion. He thought that the defense of the guards was unparalleled in the world, but the man in front of him was as familiar with their tricks as his own. Chinese cabbage.
The window was half open, and the man was standing in a corner across the bed, stretching out his fingers to squeeze Feng Zhiwei's throat. From the angle outside the window, it was not easy to see his figure.
This person seems to be used to hiding and staying away from others, especially the scheming Feng Zhiwei.
He pinched Feng Zhiwei's throat and slowly searched up and down the edge of the bed with his eyes. Suddenly his eyes focused and he flicked the wind, and Feng Zhiwei's pillow suddenly exploded.
With a few whizzes, several small black arrows suddenly flew out from the exploded pillow, and were about to be shot into the vest of Feng Zhiwei, who was unable to move on the bed. The man still seemed to have been prepared, with his fingers plucking strings. Continuously bounce the small arrows away.
A few things fell out of the exploded pillow. The man smiled slightly, but still didn't take it himself. Instead, he flicked his sleeves.
When he brushed those things into Feng Zhiwei's palm, Feng Zhiwei's expression changed.
This guy is too careful! I dodged the flying arrows, but I was worried that these things were poisonous!
The man's sleeves moved slightly, and Feng Zhiwei's hand seemed to be controlled by someone's strings, and he slowly handed over the thing in his palm.
The man lowered his face and looked at her palm carefully to make sure it was not poisonous. Then he said "hmm" with satisfaction and put the thing into his sleeve.
Those things, bits and pieces, brocade bags, bamboo tubes, crystal fragments.
If Ning Cheng were here, he would probably be able to recognize immediately that this was something Feng Zhiwei showed him in the Jingwei prison.
The man collected the things, nodded and said, "Thank you for your cooperation."
Immediately he looked around, raised his feet, and stepped out of the back window. The back window was obviously very narrow, but his huge body passed through it so naturally, without even breaking the window paper, and stayed by the narrow window. The Blood Pagoda guard swung his sword horizontally. This was a wonderful way to guard the narrow window and prevent people from entering or exiting. The man took a quick step first and hit something hard in his sleeve. With a loud sound, the knife fell, and the other person had already stepped out of the window. , ten feet away in the blink of an eye.