Just as the young man stabbed the tiger to death with his extremely sharp sword, Hu Long finally arrived at the scene, stretching his arms and sleeves to face the wind, floating lightly on the snow like a big bird.
The young man had already stood up straight when he suddenly saw a Taoist priest who looked to be only in his twenties falling from the sky. He immediately held his sword across his chest, stared at him for a moment with eyes without any emotion, and suddenly said: "immortal?"
Hu Long was startled when he was asked, and then subconsciously shook his head in denial.
"Monster?" The boy asked again expressionlessly.
Hu Long's face suddenly darkened, thinking that this kid not only wielded a sharp sword, but also had a poisonous tongue, and shook his head vigorously to deny it again.
After confirming that the fat Taoist priest who suddenly appeared in the barren mountains was not a strange existence, and using his beast-like intuition to sense that he had no ill intentions toward him, the young man lost interest in him and inserted the simple iron sword into his belt. , turned around and dragged the tiger's body without saying a word.
It's just that although his internal strength has reached a certain level and his physical strength is far superior to that of teenagers of the same age and even many strong adults, it is still difficult to drag a dead tiger weighing hundreds of kilograms.
Especially at this moment, there was a thick layer of white snow on the ground. As soon as he exerted force, his feet would sink deeply into the soft snow, making it even more difficult for him to walk.
Hu Long looked at the young man with a cold face and gritted his teeth. He put the tiger's tail on his shoulders and bent down to drag it with all his strength. He shook his head and sighed. He stepped out behind the young man and reached out to gently lift the dead tiger.
The young man felt a light touch on his hand, and without thinking, he let go of the tiger's tail. His small body jumped forward three feet. When he landed on the ground and turned around, his right hand was already on the hilt of the sword at his waist. His upper body was slightly bent forward, as if he was about to pounce. Prey beast: "You want to steal my things!"
Hu Long said angrily: "Boy, don't let the dog bite Lu Dongbin. The Taoist just sees that you are weak and is kind enough to help you."
The young man let go of the hilt of the sword, but the look on his face was still as cold as before: "I don't want help, put it down!"
After saying this, his two thin lips tightly pressed into a thin line, revealing an indescribable stubbornness.
Hu Long looked at this ungrateful boy with a headache, and sighed: "Forget it, Pindao's help is not in vain, let's make a fair deal. When the dead tiger is delivered to your home, you give half of it to Pindao as a reward."
Although the young man was not familiar with the world, he could keenly sense people's hearts with his pure and spotless mind, and he knew at that time that the other party had good intentions.
He wanted to refuse, but thinking that there were still patients at home who were in urgent need of a bowl of hot broth to replenish their health, he could no longer say anything.
"Thirty percent." After hesitating for a moment, the young man suddenly said, "I killed this tiger. You helped carry it, and you should only get 30%."
"Funny little guy, 30% is 30%." Hu Long laughed, "Lead the way!"
The young man turned around and ran like a young leopard against the snow. Although his movement was not very nimble and beautiful, it was extremely simple and practical, just like his sword skills. Wherever his feet passed, there was only a line of shallow footprints left on the snow. It was obvious that his light-weight skills were quite good.
Hu Long put the dead tiger on his shoulder with his backhand. In just a moment, the blood at its wound had been frozen by the bone-chilling cold air, and he was not afraid of staining the Taoist robe on his body.
He was still walking leisurely and leisurely, but the distance between each step had been extended to three feet away, and he caught up with the young man in front of him and walked side by side with him in just a few steps.
The young man saw his Qinggong, which was like the legendary "shrinking the ground into an inch", and secretly admired him in his heart.
While walking slowly and swiftly, Hu Long asked leisurely and evenly, "Boy, my poor Taoist's name is Hu Long, and 'Hu' is the 'Hu' of 'Hu Tian August Snow', 'Hu' It’s the ‘垆’ of ‘Drunken Huang Gong’s old wine’, and the Taoist name is ‘Taipuzi’, which means ‘the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, embracing simplicity and returning to the truth’. What’s your name again?”
The young man had a cold temperament, and he didn't have the deep inner strength to talk at length while walking fast. He only said two words concisely and concisely: "A Fei."
Hu Long was startled and said with a bit of confusion: "A Fei?"
The young man tried his best to use his inner strength to regulate his breathing, and then said: "'Ah' is..."
"Stop!" Hu Long waved his hand in a hurry to interrupt him, "Don't you want to say that 'Ah' is Ah Fei's Ah, and 'Fei' is Ah Fei's Fei. Nowadays, those vulgar people in the world love to talk like this, and they have long since died. It's off the street. I guess you are the 'ah' of cats and dogs, the 'fly' of chickens and dogs, I don't know if that's right or not?"
The young man felt depressed, but he couldn't say that he was not this "A Fei". He suddenly felt that this fat man who seemed like a good guy at first was actually disgusting, so he just kept his head down and went on his way without paying attention to him.
Hu Yuan's face was full of pride. He felt that this was a revenge for being slandered as a "monster" by this kid, and he was very happy in his heart.
His temperament was inherently humorous, but now that he has lived in his third life, he has experienced the world and seen through human feelings. Although he has his own principles in his heart, his words and deeds have become more and more taboo-free, somewhat like "doing whatever you want without breaking the rules."
At this moment, I am just teasing this cold-tempered doll with a pure and innocent heart. It is just a spice in a boring life.
Just while joking, he had already guessed the identity of this young man, and then understood some situations in this world - making this sword as fast as lightning, and called "A Fei" this weird name, naturally only The passionate swordsman with a ruthless sword.
If there is a "Flying Swordsman", there will naturally be a "Xiao Li Flying Sword".
This made Hu Long think in his mind: In his previous life, he simplified the "Iron Sword Gate" concealed weapon technique and developed a unique skill of flying knives. This was a tribute to the legendary Xiao Li's flying knives.
In this life, I may finally have the opportunity to ask this "senior" for advice in person.
After walking like this for half an hour, a simple hut made of logs appeared in front of us.
Ah Fei stopped suddenly, turned around and said to Hu Long, who was also stopping: "We're here, just take your own piece of tiger meat and go!"
Hu Long looked at the hut, frowned slightly, shook his head and sighed: "If I were you, I wouldn't be in such a hurry to drive people away."
Ah Fei's eyes narrowed and he held the hilt of the sword at his waist with his right hand again: "What are you going to do?"
Hu Yuan waved his hand and said: "If Pindao doesn't do anything and turns around and leaves, the patient in your family may not survive more than three days!"
After all, Ah Fei was still a child of seven or eight years old. When he heard these words, his body was shaken as if struck by thunder. His cold little face also showed a strong look of anxiety and panic. He rushed forward desperately to catch Hu. Nuan Zhi asked: "What do you think happened to my mother?"
Hu Yuan said calmly: "I have some knowledge of Qihuang's way. Even though I only heard the breath of your mother from a distance, I can conclude that she is now sick and evil. If she is not treated in time, I'm afraid..."
"I beg you," the stubborn young man suddenly took a step back and knelt down to Hu Yuan without hesitation, "As long as you can save my mother, I can promise you anything!"
Hu Long's face darkened again, and he thought that this kid's tongue is indeed poisonous. If someone hears your ambiguous words, they may misunderstand Pindao's weird habits.
He pulled the person up and said angrily: "If you continue to be a mother-in-law, it will be too late for me to take action!"
After that, he walked quickly to the hut.
As soon as he arrived in front of the house, he didn't expect the door to automatically open inward without any wind, and then there was a cold and evil force that struck his chest and abdomen from the air.
"Release the true energy, the innate state!" Hu Yuan's expression suddenly changed.
