Monk Yikong, Lao Ni Heifeng, and others have superb magic skills, but I don't notice the overall magic of these guys. Holy shit, who is this?
While it was hesitating, white lights flashed from the blue sky in all directions, and the convoy was instantly torn into pieces, with two to three hundred people in it. They were so frightened that they howled like ghosts and ran away.
A woman wearing a white robe and a white veil, holding a chain and flying claws, stood on the gate tower.
It's you?
Although the visitor was wearing a veil, Lan Feixia saw the opponent's special weapon, the chain flying claw, and recognized the woman Piao Salan at a glance.
Lan Feixia is also a rising star in the martial arts world. She is well-informed and a first-class master in magic. However, she doesn’t understand Piao Sa Lan’s background, and she doesn’t know whether Piao Sa Lan is an enemy or a friend. This woman also helped Feng Ziyue. The most important thing is that Lan Fei Xia had seen Piao Salan fight with Hongshuigou and managed to escape. This woman was unfathomable. She was suddenly attacked at night and suppressed her without knowing what she meant.
Lan Feixia was brave and resourceful and could not start the fight directly. She happily came to the door five meters away and said, "Isn't this Piaosalan? I haven't seen you for a few days. You are well. It's dark and you can't see clearly. You must have killed me just now. Huang Lang, help Feng Ziyue, right? You accidentally suppressed me, let's go, go, catch up with Feng Ziyue, Huang Lang."
Lan Feixia spoke cheerfully and politely.
Piao Salan sneered and took off her veil. She was mainly afraid that the Yellow Wolf Guards would recognize her. Under the hazy moonlight, she saw the beauty of Piao Salan's water lotus. She completely suppressed her appearance. Lan Feixia became jealous. Dafa, she knew that Piao Salan liked Feng Ziyue, but it didn't seem like she liked him. She couldn't explain the feeling.
snort.
Hurry up and put on your veil, look at you, you look worse than an old lady who picks up rags.
"What!"
"Uh-huh, uh-huh!"
Piao Sa Lan screamed strangely in the middle of the night and quickly regained his composure. Humph, I don’t want to pay attention to you. I don’t need to pay attention to you anymore. You made a mistake just now. It’s dark and I can’t see clearly, but I can tell you apart. I don’t mean to kill the yellow wolf. I I'm just going to kill you, don't let me bother, kneel down and stick out your neck, let me beat you to death, gently and slowly twist your head off and use it as a ball, and then give it to Feng Ziyue as a gift.
Ouch, Lan Feixia was furious when she heard this. She was not an ordinary person, "Bah, you are a shameless thing, you bitch, you look like a dog and you talk like you are spitting shit. Today I want to Make you a man, hahaha.”
Swish, swish, swish, swish, swish.
Rumble.
Lan Feixia's whip moved violently, shaking the mountains and making loud explosions. Her whip was thrown away and she couldn't get close for more than ten meters. The whip was unpredictable and hit Piao Salan.
Piao Salan knew that Lan Feixia was superb in martial arts and dared not neglect him, so she used her chain and flying claws to fight.
Hi hi.
Neither of them suffered a loss, even though her chain flying claws were thrown away, she couldn't get closer than ten meters away. The two masters were dueling. In the dark night, two beams of light were flashing, and it was impossible to see the moves!
After fighting back and forth, the two of them knew that neither of them was easy to deal with. Lan Feixia flicked her wrist and fired seven darts from her cuffs. When Piao Salan dodged, she took the opportunity to disappear into the night.
Under the cover of night, Lan Feixia easily got rid of Piao Salan, and he wandered the streets looking for Feng Ziyue's whereabouts.
Piao Sa Lan was too lazy to chase her back to a courtyard in the north of the city.
Daybreak.
The weather is gloomy, the streets are full of cars and people, and the shops are open and busy! Lan Feixia flew to many places without seeing Feng Ziyue's shadow. She sat dejectedly on a long chair in the square in a daze, not knowing whether Feng Ziyue was dead or alive.
She didn't sleep all night, flying around looking for Feng Ziyue, her stomach growled, she felt sleepy and tired. People are like iron, and food is like steel. If she doesn't eat for one meal, she will feel hungry. After eating and drinking enough, her body will feel warm. Her eyes were fighting, and Lan Feixia felt sleepy and uncomfortable. She left the restaurant and walked into the inn next door. She booked a standard room and lay on the soft big bed, sleeping so soundly.
When she was sleeping vigorously, six hundred guards ran past the door of the inn.
The fire was slanting with poison, and the team led by the Flying Goose Poison Sword quickly surrounded the Taoist temple and the medical center. However, no one was allowed to enter or exit the surrounding area. Anyone who disobeyed the order would be killed.
I don’t know what exactly happened, the Flying Goose Poison Sword, or the Firelight Slanting Poison. The guards were extremely nervous. Every time they went out on a large scale, they arrested people with strong martial arts skills. The guards were all just living for a living and were afraid of death.
They waited for orders with big eyes and small eyes.
Click, click, click, more than a dozen fast horses galloped in the alley and arrived at the gate of the Taoist temple. The yellow wolf flew off the horse, flew the goose poison sword, and hurriedly came forward to greet them.
Huang Lang looked at the Taoist temple and the medical center and said, "Come in and search. Anyone who resists will be killed. The rest will be captured alive. Let's go in." With an order, the guards swarmed in.
Report, leader, there is no one in the courtyard.
Report, leader, there is no one in the courtyard.
Huang Lang was worried and searched personally. There was no one in the Taoist temple or medical clinic!
After thinking for a moment, he ordered Fei Goose Poison Sword and Fire Light Slant Poison to go to each exit to check the passers-by, especially Feng Ziyue's whereabouts.
He returned to the main rudder mansion, drank tea, and pondered the ins and outs of the Taoist temple. Feng Ziyue and Lan Feixia were in the Taoist temple. They must have something to do with the fake Feng Ziyue. The fake Feng Ziyue was probably hit hard by his palm. Damn it. Feng Ziyue escaped again!
It seems that Feng Ziyue has begun to win over martial arts masters. What is this guy going to do?
Thinking of Feng Ziyue being cunning and bad, Huang Lang smiled half-heartedly and smashed the tea bowl, cursed and went straight to the dungeon to see Zi Yunfeng, Caishi Sanniang and Ji Beili.
In the suburbs, a small fishing village, an inconspicuous courtyard by the river.
The soup tastes delicious.
Feng Ziyue opened her eyes slightly and looked at the environment in the house. She stared at the window and slowly got up from the bed while walking to the door. The old man who was brewing medicine hurriedly came forward to greet him, "Master, you're awake. Sit down quickly. Your body If you are hit by poisonous sand palm, my subordinates will not be able to force the poison out of you. They can only boil you medicine to remove the poison, and the medicine will cure you immediately."
Fake Feng Ziyue waved her hands and said, "No need to boil the medicine. The yellow wolf slapped me is not very serious. I can remove the poison on my own. Damn it, the yellow wolf is not easy. We are still very young. All our actions are old. My son, I have known for a long time that each mountain is higher than the other, and there is a sky beyond the sky, but we still have a long way to go."
Although Fake Feng Ziyue is very skilled in magic, she has always been arrogant and arrogant. Last night, she was severely taught by Huang Lang, and she finally realized that the sky is high and the earth is high.
The old Taoist was serving her and was about to eat and drink. Feng Ziyue picked up his rice bowl and smashed it into pieces, "What a fool! Damn it, the yellow wolves are incompatible with each other. I'm going to kill him. It turns out that I wanted to form a clique with him to deal with Fengzi." Yue, Hongshuigou, Huyuanxi, Sanque Taoist and others!"
"Now, we are sworn enemies, we must kill him, kill him!" Fake Feng Ziyue screamed like a ghost, making the old man nod his head repeatedly in fear, "Yes, yes, yes, kill him, kill him, Master, you go first." The venom in the body is forced out, and we are killing the yellow wolf."
(End of chapter)
