Before the coming daylight, everything was still shrouded in darkness. Fatty Wen felt very ominous. On the way, an unknown fog suddenly appeared in front of him, and there were also unknown black shadows flashing in the fog. Judging from the density of the black shadow, it can be seen that It was inferred that if there were enemies ahead, there would definitely be a lot of them. What he hoped now was that his three teammates could be as powerful as the legends. Otherwise, such a large number of enemies would be too troublesome.
In fact, speaking of legends, he knew very little about Zhufeng. He only knew that this person was the master of the Royal Sect and acted mysteriously. He didn't know anything else. He had been running wildly on the horse before, and the most he could see was a person. It was just a blurry back figure, but now "Xue Ji" suddenly stopped. Fatty Wen got off the horse and saw this person up close for the first time, who did not even exist in the legend.
The first thing I felt when I heard Fatty was that he was a person who could only exist in the wind. All his qualities were covered up by one of his most outstanding qualities, that is, mystery. I saw the person in front of me, with his hands intertwined in front of his chest, and the lower half of his face was covered by a black mask with green stripes. His visible eyes seemed to be able to see through everything forever, calm and sharp, with a pair of sword-shaped eyebrows hidden in the Between a head of flowing long hair, and the flowing long hair seems like a wandering spirit in the night, a touch of swaying black reveals the depth like the dark sky, although he is also wearing the old white uniform of Jingdi, that is, The kind of clothes that are pure white everywhere and have a black Taoyuan symbol - five-petal peach blossoms - tattooed on the corners of the back, seems to be called "asking clothes". Regarding this dress, Fatty Wen had always felt that it was very uncoordinated and not suitable for most people. However, there were exceptions, such as Murong Jiudao, who was good-looking and fair-skinned. He could wear any white dress. Perfect control, and Zhufeng, whom Fatty Wen thinks is the most famous person (of course, the name is probably just a nickname), a person like Zhufeng is completely the nemesis of this dress, even if he is dressed like this His seemingly upright clothes can never hide his mysterious temperament. He is the kind of person who completely hides his presence when wearing black clothes. He also seems to be the kind of person who doesn't like to talk and is super powerful. . Fatty Wen suddenly thought of a word to summarize his impression of Zhufeng, that is, a handsome man like the wind.
At this time, Zhufeng suddenly turned his head and met Fatty Wen's gaze with a sideways glance. Fatty Wen was shocked by the sharp gaze. The next second, he felt a little embarrassed. He thought there were enemies ahead, so he immediately looked seriously. Ahead, I saw that the fog had dispersed at some point, and those black figures also revealed their true colors. They were a considerable group of people, probably more than a hundred. It was easy to see that they were led by two people, one male and one male. The woman and the man's skin are surprisingly white, as white as a water ghost. He holds a long whip in his hand. At first glance, the long whip looks like a scorpion's tail. Standing not far away from him A small and exquisite girl, although she has a beautiful face and beautiful appearance, Fatty Wen always feels that this girl's aura is very powerful. If I want to describe this feeling in detail, it is like seeing a poisonous spider. Although the spider is stronger than a tiger, Bears and the like are much smaller, but they can make people more afraid. The feeling of smelling a fat man now is probably similar to seeing a poisonous spider. There is an instinctive resistance. It is better not to touch this girl. .
The group of people behind the man and woman were dressed in night clothes, all with their faces covered, trying to remain unnoticed in the dark. They were obviously well-trained killers or thieves, even if there was nothing special about them. The ability, in terms of quantity, is enough to launch dozens of airtight attacks in an instant.
A gust of wind blew by, and the thin mist dispersed. After a long silence, Zhufeng said:
"Enemy or passerby?"
The words were extremely concise and clear, and the voice was firm and decisive without any delay.
After a while, the white-faced man said:
"I really want to say they are passers-by, but if I have to say it, we are here to block the road..."
Before he finished speaking, the white-faced man felt a strong wind blowing towards his neck. When he looked ahead, Zhufeng was no longer there. Feeling that something was wrong, he immediately turned sideways in the direction that Feng Jin was pointing. , but it was obviously too late. After the scene was frozen, what everyone saw was this scene. Zhufeng's palm was already attached to the white-faced man's neck. In the dark night, it was obvious that the side of Zhufeng's palm could be seen. There was a strange light flashing, and you could clearly feel that it was the luster of the blade, and judging from the luster, the blade was absolutely extremely sharp, so sharp that it could cut off anyone's throat with one knife. Suddenly, everything stopped, and only Hearing the hissing sound of the night wind, it seemed like ghosts from hell were looking for a way home.
Wen Fatty stayed where he was, already stunned. He had no time to react. That moment, no, it was definitely not a moment that could be described by any word that describes a short time. If I had to describe it, Fatty Wen felt like he was reading an album with several pages missing. The first page was still a confrontation between the two sides, but the next page immediately turned into a unilateral suppression. That kind of abrupt feeling, Only those who are there can feel it.
After a while, everyone fully realized what was going on. Fatty Wen could clearly feel that the people on the opposite side had begun to become agitated. Although there was no direct manifestation, the feeling that came from the heart was the same as for the wind in front of him. The man's fear cannot be concealed. According to the current situation, the winner has been decided. Even if the white-faced man does not die, he will definitely not dare to stop them anymore. But the strange thing is that Wen Fatty did not see the girl next to the white-faced man. His reaction seemed to turn a deaf ear to what was happening in front of him. Could it be that he was frightened?
At this time, Murong Jiudao shouted:
"wrong!"
Wen Fatty was confused. When he looked at the white-faced man again, he immediately realized that something was really wrong. He saw that he, who had been controlled by Zhufeng, was actually smiling. That smile was so mysterious in the dark night. Unpredictable was full of confidence, and the message conveyed by that smile seemed to be that the current situation had been expected by him.
Sure enough, Zhufeng's eyes showed a rare hint of surprise and nervousness.
