I saw this short man who was less than five feet tall, dressed in green clothes, his body was thin like a dry old tree, with a huge head on his head, although a pair of mouse eyes were not as bright as those of young people, but they were not as muddy as the eyes of the elderly, and the corners of his mouth were a few locks of sparse and scorched yellow beards that were slightly upturned upwards, and he looked at Long Feiyun with a sly smile with bad intentions.

Although Long Feiyun guessed the true identity of pretending to be a ghost, he didn't feel half relaxed in his heart, but his expression was even more solemn!

A little, pretending to be a ghost, Zhong Bu coughed lightly and said: "Long Feiyun is really Long Feiyun, this can make you guess, Lao Tzu can't admire you or not, but Lao Tzu really can't let you go, who let your kid provoke the Zhuge Gang?"

Long Feiyun smiled slightly: "I have expected this, but I still admire Brother Zhong's confession, at least it is much stronger than those hypocrites!"

The old drunkard Lei Dongtian took a sip of wine and said: "It's stronger than those hypocrites, even what you just said can be regarded as a fart, this point is exactly the same as the rumors on the rivers and lakes!"

Meng Sanxing, the king of stealing kings, said: "Yes! Lao Tzu is willing to listen to what the old drunkard says, Lao Tzu just hates himself a little now, do you know why, old drunkard?"

The old drunkard thundered the sky and said: "Dead thief, you don't have the slightest good idea in your stomach, this Lao Tzu knows, but you hate yourself at this time, Lao Tzu really can't figure it out!"

Meng Sanxing, the king of stealing kings, sighed and said: "Lao Tzu only hated himself a year ago, he was a moment late, let this dead dwarf slip away, otherwise where would there be today!"

The old drunkard Lei Dongtian raised his hand and pretended to fan his nose a few times and said: "It stinks, it stinks! The dead thief's stinks, if Lao Tzu hadn't been injured, he would have twisted off the stinky head of this guy who pretended to be a ghost, threw it into the thatched house, and used your dead thief to talk nonsense there without a word!"

Smart people have already seen that the intentions of the old drunkard Lei Dongtian and the king of stealing kings, Meng Sanxing, are clearly disturbing the mind of pretending to be a ghost and not being a ghost!

But pretending to be a ghost Zhong is simply deaf, just staring at Long Feiyun with a ghostly head, Long Feiyun also looked at pretending to be a ghost Zhong No, there was even a smile on the corner of his mouth, where is there a little urgency in the war!

Suddenly, like a boulder hitting the water, the horsewhip in Zhong Bu's hand stood up suddenly, like a long steel stick smashed straight towards Long Feiyun, and there was no sound at all!

Pretending to be a ghost Zhong didn't make a move, the hearts of the old drunkard Lei Dongtian and Meng Sanxing, the king of stealing kings, immediately hung in their throats, and they couldn't wait to pounce on them to help, but the two of them had already exhausted some of the accumulated strength to deal with Situ Gang, where was there any strength, even if there was a little strength, when the two of them pounced, they were afraid that it would be too late!

Although the old drunkard Lei Dongtian and the king of stealing kings, Meng Sanxing, didn't know how heavy Long Feiyun's injuries were, but Leng Zhi's hatred was so badly injured, even if Long Feiyun was stronger than Leng Zhi's hatred, he was afraid that he wouldn't be much stronger!

Of course, there is another person who is more anxious, that is, Feng Wushuang beside Long Feiyun!

Just as Feng Wushuang was about to block in front of Long Feiyun, the horsewhip that pretended to be a ghost and Zhong Bu suddenly became soft like a dead snake that had been skinned, and rolled towards Feng Wushuang's waist at a strange angle!

Feng Wushuang's delicate and fair complexion changed, and before he could react, he felt a soft force coming from his waist, pushing Feng Wushuang to retreat lightly!

The old drunkard Lei Dongtian and the king of stealing kings, Meng Sanxing, scolded in unison: "Shameless!"

The scolding of the old drunkard Lei Dongtian and the king of stealing kings, Meng Sanxing, was still endless, and the horsewhip that pretended to be a ghost did not change again, and the whip head shot straight towards Long Feiyun's throat, extremely fast, like a black lightning!

Pretending to be a ghost Zhong Bu finally showed a cruel and smug smile on his face, these few changes in the horse whip, just pretending to be a ghost Zhong Bu didn't know how many times he calculated in his heart, the attack on Feng Wushuang was just a cover, the real purpose was to kill Long Feiyun!

Horsewhip!

Damn horsewhip!

It was only half a foot away from Long Feiyun's throat, and in just a moment, Long Feiyun's throat would have an extra blood hole, and when he thought of this, his eyes couldn't help but be full of excitement!

Suddenly, the horsewhip that was supposed to hit Long Feiyun's throat suddenly stopped!

Why did the horsewhip suddenly stop, could it be that he pretended to be a ghost and did not change his mind?

Of course not!

It's because of one person!

It's because of a man's hand!

It's because of two fingers on a person's hand!

The two fingers were slender and powerful, and it was Long Feiyun's two fingers that clamped the horsewhip like iron tongs!

Pretending to be a ghost, Zhong didn't believe his eyes, but the horsewhip was indeed caught in Long Feiyun's two fingers!

How can it be?

Pretending to be a ghost and not thinking that it was impossible to happen, it had already happened, and a sense of foreboding suddenly surged in my heart!

Maybe it would be strange for this to happen to other people, but it was not surprising that it happened to Long Feiyun!

Because there may be only one person who can do this on the rivers and lakes, and this person is Long Feiyun, a person who creates miracles!

Pretending to be a ghost, Zhong didn't shake his wrist lightly, and the horsewhip drew a strange circle towards Long Feiyun's throat, this time with a piercing wind, seeing that it was only an inch away from Long Feiyun's head, and two fingers clamped the falling horsewhip at once!

Suddenly, there was a roar, which made the pretending to be a ghost Zhong Fu a little surprised, and a knife handle hit the chest of the pretending to be a ghost Zhong Bu with a strong wind, and then a person pounced on the pretending to be a ghost Zhong Bu like an eagle Bo Rabbit!

Long Feiyun hurriedly shouted, "Brother Leng!" Then spurted out a mouthful of blood!

Suddenly, pretending to be a ghost, Zhong Bu took a few steps back, his hands tightly clutched his throat, but the bright red blood still kept shooting out!

Pretending to be a ghost, Zhong Bu's eyes were full of incredulity, and his mouth couldn't make any sound, and his body twitched for a moment, and his eyes were full of disbelief, and he looked up to the sky and died!

Desperately!

Everyone only has one life, of course, how to choose to work hard is everyone's own business!

The thing that can make the pretending god ghost clock not die is that Leng Yi will fight hard for Long Feiyun, which is definitely something that the pretending god ghost clock will never imagine!

If it is the old drunkard Lei Dongtian or the king of stealing the king Meng Sanxing, not only will there be no doubt about pretending to be a ghost clock, but also pretending to be a ghost Zhong has already thought that it is not to pretend to be a ghost Zhong is at least secretly on guard against the old drunkard Lei Dongtian and Meng Sanxing, the king of stealing kings!

It is precisely because he pretended to be a ghost Zhong Bu that he didn't expect Leng Yi to work hard for Long Feiyun at all, so he pretended to be a ghost Zhong Bu was already a dead man at this time, and stepped into the ghost gate with questions that he couldn't solve!

Even if he died, he couldn't understand how Leng Resentment would fight for Long Feiyun, after all, Leng Reluctance was so seriously injured by Long Feiyun!

If such things have happened, there is no reason at all, some things in the world are so unreasonable, but they really happen, just because everyone is different, and some things others may not understand, so they will feel unreasonable!

What he didn't understand when he pretended to be a ghost and didn't die was something that Long Feiyun had already understood when he made a cold resentful move, but Long Feiyun couldn't prevent it from happening, so every time Long Feiyun thought of it in the future, he couldn't help but feel sad!

A gust of wind blew, and Leng Resentful's body trembled slightly......

A little, Leng Yi looked back at Long Feiyun and showed a smile, a piece of flesh and a few broken bones spit out from his mouth, his face was already extremely ugly, and there were a few drops of blood flowing from the corners of his mouth, so shocked that Feng Wushuang couldn't help but take a step back, his face turned pale for a while!

Long Feiyun's eyes were full of unbearable expressions and said, "Brother Leng, why are you doing this?"

Leng resented and said: "Long Feiyun don't forget that we are friends! Leng resents being killed by friends in the first half of his life, and now he has a real friend, so why die!" After speaking, he fell to the ground in a daze, only to see a dagger inserted in his heart, and even the handle almost did not enter the chest of cold resentment, which shows that he was embarrassed to pretend to be a ghost at that time, so he used so much strength!

Cold Legacy is dead!

Situ just died!

Pretending to be a ghost, Zhong is dead!

Zhang Xiaodao and Li Xiaohua are also dead!

There were only four people who died, but now there are five!

In addition to the sadness in Long Feiyun's heart, there was also something unspeakable pressing on his heart, which made Long Feiyun feel extremely tired in an instant, and he couldn't wait to leave here immediately!

But Long Feiyun can't leave at this time, why?

Because no matter how sad Long Feiyun is in his heart, how tired and tired he is, he can't let his friends die, and he can't be buried in the ground, even if Long Feiyun wants to leave this sad and disgusting place immediately, Long Feiyun can't leave at this moment!

The sun is still very good, but two new graves have been piled up in front of the mound next to the road, Long Feiyun, the old drunkard Lei Dongtian and the king of stealing kings, Meng Sanxing, all have beads of sweat on their foreheads, their chests are constantly rising and falling, panting from time to time, it can be seen that burying Leng Yihate and Zhang Xiaodao and his wife still made the seriously injured Long Feiyun and the three of them spend a lot of effort!

The weeds next to the new grave burst out with vigorous vitality in the sun, and every leaf seemed to shine with the light of life, but there were three people who had lost their lives buried in the grave, and even Long Feiyun, who had always liked to smile and face everything, had a little more sadness in his eyes!

In fact, Long Feiyun is sad about the departure of his friend, what makes Long Feiyun feel even more sad, even Long Feiyun himself can't say clearly, maybe it is sad about the impermanence of life, or tired of the meaningless battles in the rivers and lakes, maybe only Long Feiyun himself will understand!

Even if Long Feiyun is tired of the battles on the rivers and lakes, he can only stubbornly move forward at this time, just because Long Feiyun always firmly believes that justice will defeat evil, for this, Long Feiyun will never stop moving forward, no matter how many winds and rains he has to go through!

This is Long Feiyun, a flesh-and-blood Long Feiyun, a Long Feiyun who is absolutely worthy of respect, such a person and such a story will surely inspire everyone with a heart full of justice!