The reason why Han Feng was not poisoned was because he gave Xiaoxing a task as early as when he found out that there was serum grass in the wine.

Xiaoxing has an ability to devour, this low-level poison is as simple as eating for Xiaoxing.

Therefore, for the current Han Feng, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is invasive.

And even if there is no Xiaoxing, Han Feng himself can remove the serum powder, and the method is not the only one, don't forget that he is an alchemist.

However, Li Meng did not know this.

"Well, I poisoned it just to be cautious, but now it's just a little more troublesome. ”

He looked at Han Feng with gloomy eyes, his eyes were extremely cold.

Hearing this, Han Feng sneered and said, "Do you know why I came with you?"

"Why?"

Li Meng's eyes narrowed.

In fact, he also felt very strange in his heart, looking at Han Feng's reaction now, he always felt that Han Feng had already discovered his purpose.

Han Feng shrugged his shoulders and said lightly: "Because I also want to find a place to bury you." ”

Xiao Le's overall impression of Han Feng was not bad, and he didn't want to be unhappy with Xiao Le because he killed Li Meng.

And Li Meng is a native of Wushui City, he must be very familiar with this place, at least more familiar than Han Feng, an outsider, if he wants to kill Han Feng, if he wants not to be found by Xiao Le, he must do it very secretly.

However, why didn't Han Feng want to find a hidden place, since Li Meng took the initiative to find it, then why didn't he do it?

Hearing this, Li Meng laughed as if he had heard a big joke, and then said coldly: "I really don't know where you got your confidence!"

With that, he punched Han Feng with a punch.

The fist wind roared, with bursts of orange-yellow light, and wherever the fist passed, the air made a blasting sound, and the huge momentum was suffocating.

However, Han Feng looked at the fist shadow that was getting closer and closer in front of him, but his face was expressionless and indifferent.

Seeing this scene, Li Meng, who rushed over, smiled disdainfully, and became more confident in his heart, thinking that Han Feng had been scared silly.

"Boy, remember to resist before you die in the next life!"

Li Meng laughed and slammed his fists, as if he had a chance to win.

Hearing this, Han Feng smiled faintly and remained silent.

However, just when Li Meng's fist had just arrived at Han Feng's face door and was about to be implemented, he only felt a flash in his eyes.

Immediately, his fist actually passed through Han Feng's body without any resistance.

Li Meng's pupils shrank violently, realizing that something was wrong, but it was too late.

The powerful inertia generated by his fist carried his whole person forward.

Bang!

With a violent sound, the sand and gravel flew in all directions, and Li Meng's fist slammed into the ground, and a huge crater more than a meter wide appeared under his fist.

His reaction was quick, and he quickly pulled his fist out of the ground, trying to stand up.

However, when his body just made some movements, his eyes shrank, and a fear arose from his heart, and he didn't dare to move.

Because he clearly felt a coldness on his neck.

Li Meng's face was terrified, and he stiffly turned his head sideways and glanced down, only to see a black and red long sword hanging across his neck, and the whole body was still flashing with a faint red light.

He was sure that this sword was definitely not an ordinary product, it was estimated that it had been stained with more blood than the salt he had eaten, and the faint bursts of evil aura must have tortured countless lives.

Li Meng's body trembled slightly, his lips turned white, and a large amount of cold sweat had broken out on his forehead.

He felt that what he had around his neck was not a sword, but a living thing, a living thing that could easily take his life.

Han Feng held the Absolute Shadow Sword in his right hand and put it on Li Meng's neck, the tip of the sword was firmly attached to Li Meng's neck, and even a little dented into it, as if blood would shoot out as soon as he used force.

The wind rose in the surrounding woods, and his robe 'fluttered' under the force of the wind, and the corners of his clothes fluttered in the wind.

A black-clothed young man held a long sword in his hand, his eyes were playful, and under the sword was a middle-aged man with his back to him, half-kneeling with a frightened expression.

The picture froze for a moment, the atmosphere was silent, neither of them spoke, and there was no next move.

Only the fallen leaves blown by the wind all around prove that time has not stopped.

......

Feeling the sword on his neck getting stronger and stronger, Li Meng smiled miserably, and his neck stiffened up against the Shadow Sword, as if he had accepted his fate.

Behind him, Han Feng watched Li Meng's movements coldly, without the slightest sympathy in his heart.

With a blood-red sword light slashing through the air, Li Meng's head flew out with a 'swoop', and a large amount of blood followed the skull, forming a poignant arc in the air.

The head hit the ground and rolled forward a few meters before slowly stopping, still retaining the tragic smile of Li Meng before he died.

There was only a headless corpse left in front of Han Feng, blood pouring in, and then he slowly collapsed.

......

Han Feng let the blood splash on his cheeks flow, put away the shadow expressionlessly, and then without the slightest suspicion, he squatted down directly, groping in the clothes of Li Meng's headless corpse for a while.

But to Han Feng's disappointment, Li Meng's storage bag had nothing of value except for about 50,000 gold coins.

The only thing that is okay is a local-level body refining technique, but unfortunately in Han Feng's eyes, it is no different from garbage.

A moment later.

Han Feng casually threw Li Meng's body into the wooden house, and then summoned the Ghost Starfire.

The dark red flames flew over the wooden house, and in an instant, the fire spread, and in just a dozen seconds, the entire wooden house was burned to the ground, as if it had never existed, leaving only the ground to burn black.

......

Seeing that it was still early, Han Feng planned to go back to the spring breeze first.

Around Shenshi today, he is estimated to be leaving this dock water city, but it is impossible for Ling'er to follow him to the imperial city, and she has to take care of her mother, so she can only stay in the dock water city.

However, Han Feng had already seen that the relationship between Aunt Chun and Li Meng was not ordinary, and Aunt Chun must have known about Li Meng's plan.

If Han Feng returned to the Imperial City directly, then Aunt Chun would not be able to wait for Li Meng to come back, and she would definitely be able to think that the latter had died in the hands of Han Feng, and at that time, the only Ling'er in Wushui City who got along with Han Feng the most would definitely become a thorn in Aunt Chun's side.

So Han Feng had to go and give a warning, and if it was necessary, Han Feng wouldn't mind killing another one.

......

However, on the way back to Han Feng, he stopped in front of a mansion.

This mansion is very large, and its door plaque is also engraved with three golden characters - the city lord's mansion.