At first glance, it sounded like a cry, as if it was a complaining and self-pitying little woman begging Qin Feng to let her live a long way.

"Keep your mind, don't bother with this ghost thing, hurry up and get rid of it, brother always feels that this little thing seems to have something to do with the wealth boy, although brother's butterfly powder poison can control the little incense boy, but I always feel that it is a little too smooth. ”

"Okay!" Qin Feng nodded, and quickened his pace and rushed towards the Demon Blood Pipa.

Just when Qin Feng blocked the trembling pipa spirit in a corner, he saw him hold up a white fairy fire source with one hand, and then revealed a cynical ruffian. is like a pervert who is greedy for beauty and lust and blocks a young girl who is smart and sad in a secluded corner.

Just when Qin Feng was about to completely refine the pipa spirit, suddenly a sharp sword light burst out from behind Qin Feng's side, aiming directly at Qin Feng's back heart.

"Be careful (shēn) after!"

The loach hurriedly reminded Qin Feng, Qin Feng frowned slightly and wanted to flash (shēn) away, but at this moment, cracks suddenly cracked on the demon blood peony on the pipa, and dozens of bright red whiskers quickly wrapped around Qin Feng's limbs like soft tentacles.

"Damn, what can I do about this?"

Qin Feng was anxious and had no choice but to fight to the death, pressing the immortal fire source in his hand fiercely towards the pipa, and for the sword light coming from behind him (shēn), Qin Feng was ready to take a hard blow.

But just when that sword light fell on Qin Feng's back, the mutation happened again, and one of the two masters and servants who were originally hiding silently, that is, the mortal who called himself Long Gongzi, who was actually a daughter (shēn), saw that sharp sword light stabbing straight at Qin Feng's back, that person's eyes were slightly condensed

"This back~~"

After she just silently recited this half sentence in her mouth, then the whole person (shēn) form burst out, holding a short knife with a cold light, and her speed suddenly exploded, and it was no less than the long sword that attacked Qin Feng.

With a "bell", the short knife in the woman's hand just collided with the long sword coming from the mouth, and a string of sparks flashed on the short knife and the long sword like a star, and the firecracker exploded.

Despite this, the woman's pale face held the knife in both hands, and she blocked the knife vividly. At the same time, Qin Feng's immortal fire source had also wrapped the entire pipa, and after seeing this scene, Qin Feng just turned his head slightly, looking at the woman who inexplicably jumped out to block this blow for himself, and there was an inexplicable little emotion in his heart.

"Hey, Engong, we're leveling off this time, right?"

Although the woman was struggling to block this sword, when she saw Qin Feng's gaze, she still barely pulled out a slightly mischievous smile.

"Engong, do we know each other?" Qin Feng looked at the woman with some suspicion, but after a while, when he saw the beautiful eyes of autumn water, he was suddenly stunned.

"My name is Long Hanqing, thank you for saving your life outside the city (rì). I don't know what Eun Gong is called?"

The woman continued to breathe slowly, and hurriedly said with a faint smile

"I~~" Qin Feng just wanted to speak, but suddenly a change arose.

I saw that there was suddenly an extra (shēn) shadow in front of Long Hanqing (shēn), it was the duck-faced girl, but the girl's (shēn) shadow had not yet stood firm, and it was pierced out by a palm, and the blood sprayed out from the girl's body splashed Long Hanqing's face, when she turned her head a little stiffly, she only saw the duck-faced girl's head falling silently, and her voice seemed to be half a beat slower before it came~~

"Childe be careful~~"

The duck-faced girl only left a few short words, and then it was like a bright flower that was urged down by the wind and rain (qíng), just like that, with the most fragrant breath, with the most poignant face regretfully withered, not giving people half a chance to stay, Long Hanqing, who was still with a faint smile just now, only felt too sudden when he arrived at this moment, and the smile on his face had time to converge~~

"(chūn)丫~~"

Long Hanqing looked at the little maid who had suddenly cut off her life in front of her eyes, and she didn't ease up for a while.

But the arm that originally pierced the body of the duck-egg-faced girl (shēn) was forced again, and in an instant, the body of the duck-faced girl (shēn) was split in half, and after the two corpses flew left and right, the face of the incense boy Tu Cai was revealed.

"Bastard, I'm going to kill you!"

After a brief loss of consciousness, Long Hanqing suddenly screamed from the willow eyebrows, and immediately used his strength again to slam the long sword (dàng) away, and then (tǐng) stabbed Tu Cai directly.

However, at this moment, the incense boy Tu Cai Biao (qíng) looked very wooden, and the thin little beggar (shēn) did not dodge the short knife stabbed by Long Hanqing at all, and actually used his thin small (shēn) board to completely withstand the knife through the body.

Long Hanqing, who was in power with a knife, didn't have time to be happy, only to see a burst of fireworks suddenly rise in Tu Cai's body, and the short knife was completely melted by the fireworks, and then Tu Cai's straight punch hammered into Long Hanqing's mouth, and Long Hanqing's whole person flew out upside down like a kite with a broken string.

"Catch this knife and buy me a little more time"

Seeing that the situation was not good, Qin Feng hurriedly threw his magic weapon, the Tiger Yan Knife, at Long Hanqing. Long Hanqing took the Tiger Flame Knife and didn't speak, her eyes were full of cold killing intent at the moment, she gently wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, and then rushed towards Tu Cai silently again.

"I always feel that something is wrong, this Tu Cai boy has nothing to say from beginning to end, and his movements are so dull, why is this?"

Just when Qin Feng was busy refining the pipa spirit charm relying on the immortal spirit fire source, suddenly the sound of the loach sounded from the bottom of Qin Feng's heart, Qin Feng only frowned slightly when he heard this, and then looked at the battle between Tu Cai Boy and Long Hanqing with the corner of his eye.

Sure enough, as the loach said, at this moment, Tu Cai Boy seemed to have no eyes and was unusually sluggish, so he gave Long Hanqing a chance, otherwise the two would not have fought for so long, and the winner should have been separated a long time ago.

But Qin Feng wondered, the current situation was not the most beneficial to himself, so he couldn't take care of it, and almost all of his (shēn) hearts were devoted to refining this pipa spirit, but just when the pipa spirit was wilting a little bit in the immortal fire source, the scribe refining corpse not far away suddenly opened his eyes and showed a very strange smile.

Qin Feng's hands (cāo) controlled the outermost immortal fire source of the Heavenly Demon Hellfire, devouring and smelting the pipa spirit inch by inch, and the demon blood peony on the pipa spirit resisted the most fiercely, and the demonic red mangs mixed with the crimson blood qi turned into countless spikes, rushing left and right to disturb the fairy spirit fire source as if it could be broken at any time.

"Damn, it's all to blame that this natal fire has only fused one-third, otherwise how could it be so difficult to refine this pipa spirit?"

Just when Qin Feng was a little anxious but also a little helpless, the corpse of the scribe refining not far from him suddenly spontaneously combusted inexplicably, and after that, the entire corpse refining was already wrapped in layers of black-brown flames.

After encountering this black-brown flame, the scribe's robe, which was originally covered outside the corpse of the scribe, not only did not play the slightest protective role, but shrank up rapidly, almost sticking to the body of the scribe's corpse (shēn) and turning into an inconspicuous film.

After another moment, the corpse of the scribe turned into pieces of charcoal in the spontaneously combustible black-brown flames, and then peeled off little by little, like a burnt sweet potato, the burnt skin was falling off little by little, and the further the internal test seemed to give people an infinite conjecture and expectation.

Eventually, after about two quarters of an hour of spontaneous combustion, the corpse of the burly scribe was left with only a piece of cyan bamboo, which at first glance looked like a single piece of bamboo slip in a roll of bamboo slips.

On top of this bamboo slip sat a young boy dressed in an elegant green shirt with a faint pale gold book on his head, a silver brush in his hand.

"Haha~~ Yu Yousong, you are really innocent, and you actually hid this Wen Shengzhu slip in the corpse of the corpse refining corpse, it is simply a tyrannical thing"

The little man cheered and tried to wave the brush in his hand, like a new life that had just hatched, looking excited and new

"With this (shēn) cultural luck (shēn), the master is no longer a little incense boy, and he no longer has to send people to live under the fence, and the master has his own new path of cultivation since then, hahaha~~"

After the villain finished speaking, he suddenly looked up and saw the battle between Long Hanqing and the Tu Cai Tong Zi (ròu) (shēn) not far away, and immediately raised his hand, and a string of golden words was thrown out along with the silver brush in the villain's hand.

When the string of golden words silently slid down on Tu Cai**, I saw the villain smile and then recite the mantra softly, and then the little beggar-like (ròu) (shēn) turned into layers of fly ash in a blink of an eye.

Long Hanqing, who was still desperately fighting with him, saw the scene in front of him, his eyes widened in shock, and he felt a little incredible.

"Alas, the incense boy Tu Cai has completely disappeared, and now there is only Wensheng Golden Boy in the world, and the young master is called Tu Xiaoshuai"

At the same time, Qin Feng had already successfully stripped off the demon blood peony on the pipa spirit under the guidance of the loach, and then triggered the demon fire source to wrap the real demon blood in the natal demon fire source. Although it has not completely refined this strange drop of demon blood, it has at least been temporarily suppressed and subdued.

As for the pipa that had lost its demon blood, it was at best a musical instrument with a little elven breath attached to it at the moment, and it had lost the essence of its spiritual spirit. Qin Feng originally wanted to throw away this thing that should belong to the woman directly, but after hesitating for a moment, he still put it into the Qiankun bracelet.

When he was done with all this, the god (qíng) looked at the radiant little man not far away with some complexity, and the loach couldn't help but complain

"What did brother say? let you keep Yu Yousong, you don't listen, that Wen Shengzhu Jian is a good thing, besides, (shēn) is the treasure of the Zhimu genus (xìng), and the blessing of the fire genus (xìng) is absolutely good, and now it can only be cheaper for nothing~~"

"It's pointless to complain about this now, the key is whether the current Tu Cai is friend or foe, and we still don't know a little. ”

Just as Qin Feng was quietly watching the changes, Long Hanqing had already retreated with the Tiger Flame Knife. She looked at Qin Feng and then at the Tiger Flame Knife in her hand, looking like she was speechless and stopped.

"Good work! Take this first and rest for a while!"

Qin Feng casually threw Long Hanqing a pill, looking at the strange woman in front of him, just because he was outside the city in a simple pretending (bī) to save her once, this stupid girl actually fought with her life just now, and then imagined her second senior sister who was respectful (ài), and couldn't help but feel that the scene in front of her was too ironic.