"Zero Moon, with my strength, let's regenerate!"

There was a female voice in his heart, this voice Lin Feng was very familiar, this voice—he had heard it in the catastrophe ten years ago, with the gentle voice echoing in his heart, countless dark red light particles began to appear around Lin Feng, from less to more, gradually surging towards Lin Feng's body.

Lin Feng's eyes slowly opened, the blood-colored tears in his eyes had long since dried up, and his cold eyes gradually became stronger.

Listening to the footsteps of the two not far away, Lin Feng's body lying on the cold ground moved with difficulty and got up, and the tearing pain of the wounds in various parts of his body instantly returned to his brain. Lin Feng could clearly feel that the wound on his back was torn again because he got up, even so, Lin Feng still didn't say a word, and didn't even make any movement.

The hazy moonlight was even more gloomy at this time, and it was even swept away by Lin Feng's gaze.

Slowly walk towards the two people in front, step by step, step by step!

No one would have thought that the person who had just completely lost his vital signs was walking behind the two of them unhurriedly at this time!

The telekinesis moved slightly, and the silver armor pear flower fan appeared in his hand, and as soon as it appeared, it was infiltrated by the blood that was constantly flowing.

Just followed slowly, no one cared about Lin Feng's existence!

Lin Feng gently patted the coachman's right shoulder with his left hand, and his right hand was already drawing an arc in mid-air.

The coachman turned his head suddenly, and saw that Lin Feng's expression quickly shrank and then distorted from the pleasure just now, and turned into an extremely frightened expression, and the frightened and obscene face faced Lin Feng's bloodshot eyes were like a grim reaper's indifferent face.

In the next moment, Lin Feng's silver-armored pear flower fan forged with fine iron, without opening the fan, the outermost and thickest side bone was smashed on the coachman's face by Lin Feng with all his strength.

The silver armor pear flower fan, the solidity is not lost to any kind of weapon without opening the fan, and the jade is shattered when the fan is broken, such an explosive force is now smashed on the coachman's face by Lin Feng with all his strength.

The coachman's face bloomed instantly, the bridge of his nose made a crisp cracking sound, and after the iron fan hit his head, the coachman's eyes were instantly bloodshot, and the blood splashed on his forehead stained Lin Feng's cold face, and Lin Feng didn't even blink his eyes!

Yes, from this moment on, he is no longer the Lin Feng he used to be, he is no longer the gentle young man he used to be, and he is no longer the timid and fearful Lin Feng he used to be.

After hitting that fan, Lin Feng took advantage of the situation and hit the side of the coachman's head, whose center of gravity was already unstable, and the coachman instantly lost all his resistance and fell to the ground, and the black-clothed man next to him was also full of horror, and his hands were just about to take out the tomahawk inserted in his back, Lin Feng instantly opened the fan.

He didn't use any telekinesis skills, Lin Feng figured out from the defeat of this battle, as long as all the skills were not enhanced attacks, the others were all bells and whistles that did not use actual damage, and those skills were often not as direct and effective as the most effective means of attack when they were obliterating a person.

The sixteen fan bones of the Silver Armor Pear Flower Fan unfolded neatly, and the sharp blades above each fan bone flashed with a cold cold light, and they couldn't help but wave towards the man in black.

Blood splashed, the screams of the man in black suddenly came out, a burst of birds flew through the forest, and the round necklace worn by the man in black who leaned back flew out, and the man in black was only one step away from falling off the cliff.

Lin Feng grabbed the necklace, the necklace was made of metal, and the man in black who was about to fall into the valley begged for mercy, begging for mercy while thanking Lin Feng for holding him.

"You adults have a lot, let go of the small ones, as long as you don't kill me, I will definitely treat you as a cow and ......a horse in my life," a hoarse voice came from the throat of the man in black, and he looked at Lin Feng pleadingly while struggling.

Lin Feng looked at the necklace of the man in black, the necklace was engraved with some complex and strange patterns, presumably the pattern on this chain must be related to the organization ten years ago.

Lin Feng smiled, he felt that he was ridiculous at this time.

"How have you ever forgiven me?" With that, Lin Feng tore off the necklace and kicked the man in black off the cliff with one kick, and the screams of the man in black spread throughout the valley, and the frightened look in the eyes of the coachman with a bloody face at this time was even more powerful, desperately summoning the thought object, struggling to get up.

Lin Feng calmly picked up the Long Yue sword that fell to the ground, pulled out the sword, and the blade of the sword slid through the scabbard and made a sound like a dragon's groan, and the blade of the sword pointed directly at the coachman.

The coachman staggered towards Lin Feng, Lin Feng smiled, and the blade of the sword slashed at the coachman's neck, and the coachman blocked it with a sword, but found that nothing was blocked.

In the next moment, Lin Feng Lin Jun's face appeared in front of the coachman: "This is also what you taught me!" With that, Lin Feng's sword that pierced through the coachman's chest pushed forward again. , and let out a hideous laugh while pushing.

The coachman retreated again and again, the light in his eyes dimmed, and he had gradually lost his breath of life, and then Lin Feng threw a sideways kick, and the coachman who was pierced through his body by the sword was kicked out with a kick, and lost his sound after falling to the ground.

Lin Feng's sword flower turned, shook off the blood stains on the sword's body, and slowly withdrew the sword into the scabbard.

At this point, he felt that the wounds on his body seemed to have stopped bleeding, and the injuries seemed to recover a little faster when he woke up again. When Lin Feng recovered from the crazy state just now, he suddenly felt that his stomach was turning upside down, and the feeling of nausea kept coming.

Staggering back to the bamboo forest, the horse in front of the carriage was frightened and broke free from the rope that pulled the cart, and was now standing in the bamboo forest.

Lin Feng turned around and rode on the horse, although he was not very good at controlling this horse, but the horse seemed to have become extremely obedient under Lin Feng at this time, and led Lin Feng all the way home.

A day later.

The young man in white, one man, one horse and one sword, his face and clothes stained with blood, and the galloping horse stepped on a gust of wind and sand.

The horse is like a loose horse, forward-looking, wearing a silver sword, looking heroic and cool under the warm sun in the early morning, the vulgar and handsome face is faintly visible with a drop of blood, and the majestic momentum reveals a faint domineering.

Near the Lin Mansion of the Qinghe Empire, the people along the way all saw Lin Feng with admiration, and finally, someone in the crowd shouted:

"This is the second young master of the Lin family! The second young master of the Lin family is back!" The voice revealed surprise, more admiration that had never been seen before.

Lin Feng had arrived at the Lin Mansion, and soon after dismounting, many people came out to greet him. Lin Feng walked into his house under the gaze of everyone, and the eldest brother Lin Yuan saw that Lin Feng was covered in blood, so he hurriedly followed into the house and asked:

"Second brother, how are you? What's the matter with your injuries?"

Lin Feng changed his coat covered with bloodstains and said to Lin Yuan lightly: "It's okay, don't worry." Lin Feng was about to pick up a damp cloth to wipe the scars and blood stains on his body, when his sister Lin Qingyu, who rushed in behind, shouted anxiously:

"Stop, brother, you can't wipe your wounds like this!"