Chapter 447: Xiao Yu and Thunder Maniac

If Jiangnan is a young girl, rain is her temper. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Leaving the Great Jue Sect, Chen Feng was comfortable. met Lu Dingyi, and directly completed Zhang Dayong's affairs, which can be said to be easy. However, Chen Feng's good mood was soon ruined by the weather. After going down the mountain, Chen Feng spread out the rain and wind.

The donkey cart tied to the outside of the temple had long since disappeared, and the mountain road became more and more muddy, so Chen Feng had to find a big tree and take shelter from the wind and rain under the fat branches and leaves.

With Chen Feng's current cultivation, let alone rain, even if it is hail, it will not have much impact on his travel. However, it is very uncomfortable to move in wet clothes.

Chen Feng is not averse to rainy days sometimes. Cultivating in a quiet place can calm down more in the sound of rain and stimulate one's own understanding. Staring at the raindrops, the whole person seems to be drenched in the rain, looking at the passing years, full of cherishes and regrets.

Because he was not in a hurry, Chen Feng sat under the tree, and after a while, his wet clothes were dried by the fire secret power. Looking at the unfamiliar mountains in front of him, Chen Feng felt an indescribable feeling in his heart. When a person is in a foreign land, especially in a strange environment for the first time, it is easiest to reflect on oneself. After leaving home, in the face of heavy rain, he would often bring three points of self-pity and self-pity in addition to longing. As I get older, the sadness that I can't get rid of is increasing day by day. "A Sichuan tobacco, the city is full of wind and flocculents, and the plum is yellow when it rains" is said to be sorrowful, and the sorrow contained in a sigh of the real passer-over is much stronger than these verses.

There are many rivers in Nantang, and there is also a lot of rain. Rivers and rain are tightly combined, and the rivers and lakes that crisscross the east and west inject the soul of the rain. In contrast, although Red Maple Island also belongs to the south, the rain is also very violent, but if it is not at sea, the rain has no roots, just like an unrequited love of the bitter people, after a hysterical roar, can only be half dead. The rain of the Southern Tang Dynasty is a little woman who is pampered, lazy and coquettish with warmth. Even if the rain is heavier, at most the little woman is losing her temper.

Chen Feng would sigh in the face of the huge city, but he was even more fascinated by the mountains. The beauty of the lake, the green mountains of the mountains, the eaves of the wild temple, and the fragrant grass of the sandbar are mixed with the rain to sing the songs of the proud, the tears of the frustrated, and the sluggishness of the numb people.

In the distance, a few unknown wildflowers are in full bloom.

Chen Feng looked into the distance, and a zigzag river was in the distance. Looking at the fisherman in the mist, he suddenly felt nostalgia and lost his dreams. This is the most stark contrast to those hurried but high-spirited horseback boys.

When he was a child, Chen Feng had many dreams, but he never thought that he would become a secret. Now, the dream has finally been completely drowned by the torrent of reality. After many years, the young Yaoqin may be covered with dust after breaking the strings. It is difficult to unify dreams and reality, just like a forked road, once separated, there is no possibility of handover. No matter which end you strive for, you will get farther and farther away from the other.

The rain didn't stop, and in the evening, because midsummer had passed, Chen Feng couldn't help but feel a hint of autumn coolness. Chen Feng smiled bitterly, although the terrain was undulating nearby, there was no place to stay in a cave. Are you just lying on the mud floor? Chen Feng smiled bitterly. Of course, it is also possible to meditate and cultivate. But for more than ten days, Chen Feng was extremely tired.

During the day, you can still see a few figures, but now there is no one. Just when Chen Feng was annoyed about how to arrange tonight, a muffled thunder suddenly remembered.

Chen Feng looked up at the sky first, the rain had decreased, not the thunder in the sky. Looking into the distance again, there was a flash of lightning, and there was another muffled thunder, and it turned out that someone was using a secret technique or a secret weapon.

Could it be that someone is fighting? Chen Feng didn't want to wade into these troubled waters. But the sound of muffled thunder kept coming, and his ears were buzzing. Then another piercing and shrill roar struck, as if two pieces of metal were rubbing violently. The thunder flickered and flickered, and the fight was fierce.

This aroused Chen Feng's curiosity. Take a sneak peek, there should be no problem, right? Chen Feng immediately concealed his cultivation and quietly slipped over.

"Crazy Thunder, I have no grudge against you, why do you want to die like this? Even if you kill me, what good will you get? A middle-aged man in a green robe was facing away from the rock wall, staring ahead. His hair was scattered, his face was tired, his hands were clenched with two strange blades, and he viciously faced a purple-robed middle-aged man in front of him.

"Xiao Yu, you are the master of one sect, and you are still pretending to be confused, I am naturally not chasing you for the poor secret stone on your body. You know what I want! The purple-robed man stood with his hands in his hands, and he turned out to be against the man named "Thunder Maniac" with his bare hands.

"What else can I have? If you want these two ghost blades in my hand, take them. The person named "Xiao Yu" was also neat, and immediately threw the strange blade in his hand on the ground without a trace of hesitation. Both sides of this strange blade are engraved with ghost-like patterns, no wonder it is called a ghost blade.

Chen Feng secretly admired him for this. The secret weapon to save your life will be thrown away casually, and you will never suffer from gains and losses, but it will be simple. However, it's hard to say why he will end up like this. If Crazy Thunder didn't spare him, he probably wouldn't even have a chance to fight back. The sharp response in the thunder just now must have been caused by this pair of ghost blades, which was also the only way he relied on to fight the thunder madman.

"Your pair of ghost blades are rare, but I don't need them yet. Let me make it clear, have you found a secret mansion ruins? Because you can't break the ban of the secret mansion alone, now you have to go back to the door to find someone to help? ”

"How do you know?" Xiao Yu was taken aback, he didn't expect the Thunder Maniac to know his biggest secret so clearly. Now it was impossible to hide it, so he asked, "What do you want?" ”

"I'll tell you the truth, I discovered the ruins of the Secret Mansion much earlier. It's just that I don't have any sect and no door, and a few good friends are not here, so I haven't found anyone. If you go back to find someone now, won't you be robbing you of food? ”

"Thunder maniac, are you joking? Not to mention that you haven't opened the ruins of the secret mansion yet, but you have opened it, is this a grocery store to buy things, pay attention to first come, first served? The secret realm relies on means and strength, you can't protect the ruins of the secret mansion, even if you find it early, what's the use? Xiao Yu sneered, and didn't see any movement from him, and the ghost blade on the ground flew back into his hand.

"You're welcome. Die here, see how you still go to find someone! Thunder Maniac said viciously.

Only then did Chen Feng see clearly how he was facing the enemy. I saw that with a wave of his long sleeves, a strange fluctuation emanated from his body, and the surrounding space suddenly turned cyan, and with a muffled sound, Xiao Yu's surroundings were full of light, and the thunder and lightning the thickness of the baby's arm went straight to Xiao Yu's head. The thunder maniac deserves the surname of Lei, and with the secret technique alone, he can draw such a strong thunderbolt.