Chapter Eighty-Seven: A Knife Goes Down

Qi Xinyue nodded beside her, she looked at Lin Feng worriedly, and then added: "None of us are stupid, we can naturally know that this is fake, but the key lies in those who don't know you, and the so-called truth of Lin Xiaoshuang's nasty ghost." ”

"She said, you are in love with other women, one is beautiful and the other is fame and fortune, so you are desperate to break away from the Lin family......"

After listening to her, Lin Feng, who originally looked very normal, suddenly covered his face with his hands, bent down and laughed lowly.

From time to time, emotion flowed from his fingers.

Lin Xiaoshuang ...... Heh, that's how she told someone about me?"

"The ungrateful Lin family, how can they have the face to say that? How dare they!"

Seeing that the situation was wrong, Li Shengda hurriedly came over and patted him on the back and comforted: "Lin Feng, don't care how those scumbags fabricate the facts, you must remember that those are not you!

After separating from the Qi family brothers and sisters, Li Shengda, Lin Feng went all the way to see Li Tianye and his grandson.

Li Tian bought a small courtyard with the little money on his body, and took Ling'er to the mountains every day to collect some medicinal materials to subsidize his family, and his life was also leisurely.

In the end, Lin Feng went to the Qin Mansion again and visited Qin An and Qin Yiming, both of them were enthusiastic about him, and they were even more embarrassed when they heard about his experience during this time.

Everything was beautiful, except for Qin Hunt, who suddenly appeared halfway.

Lin Feng was speechless in his heart, but he still pretended to be a face with a face

As if nothing had happened, he made up his mind to ignore the annoying person and walked forward quickly, he didn't want to cause trouble in the Qin Mansion.

It's a pity that the heavens didn't fulfill people's wishes, and Lin Feng, who could have been in peace and sound, was still stopped by someone.

"Is there something wrong?"

Lin Feng looked ahead without squinting, and didn't give a single look to the person next to him.

He hadn't seen this person since Qin Hunt blew himself up, and even if he had asked others about it later, very few people knew about it.

I never thought that goodbye would be such an occasion.

Qin Hunt first instructed the two servants beside him to the side, and then only he and Lin Feng were left here.

He smiled and said, "Ahem, ahem~ Lin Feng, the two of us haven't seen each other for a long time, and you are so cold to me?"

Lin Feng finally turned his gaze, he looked at the man who no longer hid his thoughts, with a cold dish in his eyes.

"There's not much to say between the two of us. ”

He could see that Qin Hunt was now at the end of his crossbow, his face was pale, his lips were purple, and his body was empty, so he was probably hanging himself with medicinal herbs now.

Among them, he has a little relationship with himself, Lin Feng didn't believe that he could talk to himself so calmly, but he was afraid that he was harboring evil intentions.

Thinking of this, Lin Feng's expression became a little impatient, he looked at Qin Zhan and wanted to say something more, and directly reached out and pushed him away.

"Don't get in the way, I'm afraid I'll not be able to help it. "Kill you.

After that, he ignored the cannibalistic gaze of the person next to him, and walked away directly.

When Lin Feng couldn't see the figure when he left, the servant in the distance walked over quickly to support the crumbling Qin Hunt and slowly walked away with him.

"How's it going?"

"Back to Gongzi, everything is going according to plan......"

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After visiting all the people in his heart, Lin Feng simply packed his things, picked up his bags and began to march towards the lost land to the west.

When passing through the town, he walked through it, and when he encountered the deserted mountains and forests, he flew with his sword freely, and along the way, Lin Feng did not worry about whether the task could be completed, and he was uncomfortable while walking.

Just half a year ago, he never imagined that one day he would be happy because of such a simple thing, and feel sufficient because of a bowl of noodles from a roadside vendor.

Halfway through, Lin Feng stopped and entered the town to find an inn to rest.

The shopkeeper is two years old, and his hands and feet are neat, and he tidied up the house in three or two clicks.

"This guest officer, everything is ready for you, just shout a small one if you have something!"

Lin Feng nodded with satisfaction, took off the Tianwen on his back and put it aside, sat down at the table, and beckoned to the shopkeeper.

"I want to ask, have any strange people come here in the recent past?"

"Forehead ......"

The shopkeeper scratched his collar and tried his best to recall the answer to Lin Feng's question.

"This, there are a lot of people coming and going in our town every day, just today, our inn is already full, what kind of cultivators, swordsmen or something, and black-clothed masked people......"

Lin Feng listened, but his eyes gently swept over the collar of the shopkeeper, and then turned to something else.

He noticed that the shopkeeper was very keen to find the glance he had just now, and then hurriedly pulled the collar and put his hand down.

Later, Lin Feng didn't ask anything more, and let him go out after rewarding the shopkeeper with a few pieces of broken silver, only staring at the man's back meaningfully several times.

It seems that tonight will not be peaceful.

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At night, Lin Feng cleaned up early and went to bed, although the sound from the room next to him was too noisy, it didn't affect his determination to fall asleep at all.

A wisp of cool night breeze came in from the wide open window, which dispersed the heat in the room, and the people on the bed slept soundly and satisfied.

Click.

With a slight sound, a shadow fell on the window lattice, followed by a pair of black cloth shoes.

The owner of the cloth shoes was very cautious, he first took out a thin tube, and blew a puff of white smoke into the house, and then, he waited patiently for a long time, reached out and threw a stone in, and carefully hid out.

Half-ringing, and seeing no noise in the room, the masked man smiled with satisfaction, dodged into the room, and walked lightly towards the bed.

The person on the bed was still sleeping soundly, and he didn't react even when the quilt was on his head, and he didn't move.

The masked man stood beside him, slowly raising the big knife in his hand above his head, and the only eyes that showed were full of viciousness.

"It's convenient for me like this, and it also saves me from waiting for blood to be splattered on the ground, so please let me scrub it tomorrow......"

He said this in a low voice, and then he didn't pause, and slashed directly.

However, the imaginary image did not come, and the touch under the knife was different from usual, and the masked man lifted the quilt with a low curse.

Sure enough, there was no one in the bed at all!

After discovering this fact, the masked man knew that he was going to return in vain today, and quickly turned around and ran towards the window.

It's a pity that it was too late, behind him, Lin Feng had already been waiting for a long time.

"You're too stupid, I've been standing behind you for a while, and you just noticed?"