Chapter Forty-Eight: The People Are Like the Wind

The breeze blows in the twilight of spring, and the faint sunlight shines down, and what should have been a quiet forest is now extremely turbulent. Please use this site. In the woods, there were constantly figures flickering, the rustle of branches and leaves rubbing against each other could not stop coming, and groups of early or still nesting birds were alarmed, and flocks flew towards the sky, hoping to avoid the sudden "disaster".

Among the trees, burly black figures kept jumping on one big tree after another, chasing the man shrouded in rough armor. His movements were swift and ferocious, but no matter how fast he sped up, he still couldn't touch the figure he had been chasing, the figure was so sensitive, like a slippery fish, it would always slip away from his hand without even noticing.

On the ground, Xiang Yan chased after the two figures. Since the power of the three-step medicine in her was not yet complete, she could not fully exert her strength, and could only follow the two people on the tree as best she could on the ground. But just as she was thinking about how to keep up with the two of them, she suddenly found that the two people in the tree had stopped chasing each other for some time.

The birds, which were still fluttering their wings in a panic, suddenly fell silent and flew back into the woods. At this moment, the atmosphere in the woods was a little mysterious.

"You're the blame thief Yifeng?!" The black-clothed Khan asked, a surprise coming from his words.

"Oh? Who is Efeng? I don't know! On the trunk, the leader of the robbers in armor deliberately put on a puzzled expression. Just using his rugged face to put on this kind of expression, how awkward it looks.

In the face of his doubts, the black-clothed giant Khan was just silent.

No one answered his joke, so he stopped putting on that expression and asked with a smile, "How do you judge that I am Yifeng?" ”

"Who else in the world except you Yifeng would have this lost peerless light skill - the wind for nine days?" The voice of the black-clothed giant sweat was very calm, and the previous surprise had been buried deep in his heart.

"Hehe, I really can't hide it from you."

"And how long are you going to wear this mask?"

As the sound of the black-clothed sweat fell, the man standing on the trunk of the tree did not hesitate to reach under his neck, and then gently pulled, and the rugged face and the short straight black hair fell off. Now that the other party already knows that the person in front of him is not his true face, there is no need to continue to hide. He then stripped off the heavy, rough set of armor from his body. His disguise is really in place, and he even wears human skins on his hands.

It's just that when he just took off the disguise of his whole body, it was just when Xiang Yantian arrived. So, again, she was shocked. She had to be shocked because it was the first time she had seen someone so perfectly disguised. Except when she was unconscious, they were almost skin-to-skin in the cell alone, but despite this, she didn't notice anything unusual about him. In just a few days, she was surprised twice by the appearance of a person. The first time was under the starry sky, the flower thief who attacked the village at night, and the second was the man in front of him who was called the strange thief Yifeng.

The breeze blew, and the black robe that was still hidden under the armor swayed like a child who had been suppressed for a long time to stretch his muscles. The human skin mask was taken off, the man stood on the trunk of the tree and shook his head gently, the long black hair moved with it, and the handsome and chic face of melon seeds was as white as a woman, if it weren't for the corners of his mouth that often hooked up a playful smile, the feeling he gave could really be described as elegant as a fairy (that would be almost the same as the temperament of our big brother Yan Qing ^-^).

His eyes stared at the handsome face on the trunk of the tree, and Xiang Yan's willow-like eyebrows furrowed slightly. For some reason, she looked at the face in front of her and suddenly had a feeling of disgust, how similar it was to her feeling for the flower thief, the same handsome face, the same smile that was incomparably similar, but it was really not the same person.

"So, do you know why I'm called 'Efuze'?" Playing with the delicate sword in his hand, his deep eyes stared at Xiang Yantian on the ground, but directly ignored the black-clothed giant sweat not far from him.

"Haha, Yifeng Yifeng, Yiren is like the wind......" Before Xiang Yantian could react, he suddenly smiled and said, "It's fleeting, like the wind dissipating......"

It's just that his smile at this time fell in Xiang Yantian's eyes, but it made her feel a trace of inexplicable meaning. But, just a moment later, she felt it was her own delusion. Because Yi Feng on the trunk of the tree hooked the corners of his mouth again at this time, revealing that smile that made her extremely disgusted.

"Little beauty, you better follow me, it's better than following this reckless man, right?" Although he used a questioning tone, his words fell on Xiang Yantian's ears, and she refused to think that his words would be asking herself.

Sure enough, as soon as he finished saying this, he flew down from the tree and leaned directly towards Xiang Yan. His speed was extremely fast, and coupled with his peculiar footwork, he easily flashed the interception of the black-clothed giant sweat and directly pasted it in front of Xiang Yantian.

Facing this face up close again, even though it was very different from before, she still felt the same way about this face as before, and could only be described in two words - disgust! As Yi Feng got closer, she subconsciously wanted to retreat, but helplessly, the medicinal properties of the three steps were still continuing, even if her brain's reaction was fast enough, her body couldn't keep up at all. So, she wanted to stay away from him, but the already small distance had shrunk to almost nothing, and the tip of his nose was almost touching her face!

Facing a strange man who felt bad about herself at such a close distance, she couldn't help but exert all her strength and retreated desperately. But the Yi Feng in front of him was clinging to it like a maggot on the tarsal bone. Tilting her face to the side slightly, she slowly clenched her fists, ready to punch him directly in the face! She didn't want to care what would happen to the other party's unusually handsome face, so light, it was him who hit him!

However, she hadn't made a move yet, but Yi Feng did it faster than herself. A smile tugged at the corners of his mouth, and his right hand wrapped his right hand directly around her waist, and then his voice drifted softly into her ears.

"Little beauty, you better come with me, there will be a surprise!"

Dressed lightly, black and white, he seemed to be stepping on the wind, hugging Xiang Yan and leaning one step onto the top of the tree.

"Stop!" The black-clothed giant sweat shouted loudly, and wanted to run away to Yifeng.

In the sky, Yi Feng didn't look back, and threw it directly with his backhand, and a handful of lilac powder turned into a mist and fell towards the ground.

"This is poisonous wisteria smoke!"

After saying this, Yi Feng didn't stop at all, and walked away with Xiang Yan in his arms.

On the ground, only the black-clothed Khan, who had dodged to the side, waved his fists with great remorse.