The knock on the door became more and more urgent, and Yi Feng's brows furrowed even tighter. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Before coming to the firewood house, the family had already said that it was for the sake of fellow Korean compatriots that they would let him stay in the firewood room for one night, and during this period he would not provide anything to eat or drink, nor would he step into the firewood room for half a step.

If it weren't the head of the household, who would it be in the middle of the night?

Yi Feng stood up from the firewood, he took the long sword and opened the door carefully.

I saw a rugged man in coarse linen clothes and a stubble face standing outside, who was Qin Yong, the head of the household who took him in and lived here.

Yi Feng looked at Qin Yong carrying a lantern, and a bowl of hot rice in his hand, and said in surprise: "Brother Qin, what is this doing." ”

Qin Yonghan laughed a few times and apologized: "What I said in the afternoon was too heavy, I hope the little brother doesn't mind, we are all Korean comrades, not outsiders." I came to apologize to you, this is your sister-in-law's just made noodles that are still hot! It's freezing in this firewood room, you can eat it quickly, and it's so warm. ”

A hint of sharpness flashed in Yi Feng's eyes, he smiled and took the hot rice in Qin Yong's hand, and thanked: "Thank you, Brother Qin!" I'll definitely finish it. ”

Qin Yong nodded with a smile and said, "Then I won't bother you, you eat while it's hot." ”

Yi Feng let out a soft "en", he walked into the room and put the bowl of hot rice on the ground, a sneer appeared on his lips in the dark night.

"Zheng"

The sound of swords pierced the darkness, and the smell of gunpowder filled the periphery of the originally lonely firewood room in an instant.

Yi Feng's expression was cold, and the steps he had just taken were instantly retracted. In the dark night, I saw him slowly draw the long sword in his hand, standing alone and arrogant.

A cloud of darkness surged outside the small firewood room, and the sword intent that exuded a hissing cold light suddenly became more and more obvious with the appearance of more than a dozen figures.

"You're not the one who caught the net?" Yi Feng stared at the costumes of those people, although he couldn't really see their faces, but in essence, he felt that these people were not the killers of the Netting Organization.

"Childe, please come with us." The first person said coldly.

"Why should I listen to you? What about Brother Qin who just brought me food? ”

"You'd better worry about yourself!"

Yi Feng's pupils shrank tightly, although these people were different from the Net Killer, the killing intent on their bodies was no better than that of the Net Killer.

"Who are you, I have no grudge against you, why do you want to kill me."

The group of men in black in the dark suddenly laughed together, only to hear the leader say, "Do you still need a reason to kill?" Your presence here today means that your time of death has come. ”

"There are many people in the world who want me to die, but if you want my life, then show your real skills."

"Boom"

The tumbling air wave erupted, and a wail sounded in the wooden house, and Yi Feng couldn't help but slap his palm, hitting several black-clothed people who were lightly attacked.

Suddenly, a passage suddenly poured out of the wooden house, and Yi Feng rushed out of the wooden house, only to hear a sudden sound of a sword in his hand in the dark night. Several cold rays of light came overwhelmingly, and immediately swept towards the group of black-clothed people.

The black-clothed man in the lead took out his long sword at the moment, moved his footsteps, and danced with the long sword in his hand, and he had already taken over Yi Feng's trick in a short time.

Yi Feng's eyes reflected the figure of that person, he raised his sword and flew and stabbed, the waves rolled and the air trembled.

The man in black was taken aback, as if he didn't expect Yi Feng to suddenly attack him, he was on tiptoe at the moment, and his body quickly retreated.

It's just that no matter how quickly he retreats, the long sword in Yi Feng's hand seems to follow him as if he is frozen.

The black-clothed man's eyes immediately had a trace of panic, seeing that he was about to be injured by Yi Feng's sword, the other black-clothed people around him immediately flew and pounced, the sword light and sword shadow flashed a few times, and Yi Feng's originally flying body stopped instantly.

The man in black at the head suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and he stood in the thick night, panting slowly.

"Who is your master, and how do you know that I live here?" Yi Feng's cold voice pierced every eardrum of the people present like a cold arrow.

He couldn't understand why he would cause trouble when he first arrived in the territory of South Korea, since these people were not snare killers, and their skills were really ordinary, if they were not instructed by anyone, they would not dare to do such an incident with their skills.

Within the Seven Kingdoms, except for the Luo Net Organization spread all over the Seven Kingdoms, there were only peasant disciples.

Ben came to South Korea, Yi Feng has always been worried about whether he will meet the people of the Netting Organization, and he was really surprised that he had no trouble all the way.

It's just that what he didn't expect was that the Luo Wang Organization didn't send anyone to kill him, and there were other mysterious organizations in the rivers and lakes who wanted his life.

Since they kill people without blinking, then why should they show mercy to their subordinates!

"Ahh

A trace of blood flew in the air, and in the dark night, the long sword in Yi Feng's hand seemed to have turned into a deadly demon, and sword after sword took several lives.

The only remaining people in black looked at the bloody demon as if dumbfounded.

A hint of timidity suddenly sprouted in their hearts, and their arms trembled faintly.

It's just that these fell in Yi Feng's eyes, as if he hadn't seen it, he still took an arrow step, and with a flash of cold light, the long sword was once again inserted into the abdomen of a man in black.

Yi Feng slammed the drooping body, and his gaze fell on the black-clothed man who was the leader.

The black-clothed man shuddered, and his body shrank back suddenly, as if he was about to turn and run away, but before he could take a single step, the sky-breaking sword with the cold wind slashed past him and nailed to the wooden house.

The man in black sat down at the moment, and the fear of death in his pupils could not be concealed.

Yi Feng walked to his side, took off his veil, his cold gaze seemed to be able to pierce people's hearts, and he said word by word: "Who is your master?" ”

The man in black saw Yi Feng's murderous aura all over his body, his body trembled with fright, and he used that trembling voice to say intermittently: "Ten, ten sons spare their lives, I said, I all said, yes, it was Han Yu Gongzi who asked us to kill you." ”

Yi Feng's body shook, he suddenly grabbed the man's neck with one hand, the strength of his hand tightened, and asked loudly, "You are talking nonsense." ”

The man in black felt that his breathing was getting harder and harder, but his hoarse voice still reached Yi Feng's eardrums.

"The villain didn't dare to lie, Han Yu Gongzi personally ordered the 'Tongshan' organization, once the figure of the tenth prince was found in South Korea, he would be killed immediately."

Yi Feng felt like five thunderbolts in his head, he let go of his palm, and the man in black felt a sudden loosening of his neck, and immediately got up and ran away.

Under the dark night, Yi Feng sat on the ground, as if blending with the night, not moving.