After staring at him like this for a long time, the woman chuckled and said, "Don't pretend, I know you didn't sleep." ”

Feng Xiaohan breathed evenly, closed his eyes, and didn't make any movements.

"Not long ago, I was told that that person was protecting you and became your personal bodyguard, so I rushed from Kyoto to settle an old score with him, and by the way, to see what kind of little guy would keep that arrogant guy protected. ”

The woman pulled the strands of hair that the wind ripped behind her ears, and this picture is also very beautiful, beautiful and moving, as if she is not pulling the hair, but the heartstrings of others.

She looked at Feng Xiaohan and said, "But when I came here, the guy who informed me of the news said that the person was injured by him and was hiding in Qingzhu Peak to recuperate. But I can't break into Changmingzong, so I can only wait at the bottom of the mountain, but I didn't expect to wait for you. ”

Feng Xiaohan opened his eyes, but did not speak.

The woman glanced at the sword on his back and chuckled: "Our old accounts can't be said clearly, since you are the one he wants to protect even if he is injured, then it is good for me to ask for some interest on you first." ”

She said this without the slightest emotional fluctuation, and her tone was calm and seemed to be taken for granted.

But even though the other party's expression did not change, Feng Xiaohan still noticed the change in her eyes, which contained endless complex emotions, and couldn't help but be a little surprised.

Obviously, the so-called old scores between the two are not some unforgettable hatred.

Since there is no hatred, what made her come from thousands of miles away?

"Because I hate him. ”

The woman seemed to see his doubts, smiled bitterly, and said, "You are only a teenager, and you don't understand what you said." ”

In the past, there was no hatred, how could there be hatred?

Feng Xiaohan still didn't understand, but he still didn't speak, just looked at her quietly.

The woman calmed down, the sadness was gone, and all that was left was peerless elegance, her eyes fell on Feng Xiaohan's arm, and she said with a smile: "I want to keep one of your arms as interest for him to deceive me back then, are you willing?"

Feng Xiaohan's heart suddenly tightened, and even the air around him was much thicker, obviously locked by the other party's divine sense.

"Nothing like this has ever happened in a place where I've lived before. ”

Feng Xiaohan finally spoke, and said slowly: "So I don't understand why the two of you have a grudge against me. ”

The woman said seriously: "He is protecting you, so I plan to humiliate him by hurting you, so that he will feel a little sad, and I may be happier." ”

Feng Xiaohan sneered and said, "It seems that you and that old beggar are also old acquaintances, so you should know what kind of personality this old bastard is." He'll definitely tell me it's a good thing. ”

The woman asked curiously, "Why?"

"Because then I can wantonly exaggerate today's events in front of the girls, and make myself a tragic image, so that they can sympathize with me, and finally win their hearts. ”

Feng Xiaohan thought for a while, and then added: "He may be very happy to hear that a beauty like you is looking for him." ”

The woman was silent for a while, and said: "Maybe, he may really think so, but I have to admit that he still has some chivalrous heart in his cheap bones, and if you end up with a broken arm because of his old things, you will definitely have some regrets in your heart." ”

"And as long as I can make him feel something negative, I'll do something like that. ”

"Because I'm here to settle accounts, and that's the interest he owes me. ”

The woman's gaze gradually became firm, and her eyes staring at Feng Xiaohan became brighter and brighter.

Apparently convinced himself.

Feng Xiaohan felt a little more pressure, and suddenly thought of a few stories he had seen in the book, the heroine in the story was very similar to her current state, so he said: "You shouldn't be his old lover, you were dumped in the end." ”

When the woman's expression changed when she heard this, she slapped the case, her eyes suddenly became sharper, and Feng Xiaohan's face hurt like a sharp sword.

The wooden table placed under the willow tree was crushed into powder by her palm, and the frightened old woman who was making wontons in the house hurriedly hid in the inner room and shivered.

The woman took a deep breath, and the wind rose in the alley, and the air around her gathered here with her inhalation.

Feng Xiaohan sat still in place, his expression unchanged, Tairuo natural.

After a long while, the woman slowly relaxed, exhaled the breath, and the air flow that had just gathered was pushed out again, forming a small whirlpool at the mouth of the alley.

"You are worthy of being a teenager who has been with him for so long, and you have also been taught badly by him, and you speak so angrily. ”

The woman's face was expressionless, and she said, "I don't want to talk to you anymore, I'm going to do it, are you ready?"

Feng Xiaohan thought for a while and said, "Won't you take my life?"

The woman said lightly: "Kill you, how can you go back and tell him who did it?"

Feng Xiaohan began to accumulate sword intent from sitting on the threshold and eating wontons, and now the sword intent has been completed, just waiting for a shocking sword to erupt after it is unsheathed.

"I'm a hunter and I've never missed a hunt, except for the fact that I'm not allowed to kill my fellow disciples in Changming, and no one has survived the target I've been aiming at so far. ”

He laughed, got up and patted the ashes on his buttocks, and said seriously: "You said you wouldn't kill me, but please remember that I will kill you desperately." ”

The woman stood with her hands in her hands and sneered: "It seems that the old beggar didn't tell you that hard work can indeed increase the chances of winning, but sometimes it's just an egg hitting a stone, you can try it." ”

She just stood there, sneering, she didn't do anything, she didn't even deliberately raise her breath, but the whole person was like a deep mountain.

It's hard to imagine how her delicate body could have given birth to a sense of majesty.

Feng Xiaohan untied the sword from his back, held the hilt of the sword in his right hand, held the scabbard in his left hand, his waist and back were straight, and his eyes were as sharp as the wolf fangs on his neck refracted a terrifying light.

His hands were pulled apart to the sides, and the long sword was unsheathed by an inch, and the snowy edge lit up the alley.

The woman stood there, like a mountain, unshakable.

Feng Xiaohan's sword was halfway out, and the uneven sword body reappeared in the world, and the sword roared like a dragon's roar, wanting to drink blood.

The woman's smile narrowed, she had seen countless famous sword treasures in the world, her experience and vision were naturally lofty, and she had seen countless swords that were harder and sharper than this sword.

But it's rare to see a swordsman so close to the sword itself.

Feng Xiaohan and the sword were like one, and the potholes on the hilt of the sword looked extremely uncomfortable to hold, but they could fit perfectly with his hand, as if they were tailor-made for him.

The woman asked, "What's the name of this sword?"

"Wild Sword!"

The sword is like a wasteland wilderness, full of brutal power, and it is a good sword. Feng Xiaohan is perfectly synchronized with its breath, she is a good seedling, if she is seen by the woman's brother, she will definitely praise it, but it is a pity that she is not a person who cherishes talents.

Feng Xiaohan's sword was completely unsheathed, and the brutal sword intent and bloodthirsty terrifying aura rushed to his face, and the momentum was compelling, if he changed to an ordinary Bai surname, he was afraid that he would be in a trance, and then run away screaming.

The woman's eyebrows furrowed and she asked, "What kind of sword is this?"

"Heart Sword!"

"What sword are you going to use next?"

"Shanshui Sword!"

The two of them asked and answered, just like two old friends who were discussing the Tao, telling each other their next means.

Feng Xiaohan didn't mean to hide it, because it didn't make sense.

The first time the woman asked the name of the sword, the second time she asked about the sword intent, and the third time she asked about the sword move.

Next, she asked about the sword position.

"What do you want to do?"

"Try to spell it out. ”

Between questions and answers, he frankly told the other party that he would use the most violent sword momentum.

With the desolate sword, he borrowed the sword intent of the heart, performed the landscape sword move, and launched a fierce sword momentum with the ferocious outlaw fighting style.

The corners of the woman's mouth hooked up a slight arc, and she said in her heart: "Sure enough, it is the spiritual realm, and the experience is shallow." is worthy of being a teenager, and his blood is strong. ”

This method can be said to be the stupidest method, in the face of this situation, if people like Chen Feng, Lou Qianshan, Chen Tang, and Old Beggar stand in the perspective of the cultivators of the Spirit Transformation Realm, there are at least seven or more ways to break the situation.

And they will definitely not choose this way, because they all know that when there is a huge disparity in cultivation, it is the next policy to fight hard with full courage.

Feng Xiaohan's long sword danced, enveloping the momentum of the mountains and rivers, and the sharp sword qi seemed to flow down from the nine clouds.

"This landscape sword has exhausted its essence, which is very good. ”

The woman praised it, stretched out her two fingers and casually clamped the blade of the sword that was advancing forward.

The sword stopped a foot in front of the woman, unable to advance an inch, and the sword qi in the sky turned into nothingness in an instant.

The invincible Luzhou Landscape Sword was casually broken by the woman, but he was not surprised.

The old beggar is a master of cultivation, and he is also a master in today's world, and he can definitely be named a god general in the Tang Dynasty.

The woman dared to come to him for trouble, and she was naturally confident that she could fight with him, so how could Feng Xiaohan be her opponent?

Feng Xiaohan's eyes froze, and he tried his best, and all his vitality poured towards the long sword.

After the tip of the sword moved forward half an inch here, it could no longer move forward.

The woman's face changed slightly, although her two-finger strength was not extremely strong, it was enough to suppress the cultivators who had completed the spiritual realm.

And Feng Xiaohan turned into a spiritual realm in the realm, and she could still advance an inch, how could she not be surprised?

"It seems that you do have something extraordinary, that negative man is hiding in Qingzhu Peak, you should also be a disciple of Qingzhu Peak's inner mountain. ”

The woman glanced at the waist plate engraved with bamboo leaves on his waist, and said, "Changming is really a famous and authentic sect, and the inner mountain disciple is so strong. ”

Feng Xiaohan's strength in his hand did not decrease, and he said slowly: "This is the third thing you said wrong today, I am Changming's closed disciple, under the tutelage of Chen Feng, my name is Feng Xiaohan, and my name is Guo Mingzhe." ”

The woman raised her eyebrows, obviously she didn't expect him to be able to speak when he was exerting all his vitality, obviously she still had the strength to spare, and she couldn't help but ask curiously: "What are the other two things?"

"First, the old beggar is indeed protecting me, but not my personal bodyguard, but my dog's leg. ”

Feng Xiaohan said seriously: "Second, he is indeed injured, but he has long recovered, and now he is not recuperating, but after the last battle with the mysterious man, he has a feeling and is meditating behind closed doors." ”

After thinking about it, he said, "Actually, I don't think you can succeed today. ”

"Why?"

"Because you lied, you didn't kill me to disgust the old beggar, but because ......"

Feng Xiaohan's eyes were bright, with a confident smile on his mouth, and he said, "You don't dare to kill me." ”

......

......

The autumn breeze is bleak and the chill is rising.

At this time, the sun is in the sky, and the sky is clear, it should be a good day to go out happily.

But the woman in purple in the alley was in a bad mood.

Because of what the wild boy said in front of her, she was very unhappy.

"Or don't dare to let me die because of you, so if you are desperate to abolish me, then I will die in front of you, and then you will not be able to wash yourself by jumping into the Yellow River. ”

"What do you think Changming will do?"

Feng Xiaohan smiled harmlessly.

The smile is very innocent, and it can even be said that it is a little immature.

This is the expression he uses to play with his prey.

"Anyway, when the time comes, it will definitely make you feel unhappy and have a good time. ”