Chapter 362: Borrowing the Sword

The carriage that Zhao Xuanchen was sitting in followed the carriage that Ling Shaofeng was sitting in, and galloped out in the direction of the south gate, and hundreds of black-clothed secret guards secretly followed behind Zhao Xuanchen's carriage, just to protect the safety of King Chen. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

Suddenly, Zhao Xuanchen came back to his senses violently, secretly screamed in his heart, adjusted the tiger's plan to leave the mountain, and roared loudly to stop the guards who were driving the car, "Don't chase it, go back to the post station immediately, and have no intention of taking people to chase the carriage!" ”

When the guard heard Zhao Xuanchen's order, he immediately tightened the reins, sounded a few neighing horses in the early morning, and then turned his horse's head and ran in the direction of the post station where King Feng lived.

The unintentional and vigorous figure jumped out of the carriage, leading the ten secret guards who appeared in the shadows, and chased the carriage with wonderful light skills.

Most of the secret guards followed the carriage and returned to all the post stations of King Feng.

The carriage galloped away, breaking the silence of the early morning, and suddenly, a group of black-clothed and masked assassins appeared out of thin air, carrying shining swords and flying towards the carriage where Zhao Xuanchen was sitting, "Take your life!" ”

"Protect the prince!" The guard shouted as he dodged the oncoming sword, and the reins of his grip shook one of them out with internal force, and a long whip wrapped around the enemy's neck as if consciously, and strangled the assassin with a hard pull.

At the same time as dozens of black-clothed assassins appeared, the secret guard who was secretly protecting King Chen suddenly appeared, like a sharp sword unsheathed, instantly stopping all the assassins who attacked Ma Hua.

"The master is seated." The long whip of the guard struck the horse's buttocks fiercely, and the horse ran wildly in pain, and in an instant rushed out of the black-clothed man and galloped away.

The black-clothed assassin was shocked when he saw the carriage that broke out, and he didn't care why there were so many secret guards, so he desperately broke through the obstruction of the secret guards of King Chen's mansion and chased after King Chen in the carriage that was far away.

The secret guards under Zhao Xuanchen are all trained killers, and their kung fu is more than a star and a half higher than that of the assassins, leaving some of the secret guards to deal with these vicious assassins, while the other group of people chase after Zhao Xuanchen and secretly protect their masters who have lost their minds.

On the other side, in the small courtyard of the post station where King Feng temporarily lived, Ling Shaofeng, whose long red hair was casually tied into a ponytail by a ribbon, was wearing a simple and weak dark red robe, black boots on his feet, and casually took the veil handed by his grandmother to cover his sexy lips.

The charming little face was mostly hidden, but it still couldn't stop the charm of the natural beauty and contradictory innocence, as well as the indifferent and pale look.

"Miss Ling, your eyes are too beautiful, and your long red hair is too visible, it's better to hide it, otherwise, it will be easy to be discovered."

Ling Shaofeng knew that this grandmother was right, so he glanced at the Feng King who was sitting in the room without avoiding suspicion, and clasped his fists with both hands and saluted the Feng King, who had saved her life.

"Shaofeng thanked King Feng for his kindness and help, and Shaofeng wanted to ask Phoenix for one more thing before leaving!"

Ling Shaofeng doesn't know yet, she is very likely, or rather, King Feng has passed the blood test, confirming that she Ling Shaofeng is actually the daughter of King Feng, who let King Feng take the blood test when she was unconscious, and when she woke up, she has been facing King Feng's silver mask, there is a handsome face that is similar to five points under the mask, Ling Shaofeng has no chance to see it!

King Feng's eyes when he looked at the red-haired and coquettish Ling Shaofeng in front of him were very complicated, there were joy, pain, emotion, sadness, anger, hope, all the complicated feelings were well hidden in his heart, and when he raised his eyes, when Ling Shaofeng looked at each other, there was only the same coldness in his eyes.

"Say!"

The forty-year-old grandmother is the person next to King Feng, and she has been with King Feng for decades, and her excited eyes secretly look at the little master who is as good as the master, and she is extremely happy in her heart, but she is still very sad when she sees the long red hair and the cold breath all over her body.

What bleak things has the little master experienced to become so indifferent, those cold eyes are exactly the same as the master who has fought thousands of bloody battles, how can she not feel distressed, but now is not the time for the master and the little master to recognize each other.

Ling Shaofeng looked at the indifferent eyes under the mask of King Feng, and plucked up his courage to say, "Little woman, I hope to borrow the Dragon Yin Sword of Xichu to use it, and when the little woman finishes using it, she will definitely return it to the prince!" ”

Originally, Ling Shaofeng still wanted to find an opportunity to come to the post house to steal the Dragon Yin Sword, of course, with her current kung fu and ability, she had no chance of winning against the unfathomable Feng King, but didn't there be a chance to borrow it face-to-face now? Then she didn't want to waste it.

King Feng looked at the only daughter in front of him with an unpredictable expression, thinking about the clue that Huiyuan's old bald donkey said, it was this daughter, did that mean that as long as she gave her the Long Yin Sword, she would be able to take him to find her lover who had been missing for more than ten years.

From the moment King Feng saw Ling Shaofeng's true face, he was ten percent sure that Ling Shaofeng was the daughter of the person who had been missing for more than ten years, and nine times out of ten he was his daughter, so King Feng didn't even ask Ling Shaofeng a question, and he had already decided the way forward.

"I can lend it to you, but you have to tell me, what do you want the Dragon Yin Sword for?"

Ling Shaofeng's cold gaze calmly met the cold gaze of King Feng, seeing that King Feng's eyes were clear, without any superfluous emotions, a little frustrated, thinking of King Feng's unfathomable martial arts, he knew that if he grabbed hard, he would definitely not work, so he could only tell the truth.

"I don't know if King Feng has heard of "Feng Ming Decision", it is said that "Feng Ming Decision", which has been missing for hundreds of years, can continue to connect the meridians and restore the internal strength of martial arts. King Feng may have heard that King Chen is not good at practicing martial arts, and it is all for me, no matter what my marriage with King Chen is today, I have to find "Feng Ming Decision" in order to continue the meridian and restore martial arts. ”

Ling Shaofeng didn't know why, he believed very much that the mysterious Feng King in front of him said the gaze of the dragon sword in one go, and he felt a lot more relaxed in his heart.

"King Feng, can you lend me the Dragon Yin Sword?"

Feng King Chu Nantian quietly looked at the girl standing proudly in front of him, and there was a kind of pride and pride in his heart, this was his Chu Nantian's daughter, and sure enough, she was a strange woman with affection and righteousness.

"Borrow, of course you can, but, if this king is not mistaken, if you want to get "Feng Ming Decision", you need two other things, one is the dragon and phoenix mandarin duck blood jade pendant of Dongzhao, it is said that the phoenix jade is on you, and the dragon jade is in the hands of King Chen, and there is also the blood of the saint of Nanwei, and the saint of Nanwei has been missing for more than ten years, and no one knows where she is, where do you go to get her blood?" (To be continued.) )