Three days have passed in the blink of an eye, and Fuzhou still maintains a quiet, it seems that the Qingcheng faction has given up the trouble of finding the Fuwei Dart Bureau, and according to the spies of the Fuwei Dart Bureau, there have been no strange martial arts people in Fuzhou City.

Lin Zhennan's tense heart gradually relaxed, and he regained his previous enthusiasm and boldness, only Yefeng knew in his heart that Yu Canghai would never let go of the Fuwei Dart Bureau, because this was not only related to the grievances between his master and the Fuwei Dart Bureau, but even an obsession in his heart.

Another half a month has passed, and Yu Canghai still hasn't moved, which makes Lin Zhennan a little suspicious that the night wind is not deceiving him, but he can let his son Lin Pingzhi worship under the night wind gate, even if it is a deception, he will admit it.

Now even the night wind is wondering if it is the butterfly effect caused by his arrival, after all, the beginning of the smile is the destruction of the Fuwei dart game, but if the Fuwei dart game can avoid this catastrophe, whether it is for the dart game or for the night wind, it is good news, and it will no longer be entangled if you think about it.

But now it is not far from the day when Liu Zhengfeng washed his hands, although there are still four months, but the time on the road alone is probably three months, since the ending of the Fuwei Dart Game has changed, think they should also leave.

On this day, Yefeng and others bid farewell to Lin Zhennan, and under Lin Zhennan's warm farewell, Yefeng and others took Lin Pingzhi on the road to Hengshan.

At noon, a few people came to an inn in a small town, and after lunch, they were about to take a break and continue to hurry, but Yefeng always had a feeling of uneasiness in his heart, as if he had neglected an extremely important thing, lying on the bed of the inn, feeling a little bored, so he pushed open the door and walked out, looking at the white clouds in the sky, and suddenly, a flash of inspiration.

"Oh no, it seems that Yu Canghai's delaying tactics have been fallen. ”

Thinking about it, the night wind called out a few people from Lu Dayou, and ordered: "Dayou, then you will take your junior sisters to Hengshan, and by the way, you will be optimistic about Pingzhi."

As he spoke, he looked at Lin Pingzhi: "Pingzhi, you have to listen to Uncle Lu along the way, but the basic kung fu is not allowed to fall, and you will have to check it when the time comes." ”

"Yes! "Yes, Master. ”

Lu Dayou and Lin Pingzhi responded one after another.

"But Senior Brother, what is the matter, why are you so anxious that you don't even go to Hengshan with us?" Yue Lingshan asked with some displeasure.

"Okay, I will naturally tell you what you should know, don't ask if you don't know, just remember what I just said" Night Wind turned white, Yue Lingshan said with a serious look in her eyes.

Yue Lingshan suddenly pouted, snorted, and turned her head silently.

Night Wind was in no mood to coax her now, and after saying that, he glanced at the landing and turned to leave.

"Hmph, stinky senior brother, murderer, will you ignore him in the future?"

Seeing that the night breeze didn't coax her as usual, and turned around and left, Yue Lingshan felt a little aggrieved in her heart, scolded coquettishly, and turned around and ran towards the guest room.

Fuzhou City

It turned out that they had just walked less than three hours in the night wind yesterday afternoon, and a letter was shot with a flying knife on the plaque in the main hall of the dart board.

The content of the letter shocked him, it was written by Yu Canghai, the head of the Qingcheng faction, and the general content was exactly what the night wind said, that is, for the revenge of his master Changqingzi, and before sunset, the Fuwei dart bureau removed the dart flag, smashed the signboard, and all the dart heads and runners knelt in front of the dart board by picking their own meridians, otherwise the dart board was up and down, and the chickens and dogs were not left.

After reading the letter, Lin Zhennan was really shocked and angry, on the one hand, he sent people to chase after Ye Feng and the others, while on the other hand, he gathered some darts and executioners, temporarily coping, praying that Ye Feng and them could return in time.

And Lin Pingzhi, the only son in the family, also has Huashan as a backer, so he does not lack the courage to fight.

Although the reputation of the Qingcheng faction is not small, it is only a second-rate sect on the rivers and lakes. Compared with the first-class sects of Shaolin, Wudang, Kunlun, Emei, Kongtong, and Wuyue Sword School, there is still a big gap. What's more, their Lin family is not muddy, the soldiers will block the water and cover the earth, and the Qingcheng faction wants to eat the Fuwei Dart Bureau to seize the evil sword spectrum, and they are not afraid of breaking their teeth.

But when the next morning, the body of the cook appeared strangely in the lobby of the Fuwei Dart Bureau, and the dart board didn't even know how the other party made a move. About ten steps from the door, a line of blood about an inch wide was drawn.

The cook did not have a single scar on his body, and everyone could not figure out whose blood was used in the blood in front of the door. Lin Zhennan hurriedly ordered the housekeeper and a few stewards to count the number of people to see if anyone had been poisoned. As a result, it was finally found that Lin Pingzhi's beloved horse had been killed in the stable.

Lin Zhennan was even more shocked, before the enemy found out, he died a man and a horse, and he didn't know who would be next, and suddenly, the whole dart game was panicked.

When the people in the Fuwei Dart Bureau were panicking, they suddenly heard a series of screams outside the wall, and at this time, they heard a loud shout with a Sichuan accent: "I don't know which way the master is coming?

Lin Zhennan hurriedly jumped up, jumped on the wall, and looked out, only to see a bearded man in a gray robe with black hair and a yellow face slowly pacing out of the alley.

Holding an ordinary standard long sword, with the words Qingcheng engraved on it, the blood stains on the blade of the sword have not yet dried, and it is slipping drop by drop, this middle-aged man, with a vicissitudes of life, looked at Yu Canghai with bright eyes, revealing disdain.

Yu Canghai recognized that the long sword in the hand of this middle-aged man was the saber of the disciple of Qingcheng, looked at the other party, carefully recalled the Liangzi he had knotted, and finally determined that he had never seen this middle-aged man. So he held back his anger for the time being and said, "I don't know where my Qingcheng faction offended Your Excellency......

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Before he finished speaking, he saw a flash of the long sword in the big man's hand, stabbing towards Yu Canghai, the speed was so fast, it was simply surprising, Yu Canghai was the ultimate master, and he didn't get distracted, he hurriedly drew his sword to resist, but he saw a flash of sword light, passing by his side.

"Ahh

Yu Canghai realized that the target of this man was not himself but Fang Renzhi, and his heart suddenly tightened, he found that this person did not have the slightest scruples between his actions, and his martial arts were unfathomable, and he couldn't help but say with a flash of inspiration in his mind: "You are the eldest disciple of the Huashan Sect, Ye Feng?"

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