"But how do they know that I am in the Western Regions? Is there something exposed?" Ye Feng said with a little apprehension in his heart, you must know that this trip to the Western Regions, except for Ye Feng who showed his true face because of his injury in the Zhang family, he has always been cautious in other places, and he did not dare to be careless at all, and he showed people with his disguised face.

After all, he offended the King Kong Temple this time, if his true identity was exposed, wouldn't it... Thinking of this, Night Wind felt unconfident in his plan for the first time, and carefully reflected on his actions.

Suddenly, his mind lit up, and his eyes showed a trace of remorse: "Careless, it should have been exposed by forcibly killing Damu in the King Kong Temple." ”

You must know that Da Mu, as a true disciple of the King Kong Temple, can be said to have an extremely noble status in the Western Regions Martial Arts, except for the life and death enemies, he will not risk his life to kill him, not to mention that he will face the pursuit of the King Kong Temple in the future.

If there is no deep hatred between each other, who would do this? And the first thing Night Wind did when he came to the Western Regions was to break into the Vajra Temple at night and forcibly kill Damu in the pagoda, and if there is no connection between them, I am afraid that no one will believe it.

Although the King Kong Temple may not guess that it is the night wind, after all, the King Kong Temple does not know much about the Central Plains martial arts, but the Sun and Moon Divine Sect is not sure, especially Ren Yingying, who has the scheming of the city government, if it corresponds to the news of his retreat on Huashan, the answer is even more imminent.

Thinking of this, for the first time, he felt deep regret for not killing Ren Yingying.

"It seems that the Western Regions can't stay, otherwise if his identity is exposed, it will cause a battle between the sects of Huashan and King Kong Temple, which is not what he wants to see, so he can only cheapen those bald donkeys for the time being!"

Night Wind's eyes flashed with cold light, and he thought reluctantly.

Looking at Ling Hu Chong, who was already asleep on the bed, he shook his head with some envy, and after leaving a letter, his figure swayed slightly and disappeared into the guest room.

In March, it is the season of recovery.

Xinyang Prefecture, located in the south of Yuzhou, connects Wanzhou in the east and Ezhou in the south, is the main transportation point of the three states, and is one of the important strategic places between the Jianghuai River and the Han River. This state has abundant food, prosperous commerce, a gathering of celebrities and scholars, and a strong cultural heritage.

On this day, on the official road leading to Xinyang City, a tall man in green clothes was hurrying forward, it was the night wind who left the Western Regions and returned to the Central Plains.

And in order to avoid the spies of the Sun and Moon God Sect, he slept on the wind and slept along the way, and chose some uninhabited paths to walk, after all, this trip was to get the antidote to the Three Corpse Brain Divine Pill from the mouth of Ren Xing, and to rescue Ling Hu Chong, the less people can know about it, the better.

Since Linghu Chong learned that the last time he saw Ren Yingying was in Xinyang City, Night Wind came non-stop, seeing that it was getting closer and closer to Xinyang City, Night Wind was moved, and he used the technique of easy bones, and in a blink of an eye, he changed from an eight-foot-tall man to a handsome young man who seemed to have no martial arts, although he was still tall, he was slightly thin.

took out a white folding fan from the package, fanned it, closed the fan, disguised as a scholar, and entered Xinyang City with the crowd.

Entering the city, the night breeze looked at the vendors on both sides of the street from time to time, the crowd looked like one after another, his brows furrowed slightly, so many people, such a big Xinyang City, how should he find it, and the Huashan faction did not set up a stronghold in Xinyang Prefecture, thinking of this, his heart was slightly irritable, and he couldn't help but keep looking around, suddenly, his eyes lit up, raised his head and walked towards the inn not far in front.

After all, don't you say it all? Inns and restaurants are the best places for intelligence sources.

Entering the inn, under the leadership of Xiao Er, Ye Feng chose a table near the window and sat down, asked for some wine and food, and began to pour himself a drink, while drinking wine, he listened to the high-rollers in the inn tell the secrets of the rivers and lakes.

But after listening to it for a long time, there was no news about Ren Yingying and Ren Xing.

"Could it be that they have already left Xinyang City?" Ye Feng said suspiciously, but although he didn't get any news of Ren Wuxing and others, Ye Feng still heard a lot of secrets on the rivers and lakes, what Huashan Qingfeng swordsman Tao Jun singled out Miyun Thirteen Villages, the new head of the Qingcheng faction will hold a succession ceremony for the new head on the thirteenth of next month, and Master Huineng of Shaolin was killed in the suburbs of Kaifeng, Henan, etc.

Until the night gradually darkened, he still didn't get any information about the whereabouts of Ren Yingying and the others from the people in the rivers and lakes who came and went in the inn. There was a faint disappointment in my heart.

"It seems that I can only wait until tomorrow to see it!" After thinking about it, the night breeze beckoned Xiao Er to open an upper room, and went upstairs to prepare to start resting!

Now it's getting late, I can only rest for one night, and wait tomorrow to see if I can get something, after all, although I learned from Ling Hu Chong's mouth that Ren Yingying was in Xinyang City, Xinyang City is so big, he can't find it for a while, not to mention that more than half a month has passed, who knows if Ren Yingying has left here.

So even if the time was relatively tight, Ye Feng didn't plan to look for it aimlessly, went upstairs and entered the guest room, he sat cross-legged on the bed and began to carry the luck method on the Zixia True Scripture, constantly refining his true qi.

Since digesting the inner strength of the abbot of the Vajra Temple, the true qi of the night wind has increased by nearly one-tenth, but this one-tenth of the true qi has always been inferior to the true qi from his penance.

Moreover, in terms of quality, it is not as pure as Zixia's true qi, so in order to consolidate its own true qi quality as soon as possible and restore its combat effectiveness, Night Wind's cultivation during this period is extremely diligent.

In the blink of an eye, after nine weeks of running, Night Wind opened his eyes, exhaled a breath of turbidity, and was ready to start resting.

At this moment, the sound of clothes breaking through the air came from the roof, the night wind was suddenly startled, got up and went to the ground, picked up the folding fan, pushed open the window, and the figure flickered, went up to the roof, looked at a few black shadows in the distance, performed light skills, and followed.

The night is low, a crescent moon has already risen into the sky, and the starlight is dotted in the twilight, which looks particularly bright.

The night wind followed behind a few people, flying all the way towards the walls of Xinyang City.

"Is this going out of town?"

When they came to the city wall, several people stopped suddenly, and one of the black shadows let out a cry like a night owl, and after a while, a rope was released from the city wall, and several black shadows grabbed the rope, and a few fell and disappeared on the city wall in a blink of an eye.

Night Wind looked at the moment when the black shadow disappeared, becoming more and more curious, stomped on his feet, and the figure instantly rose to the sky, like a flying Hong, and rushed directly to the city wall in a blink of an eye, and continued to chase after several people.

Seeing that it was getting farther and farther away from Xinyang City, suddenly, Night Wind heard the sound of weapons clashing on the side of the road.

"It seems that there are people fighting in the rivers and lakes! Could it be a few black shadows just now?"

As soon as Night Breeze moved, he followed the sound and rushed to the scene, thinking of going to see the excitement, and hurried towards the place of the fight at full speed with light skills. After passing through the dense forest, I saw a small river that meandered through the depths of the dense forest, and within a hundred steps wide of the two sides of the river, there were pebbled tidal flats.

Standing on the edge of the dense forest and looking towards the river, where the fight had stopped, I saw a dozen black-clothed men with sparse blades standing sparsely on the other side of the river, and the few black shadows he was chasing just now were also impressively in columns, surrounding a woman in green at the water's edge.

The woman in green seemed to be wounded and sat by the river. One hand on the ground, the other over his chest. There are still bright red blood stains on the corners of the mouth, but the hair is scattered and the face is not visible, but the night breeze always feels a familiar feeling.

In addition to this, there were six people lying on the ground, motionless. It is estimated that he was either seriously injured and fell into a coma or died.

Night Wind frowned, and thought to herself, "It's really shameless for so many men to besiege a young woman. He had six stones in his hands, ready to come to the rescue.

At this time, I heard one of the men in the group shouting: "Slut, Lao Tzu will avenge my eldest brother by breaking your body into ten thousand pieces." With that, he walked towards the woman with a single knife.

"Wait!" a young man with a double hook stood in front of the man.

The man with a single knife said angrily: "Tao Qing, what do you mean? This slut just killed my eldest brother, and I swear not to be a person if I don't kill her." ”

The man named Tao Qing replied lightly: "In order to catch this slut, my senior brother died just now." Everyone has done their best to catch this slut, and everyone has broken their hands, her life and death, you have a talented brother, but you can't be the master alone!"

The talented man sneered: "Do you want Tao Qing to be the master? You don't want to be cheap and good! Your senior brother is dead, and no one will compete with you for the position of helper, and it will be too late for you to be happy." But I died as my own brother. If you are interested, fuck me out of the way, otherwise Lao Tzu will chop you first! Others are afraid of your Haisha Gang, but I am not afraid of Tian Youcai!"

Tao Qing still said slowly: "What's the matter? Do you want to do it? Even if you Feiyun Island's island advocate Dashan came in person, I may not take it seriously, not to mention that you are a small Tian Youcai!"

At this time, an old man said: "Okay! What are you two boys fighting about, this slut was caught only after being slapped by the old man." Even if you want to deal with this slut, the old man has the final say!"

As soon as the old man's voice fell, Tao Qing and Tian Youcai said in unison: "Fart!"

Tian Youcai said: "Chu Tianshan! If you don't work hard to besiege this slut, no matter how strong your palm is, you won't have a chance to hit her, when you just started, you old thing was stealing and playing tricks in the back, we folded so many people, you saw that it was cheap, and you came up to fight coldly." And your face! Phew, your grandma!"

This Chu Tianshan is a scattered person, although his martial arts are not weak, he has no backstage to rely on. Tian Youcai and Tao Qing are both from the big gangs of the underworld. Naturally, they won't be afraid of him.

Moreover, Chu Tianshan's iron sand palm kung fu is above the palm of a pair of hands, although this Tian Youcai and Tao Qing's internal strength and palm skills are not as good as this Chu Tianshan, but if they use the blade to fight, they may not be inferior to him.

Therefore, Tian Cai and Qin Feng did not give Xiao Ding any face.

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