Chapter 8: Please Advise
Spear Forest Sect Master.
Ye Qing's teacher.
is a character named after He Yang Dingtian, and he can even be on an equal footing with Yi Shuihan.
Looking at the middle-aged man standing at the other end of the long street, the cold sweat on his back fell, blending with the autumn rain.
At the same time, there was a lot of loose cultivation at the end of the long street.
They didn't come to kill Luo Ning, because they knew that when that person appeared, they didn't need to move.
Februaryhua quietly looked at the two young people in front of her, her eyes bright in the autumn rain.
Those scattered cultivators saw him, and then some of them were in the light and some in the dark, and they all bowed their heads and signaled, indicating that they had seen this great power.
February flowers did nothing.
Luo Ning looked him in the eye.
Look at the gun in his hand.
And then it seems to understand something.
This is the power of the Vertical and Horizontal Realm, as long as he wants, he can even destroy the entire Ma Wei Pass.
The autumn water blows people cold.
People are cold-hearted, cold-hearted.
Li Fengliang looked at the saber in his hand silently, and began to think seriously, he was thinking about what his mother had said.
Mother asked herself to help Luo Ning.
He hadn't heard of the Six Masters, nor had he heard of Februaryhua.
In his opinion, this person, like all the people in Ma Weiguan, was extremely ordinary, and even in the autumn wind, he could smell the faint fragrance of Yangchun on his body.
Luo Ning looked at Li Fengliang and said.
"Thank you, but the two of us still can't beat him. ”
Li Fengliang didn't answer, stood in the rain, thought for a moment, and then asked.
"Did you hit it?"
"You have no idea what we're up against. ”
Li Fengliang said calmly, "It's just one person." ”
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Februaryhua knew that there were still many people in the city, and she also knew what kind of shock her appearance would bring to the cultivation world.
But his face was still calm, and he was hesitating.
Because he knew that if he killed Luo Ning, Jian Yuan would swear to him, but one of his favorite apprentices once died in the hands of Yi Shuihan.
Twenty years ago, Yi Shuihan went into the gun forest to find someone to compete with the sword.
His favorite apprentice was slashed by him with a sword.
His realm at that time was completely unable to defeat Yi Shuihan, and he caught up with the World Demon Exterminating Sect, so everyone thought that he would gradually forget about revenge.
But he didn't forget.
Today, in the autumn rain of Ma Weiguan, he came.
He looked at Luo Ning calmly and said, "Yi Shuihan killed my apprentice, and I killed his apprentice, it's just right." ”
Luo Ning smiled, "I'm just a Consciousness Spirit Realm, don't you think it's cheap to kill me?"
Februaryhua said, "You are the mountain master of the thirteenth mountain gate of Jianyuan, and you are also Yi Shuihan's personal disciple, and you are also Qin Boyi's Taoist companion. I don't think there's any price drop for killing you. ”
Luo Ning thought for a moment, and then said, "After you kill me, you may not be able to get the Xuantian Divine Iron." ”
Februaryhua said lightly, "Jiuhe cares about Xuantian Divine Iron because he is a swordsmith, but I don't care now. Besides, even if you die, I don't believe that there is no way to unlock the secret of Xuantian Divine Iron. ”
Luo Ning sighed helplessly, he understood the meaning of the February flower, it seems that he can't leave today anyway.
He was talking to February, just stalling for time.
He hoped that Yang Dingtian would come.
But he knew very well in his heart that as a person standing at the top of the cultivation world, even if he was skillful, it would be impossible for him to delay until that time.
Li Fengliang just stood there quietly.
Qiu Yu dripped down his cheeks and fell to the ground, he looked at Februaryhua, knowing that this person was profound, but he didn't know that he was one of the six masters in the legend.
He had a sword in his hand and seemed to be defiant.
Februaryhua looked at him and felt that he was very disrespectful.
As the sect master of the Gun Forest, he is also a figure standing at the top of the world, and rarely appears in front of people. Therefore, every time he appeared, it was either accompanied by people's chanting or the admiration of the cultivators.
But neither of the two young men in front of him had any.
Luo Ning sat down on the spot, his sword in his hand.
Februaryhua looked at Luo Ning and said, "I fought the Demon Lord with Yi Shuihan back then, and according to my seniority, it won't be a loss for you to call me uncle." ”
Luo Ning thought of why Yi Shuihan could stand on top of them in the first place, and why Yi Shuihan's sword intent could crush the crowd.
Because these people are simply a bunch of waste.
The Demon Lord is in the world, and they don't dare to go to the Demon Lord, but they come here to embarrass a junior. pretending to be high and pretending to be a ghost actually made Luo Ning extremely disgusted.
Luo Ning looked at him lightly, he didn't call him uncle, and he didn't even show any respect for this hidden power. Nothing was said and nothing was done.
But it was this practice of not saying anything that made Februaryhua feel Luo Ning's disrespect for herself.
His identity seemed to only bring a moment of surprise to the two teenagers in front of him, and then it dissipated.
This feeling is very unpleasant and I don't like it.
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Luo Ning looked at him calmly, unwrapped the package behind him, then unsheathed the firewood knife, and then untied the scabbard behind his back.
These things were a burden to him, so he decided to put them aside for now.
The east and west, north and south of the long street, at this time, there were countless pairs of eyes looking at Luo Ning, looking at the general of the general who was following Luo Ning.
The general stood still and did nothing, said nothing.
Februaryhua's eyes reflected an extremely shining light in this autumn rain, and he looked at Luo Ning and then at Li Fengliang.
The sparkle in his eyes turned to surprise, and then surprise turned to surprise.
He looked at the boy sitting on the ground after the autumn rain.
He finally understood something.
"You're going to shoot at me?"
He deliberately emphasized the word "I", because he also wanted to confirm his identity with Luo Ning, hoping that Luo Ning was not panicking.
Luo Ning finally finished packing his things, and he stood up.
The body shook slightly, and then there was a deep peace in the eyes.
He said calmly as he looked at February.
"I don't dare. ”
Februaryhua asked lightly, "Then what do you mean?"
Luo Ning looked at it and said, "It's just ......"
"Please advise. ”
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The autumn rain is fierce, and the autumn wind rises instantly. The long street was filled with an autumn wind mixed with a humming sound, like a broken trumpet being blown and whimpering.
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Luo Ning raised his sword, and Li Fengliang also raised his sword, he didn't retreat, he didn't move forward, and then his gaze made eye contact with Februaryhua's.
Slightly flinched.
Li Fengliang also stood up straight at Luo Ning's voice, he didn't choose to retreat or run away.
He also straightened the sword in his hand and looked at Februaryhua calmly.
"I ask for advice. ”
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