Zhao Feng just stood there, carrying a sword, as if he was talking to an old friend.

"You're smart......" A completely different female voice came out.

Zhao Feng frowned, he always felt that this voice was familiar, a bit like ...... Yin Changxian.

Zhao Feng was stunned by his sudden thought, and shook his head self-deprecatingly, not forgetting to think of her at such a life-and-death juncture.

The female cultivator looked at Zhao Feng and suddenly shook her head, and said jokingly: "The disciples of the Taichu Sword Sect also have times when they are soft. ”

Zhao Feng shrugged: "What can I do if I can't beat me." ”

"Oh? What would your master think if he knew that you were spineless? The nun continued.

"Yes, my master will probably be sad." Zhao Feng replied casually, but his heart turned several times, every sentence of this female cultivator seemed to indicate that she knew a lot, and just now he listened carefully to the woman's words, which was indeed very similar to Yin Changxian.

Zhao Feng tightened the sword in his hand: "I just asked, you don't seem to have answered me." ”

The nun let out a coquettish laugh: "Aren't you very smart, guess for yourself." ”

Zhao Feng also said politely: "In the black prison, there are many people who want to kill me, because I am a disciple of the Taichu Sword Sect, but if you were there at the time, and you really have a grudge against the Taichu Sword Sect, our group together is not your opponent, but you didn't kill me, which means that you don't have a direct hatred with me, and the reason why you want to kill me is because of my existence or some of my actions hindering you." ”

The nun smiled and said, "Go on." ”

"In the black prison, after thinking about it, I don't know what is hindering others......" Zhao Feng paused, and his brain began to run rapidly.

He knew very well that no one else would know about the black sword, and the old man who knew the truth had died in the sword tomb, and it was even more impossible for the innate gold and the black snake, it was impossible to reach there without guidance, and there should be only one reason why the woman in front of him wanted to anger her......

Seeing that Zhao Feng was thinking, the female cultivator did not bother, and waited for Zhao Feng's conclusion with ease.

Zhao Feng suddenly looked up at the woman, and calmly spit out a few words: "Your target is Yin Changxian." ”

The female cultivator's expression was dull for a moment, but she immediately returned to her previous appearance, but she was still observed by Zhao Feng, who had been staring at her.

Zhao Feng narrowed his eyes: "I'm right, right." ”

The female cultivator stared at Zhao Feng's eyes: "Reason." ”

"It's simple." Zhao Feng replied: "Because in the Black Prison, or the Western Continent, the only thing I have done that will make people angry is to save Yin Changxian." ”

Zhao Feng thought for a while: "You are with the group of people in the nameless town?" ”

The female cultivator's face had become indifferent at this time, Zhao Feng was much smarter than she thought, such a person, standing on Yin Changxian's side was very unfavorable to them, and they had to be eradicated earlier.

Zhao Feng continued to speak as if he didn't feel the killing intent: "The assassination before entering the black prison was also done by you, just to see who was around Yin Changxian. ”

The female cultivator walked towards Zhao Feng step by step with an expressionless face, Zhao Feng stood motionless and watched the female cultivator getting closer and closer to him, and Ah Er on the side opened his mouth towards the female cultivator, but he was also motionless.

Zhao Feng smiled bitterly in his heart, it was not that he didn't want to move, but the pressure on the female cultivator's body was so overwhelming that he couldn't move at all, he could only watch the female cultivator get closer and closer to him, and it was only now that Zhao Feng understood how stupid he was when he asked the black sword question just now, if it wasn't for the female cultivator who didn't put himself in his eyes before, he might have killed himself with one blow.

But Zhao Feng didn't give up, he was waiting, as long as the female cultivator attacked him, as long as he had a chance to breathe, the thunder armor in his body would appear passively.

The female cultivator walked in front of Zhao Feng, and the double swords slashed around Zhao Feng, and the female cultivator smiled and said, "It's a pity, if you are not Yin Changxian's person, I really want to win over you." ”

"Oh? Why, knowing that I am Yin Changxian's person, I won't fight for it? Do you know that you are inferior to her? Zhao Feng still didn't forget to provoke her.

The female cultivator did not have much emotional fluctuations because of Zhao Feng's words, and the blade of the sword slowly rested on Zhao Feng's neck and said with a smile: "I have never been in the habit of dealing with dead people. ”

Zhao Feng showed a bright smile: "Then you have to hurry up and deal with me." ”

Behind the nuns' heads, a handsome man with Edgeworth appeared at some point......

The female cultivator knew that the situation was wrong when she saw Zhao Feng's smile, but her good mental quality made her wave the sword in her hand for the first time, wanting to finish off Zhao Feng with a sword.

However, she was still a step slower, and the sharp blade left a blood line on Zhao Feng's neck, but her body could no longer take a step forward.

Zhao Feng only felt that the pressure on his body suddenly disappeared, and he smiled and flicked away the sword around his neck.

"Look at what I said, you have to deal with me quickly."

The nun looked calm and kept her sword raised.

Zhao Feng looked at the monk who had fallen from the flying sword, wiped a handful of blood from his neck and raised his eyebrows: "Uncle, we said okay at the time, I will help you watch the city, but I didn't say that I would take my life." ”

Zhang Qingfeng, who had just come down from the flying sword, almost stepped on the air when he heard Zhao Feng's words, Zhang Qingfeng looked at Zhao Feng and slowly made a gesture: "Thank you, little friend." ”

Zhao Feng hurriedly straightened his body and bowed down and said, "Senior is serious." ”

Zhang Qingfeng got up and looked at the female cultivator, and said, "You go, just when I return the favor I had back then." ”

Zhao Feng raised his eyebrows and said nothing.

The female cultivator trembled, regained her mobility, put away her double swords, turned her head to look at Zhang Qingfeng, and raised her eyebrows: "Since Daochang Zhang said so, the little woman can only say thank you here." ”

After speaking, he put his eyes on Zhao Feng's body: "I hope you can live until the next time we meet." ”

Zhao Feng narrowed his eyes and did not speak.

The nun calmly walked past the two of them and disappeared at the city gate.

Zhang Qingfeng glanced at the surrounding wreckage, frowned, waved his hand, instantly turned into dust, looked at Zhao Feng and said, "You wait for me here." After speaking, he disappeared directly.

Zhao Feng stood in place and moved his right hand, and there was already a subtle sword qi that began to flow, Lao Hei guessed correctly, Ah Er had already shrunk and rubbed on Zhao Feng's shoulder.

In just an instant, the original wound had disappeared, Zhao Feng was surprised, and the black sword suddenly said: "I can't see it, it's still a little dragon." ”

"How do you know it's a dragon's ......" Zhao Feng asked puzzled, this is not the first time Heijian has seen Ah Er, why did he say that it was a dragon only this time.

Black Sword: "Boy, you really don't know anything and still have a treasure with you, your wound recovered instantly, and it wasn't because of ambergris." ”

Zhao Feng: "You mean it's because of Ah Er, I didn't know before." ”

Black Sword: "But you dragon is really a little weak. ”

Zhao Feng pouted: "Ah Er is very powerful." ”

Black Sword: "I mean, as a dragon, it's a little weak. ”

"I've seen other dragons ...... again"

The black sword looked at Ah Er through Zhao Feng, and suddenly realized: "It's like this, no wonder, it's no wonder, so it makes sense." ”

Zhao Feng listened to the black sword he muttered, and said dissatisfiedly: "...... Can you say something I understand? ”

Black Sword explained: "This little dragon, or it can't be called a dragon yet, it's just a Jiao now, but it's a Jiao that can turn into a dragon. ”

"Jiao can still turn into a dragon, but can't he turn into a dragon?" Zhao Feng came interested and continued to ask.

"It's rare, not all Jiao can turn into dragons, or rather, only a very few Jiao can turn into dragons." Black Kendo.

"Wasn't that black snake in the Sword Tomb about to turn into a dragon at that time?"

Black Sword: "That beast originally had no qualifications to turn into a dragon, even if it had the aura of an innate spirit and let it turn into a dragon, it was not a dragon in the real sense, but a dragon, and it was still a level inferior to a dragon." ”

Zhao Feng nodded and looked at Ah Er: "Then when will Ah Er be able to turn into a dragon?" Start turning into a dragon at a certain time? ”

"How can it be so easy...... Hei Jian said helplessly, Zhao Feng really took it for granted, looking at the curiosity in Zhao Feng's eyes, Hei Jian sighed and continued: "It's useless to talk to you now, at least in this place, in this world, this Jiao can't turn into a dragon." ”

Zhao Feng raised his eyebrows and did not speak.

It happened that there was a sudden sound of footsteps behind him, and Zhao Feng hurriedly turned his head to see that Zhang Qingfeng had changed back to the original image of an old man.

Zhao Feng couldn't help but ask curiously, "Senior, who are you?" ”

Zhang Qingfeng just said: "It's more convenient." ”

Zhao Feng couldn't help but think of his master who was like a child all the year round, as if he had asked his master, and his master also replied that it was more convenient, what kind of convenience was it......

Zhang Qingfeng: "Thank you for helping me guard this city this time, and I didn't let them succeed." ”

Zhao Feng pouted: "The person who came, except for the female cultivator, everything else is okay, but just that female cultivator, I can't resist it, what can I talk about, if you don't come back in time, I'm afraid my little life will have to be explained here." ”

"That woman ......," Zhang Qingfeng paused and continued: "That woman's provenance is somewhat special. After speaking, he looked at Zhao Feng again: "I can't tell you where she came from now, telling you is just harming you." ”

Zhao Feng nodded: "I believe that the seniors are for my good." Zhao Feng looked up at Zhang Qingfeng, who was expressionless, and his words that he wanted to ask were blocked.

There are some things that don't necessarily have to be known as results.

Zhao Feng: "The juniors have a limited time to come out to practice this time, since the seniors have come back, the juniors are also leaving, thank you for taking care of the seniors these days." ”

Zhang Qingfeng: "You kid said this, it obviously makes me ugly, I just saw your sword momentum, you are a disciple of the Taichu Sword Sect." ”。

Zhao Feng nodded: "Yes." ”

"I had some friendship with them back then, and this time you helped me so much, I'll give you a cheatbook." Zhang Qingfeng said, handing over a thin book.