The father and son hugged for a moment, Ah Ping seemed to feel a little embarrassed, struggled out of his father's arms, raised his sleeve and wiped the tears on his face, and then didn't know what to say, the silly man looked at Wang Anfeng's face and seemed to show a trace of gratitude.

opened his mouth and said something, Ah Ping was beside him, holding the hem of his father's clothes, and said in a low voice:

He said...... Thank you. ”

Wang Anfeng was slightly stunned, and chuckled at the man and said:

"You're welcome, uncle."

"I ......"

Before the voice fell, his expression suddenly changed slightly.

A murderous aura appeared nearby, and seemed to be slowly approaching in order to prevent him from detecting.

It's for me.

Wang Anfeng's pupils shrank, a realization appeared in his heart, his mind was racing, he looked at the father and son who had just reunited in front of him, and suddenly raised his hand and pressed it on Ah Ping's head, rubbing it heavily, the child was stunned, and heard Wang Anfeng's low voice:

"Stay here, don't go out!"

Before he could understand it, he saw the blue-shirted young man push the door directly and strode out.

Then I heard a clear whistle, the green horse neighed in response, from the crack in the door I could see Wang Anfeng striding out, suddenly got up, when the figure fell, the horse just caught up, caught the young man, the muscles on the muscles and bones were up, it was like a wave, in the long neighing, suddenly accelerated, the speed can almost be called galloping, and in an instant, only a little remnant of the back can be seen.

Ah Ping was stunned, and suddenly remembered the three-day appointment that the woman in white said yesterday, and only thought that Wang Anfeng was in a hurry, but he didn't even say goodbye, and his heart couldn't help but be a little gloomy.

At this moment, there were suddenly two unwilling angry scoldings in front of the door, one black and one white, two figures scurrying up from the corner, shouting and scolding, they didn't bother to care about the surroundings at all, only chasing the figure that was almost about to turn into a small dot and rushed away, its speed was as fast as a galloping horse.

The man dressed in black turned around and glanced at the wooden house when he was leaving, and a chill instantly rose from the depths of Ah Ping's heart, his steps softened, and he sat down directly to the ground, his heart beating wildly like never before.

The vision of his eyes was slightly dark, but he seemed to see the boy who rushed out.

'Stay here, don't go out!' ’

His lips opened, but a feeling of powerlessness appeared in his heart, mixed with the experience of these two days and the fear of being easily held, and for the first time in his life, he began to have a desire for a warrior.

…………………………………………

On the avenue, the horses galloped.

The famous beast under the crotch really let go, and its momentum was swift, but when the martial arts master who really entered the grade ran with all his strength, the explosive power in a short period of time would never be inferior to that of the famous horse, and among the two, the black-clothed figure seemed to be better at light skills, and chased after him like a ghost, and the chains in his hands were entangled in the claws, and he threw it fiercely towards Wang Anfeng's shoulder.

The young man pulled the reins of the horse with his left hand, held the hilt of the sword with his right hand, and the eight-sided sword came out of its sheath, one grid and one pick, and the steel claw was exchanged twice, with seven points of force, and with the help of the horse, it was already clear in his heart the level of his strength.

Nine pins.

The cold light flashed in his eyes, the young man's right foot knocked lightly on the horse's belly, the strange horse was psychic, and he neighed, went down from the official road to the left, and went straight to a dense forest, the black-clothed figure was like a ghost, not leaving the left and right, and the Qimen weapon in his hand attacked from time to time, and he laughed strangely.

"Hehe, I know I'm scared at this time, and I want to run?"

"It's late, it's late, if you were in that village and used the lives of those untouchables as a shield to escape, you would still be able to survive for three moments."

"It's too late, it's too late......"

"Die, die!"

The voice is charming, and it seems to be a kind of evil martial arts, which hits people's hearts.

Wang Anfeng's mood was shocked, he frowned slightly, and said softly:

"Untouchables?"

"My generation acts, and you don't understand it when I tell you!"

The sound triggered the internal force, as if a bell was ringing, shocking people's hearts, the evil kung fu of the man in black was broken immediately, and his expression was in a trance for a moment, and at this moment, Wang Anfeng's right whip lock shot out violently, directly entangled in the trunk of the giant tree on the side, the whip lock was straightened, and the young man rose up with his strength.

Although the pursuer looked dazed, his instinct was still there, and the steel claws in his hands waved, cutting the air in front of him airtightly.

But Wang Anfeng used the power of the whip lock to suddenly swing out a huge circle, and swept over the top of the man's head in the air, falling behind, the momentum of inertia rotation did not decrease, and the strength became stronger by three points, and kicked the man in the back of the heart.

There was a clicking sound, internal force poured in, the man's pupils suddenly widened, and blood spurted from the corners of his mouth.

No, the strength of the target has gone wrong!

Such a thought flashed in his mind, and his body was thrown forward like a rag, and the green horse that noticed his master's dismount just stopped, and when he turned around, he saw something coming towards him, and in fright, he suddenly stood up, and in the long neighing, the horse's hooves with the big mouth of the bowl were raised, and he unceremoniously slammed into the man's chest.

Two strong forces slammed one after the other, but listening to the crunchy sound of the click, the man's sternum was all shattered, spurting blood, and the Jiupin martial artist lost all his resistance in the air and fell to the ground.

Warriors fight, a breath can be divided up and down, see life and death.

At this time, the man in white just chased after him, and saw such a scene, and he was covered with cold sweat, and at this time Wang Anfeng had loosened the whip lock, and there was a flash of thunder on his body, and he quickly rushed towards the man in white.

The figure did not move, like a stone statue, just when Wang Anfeng approached him within four steps, the internal force soared violently, and the low-hanging right hand pulled out the long knife like lightning, the sword was as bright as snow, and it was oblique to slash forward, unable to prevent it.

This move won the true meaning of attacking him unprepared, and helped him avoid many difficulties, but almost at the same time, Wang Anfeng's figure suddenly deflected to the side, like an unpredictable prophet, and it happened to dodge Ling Yan's blade.

"What?!"

The man's excited and hideous expression suddenly stiffened, and he had the intention to dodge, but he could only make a killing move, his body was stiff, and it was difficult to move, and at the same time, the young man was already side by side with him, holding the long sword in his right hand, and while stepping forward, he was fiercely stuck in his throat, and the internal force was shocked, and a seven-foot man was directly picked up, stuck in his throat and smashed heavily on the ground, and his eyes were dark.

I felt that several big points around my body were cold, and it was difficult to run when the internal force around my body was lifted.

Coughing violently and opening his eyes, he saw that there were seven or eight bright silver needles inserted in his body, and his face turned pale, Wang Anfeng put his sword back into the sheath, and then suddenly struck his mouth with the sheath.

Examined another unlucky man whose sternum was trampled by the horse's hooves, and found that it was only a serious injury, he bowed his head slightly, raised his hand and knocked out his mouth full of yellow teeth with a sword, and the silver needle fell on several acupoints on his body, and with a flick of his fingers, the man in black seemed to have regained two points of consciousness.

The young man closed the needle and looked at the two nine-rank martial artists.

Jimu said calmly:

"Next, I'm going to ask you some questions separately, and if you answer them differently, you know what will happen."

"If it's true."

The voice paused slightly, and then flattened:

"Wang Anfeng, I won't kill you."

Regardless of the two of them's answers, the man in white walked into the distance, and the white-clothed warrior was half of his body dragged on the ground, his mouth was full of blood, and the young man seemed to whisper, so immature, dare to come out to chase and kill? The tone of doubt made his heart more and more frightened, and he already hated the person who gave the information.

That's what it is...... Is it 'about to break through the nine grades, good at swordsmanship, whip technique, and simple personality'?

The corners of his mouth couldn't help coughing up blood, thinking back to this young man's series of actions, extremely sophisticated and ruthless, and his face was already full of regret and pain.

You are a fourteen-year-old student, a fourteen-year-old librarian.

Why do you know this?

Why are you still so skilled?!

The white-clothed warrior was terrified in his heart, and he felt a little like crying without tears.

Who's the villain?