Chapter 9: Feng Yihan's ruthlessness
Ling Chuchu's face was grim, and he closed his eyes tightly and turned his head. But I was extremely nervous in my heart, no girl didn't care about her innocence, and no one was really afraid of death.
Of course, she was the same.
Although she said it hardly, she was really afraid that Wang Tian would do something to her.
But after waiting for a long time, I heard footsteps in the distance. Ling Chuchu opened his eyes and saw that Wang Tian had come to the door with his back to him and sat cross-legged. Ling Chuchu was stunned, not knowing what the hell Wang Tian was doing. But I didn't think much about it, and it seemed that I was safe at this time. As for whether Wang Tian would be unfavorable to him in the future, Ling Chuchu was still worried.
Looking around, a black shadow was hiding behind the collapsed Buddha statue of the ruined temple, Ling Chuchu's eyes lit up and he shook his head.
She looked at Wang Tian quietly, turned her head again, and noticed that the black shadow had left, Ling Chuchu suppressed the excitement in her heart and breathed a sigh of relief. It's just that there is a lot less worry in his eyes, after all, there is a glimmer of hope.
Wang Tian was a little distressed, he was not a good person, especially to women, he was simply a scumbag. But the worst thing Wang Tian has ever done is just playing abandonment. In that world, such things were just normal.
He has never done anything hurtful, even if he occasionally uses cruel methods, it is also for the foreign race.
In the face of Ling Chuchu's toughness, Wang Tian just tangled up for a moment and stopped thinking about it. Internal exercises, there are still places where he can get them, there is no need for him to hurt Ling Chuchu, a lovely girl.
Besides, Li Lianhua's appearance when she was young was really pure and lovely.
Such a precious memory, Wang Tian couldn't bear to destroy it.
After all, the reality is reluctant, full of messes.
It's also a good memory to be able to retain an innocence.
The only thing he was worried about was that Ling Chuchu would rather die for the sake of the exercises than tell himself, so could he get the curse of Da Ri Rulai?
Wang Tian began to worry about his purpose.
The night was cold and the forest was cold.
I haven't slept all night, my clothes have already been wet with morning dew, but my spirit is not tired, this is the benefit of physical evolution. Wang Tian looked at the gray sky that was about to usher in the light of dawn, and couldn't help but get up with a hook of the corners of his mouth.
After thinking about it all night, I have already let go of the obsession in my heart. At this time, his thoughts were clear, and his body and mind were much more relaxed.
Just when he was about to get up, Wang Tian's ears suddenly moved, and he heard a voice, and his face suddenly changed: "Who?" ”
A vigilant voice blurted out, and his eyes looked coldly into the depths of the woods. There was a mist in the gray woods, as if he knew that it had leaked, and the sound of dense footsteps breaking the branches came, and soon a thin figure appeared in front of Wang Tian.
Like a demon god who came out of the fog, his eyes were like knives, his expression was cold, his slender figure was full of power in a shabby suit, and his right arm holding the sword was slightly arched outward, and it was not easy to mess with at first glance.
As soon as his eyes touched, Wang Tian's heart chuckled.
This is a master!!
The perception of his body instantly made his hair stand on end, and a huge crisis came, and his whole body tensed.
Almost without thinking about it, his arm slammed behind him and threw a sharpened piece of iron, and then the whole person pounced.
Hulala......
The figures flickered, and the fog was dispelled.
A team of strong men dressed in official clothes rushed out of their swords, and there were more than a dozen of them.
Wang Tian noticed the other party's dress and frowned slightly. But the footsteps didn't stop, and the speed was even faster. On the road, the right hand grabbed the trunk of a large tree and pulled it violently.
Click!!
The thick trunk of the tree was directly torn off, and the messy branches rattled under the dance of Wang Tian, like a Luo umbrella torn off the tarpaulin and stabbed towards the cold man.
The branches swirl like a web of heaven and earth. The speed was so fast that every branch whistled through the air, which was terrifying.
Looking at the tree trunk that pierced in front of him, the cold man not only did not panic, but instead sneered disdainfully. He stood there motionless, and when the branch reached in front of him, the sword suddenly changed to his left hand, and then with a choking sound, a cold light bloomed.
Poof......
With a chill in his chest, Wang Tian's eyes widened. I stepped back a little on my tiptoes, but it was too late. Then the pain flashed away, and when I looked down, I saw a touch of red staining my chest, and the moon-white robe gradually bloomed with a red plum.
"What a fast sword." Wang Tian couldn't help but admire, although he took a step slower, he was probably pierced through the heart. But he didn't care about this little injury. Super physical fitness can make Wang Tian make crazy moves that others dare not do.
Whoa......
As the words fell, the severed branch broke off from his hand and fell heavily to the ground.
"You're not slow."
The cold man shook the long sword, and the blood-red sword body seemed to have been washed and bloomed with cold light again. He squinted at Wang Tian, with a hint of exploration in his eyes: "You haven't practiced, and you don't even have a trace of internal strength." Looks like I'm looking for the wrong person. ”
Wang Tianting's heart was relieved, this kind of master made him shrink back, even if his physical fitness surpassed the other party, but his combat experience was still something else, and he was not an opponent at all. If it's a misunderstanding, then all is well. But the crisis that came from his whole body did not make him slack off.
"In Xia Feng Yihan, little brother, you are in excellent health, and you are a first-class martial arts practitioner. It's better to worship me as a teacher, and work together for the Taishi, and the glory and wealth are endless. ”
Wang Tian was stunned when he heard this, and watched Feng Yihan's eyes gradually become hot: "You want to pass on my martial arts?" What about internal strength? ”
Feng Yihan didn't expect Wang Tian to be so excited, and immediately smiled a little happier: "After three years, if you succeed in learning, your internal skills will naturally be passed on to you." ”
"Three years?" Wang Tian's heart was cold when he heard this, not that he was unhappy, but three years was really a bit long. In the past three years, he has also learned the martial arts of Feng Yihan, and he went directly to Xiangguo Temple to steal it, and he can steal it out. Immediately shook his head in disappointment: "I'm sorry, I can't wait for three years." ”
Feng Yihan was stunned for a moment, and then waved his hand: "It's okay, everyone has their own ambitions." Feng Mou will not be difficult for strong people, since you choose to die, then Feng Mou will naturally fulfill you. ”
I'm Cao !!
Wang Tian almost didn't scold his mother when he heard it, not because he didn't want to scold, but because he was too late.
Feng Yihan's sword was too fast, even faster, and it stabbed into his chest almost in the blink of an eye.
This time he was prepared, but Wang Tian was not injured. But the dodge was also extremely embarrassed, and he actually lay directly on the ground, a lazy donkey rolled and dodged, and then rushed into the crowd with his legs.