Chapter 50
Zhao Feichen's face turned terrifying, looking for people on the street to ask for directions, looking for them, and actually finding a human trafficker, it was really timely.
He Qiao'er couldn't hold it back, her little face was red with anger, she grabbed the headshot in her hand, and she didn't pull the string, so she slammed it over with her head and face.
The hunters in the mountains are not serious warriors, once they see the prey, they will be killed first without saying a word.
I never thought that Hua Qiufeng was extremely vigilant, and his movements were also extremely agile, as soon as the bow whistle started, he immediately reacted, jumped back violently, and at the same time opened his hand and said: "Bare hands in the wind, covering the sun and blood claws!" ā
This sick guy is actually a cultivator! Zhao Feichen couldn't help but be startled, at this time, it was too late to use the Dao technique, and because he remembered the words in the tube, he didn't dare to reveal the holy word technique easily, so he had to raise his hand and wave the Great Wind Divine Flag.
It's still a little late, Hua Qiufeng has already conjured up a blood-colored floating cloud between his palms, and when the wind blows the clouds, the cloud claws instantly swell, although it is far from the extent of covering the sky and the sun, but it is still easy to block the sky of the alley. All of a sudden, the sky was darkened, and the floating clouds that scattered blood-colored brilliance turned into five fingers and grabbed them violently.
The Great Wind Divine Banner only came out of the palm at this time, and the flag tip rainbow sword was not yet thrown out. Zhao Feichen saw the blood claw grabbing his head, his face was blue and his lips were white, this kind of dazzling blood red, he saw evil when he saw it, it was obviously not a righteous path, he didn't want to take a chance to taste it, and subconsciously raised the flag high, just wanting to protect his head.
"Ah, this is ......" Hua Qiufeng let out a short exclamation, and the inexplicable wind stopped for a moment, and the next moment, the wind dissipated, and there was no trace of the bloody claw that was still terrifying.
Zhao Feichen has always maintained the posture of holding his head and shrinking his neck, like a camel experiencing a sandstorm, just burying his head in the sand, covering his ears and waiting for the judgment of the doomsday storm.
He Qiao'er's excited voice came into her ears: "Awesome, my brother Feichen." ā
Zhao Feichen put down the arm holding his head, turned his head to look at it, and looked blank: "What am I doing?" ā
Guan Feige squinted at the big wind flag in Zhao Feichen's hand, and said in his heart: "Pretend, you continue to pretend!" The surname Hua clearly uses wind techniques, eighty percent of them are the peripheral minions of the Wind Demon Palace, and when you meet a big guy holding the magic weapon of the Wind Demon Palace, you are scared to death, not to mention that you don't have the power to fight back, and you don't dare! ā
She smiled kindly: "The little adult is really powerful, just once, he vomited blood and fled, I don't know what kind of Taoist technique he used?" It doesn't seem to be the method of the three religions. ā
Ran away and vomited blood?
Zhao Feichen coughed dryly a few times, tried to hide the embarrassment just now, straightened his chest and made a confident appearance, and began to talk serious nonsense:
"This is my family's Dugu Nine Swords, the posture is a little ugly, in fact, first defend and then attack, intended to show weakness to the enemy, lure it deep, and then point to the vital point, the last to strike, attack it will be saved. The move is intentional or unintentional, killing the enemy in impermanence and invisibility. Hmph, he didn't plant it back, otherwise he would have to taste my six-vein divine sword......"
Zhao Feichen was blowing the comparison on the one hand, and at the other hand, he was randomly comparing the gale flag at the entrance of the alley, using the flag as a sword, thinking that he was very chic with one move and one style, and he was really like a crazy god with convulsions.
He Qiaoer has always believed in him, but he was stunned by the bluffing, he didn't blink, his face was full of envy, and his eyes were full of stars: "Is this Dugu Jiujian?" It's so powerful, but it's a pity that Qiao'er can't learn ......."
Guan Feige couldn't help but smile in response.
was touted by the two girls one after another, Zhao Feichen's vanity was greatly satisfied, and he got carried away and became even more energetic, and the flag in his hand was whirring, like messy in the wind.
Guangcheng was young, he couldn't see it interesting, he couldn't hold it back, and he was so amused that he giggled, causing Guan Feige to laugh out loud.
He Qiao'er heard that the two girls seemed to be laughing, and couldn't help but sneer angrily.
Zhao Feichen took the flag and said embarrassedly: "It's okay now, I finally met someone who led the way, but he was a bad guy, where to find Hong San now!" ā
He Qiao'er was still annoyed with Guan Feige, and snorted coquettishly: "You little lady has been in Fengling City for a long time, why don't you know anything, you have to count on Brother Feichen for everything, he ...... He's not your brother. ā
Guan Feige hurriedly lowered his eyebrows and whispered: "Miss Qiao knows, the slave family is not allowed to go out when she is married, and she really doesn't know the situation in the city. ā
Guang Cheng puffed out his round face angrily, and glared at He Qiao'er fiercely with big round eyes, obviously not angry.
Guan Feige hurriedly gave her a sneak look.
Guangcheng had to hang his head, but his mouth was still pouting.
Zhao Feichen stretched his neck and looked out of the alley, wondering: "Why don't I go out and ask someone for directions?" ā
There is a way that Zhao Feichen, who was bitten by a snake and was afraid of the well rope for ten years, felt that he was sloppy and ashamed to see people, but after this experience, he was even more reluctant to go out to deal with the plagiarists on the street.
Guan Feige heard the reluctance in his tone, and said in his heart: "This is a good opportunity to find Uncle Feng!" ā
She was slightly blessed and said, "Miss Qiao is right, she always let the little adult take care of her, and the slave family really doesn't want to go." The slave family is a female stream, so it must be more convenient to ask for directions. ā
Zhao Feichen thought for a while and said, "It's okay." ā
Guan Feige held back his joy, walked out of the side alley lightly, and turned back after a while: "I asked, Xuanbao Pavilion is far away in Beicheng, and Wangchun Tower is not close to here, fortunately, Hong Sanye's mansion is next to it, but it is only two or three streets away...... What do you think? ā
Zhao Feichen was overjoyed and said, "Of course, it's best to come directly to the door, please ask Miss Guan to lead the way." ā
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The mansion of "Hong San" seems to be far away from the bustling market, the four of them are getting more and more deviant, there are fewer and fewer pedestrians on the road, and the surrounding environment is gradually quiet and quiet, the birds are crisp and chirping, butterflies are fluttering in the bushes, and the air is rippling with a strong or light fragrance of flowers, which is refreshing.
Along the way, from time to time, you can see several high walls or pavilions, all of which are hidden in the depths of the grass and trees, and occasionally show a corner, and you can see that it is a luxurious mansion of the rich and noble.
Zhao Feichen was like a poor boy who had entered the rich area, he didn't dare to speak loudly, he seemed very uncomfortable walking, and he began to have more inexplicable awe for Hong San, who had been flattering him, and he became more and more apprehensive in his heart.
He didn't expect Hong San, who looked obscene and looked like a gangster, to live in such a place, obviously rich and powerful.
Guan Feige suddenly tiptoed to look, and then hurriedly led the way away from the main road and turned towards the winding path in the forest.
Zhao Feichen couldn't help but ask, "Where is this going?" You won't get lost, will you? ā
"The front is almost here, and they all say that the king of Hades is good, and the little ghost is difficult to ......"
Guan Feige's footsteps didn't stop, but sped up a little, as if he was afraid that Zhao Feichen would see the Fengfu gold plaque hanging on the courtyard in front of him: "The little adult is naturally a person with status, but now that he is dressed up, I'm afraid that he won't be able to enter the main gate, so it's better to walk through the back door." ā
Zhao Feichen looked down at his dirty clothes, did not doubt him, nodded convincingly, and followed closely.
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