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Lin Xiaofeng thought about it, and finally pointed to the eight peachwood swords on Ling Xiao's back and asked, "That, Master Ling, don't you feel very inconvenient with the eight swords on your back?" ”

Ling Xiao didn't look at Lin Xiaofeng at all, and replied lightly: "No." ”

It's not that Ling Xiao really doesn't want to deal with Lin Xiaofeng.

In fact, Ling Xiao is just like Zhenfeng said, his personality has been relatively cold since he was a child, and he looks cold when he talks to anyone.

The two returned to the dormitory, and as soon as the door was opened, Huang Fatzi, Liu Cang and Xu Xiangyang turned their eyes over.

"Xiaofeng, who is this?" Xu Xiangyang asked.

Although the fat man Huang saw Ling Xiao wearing a Taoist robe, he had never seen this buddy, and his eyes also revealed a sense of doubt.

"My friend." Lin Xiaofeng laughed dryly, and then said, "Master Ling, you sleep in my bed, and I will squeeze in with this fat man all night." ”

Ling Xiao nodded slightly, and then looked at Lin Xiaofeng's cabinet instead: "Can you open it for me to see what's inside?" ”

"When, of course you can."

Lin Xiaofeng couldn't help but feel a little vague in his heart, what was so beautiful about his own things, Ling Xiao was the head of Longhu Mountain, so it stands to reason that he hadn't seen any treasure.

Although it was strange in his heart, he still opened the cabinet, Ling Xiao looked inside, and reached out and took out the demon knife to bleed.

"Your eyesight is really good, this is no ordinary baby." Lin Xiaofeng said with a smile: "I got this thing to scrap the boss's strength at that time......"

Before he finished speaking, Ling Xiao actually brushed it and pulled the demon knife out of the scabbard.

"Be careful!" Lin Xiaofeng hurriedly shouted.

Are you kidding?

If Ling Xiao is controlled by the demon knife and blood, will they be able to live?

The demon knife also emitted a light red light with blood, and said, "Haha, boy, you dare to pull me out!" ”

After speaking, a faint bloody aura gushed out from the demon knife's blood, and it surged up along Ling Xiao's arm.

Ling Xiao frowned slightly: "Be quiet for me." ”

The eight peachwood swords behind Ling Xiao all emitted a faint yellow light, and in an instant, they suppressed the bloody qi back.

"How, how is it possible, you are so young, how can you be so powerful?" The demon knife was full of blood, and it was full of disbelief.

Ling Xiao inserted the demon knife back into the scabbard and handed it back to Lin Xiaofeng: "I'm afraid this thing is not so easy to use, if the will is not firm a little, it will be eaten by it, if you can't completely subdue it, it's best not to use it." ”

This is the first time that Ling Xiao has said so many things to him since Lin Xiaofeng met Ling Xiao.

"Master Ling, do you have any way to subdue it?" Lin Xiaofeng couldn't help but ask.

When Ling Xiao heard this, he pondered for a moment, shook his head and said: "This knife has become a demon, I'm afraid it won't be so easy to subdue, and I can't do anything but look at yourself." ”

"Myself?"

Ling Xiao nodded: "This kind of demon knife, what you admire is a strong person, if your ability is extremely strong, you can make this demon knife surrender to you, or it sees that you have the potential to become stronger, and it will be the same." ”

In fact, it is very simple, as long as the demon knife determines that Lin Xiaofeng is a strong man in the future, he will naturally recognize him as the master.

"Go to sleep."

After Ling Xiao finished speaking, he took off the eight swords behind his back and lay down on Lin Xiaofeng's bed.

And Lin Xiaofeng squeezed a bed with Huang Fatzi.

After falling asleep, Huang Fat couldn't help but ask, "Xiaofeng, who is this person?" It looks like a little white face. ”

"Don't talk nonsense." Lin Xiaofeng glanced at the fat man: "This is the head of Longhu Mountain." ”

"What? The head of Longhu Mountain is just this little white face? The fat man was a little surprised.

Huang Fatzi's unabashed temperament, Lin Xiaofeng didn't know what to say about him.

This sleep is quite sound, although the masters of the younger generation of the Demon Dao don't know how many are ready to deal with themselves.

But Lin Xiaofeng didn't care, with Ling Xiao here, what kind of mess could happen?

……

Outside the Chengdu Institute of Physical Education, in a dark alley, there were two young people dressed ordinarily and looking to be twenty-two or three years old.

"This is Chengdu Institute of Physical Education, right?" One of the slightly chubby young men laughed.

This man's name was Yue Ming, and he was the son of a demon protector.

Situ Mingzhi, who was standing beside him, said with a smile: "Brother Yue, you didn't come here to kill Lin Xiaofeng, right?" ”

Situ Mingzhi looked very young, but he was Situ Minglang's younger brother and a member of the Shengjin Sect.

The Sect Leader of the Holy Gold Sect said that the younger generation of the Holy Gold Sect, if anyone killed Lin Xiaofeng, he would become the Young Sect Master of the Holy Gold Sect.

Yue Ming smiled and said, "Brother Situ, aren't you here for this purpose?" ”

"I'm not, I'm just here to see how the man who killed my brother died.

Situ said knowingly.

Although he said so, in his heart he wanted to kill Lin Xiaofeng more than anyone else.

But now he can't act rashly, who knows how many people are staring at Lin Xiaofeng's fat behind him, and whoever is the first bird will definitely not be pleased.

How could Yue Ming not know what he was thinking, he said in a mocking tone: "Brother Situ and your brother are really brothers, and it is really admirable to come thousands of miles to see how Lin Xiaofeng was killed." ”

Situ knew that he didn't care about Yue Ming's ridicule, and said: "Brother Yue Ming has to make a move as soon as possible, don't be preempted by others, Lin Xiaofeng has only one, and he was killed by others first, and if he wants to be one of the eight geniuses of the Demon Dao in the future, I'm afraid there is no hope." ”

Yue Ming sneered in his heart, what about being stupid?

"Don't worry, don't worry, these eight geniuses of the Demon Dao are naturally capable people who deserve it, and they can't be forced, hehe."

In this situation, near the Sports Institute, I don't know how many things have happened.

I don't know how many young talents of the Demon Dao are lurking around the sports institute.

The reason why they didn't act rashly was not because they were afraid that Lin Xiaofeng would be too powerful, but because they were afraid that they would be left behind by those people behind them.

Lin Xiaofeng slept soundly this night.

He woke up in a daze, opened his eyes and sat up.

Huang Fatzi, Liu Cang, and Xu Xiangyang are no longer in the dormitory, and they are estimated to have gone out to class.

Ling Xiao, on the other hand, sat on a chair, took off his eight peachwood swords, and wiped them with a cloth.

"Get up so early in the morning to polish your sword?" Lin Xiaofeng got up, stretched, and then looked at the time, it was only nine o'clock in the morning.

Ling Xiao said indifferently: "They are the swords I have worn since I was a child, I treat them as friends, and they naturally treat me as friends." ”

Lin Xiaofeng said strangely in his heart: "Is there any difference between this?" ”

"If you use them as weapons, then they are just a weapon, and if you treat them as friends, then they will become your friends." Ling Xiao said.

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