Chapter 387: Transaction

Bang!

Qingfeng felt like he was being slammed into from behind by a wild beast, the powerful impact force made his body twist strongly, and his upper body was horizontal in mid-air, almost completely parallel to the ground, and the blue sky was reflected in his out-of-focus pupils. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

What's going on?

The violent impact made the expression on his face dazed.

Ai Hui maintained a swinging posture in the air, and the dragon spine sword in his hand was like a chain ball picked up, and the full force made half of his arm a little numb. Looking at the breeze thrown away from afar, Ai Hui slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air in his chest.

WhewW......

Ai Hui gasped in the air, sweat gushing out of his pores like a spring, and in the blink of an eye, his whole body felt as if he had just been fished out of the water, his clothes were soaked, and the sweat was dripping.

After a few moments, Ai Hui's breathing calmed down, and his sharply heaving chest began to stabilize. Ai Hui's body trembled slightly, and the sweat on his body turned into a white mist, and the mist steamed.

The assault just now was a change of action in a hurry, and his speed had reached the extreme at that time, and the strong wind pressure was like an iron wall. It was his impromptu move to chisel through the wind wall with a sword, but he didn't expect the effect to be so good!

But this move had a very heavy load on his body, and for a moment Ai Hui felt that his body was going to be torn apart by a powerful force.

It would take some time to perfect this move, and Ai Hui felt that if he could complete a similar breakthrough in battle, the opponent would definitely be caught off guard.

Calming down, Ai Hui landed beside Qingfeng.

It was also a coincidence that the breeze fell into the convoy just now. Just now, he was still killed and killed, and in the blink of an eye, his life hung by a thread, and life was too impermanent.

Qingfeng's body was completely scattered by Ai Hui's blow, and the grass tendons spread out into a mess, and some of them hung a section of lotus root, scattered on the ground.

Bang, bang, bang, grass tendons are like eels thrown on the ground, jumping from time to time, looking very weird.

Qingfeng completely lost control of the grass tendons, and he was like an octopus with a human head on top of it.

Qingfeng gritted his teeth: "Dai Zong will definitely not let you go!"

Ai Hui laughed hard, and then forced himself to hold back, pretending to be helpless: "No way, there is a way in heaven that you don't go, and there is no door to hell for you to come." ā€

Qingfeng held his breath, his face turned red, and he said hatefully: "If you want to kill, you can kill, you don't need to humiliate me!"

Ai Hui looked surprised: "Kill you, why do you want to kill you?"

Qingfeng's face suddenly softened a lot, don't look at his cruel words just now, in fact, he was extremely afraid of death in his heart. He hurriedly said: "Let me go, I will definitely repay you, you make a price!"

"Let you go?" Ai Hui shook his head again and again: "What if you come to take revenge? You are a member of Daizong, I can't afford to mess with you." ā€

Qingfeng's face became ugly: "What do you want?"

Zhao Bai'an ran over panting, he heard the conversation between Ai Hui and Qingfeng just now, and said loudly: "My lord, don't believe his words, he can recover his vitality as long as he devours the wood element material!"

Qingfeng's face changed greatly, he deliberately talked to Ai Hui, but a few grass tendons quietly stretched out towards the goods of the convoy, but he didn't expect to be told by Zhao Bai'an.

A cruel anger appeared on his face: "Look for death!"

A grass tendon suddenly bounced to the ground, turning into a straight phantom, like an arrow breaking through the air, towards Zhao Bai'an.

The phantom in the air flashed, and there was a crisp crack, and the bounced grass tendons were slapped away by Ai Hui again.

"The captives are still so arrogant, I like your temper tantrums!"

Ai Hui landed beside Qingfeng again, looking at Qingfeng with a smile on his face.

Qingfeng was furious when Ai Hui saw it, and said inwardly: "What do you want to do......?"

Ai Hui interrupted him and nodded with a familiar face: "Dai Zong won't let me go, I understand!"

Qingfeng's remaining words were blocked in his throat, and his face was flushed.

Ai Hui turned his face and asked Zhao Bo'an, "You said that he can recover his body by devouring Mu Yuan materials?"

Zhao Baian replied solemnly: "Yes, my lord, you see that half of the cargo of the convoy was swallowed by him. ā€

Ai Hui thoughtfully: "So that's the case. ā€

His next move surprised Zhao Bai'an, Ai Hui's sword tip was picked, Qingfeng was picked up, and it smashed directly into the clover rattan car.

Qingfeng was smashed and dizzy, and after a while, he came back to his senses and found that all around him were Mu Yuan materials, and he was ecstatic in his heart, and without saying a word, he frantically devoured Mu Yuan materials.

The scattered grass tendons all over his body began to gather and condense.

After devouring several carts of wood yuan materials in a row, Qingfeng returned to his previous appearance, and his eyes rolled wildly while burying his head in his desperate devouring.

In the blink of an eye, only half of the goods in the car remained, and the breeze that was immersed in eating suddenly turned around and ran.

This time he did not fly into the air, but ran wildly towards the forest, only to see the grass tendons of his legs spread out and turn into a large spider, and his movements were extremely fast.

Seeing that he was about to rush into the jungle, Qingfeng's face showed ecstasy.

A chill locked onto him.

Qingfeng's body froze suddenly, and the cold sword intent almost froze his body. It was like a real killing machine, enveloping his whole body, and if he dared to make a slight move, the killing move would come suddenly.

"You ......"

The breeze was full of souls, and his throat trembled.

"I understand, Dai Zong will not let me go. ā€

Ai Hui's tone was faint, and the cold joke he said was so cold that the breeze was like falling into an ice cellar.

Qingfeng didn't understand why he could always meet powerful swordsmanship Yuan Xiu, and one was more powerful than the other, and the swordsmanship Yuan Xiu in front of him who didn't know where to come out of nowhere, his strength was more terrifying than Chu Chaoyang's.

"Come here. ā€

The faint tone was unquestionable.

Qingfeng honestly retreated, he hung his head and was very depressed, but he was also relieved in his heart. He was now certain that the other party did not want his life.

Although he didn't know why the other party was around him, he knew that he definitely didn't care about Dai Zong.

The killing machine dissipated and became invisible, just like his delusion just now.

The other party smiled and groaned, just like the boy next door, I don't know why, Qingfeng's heart was even more chilly.

"You had a good hand just now, come on, let's try again. ā€

Ai Hui's gentle tone was still encouraging, but it only made Qingfeng more frightened and desperate. The excessively young face in front of him was like a terrible devil in Qingfeng's eyes, and his heart trembled, where did the demon come from?

So young, so strong, so sophisticated that it doesn't match age.

But even then, don't try to command yourself.

But when the words came to his mouth, his tongue trembled, and he blurted out: "Try ...... What to try?"

As soon as the words came out, he was inexplicably ashamed, he was a subordinate of the Dai Sect, and he was cowardly in front of a young man.

Ai Hui didn't know that Qingfeng's mental activities were so rich, he compared the stabbing action just now: "That's it, you sparring well, if you do a good job, I'll let you go back after sparring." ā€

A strong sense of humiliation permeates the whole body, oh my God, the breeze is clear, and he is actually regarded as a sparring partner by the other party!

Who is you? The breeze! The vicious breeze! The breeze that kills people like numbness, and the breeze that kills and kills...... Actually, he was regarded as a sparring partner by a little hairy child?

Is it tolerable or intolerable?

It is better to die standing than to live on your knees!

Life should be a masterpiece, and death is also a ghost!

The blood in his brain was excited, and he rushed to the door of his head, blurting out: "Really?"

As soon as the words came out, he wanted to give himself an ear scraper, and his face was like a fire.

Ai Hui blinked his eyes, looking solemn and innocent: "Of course, a gentleman is difficult to chase after a horse." ā€

Then he followed the temptation: "You see, I can also provide Mu Yuan materials, just say what you need." Why bother? We have no grudges, do we? I need a sparring partner, and I pay you, it's a fair deal, a business, right?"

Qingfeng's heart was pounding, this time his mission was a complete failure, what would his master do to him after he returned? This is a question he has never dared to think about before.

Before coming, the master had told him that there was no room for failure in this mission.

Not to mention that he went back empty-handed, his body was still so damaged, and the Netherworld Lotus Seed was badly damaged, and it would not only take a long time to restore it to its previous state, but also a lot of precious materials. His mind was devastated, and even if his body recovered, he would not be able to return to the peak state of the year.

The master will not waste so many precious materials on a useless grass lotus puppet.

This was the day he was most afraid of, but he didn't expect it to come.

The breeze was a little gloomy, but there was some relief.

The fate that awaits him after going back fills his heart with fear, and now he doesn't have to go back, but he is relieved, but he is very at a loss at the same time. In any case, the master is the one who gave him a second life and has great kindness to him. And he is used to obeying the master's orders to do one thing and kill a person, and the state he is facing now makes him a little overwhelmed.

After a long silence, he suddenly said, "If one day I want to leave, you can't stop me." ā€

Ai Hui replied briskly: "No problem! Then we will say so?"

"Good. With that, he walked to the caravan and devoured the remaining cargo of the caravan.

Ai Hui is very satisfied, and it is difficult to find a suitable sparring partner. If the strength is too weak, it can't play the role of a sparring partner, and who will be a strong sparring partner?

His gaze turned to Zhao Bai'an, who was stunned to the side: "I bought your goods, how much does it cost?"

The situation changed so quickly that Zhao Boan's head couldn't turn at all. Wasn't it still you dead and alive before? Why did the style of painting suddenly change?

When he heard Ai Hui's question, a spirit came to his senses: "The villain begs the adult to take him in!"

This experience shattered all his unrealistic fantasies. In this troubled world, there is no strong force, and no matter how much wealth you have, it is the moon in the mirror.

Ai Hui was a little surprised, but he didn't refuse, but asked in a deep voice, "What will you do?"

He now has a much broader horizon, knows the limitations of his abilities, and knows that many things need people and specialized talents. The guys in the Sword Cultivation Dojo are okay to fight and kill, and the rest of the things are enough.

Ai Hui's heart moved, maybe he needed to recruit some experienced people, such as craftsmen, such as merchants.

You can't build a city just by fighting and killing.

ps: Three more tomorrow. (To be continued.) )