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Feng Longde frowned, and said in his heart that it was really a blessing or a curse, and it was a disaster that could not be avoided, and he originally thought that he would be able to slip away after buying the horse unconsciously, but he still bumped into it in front of the gong.

It seemed that the other party also noticed that there was also a strange atmosphere in the stable, and the other party's momentum suddenly rose, and then a figure appeared at the door of the stable.

Through the peephole of the helmet, Feng Longde saw a girl with silver half-length hair combed into a doll's head and a black ribbon, with a white ghost entrenched beside her, wearing a turquoise short coat and skirt over her white shirt, white socks and black leather shoes, and a pair of equally blue eyes staring at her, as if trying to see what was under the armor.

In addition to what he saw with the naked eye, Feng Longde also discovered through the perception of his own soul that not only the girl in front of him had a soul in her body. Moreover, the white ghost surrounding her body was also a spirit body, but Feng Longde still had no way of judging whether the two were one or had their own consciousness.

The girl frowned and looked at the guy in front of her with a white burqa and hooded cape over the black heavy armor, because she was wearing a fully enclosed demon ring-winged barrel helmet, she couldn't tell whether this person was a man or a woman, she could only judge from his body size that it should be a man: although there are not no tall girls in Gensokyo, but they can be tall and so strong at the same time. I guess that's the one in front of me

Of course, except for the ghost king in the old capital, and there is no girl with a surname in Gensokyo who likes to wear armor, so she will judge that this armor man should be a man.

"It's actually a customer who buys horses?" Seeing the northland war horses held by Feng Longde, the girl showed surprise on her face, and then saw the owner of the horse market from behind Feng Longde, ran over and grabbed it and didn't let go: "Didn't you say that the horses haven't been bred yet?"

When the boss of the horse market saw that it was this master, his face immediately turned bitter, and he looked as if he had encountered a protection fee: "This young lady, we have already said it." Your purchase will not even be spared by the breed of horses used for breeding, this guest is just "

"Just what?" the girl stared at the owner of the horse market, her eyes so sharp that beads of sweat broke out on his forehead.

"I just booked these three Northland war horses in advance, and I'm here to pick them up today. Feng Longde's voice came through the helmet, sounding dull and monotonous, "I am Feng Longde, the leader of the Teutonic camp in the north of the world, are you?"

"Soul Demon Nightmare. The White Jade Tower of the Underworld serves the soul of the Xixing Temple family, the family master and guard. Youmeng looked at Feng Longde and replied, "I seem to hear the villagers occasionally chatting about 'Teuton' or something every time I come to the village to buy something, and you said that these horses were ordered by you before?"

"That's right. Feng Longde shrugged. Even the shoulder armor trembled, "And I also heard about your situation from the owner of the horse market, as far as my personal feeling is concerned, wouldn't it be better to let the water flow for a long time? ”

Feng Longde originally had the idea of sneaking back to the camp after buying the horses as soon as possible, but when he saw that the current situation had not changed, it was estimated that all the horses in the world would have disappeared, and it was estimated that the next thing to be entangled would be the Teutonic camp on his side. Therefore, Feng Longde had to jump into this big pit by himself.

"Look at you, are you trying to stop me?" Youmeng raised her chin slightly.

"I'll go!" Feng Longde blamed himself in his heart for forgetting the too straightforward and innocent character of this half-human, half-spirit girl, and directly understood that she wanted to fight, "I mean, it's not impossible for you to buy a horse." But the question is, can you reduce the quantity? No one is stopping you from buying it!"

Youmeng looked at Feng Longde, who spread his hands helplessly, and after thinking about it, he said: "What you said is not unreasonable, but in the list of what Lord Yuyouzi needs every day, these are essential, I can't help but buy them, after all, the needs of my own adults are the orders given to me." ”

Feng Longde: "To be honest, he really doesn't know how to stop this stereotypical master from buying horses to extinction, unless he fights with her, otherwise it is useless to chew his mouth!"

"It seems that the current situation cannot be solved in words. It seemed that he and Feng Longde thought of going together, and Youmeng's hands slowly touched the handles of the two Japanese swords on his waist and back, "Outside?"

Before the demon dream could finish speaking, the boss of the horse market roared at a gallop: "Two adults, you want to fight out! My stable can't withstand your tossing!"

Feng Longde & Demon Dream: ""

To be honest, Feng Longde felt that the bravest person in the scene should be this horse market boss: a dragon spirit prototype and a half-human, half-spirit, or in layman's terms, a guy who is not a human ghost or a ghost is about to stab each other, and he shouted as an ordinary human to let two quasi-monster-level guys go out to fight, which is not clear whether it is a lack of heart or responsibility.

Feng Longde glanced at Youmeng, although the latter couldn't see it on his face, he was also quite speechless from the fluctuation of his soul.

Feng Longde shrugged his shoulders and walked towards the outside of the stable, and Youmeng also walked out: it was absolutely unwise to fight in a place like the stable, where the space was small and the light was not clear, no matter who it was, and that the fight had to be careful not to harm the innocent. After all, it's not the kind of behavior that belongs to youkai that must attack humans.,Once the moth comes out, it's the rhythm of the Hakurei witch every minute.。

There weren't many people in the horse market, and soon after the horse market boss came out and snorted a few times, there weren't many horse dealers scattered in the first place, so that there was nothing else in the horse market except for empty fences and sheds, and everyone either ran away. Or run into the surrounding houses to act as cover and take shelter.

Feng Longde glanced around, and the soul scan showed that there were definitely not a few people in the house watching the excitement: after knowing that he and Youmeng were ready to fight, these human residents obviously took this battle as fun after making sure that they were in a safe area, just like there was always such a large crowd of onlookers during a duel.

Except for festivals, festivals and some private performances, there is basically no daily entertainment, so it is rare for anyone (non-human) to fight nowadays, and the big guys are sitting in high spirits waiting for the fight to start, just like gathering in front of the TV to watch a boxing match live.

Unbuttoning the hood and cloak on his body and throwing it on the ground, Feng Longde looked at the demon dream who was also preparing to attack. After thinking about it carefully, I began to continue to take it off.

Don't get me wrong—Feng Longde definitely didn't have the slightest intention of playing hooligan, and he wasn't absolutely sure that he would be able to play hooligan without being beaten, the main reason for doing this was that he remembered the attributes of the two Japanese swords in Youmeng.

If Feng Longde remembers correctly, one of the two Japanese swords used by Youmeng is the "Louguan Sword" that is said to have been forged by youkai handed down by her grandfather's soul monster, and the other is the "White Mansion Sword", a treasure knife handed down by the soul family since ancient times: the former has a longer blade, and the sword itself has a dual effect similar to ignoring physical defense and being able to damage spirits, and it is said that almost nothing is cut by it, and the latter is relatively shorter and does not have the same perverted effect as the former. But if you are hurt by it, even the smallest wound will feel extreme pain. It's like the soul hurts.

If this is true, then Feng Longde's Teutonic Gothic plate armor can be regarded as a waste: this kind of plate armor has excellent defense against physical effect attacks, but it is useless in the face of a Bug-level weapon like Louguan Sword that ignores defense at all, and wearing it will also affect his speed, so it is better to travel lightly, at least not to suffer in speed.

Ordinary Gothic and Milanese plates are not something that the wearer can wear and remove on his own. What's more, he was wearing a Teutonic Gothic plate armor that almost grew on the wearer's body, but Feng Longde had a method that no one else could learn, he directly fine-tuned the flesh and blood on his body to form a small structure similar to a miniature hand, and untied the armor fixation from the inside one by one, and then the plate armor accessories on his body were unloaded by Feng Longde one by one and thrown on the ground with his bare hands.

This unique skill of fine-tuning flesh and blood for fine manipulation was also something that Feng Longde explored little by little when he trained his combat skills, sometimes in order not to get rid of his weapon in a fight. Feng Longde will figure out how to make the Ron virus form an adhesion effect, and be able to make some subtle movements, but it is only limited to opening the buckle from the inside of the armor, far from the point where he can adjust a sharp claw or iron fist by himself.

The burqa and various plate armor accessories were scattered on the ground, and Feng Longde was wearing a set of clothes that seemed to be black tight-fitting combat uniforms condensed from his own flesh and blood, only the shin guards and steel boots on his legs were still worn on his legs and feet, and the plate armor gloves on his hands

Finally, taking off the demon ring-winged barrel helmet and chain mail turban on his head and throwing them aside, Feng Longde twisted his neck, then took off the one-handed battle axe from the axe ring on the right side of his waist with his left hand, and drew the knight's long sword from the scabbard on the left side of his waist with his right hand, and put on the standard double-wielding starting hand: "Come on." ”

Almost at the moment when Feng Longde spoke, Youmeng's feet tapped the ground, and the whole person rushed over as if he was stepping on a spring.

Feng Longde almost didn't react, instinctively sensing the danger, he didn't care if it looked good or not, and rolled directly on the spot, but he could avoid a flash of sword light.

After rolling around twice, he stood up with his hands propped up, Feng Longde could see clearly that Youmeng held a long knife with a diamond-shaped pattern on the handle of the knife in his right hand, and his left hand was still holding the handle of another long knife, ready to pull it out at any time.

Swallowing his saliva, Feng Longde's one-handed battle axe in his left hand was in front of him, and the knight's long sword in his right hand rushed over with a posture of slashing at any time, and a faint blood-red mist began to erupt on his body.

Sprint!

The speed blessing brought by the Ron virus made Feng Longde's impact slightly inferior to the speed of Youmeng, and he rushed forward and immediately slashed the one-handed battle axe in his left hand towards Youmeng.

"Bang!" A cold light flashed, and the one-handed battle axe in Feng Longde's left hand suddenly became shorter, and the axe blade flew out with half of the axe handle.

At this time, Yumu's left hand no longer remained still, but brandished a long knife with a cherry blossom pattern printed on the hilt of the knife that had long been unsheathed, and a long knife with ghost-like white hair on the end of the handle. With the action of drawing the knife out of the sheath, the scabbard has a red and white cloth strip like a seal, and a small flower tied to it with a thin string.

Youmeng's left hand had already made a move to withdraw the long knife, and Feng Longde could only watch as the long knife in her right hand slashed towards him.

"Ahh

The intense pain filled the entire soul almost instantly, Feng Longde didn't even hold on for two seconds before he snorted, and finally gritted his teeth again, as if it hurt to the extreme.

I don't know if it was intentional by Youmeng or Feng Longde finally dodged a short distance, the wound on his chest was at most just a cut of the flesh and skin, not to mention the internal organs, even the bones were not injured, it was not a serious injury, but it was this kind of "minor injury" that could make Feng Longde scream in pain.

Feng Longde gasped and slowly climbed up from the ground, as the flesh and blood of the wound began to intertwine with each other, weaving the damaged structures in the wound like needles and threads, gradually regenerating muscles, skin, and clothing covering it.

After Feng Longde regained his footing, the wound on his chest healed completely as if it had never appeared, and if it weren't for Feng Longde's face still twitching, no one would have thought that he had been injured before.

After seeing this scene, Youmeng's face, which had been flat, twitched slightly: although she left a hand to kill with a knife when she slashed, this man screamed so vigorously and didn't faint but got up and planned to fight again, which was enough to surprise her, not to mention seeing that the wounds on his body were gradually healing.

Youmu began to raise his vigilance, and an opponent whose injuries could heal quickly without serious injuries could be very tricky at any time: this meant that even if the opponent did not have much of a combat power level, this persistent stalking tactic alone could easily drag him down.

If you want to completely knock down the man in front of you, you can only inflict serious but non-fatal damage as instantly as possible and not give him a chance to regenerate, otherwise the battle will definitely fall into an infinite cycle of healing after being cut and then being slashed, and it is difficult to say who will win or who will lose in the end.

Youmeng clenched the two long knives in his hands, ready to attack. (To be continued......)