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The slight cool breeze blows the vast earth, the sky is blue, the wilderness is vast, and the wind blows and waves to see cattle and sheep. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Buildings like yurts stand over the vast land, and near yurts, there are groups of heavily armed people.

The cold and shining weapons, sharp spears, and heavy walls give people a sense of heaviness and solemnity like a military camp.

The breeze blew, and a figure flashed out, quietly looking at the building in front of him, a solemn color flashed in his eyes, and it was Lin Qingfeng.

Thinking of what the man with a gloomy expression said, Lin Qingfeng sneered slightly, his figure flashed, and he hurried towards the building in front of him.

Heavily guarded, patrolling back and forth with teams of people wearing golden silk armor, their eyes were very vigilant, Lin Qingfeng did not doubt the strong attack power of these armor stomachs.

And Lin Qingfeng's figure flashed, and he appeared near a yurt, and looked at the two heavily armed men at the entrance of the yurt, Lin Qingfeng couldn't help frowning slightly.

After pondering for a long time, Lin Qingfeng made up his mind.

Near the grass, Lin Qingfeng found a small stone, glanced at the two people in front of him slightly, and Lin Qingfeng threw the stone into the distance with a force in his hand.

"Plop", the sound of the stone falling to the ground is so harsh in the cold as water night.

"Who", the two men who were guarding at the door of the yurt, their faces changed, they clenched the sharp weapons in their hands, and looked coldly at the place where the sound was made.

Wait for a moment, only under the cold night sky, the cold moon, everything is so silent, and beyond that, there is nothing.

There was a look of doubt on their faces, and the two men dressed in armor couldn't help but look at each other, and they both saw the incomprehensible look in each other's eyes.

"I'll take a look, you're guarding here," one of the Armor Men said to the other Armor Warrior, looking at the place where the sound was coming from.

"Be careful," another man hurriedly admonished.

"I know," the man with the stomach clenched his weapon in his hand and walked towards the place where the stone was, looking very vigilant.

Another person with a stomach is also staring closely at the person who goes to observe, and when there is a situation, he will definitely react as soon as possible.

Seeing this, Lin Qingfeng smiled, and his figure flashed, and he appeared near the stomach near the yurt and hid.

Glancing slightly, Lin Qingfeng stepped on the ground, only to hear a soft sound, and as soon as the afterimage appeared, Lin Qingfeng's figure appeared behind the man with a stomach.

The cold light of the Heavenly Crystal Sword flashed, and a blood mark appeared on the neck of the man with a stomach, and blood flowed out wildly.

With an unbelievable look on his face, the man with a stomach couldn't help but cover his neck, his mouth opened wide, but he only made a "whirring" sound, and he couldn't make any sound.

"Who", the man who was inspecting just now couldn't help but change his face, and hurriedly looked back, only to see that his companion was still standing there quietly, and there was nothing abnormal.

Seeing this, the man with a stomach couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and was about to say something, as if he had thought of something, his face changed greatly, and he withdrew wildly, and at the same time opened his mouth, and was about to shout out.

At this time, a cold light flashed, and under the cold moonlight, it was so charming.

His face changed wildly, and the man with a stomach didn't care about shouting, so he hurriedly picked up the sharp weapon and walked towards his front.

At this time, the cold light flashed, the direction changed, and he directly bypassed the sharp weapon and cut the neck of the man with a stomach.

Hearing only a soft sound of "poof", this man with a stomach with a frightened look tightly covered his neck that was constantly bleeding blood, with deep unwillingness.

There was a soft sound of "poof", and as soon as the legs and feet of the man with a stomach were weak, he fell to the ground and turned into a corpse with a cold body.

The figure must be determined, and Lin Qingfeng's figure stood next to the man with a stomach.

Quietly looking ahead, on the Tianjing Sword, a blood mark appeared, and a drop of crimson blood flowed down the Tianjing Sword to the ground.

There was a soft "tick" sound, and the blood fell to the ground with a soft sound.

Looking at the two cold corpses coldly, Lin Qingfeng gently lifted the two corpses up, and used two wooden poles to lift the cold corpses, and no one found anything abnormal.

He sneered, and after seeing that there was nothing abnormal in the situation, Lin Qingfeng's figure flashed, and his figure quickly walked into the yurt.

The faint candlelight shone quietly in the gray yurt, and in the line of sight, Lin Qingfeng's eyes flickered slightly, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Suddenly, Lin Qingfeng's eyes froze, and he couldn't help but look ahead.

I saw a shadow in front of me, an old man with dull skin and a tightly wrinkled scalp lurking in the shadow.

Seeing this, Lin Qingfeng's face changed, and he flashed to the side.

This old man with slightly wrinkled skin had a cold and terrifying look in his eyes, and a ghostly intent permeated his body, making his body inevitably have a hint of darkness.

Slightly showing a thoughtful look, Lin Qing's eyes were quiet, slightly puzzled, and he followed the old man with a hint of darkness all over his body.

As if he felt something, the old man, who was covered in black gas, couldn't help but look back.

There was no trace of popularity behind him, only a faint candlelight, quietly shining on the slightly dark yurt.

With a puzzled look on his face, the old man who was covered in darkness couldn't help but shake his head, and after turning his head, he continued to walk slowly forward.

The figure flashed, Lin Qingfeng's figure flashed out from a shadow, looking at this old man who was full of black gas, he couldn't help patting his chest, and secretly screamed that it was dangerous.

Lin Qingfeng didn't expect that since this old man who was shrouded in darkness had such a keen insight, it was obvious that this person was not as simple as he imagined.

Observing the situation of this old man, Lin Qingfeng's eyes flickered, revealing a slight ghostly light.

"Sixth layer of Qi refining, this is the first cultivator I have seen, is the cultivation wind here so weak" Lin Qingfeng looked puzzled, and Nan Nan said to himself.

As the old man, covered in black gas, kept walking towards the yurt. Lin Qingfeng couldn't help but feel that the surrounding environment was getting darker and darker, and it was getting colder and colder.

Sensing this, Lin Qingfeng's face changed slightly, and he became more and more vigilant.

Thinking of these situations, Lin Qingfeng couldn't help but hold the Tianjing Sword tighter, even if there was a sea of swords and fires in front of him, Lin Qingfeng had to take a look.

The Heavenly Crystal Sword seemed to sense what Lin Qingfeng was thinking, and it also trembled slightly. A trace of warmth and moisturizing meaning passed into Lin Qingfeng's body along the Tianjing Sword, making Lin Qingfeng's heart also warm slightly. Clouds and rain

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