Lin Futian gently put his hand on the hilt of the sword, turned his gaze, looked at Long Yuexin, and said, "Park the car for a while, it seems that we are being targeted." Long Yuexin said suspiciously, "How did you find out?" Lin Futian leaned his head on the carriage and said lightly, "Intuition." Long Yuexin rolled her eyes and said, "Boring." Lin Futian opened the curtain of the car, and the sunshine in early spring was still as bright as ever, but there was more solemnity in the air.

After Lin Futian got out of the car, he found a big tree with thick roots and sat on the root of the tree that was exposed to the ground. Long Yuexin looked at Lin Futian sitting under the tree suspiciously, not knowing what he wanted to do, Long Yuexin opened the corner of the car curtain, revealing a cute little face, and her long eyelashes were draped in a golden veil of sunshine, and said: "Lin Futian!

Lin Futian raised his head and said, "The one on the tree, you are quite patient, and followed us all the way, but ah, my patience is not so good." ”

The assassin in the tree was shocked, how did this little doll find out? shouldn't it? It can't be a scare, hehe, I must have thought too much, how could such a young child find me?

Under the tree, the corners of Lin Futian's mouth curled up, and he said, "Still not coming out?" My patience is really not good. "Alas. Lin Futian sighed and said, "Is the weather good over there in the Snow Field?" Long Yuexin looked at Lin Futian sitting there talking to himself, and was even more puzzled, thinking that Lin Futian was just trying to play tricks on himself, but now it seems that maybe, it is true!

At the moment when Lin Futian's inexplicable words fell, the branches on the tree suddenly burst, and the black-clothed assassin couldn't care about hiding himself at the moment, at this time his heart was full of shock and fear, and he thought: "This son must be eliminated quickly, otherwise, this son will ...... in the future It's terrible, how did he guess it?!" Seeing the black-clothed assassin rushing towards him, Lin Futian was calm, his right hand flicked lightly, the scabbard flew out, and it was inserted in front of the carriage, the sword came out, and the name of the sword was: Moon Pot. Lin Futian received the full force of the black-clothed assassin's blow, with the two of them as the center, layers of ripples were stirred up around him, Lin Futian smiled, the black-clothed assassin's eyes trembled slightly, he was afraid. I thought that this assassination would be successful, but now it seems that the boy in front of him, who looks like he is only seven years old, is hiding too deeply...... Lin Futian said: "Hey, little girl, don't make trouble, I can handle it myself, you just protect my scabbard!"

Long Yuexin, who was about to help, heard this, stopped, pouted, walked to Lin Futian's scabbard angrily, and sat down, she is not an ordinary little girl who doesn't know the general situation, as a princess of the empire, she naturally doesn't go back to fight back, which will disrupt Lin Futian's battle, this is a little truth, she still understands. After sitting down, she found that there was a defensive layer around the scabbard, which was built by Lin Yan with a lot of money, Long Yuexin pressed a blue gem on the scabbard, and the defensive layer instantly enveloped her, and this defensive cover was unbreakable by Emperor Yuan.

Long Yuexin felt a little more in her heart, but what it was, she didn't know now.

When the black-clothed assassin saw that Lin Futian was ignoring him, he was immediately furious in his heart, and shouted: "Rampant boy, I will let you die today without a place to bury!" Lin Futian looked at the black big knife pressed on the moon pot and said: "Hehe, it is estimated that you have used a lot of people to practice this knife, and the knife is already ink-colored, not bad." This tone is like an evaluation from a senior to a junior.

To the black-clad assassins, it sounded harsh. Lin Futian found that the situation at this time could not be maintained for too long, so Lin Futian picked up his right hand, and the black-clothed assassin jumped back, and the pressure on Lin Futian's body suddenly lightened a lot, using instantaneous wind movement, Lin Futian instantly appeared behind the black-clothed assassin, quickly swung his sword, and cut the word, at this time, Lin Futian was using the swordsmanship, and the complicated white light was dizzying. The flesh and blood behind the man in black were flying, and the blood was constantly splashing around, Lin Futian said: "As a killer, you are really too unprofessional, reincarnate in the next life, become a monk." ”

The black-clothed assassin's eyes were full of unwillingness, and his only thought at the moment was, hurry! This sword technique is too fast! And what about the others?

Bright blood-colored flowers, corpses, blood, snow bloomed on the snow. Lin Futian smiled: "What a painting!" Lifting the sword and writing a few words on the snow, with a flick of his right hand, the blood on the moon pot was thrown away, Lin Futian turned around and walked towards Long Yuexin, all of this was so calm, Lin Futian had an inexplicable smile on the corner of his mouth, he, before the killing, was as white as snow, and after the killing, he was still the same.

Long Yuexin's heart turned up in turmoil at this time, Lin Futian's killing method can be described as extremely simple and fast, but this is the point, there are few people in the world who can do it, I remember asking my father what a master is, and my father said: "Master, you can kill people simply and simply." ”

At that time, Long Yuexin didn't understand, but now she seemed to know, and her gaze at Lin Futian softened, and there seemed to be something more in her eyes.

I don't know when, Lin Futian has come to Long Yuexin's side, put the sword into the scabbard, the defensive layer around Long Yuexin suddenly disappeared, Long Yuexin hurriedly got up, patted the snow on his body, his blue eyes were shining, Long Yuexin bit his lip, and said hesitantly: "You ......" still couldn't say it.

Lin Futian looked at her appearance of wanting to speak and stopped, smiled, and said, "I know what you want to ask, but you will swallow this matter in your stomach today, you must remember, don't tell your father." ”

Long Yuexin asked suspiciously, "Why? You are so strong, why are you hiding?"

Lin Futian looked at the snow-covered forest, sighed, and said, "Alas...... This forest is not peaceful, let alone the world's great trees. ”

Long Yuexin nodded as if she didn't understand, and said, "En, I understand, but now that you have attracted the wind, I don't say it or not." ”

Lin Futian smiled helplessly: "This time I'm lucky, that assassin's level is lower than mine, but it's hard to say next time." ”

Long Yuexin comforted: "It's okay, you still have me, you can't beat it, I'll help you." After finishing speaking, he suddenly realized something, and his little face turned red.

Lin Futian turned his head and looked at Long Yuexin in surprise, and said with a smile: "Hehe, I hope there won't be that day." ”

The breeze rose, raising the hair of the two, one smiling like a flower, the other full of spring breeze, in the early winter snow, naturally blooming.

Lin Futian and Long Yuexin left this slaughtering forest in a car, and the sun paved a dizzying road for them, this road is a great road!

After Lin Futian and Long Yuexin left, in the forest just now, an old man sat on a branch, with a quaint wine jug hanging from his waist, the old man tilted his head towards Lin Futian and them, under the silver hair, his deep blue eyes flashed, and his chin with a white beard moved slightly: "This little pervert." "With the old man as the center, on the treetops within a radius of several miles, there are many corpses of people dressed in black.

The old man landed next to the corpse of the black-clothed assassin that Lin Futian had killed earlier, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he saw a line of words written next to the corpse of the black-clothed man: "Great grace is not thankful." The old man laughed and thought, "It's really a pervert!"

The old man's fingers grabbed in the air, and all the corpses on the branches were swept over, piled up with the corpse of the black-clothed assassin, and when the index finger was pressed down, a huge pit suddenly appeared on the ground, and with a wave of his right hand, they were all still in the pit, and in a blink of an eye, there were no more corpses in the forest. It seems that nothing has happened, the forest is still the forest, but this river and lake is not the old one......

The old man looked at the direction of Lin Futian and their departure, and said with a smile: "Hehe, what a painting!"