Chapter 63: White-faced Langjun

When he saw the moon in love, Wang Ling and Qingfeng were no longer calm, especially Qingfeng, his eyes were cracking, as if there was anger gushing out, his chest rose and fell violently, if it wasn't for Wang Ling quietly clasping his wrist, Qingfeng would have already rushed over and fought with the other party.

"Calm down, don't be reckless." Wang Ling said in a deep voice.

Qingfeng gritted her teeth and said: "This damn mother-in-law, I have long advised her not to act rashly, but she didn't listen, now it's okay, it's in the hands of others, and when I get home, see how I teach this stinky mother-in-law!" ”

Although the tone was fierce, Wang Ling heard his eagerness to save his wife, and knew that Qingfeng would never leave the moon behind, and then looked at the white-faced scholar opposite, smiling and groaning, and the paper fan shook gently, Wang Ling frowned and asked: "Listen to Mo Zhongling, the two Wupin stationed here, one is the white-faced Langjun Zheng Shaoyun, and the other is called the tooth-picking ghost Gu Tong, he can't be the one surnamed Zheng, right?" ”

Hearing the names Zheng Shaoyun and Gu Tong, Qingfeng was stunned, he had heard of the names of these two people, but he had never met, but since it was said from Wang Ling's mouth, there would definitely be no fake, that Mo Zhongling was a person on the black list, and in the case of bent on death, there must not be that kind heart to cover up for Dali Mountain Court, he looked at the other party a few times from afar, and looked at the scholar's figure, appearance, demeanor and temperament, all of which were the same as the rumored Zheng Shaoyun, and leaned towards Wang Ling's side.

"It should be him, Zheng Shaoyun is a long-famous five-grade master, a genuine five-grade qi refiner, the fan in his hand, called Xunfeng mud gold fan, he was originally a teacher in the Wendao Palace, and then he defected from the palace for some reason, and entered the Dali Mountain Court, this person's means of resisting the wind are not bad, I really want me to make it clear, Zhao Hailong is in front of him, and he only has to run away with his head, adults are still careful, it's really not good...", Qingfeng suddenly showed sadness, gritted his teeth and said: "I can send the adults away, after leaving the forest, Don't take the waterway again, run to the north, run as far as possible, with the running speed of a warrior, maybe there is a glimmer of life. ”

Hearing that there seemed to be a saying of farewell in his words, Wang Ling's heart trembled and said, "What about you?" ”

Qingfeng reluctantly looked at the reluctance of the moon who was caught, and spat on the ground fiercely: "I really want to run away with adults, but there must be someone in the palace, right?" Besides, the mother-in-law is a little fierce, but after all, she is her own woman, and I am a cheap person, without her, life is a little boring, so I simply don't leave. “

Wang Ling said: "What stupid things are you talking about? Let's save people together, and if you want to go, let's go together! ”

Seeing that he was so willful, Qingfeng wanted to say something more, but he heard the scholar on the other side say lightly: "Two, the time I let you two talk is so that you can explain your last words to each other, which can be regarded as courtesy. ”

Wang Ling and Qingfeng glanced at each other, and without waiting for the other party to finish speaking, they killed left and right, Zheng Shaoyun's eyes were cold, and he sighed: "Alas, those who walk the martial arts are really some horsemen who don't know how to be polite, so let's play with you." ”

I saw that his sleeve robe was swaying lightly, and a strong wind blew out of the folding fan in his hand, and the trees in front of him instantly bent over, as if they might be broken at any time.

Zheng Shaoyun smiled indifferently, and with another wave of the fan, countless wind blades flew towards the location where the two were hiding, and there was a crackling sound, and pieces of branches and leaves fell from the trees, and even the thick trunks were swept up by the wind blades, and the saplings that had not yet grown were cut in two.

Wang Ling looked at the mess around him, his heart was shocked, he looked at the gap like a knife and axe on the trunk, and imagined that if he was hit so many times, even if Wufu had rough skin and thick meat, it was estimated that it would not be much better, mother, I had never seen what Wupin was like, if I had known that it was so ruthless, how dare I provoke Wang Dianyu!

In comparison, Qingfeng seemed much calmer, he secretly poked his head out, his eyes wandered back and forth between Zheng Shaoyun and Lianyue, and he didn't know what he was thinking, he could just see Wang Ling's position from here, and suddenly noticed that there was a movement over there, Qingfeng hurriedly turned his head to look over, but saw that Wang Ling was drawing a few inexplicable gestures in front of him, and his mouth moved exaggeratedly a few times, as if he was communicating silently with himself, but he couldn't understand it, and for a while, he was a little confused.

Seeing his dazed look, Wang Ling hurriedly changed a set of simple and easy-to-understand gestures, this time Qingfeng finally understood, and quietly nodded his head, Wang Ling breathed a sigh of relief, as long as he could understand, he hid behind the tree and stretched out three fingers.

Three

Two

One!

The two of them fought again from behind the bunker at the same time, Wang Ling held a long knife in his hand and rushed towards Zheng Shaoyun at a very fast speed, while Qingfeng held the ground with both hands and said something in his mouth.

"Stubborn!" Zheng Shaoyun glanced at the two of them with disdain, in his eyes, these two people were so anxious to expose themselves, it was tantamount to looking for death, folding a fan and waving, a strong wind with a wind blade blew towards the two again, and the first target was Wang Ling, who was charging ahead.

Despite his best efforts to dodge, Wang Ling's body still had a few more blood marks, and the black uniform belonging to the city servant was already in tatters, but Wang Ling didn't care, and he had no intention of retreating at all.

Seeing that this servant was like a reckless man, Zheng Shaoyun sighed lightly: "That's it, I came to kill you, since you are so anxious, then die." ”

He slammed away the folding fan, pointed in front of him, and wisps of wind as thin as silver threads quickly converged into a spear, hovering in mid-air, "Go!" With a loud shout, the air gun was like an arrow off the string, flying straight towards Wang Ling, and its speed was so fast that it came to Wang Ling's eyes in the blink of an eye.

Wang Ling's pupils dilated suddenly, and before he was about to be stabbed by the spear, he shouted: "Do it!" ”

Suddenly, seven earthen walls rose from the ground in front of Wang Ling, Zheng Shaoyun saw this scene, he thought it was just two reckless men who didn't have long brains, but now it seems that he will be wrong, although he is a little surprised, but his face is extremely confident, Zheng Shaoyun chuckled, leisurely played with the fan in his hand, and said to himself: "If you think that you can block this blow in this way, you will inevitably underestimate me." ”

Before he finished speaking, he saw the earthen wall in front of Wang Ling, like a sugar gourd, all of which were destroyed by the wind gun, but he didn't hear the expected screams, Zheng Shaoyun raised his eyes and looked over, and didn't see Wang Ling's figure, just when he was stunned, he suddenly noticed a fluctuation of qi from above, Zheng Shaoyun raised his head suddenly, and found that Wang Ling had jumped into the air at some point, and the long knife in his hand was slashed down, Zheng Shaoyun secretly said that it was not good, and hurriedly shouted: "Retreat!" ”。

The four of them, including him, all stepped back, a martial artist finally had the opportunity to fight with the Qi Refiner in close combat, how could he easily let it go? Wang Ling's footsteps were repeated, and the horizontal knife was pasted up, unwilling to give him a chance to distance himself at all.