"Who the hell are you?" Duanmu Feixue's face became even colder, his front hand raised, and he said coldly, "If you don't come out again, don't blame me for being unkind!"

"Okay, good, I'll come out right away, a girl is so violent, no wonder that brother is about to run away!" A sigh, a man in white slowly walked out of the darkness.

The man is not very old, but he is extremely thin,

"Who the hell are you?" Duanmu Feixue's face became even colder, his front hand raised, and he said coldly, "If you don't come out again, don't blame me for being unkind!"

"Okay, good, I'll come out right away, a girl is so violent, no wonder that brother is about to run away!" A sigh, a man in white slowly walked out of the darkness.

The man is not very old, about the same age as Duanmu Feiyu, in his twenties. It's just that he looks extremely thin, and he is dressed in white, as if he is hanging on a bamboo pole.

When he walked in, Duanmu Feixue saw his appearance clearly.

A thin face, sallow and sallow, with deep sunken cheeks, if it weren't for the black hair on it, and the lack of wrinkles on his forehead, Duanmu Feixue would almost think that this was an old man in his last years.

Approaching, the man's eyes met Duanmu Feixue.

The eye sockets were deeply sunken, but in those eyes, there was a blazing flame burning. Different from the appearance of a tuberculosis ghost, those eyes are full of confidence and freedom in Zhishu's hands, and have indelible vitality.

The strange man walked in front of Duanmu Feixue and bowed: "Miss Duanmu, I have already followed your instructions and come out!"

"How do you know my name?" Duanmu Feixue looked at him with fierce eyes.

The man smiled and wanted to speak, but suddenly coughed again, and with a "cough" sound, Duanmu Feixue keenly noticed that the man's sallow face was flushed red for a while as he coughed.

Seeing him like this, Duanmu Feixue's fierce eyes softened slightly.

"Who are you, why do you know my name?" Duanmu Feixue continued to ask when the man's coughing stopped.

"My name, say it, Miss Duanmu doesn't know it. It doesn't matter my name, but the person Miss Duanmu wants to see now knows where it is!" the man said to Duanmu Feixue with a smile as he stroked his chest.

Duanmu Feixue saw that his hands were skinny and full of green tendons, no different from the old man.

"What do you mean?" Duanmu Feixue's face flashed crimson, and his gaze returned to coldness.

"If it's superfluous, Miss Duanmu doesn't need to know. Now, please follow along!" the man blinked, looking like a tuberculosis ghost, and made this playful expression that did not feel unnatural, but rather harmonious.

"Who the hell are you? What do you know?" Duanmu Feixue watched him turn around and leave, not even taking her words to heart, and couldn't help but feel a little angry.

"Miss Duanmu should come with me, don't ask any more! After a while, that kid will be cut off by someone!" The man continued to walk his own way without looking back, and dropped a word to Duanmu Feixue from a distance.

"If you make a fool of yourself again, don't blame me for being unkind to you!" Duanmu Feixue raised her hand, and a cold ice sword appeared in her hand again.

Duanmu Feixue's threat finally played a role. At this time, the man finally stopped.

He turned around, looked at Duanmu Feixue with those strange eyes, shrugged his shoulders, and actually sat on the ground.

Duanmu Feixue walked up, and before she could open her mouth to interrogate, the man said again: "You ask slowly!

"Now you know you're scared?" Duanmu Feixue snorted coldly.

"I've always known that I'm afraid!But this I'm afraid, but I'm not afraid of the sword in Miss Duanmu's hand!" The man simply sat on the ground, raised his head and looked at Duanmu Feixue with a smile, "I'm afraid, I'm afraid, until I've answered all of Miss Duanmu's questions, I don't know if any kid can have his arms and legs left?"

"Who are you talking about?" Duanmu Feixue looked at the strange man who suddenly appeared on the ground, his eyes full of doubt and vigilance.

"Who else could there be? It's the person Miss Duanmu is thinking about right now!" the man stretched out his hand and pointed to Duanmu Feixue's heart and smiled.

"What's wrong with him? Where did you see that?" Duanmu Feixue suddenly dropped the ice sword in his hand, grabbed it with both hands, grabbed the collar of the man on the ground, and asked sharply.

"Hey, hey, don't be rough! Come again, I'll pass it in one breath, and you can only wait to collect the body of your brother Yunhe!" was pulled up by Duanmu Feixue, looking at Duanmu Feixue's uncontrollable eyes, but the man was still smiling, and he was still in the mood to laugh.

"Say it quickly!" Duanmu Feixue snorted coldly, let go, and threw the man on the ground again.

The man landed on his feet and regained his freedom, still laughing, but he couldn't help coughing.

Fortunately, Duanmu Feixue's subordinates were merciful and did not deliberately add strength, otherwise this sick man would probably have broken a few bones.

finally finished coughing, and under Duanmu Feixue's eyes that were about to explode, the man finally opened his mouth.

"I only want to tell you one thing, that kid named Xu Yunhe fought with Xu Guohuang in front. If you don't want to watch this self-conscious kid get dismantled, you'd better move faster. The man smiled strangely and said lightly.

"What?" Duanmu Feixue was startled, turned around to leave, just took a step, but turned back and looked back at him, "What you said is true, why are you here to sue me for this, why should I believe you?"

"Believe it or not, I don't care, it's not me who was hacked to death anyway!" The man squatted down again, stretched out his hand and yawned, "If you have so much leisure, then interrogate me one by one!

"Where is he?" Duanmu Feixue's silver teeth gritted and said coldly.

"Follow this road all the way forward, choose the fork with the red edge, turn eight corners, and you will be able to see your little brother! But seriously, your brother's strength is really too scummy, when I came over just now, he had only fought Xu Guohuang for four or five rounds, and he was already injured! Alas! This time has passed, it is estimated that it should be too late, if you are lucky, you can still pick up half of the head shell, right? But it seems that General Wolf King has a habit of collecting people's heads, and I am afraid that he will not agree to Miss Duanmu's request when the time comes, right? Oh, by the way, Miss Duanmu, can you beat that old wolf king? If you can't beat it, let's get oil on the soles of our feet first! Otherwise, let that old guy find out about us, and if he also takes a fancy to the two of us' heads, it will be very bad! It's a big deal, let's wait for them to leave in two days, and then it's not too late to come back and help him pick up the skull!"

The man sat on the ground and sighed, the expression on his face became rich as his words changed, and if it weren't for the skinny bones that couldn't hide it, it was really hard to see him as a terminally ill ghost.

"Don't talk nonsense!" Duanmu Feixue broke off, grabbed his hand, and the man who was still sitting on the ground sighing just now had not closed his mouth, and found that he had been grabbed by Duanmu Feixue with one hand in his hand, and flashed forward like a lightning speed.

"Hey, hey, I'm only responsible for ventilating the news and saving people, but I'm not in charge!" The man couldn't get rid of Duanmu Feixue's hands, but his mouth was not idle.

Duanmu Feixue didn't hear it with a cold face, and didn't pay attention to him at all.

After careful observation along the way, Duanmu Feixue found that sure enough, as the man said, on every fork in the road, there was a red mark. The red color was very dim, if it weren't for the man's words and Mu Feixue's deliberate attention, he really wouldn't have found it.

Although he still carried Duanmu Feiyu's body on his body and still held this sick ghost man in his hand, under the agitation of emotion, the potential in Duanmu Feixue's body was re-stimulated. Moving forward at a rapid pace, a few turns, turning around on several forks, suddenly opening up in front of him, Duanmu Feixue fell to the ground with a sharp brake.

Leaving the sick ghost man with one hand, Duanmu Feixue's eyes turned red, and he almost broke the sea of tears again.

The sick ghost man really didn't lie to him, and now, she really saw Xu Yunhe.

Dropping the sick ghost man with one hand, Duanmu Feixue was stunned for a moment, and then rushed to Xu Yunhe who was lying on the ground.

Running all the way, Duanmu Feixue quickly ran to Xu Yunhe's side, turned around and put Duanmu Feiyu behind him on the ground, he leaned over and hugged Xu Yunhe.

"Brother Yunhe, what's wrong with you?" Duanmu Feixue cried, tears rolling in his eyes.

Looking at Xu Yunhe's current appearance, Duanmu Feixue really wanted to cry.

The current Xu Yunhe can only be described as miserable.

On the bare chest, from the right to the left, a long wound was cut, and the bones were deeply visible, and the broken rib sections on both sides could be seen from the wound, rubbing left and right with Xu Yunhe's breathing.

Looking at the surroundings again, the two arms were full of blood, several wounds were exposed, and the flesh was turned out, and blood was happily gushing out.

And Xu Yunhe's two legs are not much better.

On the left leg, there is also a long wound. Directly cut the pants open, revealing a long wound inside, spreading from the root of the thigh to the top of the knee. The blood that flowed out stained the tattered clothes on the lower half of the body with another layer of blood.

Looking at his right leg again, it is worse than his left leg.

There was no obvious wound on his right leg, but his right leg was in a strange position, the calf bone and thigh bone should have been folded backwards, but now it was on the tip of the toe, starting from the knee and bending at a right angle to the thigh.

Behind the knee of the right leg, a laceration wound was revealed. The wound was not big, and there was not much blood coming out, but the white bones looming inside were a little shocking.

The skin is open and the flesh is open, the bones are broken and the tendons are broken. Xu Yunhe, who had just healed his injuries with secret methods, was seriously injured again and became a dying seriously ill again.

Seriously injured, Xu Yunhe looked at Duanmu Feixue who picked him up, revealing a helpless and weak wry smile.

"Why are you here......"

"How did you become like this? Who hurt you?" Duanmu Feixue looked at Xu Yunhe with tears in her eyes, and when she said the last sentence, she couldn't hide her anger.

"Let's go...... You are no match for him...... Can you escape a ...... It's a ......" Xu Yunhe shook his head gently, and now he couldn't even shake his head a little bigger.

"No one who comes here can escape. Behind Duanmu Feixue, a hoarse voice said.

Duanmu Feixue was startled, turned his head suddenly, and found that two meters behind him, there was a man standing.

It was Xu Guohuang, the scar on his face was clearly visible, a face that had never smiled, but at this moment there was a composite expression of compassion and relief.

"Why did you hurt him, what kind of enmity does he have against you?" Duanmu Feixue asked angrily, tears in her eyes, but finally burst out of the embankment.

"There is no hatred, there is no hatred, if you want to blame him, you will blame him for his life!" Xu Guohuang shook his head, and with a flip of his wrist, a long knife hidden behind him suddenly turned out.

"Okay, today Duanmu Feixue is brave, let's learn the wolf king's tricks!" Duanmu Feixue bit his teeth, carefully put Xu Yunhe on the ground, and stood up murderously.

"If you want to fight, wait a minute. Someone, more than you need to die. Xu Guohuang turned his back and didn't look at her, jumped up, and suddenly flashed towards the place where Duanmu Feixue had come before.

Could it be that Xu Guohuang found out about that sick ghost, was angry that he had reported to him, and now wanted to kill him first to vent his anger?

Duanmu Feixue was startled, followed closely behind Xu Guohuang, and swept in the direction of the man he had just dropped.

Although Duanmu Feixue didn't like this man with a mysterious and flirtatious voice, he didn't lie to himself after all, Duanmu Feixue was not a really cold-blooded person.

But when she got there, she found that the sick ghost man was gone.

That guy obviously doesn't know any martial arts at all, why did he run away so quickly?

Duanmu Feixue was full of doubts in her heart, and before she could figure it out, she suddenly heard that Xu Guohuang, who was walking in front of her, spoke.

"Since you're here, why don't you come out to see you? Haven't you seen each other for more than ten years, even if you have become an old turtle with a shrunken head?" Xu Guohuang's voice was hoarse, but it didn't prevent his voice from being as bright as a bell, echoing back and forth in this open space.

"Hahaha, after more than ten years, the demeanor of the Guohuang brothers has not diminished, it is really gratifying!" A hearty laugh came, not sharp, but also with great momentum, a long laugh, the sand and stones on the wall began to roll, compared to Xu Guohuang, even better.

"Hmph!" Xu Guohuang snorted coldly, his long laughter stopped abruptly, and the dust that rolled down also quieted down.

"Don't you come out yet?, do you still need me to invite it in person?" Xu Guohuang snorted coldly, and the long knife in his hand turned, and the air suddenly floated through the bloody breath.

"Alas! I can't imagine that the old brother who I haven't seen for more than ten years will actually treat me like this! Things are not people, everything has changed!" A sigh slowly came out of the hole that Xu Guohuang was facing and a group of people came out.

There were eighteen people in total. Duanmu Feixue found a raised rock block and hid behind it, and when he peeked at this time, he found many familiar faces.

"That's the four elders of the Song family...... That was the six protectors of the Lu family...... Gongye Lotte's third uncle...... And who is ...... It's Duanmu Liang next to Brother Ge...... "Duanmu Feixue looked at them one by one, and among the eighteen people, he actually recognized nine familiar faces, and this was still under Duanmu Feixue's habit of living alone and not having a wide range of contacts."

"What's the matter? Why are they all here? This time, there is obviously no them!" Duanmu Feixue saw that her family wanted to rush up to recognize each other, but seeing that these people who shouldn't have appeared in front of her actually appeared here, a trace of instinctive doubt in her heart still made her suppress her impulse and stay there to continue to hide.

"Farewell years, Brother Guohuang, you are still as majestic as you were back then! I can't do it, brother, this smile makes me even cough up blood in my throat!" a white-bearded old man sneered, and there was a trace of bright blood on the beard under his chin. Duanmu Feixue recognized that this was the third uncle of Gongye Lotte, the head of Gongye.

Xu Guohuang stood on the ground with a knife in one hand, his eyes were condensed, and he ignored him.

Another person stood up, and before he could speak, he burst into laughter: "The rumors in the rivers and lakes are really unbelievable! It is said that the strongest martial artist of the Xu family is Xu Ruixing, the elder of the Xu family. But who would have thought that the real strongest person was our Guohuang brother more than ten years ago? No, I was wrong, this is not only the strongest person of the Xu family, but also the strongest person of our Great Qi Dynasty! In the whole world, where can we find a martial artist who surpasses the eight grades of the Martial King?"

"Martial King Bapin, how can it be ......?"

Duanmu Feixue's eyes widened suddenly, and she looked at Xu Guohuang who was as calm as a statue with her back to her, a heart, but she couldn't help but speed up the beating frequency.

When she first saw Xu Guohuang, she vaguely felt that Xu Guohuang's strength should be higher than rumored, but she didn't think deeply. Now that he has been promoted to the fourth rank of the Martial King, he still can't see through Xu Guohuang, and just now Xu Yunhe said to himself, "You can't beat him", I'm afraid it's really true.

If this Xu Guohuang really reached the eighth rank of the Martial King, then the title of the number one powerhouse of the Great Qi Dynasty is really well deserved. Because the highest person Duanmu Feixue knew was a mysterious elder in the Ye clan of the imperial family, but he had only cultivated to the seventh rank of the Martial King.

If Xu Guohuang is really like this, then in the Great Qi Dynasty, there is really no warrior who can surpass him. Of course, it is limited to the Great Qi Dynasty, and outside of the Great Qi, there are many people who surpass him. At the very least, Duanmu Feixue knew that his master was far more than just a martial king.