When Ziyun woke up again, he found that he had been tied up and lying on a bed.

"Woo! Woo! Ziyun's mouth was blocked, and he could only twist his body desperately, letting out a whining cry for help.

"Squeak~"

Just as Ziyun was about to move to the ground, the door of the room opened, and Ziyun looked towards the door, only to see a familiar face with a lewd smile, walking towards her.

The person who came was Lin Feng, the third son of the Lin Mansion, after Shuang'er told Lin Feng that he had caught Ziyun, Lin Feng immediately couldn't control the things under his crotch, and couldn't wait to return to his room.

Ziyun looked at Lin Feng in horror, and his body kept retreating until he retreated to the wall behind him.

Lin Feng walked over and removed the cloth ball that blocked Ziyunzui.

"Ahem, Mr. Lin, what are you going to do if you catch me!" Coughing twice, Ziyun looked at Lin Feng cautiously, her heart was full of fear, but she didn't show it, she knew that she must have confidence at this time, otherwise the other party would become more and more excessive.

"Humph! You, why did this son arrest you, don't you know yet? Lin Feng took off his shirt as he spoke.

Ziyun looked at Lin Feng's behavior, suddenly realized something, and a frightened expression appeared on his face: "Young Master Lin, aren't you afraid that my young master will settle accounts with you if you do this!" ”

When Lin Feng heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and then laughed loudly: "Hahahahahahahaha, you are really naïve, the Yang family doesn't take you seriously, and you didn't tell you such an important thing as the death of your master, so you still think about Yang Bing like this in vain." ”

When Ziyun heard the news that Yang Bing was dead in Lin Feng's mouth, there was a bang in his brain, and the whole person was stunned on the bed, and his mouth kept muttering: "Impossible, impossible, how could the young master die!" The young master won't die! ”

But after thinking about it, the lord and the lady did go out two days ago, and the mood after coming back was obviously wrong, especially the young lady, who locked herself in the house alone after returning home, and no one saw anyone, and no one knew what had happened.

Lin Feng looked at Ziyun in a daze, took off the last shirt with an evil smile, pounced directly on Ziyun's body, and whispered in Ziyun's ear: "In the future, I will replace Yang Bing and take care of you." ”、

The sluggish Ziyun heard the words Yang Bing, and there was a sudden brilliance in his eyes, and he turned his head to see Lin Feng's ears, Ziyun gritted his teeth and bit Lin Feng's ear.

"Ah!!h

Lin Feng covered his ears and scurried down from the bed, and then looked at Ziyun, his mouth seemed to be bulging with something, and a trace of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.

Lin Feng gently touched his right ear, and found that where there should have been one ear, now there was only a hole left, and blood was still bubbling up: "You! Lin Feng glared at Ziyun with blood-red eyes.

Ziyun, on the other hand, smiled slightly, lowered his head and spit out the ear in his mouth to the ground.

"Bang!"

At this time, Shuang'er heard Lin Feng's screams, and hurriedly broke in with a sword, and as soon as she entered the scene in the house, Shuang'er was stupefied, only to see her master standing on the ground angrily covering the right side of his head.

Ziyun was laughing constantly, his mouth was full of blood, and there was a still fresh right ear on the ground.

When Shuang'er saw such a scene, she was stunned for a moment, and then pulled out the long sword in her hand and stood on Ziyun's neck: "Bold, you dare to hurt my master!" As he spoke, he was about to understand Ziyun's life, and when Ziyun reached this time, he was no longer afraid, and his eyes were closed waiting for the sword to cut his throat.

"Keep her! She's still useful! At this time, Lin Feng opened his mouth to stop it, and after speaking, he picked up the ears on the ground and walked out of the room.

Shuang'er wanted to say something, but Lin Feng had already walked out, so she had to put away her sword and follow.

Only Ziyun who was still laughing was left in the room, with the door closed, Ziyun's eyes were left with tears, and she couldn't cry, she couldn't believe that her young master Yang Bing was dead, but if Yang Bing was not dead, how could Lin Feng come to kidnap him, thinking of this, Ziyun didn't come up in one breath, and fainted.

Lin Feng took his ears and came to the outer courtyard, and Shuang'er called the military doctor.

As soon as this military doctor saw Lin Feng's wounds, he was immediately dumbfounded, he had treated countless wounds on the battlefield, but he had never stitched his ears, and for a while the hand holding the needle and thread didn't know how to put the needle.

"What are you doing! Waiting to lose your head! Frost drew her sword and threatened.

When the military doctor heard the sound of the long sword unsheathed, he hurriedly threw away the needle and thread in his hand, knelt on the ground and begged: "Major General Lin, the little one is really powerless, this ear is different from other parts, there is really no way to stitch it, please spare the young general." ”

Shuang'er had a straight face, and the long sword in her hand was about to stab at the military doctor, but was stopped by Lin Feng.

"Slow, Frost, how can you be so reckless!" At this moment, Lin Feng was much calmer, slowly stood up, took the long sword in Shuang'er's hand, walked behind the military doctor, and leaned down.

"Sir, don't be afraid, if you heal my ear, there is a great reward, and if you don't heal well, General Ben will not blame you." Lin Feng whispered slowly in the military doctor's ear.

The voice reached the ears of the military doctor, as if impermanence was asking for his life.

"General, the villain really has no choice, the general is a body of ten thousand gold, I, a reckless person, if I miss the general, wouldn't it be a crime that deserves death, and please forgive the general." The military doctor couldn't think of any excuse, so he could only use good words to compliment Lin Feng.

When Lin Feng heard this, he slowly got up and patted the military doctor on the shoulder: "Get up, sir, I don't embarrass you." ”

When the military doctor heard this, it was like grasping a life-saving straw, and he kowtowed three times happily, and then got up to pack up his things and was about to leave. "A bang.

The military doctor only felt that something had penetrated his chest from behind, and slowly looked down, only to see a bright sword blade leaking out of his chest, and his body gradually lost his strength, and when he turned around, he saw Lin Feng looking at him coldly on his face, and the long sword in his hand was still dripping with his own blood.

"Plop." The medic fell to the ground, breathless.

"Master, what now?" Frost was so anxious that she didn't know what to do.

"It's okay, find another doctor to come over, don't have this ear." Lin Feng threw down the long sword in his hand and sat back on his seat, Xu is wound came from labor pain again, Lin Feng's eyes were tightly closed, and his brows were tightly locked.

Shuang'er clenched her fists, picked up the long sword on the ground, and turned to leave to look for the doctor.

And Yang Bing, who was in Qiling Mountain, didn't know Ziyun's situation at the moment, and he was now happily drinking and singing and dancing around the bonfire with the Keren clan.

"Come, brother! Let's do one more! Hahaha! "The tall man of the Koren is none other than the leader of the clan, Hartz.

Two days ago, he led his people to hunt in the mountains, and happened to meet Yang Bing and his party, and demolished all the traps they had set before, and Hartz fought with Yang Bing in a rage.

Relying on the advantage of size, Hartz had the upper hand at first, but gradually as time passed, the disadvantage of Hartz's tall body was revealed, that is, the consumption of physical strength was far more than that of the thin Yang Bing.

And Yang Bing, who was proficient in assassination methods in his previous life, retained a lot of physical strength, and seeing that Hartz's speed and strength were weakening, Yang Bing seized an opportunity, gritted his teeth and said that he would not succeed in this punch!

Then Yang Bingyi was short, dodged Hartz's fist, and raised his left arm to form a straight line aimed at Hartz's ribs, which is close to the liver. A punch was struck.

Hartz stopped in place, his face was covered with sweat, and his eyes were about to pop out, and the onlookers of the Ke people and Guan Shiru held their breath.

For a while, he could only hear the sound of birds in the jungle, and after about seven or eight seconds, Hartz felt that his legs were weak, and his whole body fell forward uncontrollably, lying on the ground painfully covering the place where Yang Bing had just hit.

Yang Bing, on the other hand, stood up unscathed, looked at the rest of the Keren clan with contempt, and clapped his hands: "Is there anyone else coming?" ”

Yang Bing pretended to be a good one, Guan Shiru and his party naturally cheered, and even those young people ran over and threw Yang Bing into the air.

But only Yang Bing himself knows that his move can be described as injuring 1,000 enemies and 800 self-inflicted damage.

This punch is the inch fist that he has practiced hard for more than ten years in his previous life, from the hand of a certain kung fu master in his previous life, it can be said that it can burst out the greatest attack power in a very short distance, and the punch just now made Yang Bing's arm tremble slightly, and the big flesh of the heart is really hard.

If it weren't for his own hands, Yang Bing even suspected that he had hit a piece of cement.

While everyone was cheering, the Keren clan was full of loss, because Hartz was the most powerful warrior in their clan, if he couldn't defeat the Central Plains man in front of him, then let alone others.

However, the advantage of the Ke people is that they will not feel ashamed of failure, especially Hartz, the reason why he can become the leader of this race is because every time he loses a fight, he will humbly ask the other party for advice, and then learn to challenge again until he wins the other party.

This time was no exception, after Hartz relieved himself, he slowly got up and came to Yang Bing with his stomach in his hands.

Guan Shiru and the others immediately became vigilant, and two old women also picked up two branches as thin as shoelaces from the side.

Yang Bing waved his hand: "It's okay." ”

Hartz bowed with shame on his face: "This general, it was Hartz who offended, and I beg your forgiveness, from today onwards, our Ke people will no longer snatch territory with you." ”

As soon as Hartz's words came out, the faces of the clansmen behind him showed embarrassment, and a little boy who looked like he was only twelve or thirteen years old ran out and pointed at Yang Bing and said: "Father, it was they who robbed our homeland, why should we avoid them!" ”

Hartz lovingly touched the boy's head: "Son, if my father loses, do you remember our clan rules, if you lose, you will regress to the winner." ”

The boy lowered his head and reddened his eyes: "However, my mother died at the hands of the Central Plains because we always retreated."