Time flies, and it's a new year.

The spring rain darkened the sky, and the noise in the streets gradually stopped.

Li Chaofeng sent his subordinates away, and Li Chaofeng sat down at the tea table, enjoying the leisurely time that he had finally obtained.

Wan Chunliu has already entered the white rat breeding base, and there is a medical Taoist holy hand to supervise the breeding workers, and Li Chaofeng is also missing a pair of burdens.

The leader makes a decision, and then hands it over to the capable subordinates, which is called a leader.

If it weren't for the fact that only Li Chaofeng knew the details of many techniques, he would be more idle.

Seeing the white porcelain teapot gradually gurgling in his hand, Li Chaofeng smiled.

In addition to fighting, Flame Yang True Qi can also boil water, which is very suitable for him.

Just as he was about to put the tea leaves, Li Chaofeng's ears suddenly heard the sound of trampling on the tiles, and his brows were slightly furrowed.

Finally, half a day off was ruined.

Revenge? Dead? Or a killer?

Under the spring rain, Li Chaofeng's sense of smell is no longer omnipotent, but he still has ears.

There was only one person coming, and I kept avoiding making noise while walking.

The other party's light work is good, but it's just good.

Above the top, below the top.

There is no threat to Li Chaofeng, but there are not many people in the rivers and lakes who have this kind of light skill.

Listening to the man's footsteps quiet above his head, Li Chaofeng did not break through the other party's hide.

Isn't it just fighting and killing.

I have offended half of the rivers and lakes, and it is natural for someone to buy murder.

But.

One person dares to come and kill the Sky Demon Dragon, isn't this guy's courage too big.

After a cup of tea, Li Chaofeng looked at the drizzle in front of him, and didn't care about the killer on the roof.

Because the killer was waiting, when Li Chaofeng stood up after drinking tea, he would be killed with one blow.

Li Chaofeng's water has been boiled, and the tea has been brewed, the other party is willing to wait, of course he has to drink the tea first.

One, two, three.

Li Chaofeng drank for a while, then stopped for a while.

With the true qi of Yanyang in his body, the water in front of Li Chaofeng is always hot, but the taste of tea has changed from strong to light, and drinking tea alone seems a little boring.

After thinking about it for a while, Li Chaofeng also smiled and spoke.

"For half a day, the spring rain is soft and soft, recalling the past, one cup is too strong, and half a cup is light."

"The years are in a hurry, the sword is as sharp as blood, at the spring, life is too long, and half a life is slightly shorter."

Looking at the roof: "Your Excellency has been on the roof for so long, it's not good to be cold in spring, why don't you come down and drink a cup of hot tea together?" ”

Meng Xing was stunned for a moment, as one of the four killers of the Happy Forest, he would investigate the target countless times before making a move.

After lurking in the Yangtze River for three months, he finally waited for Li Chaofeng to rest, and also found a rainy day that blocked Li Chaofeng's perceptual power.

But before he could make a move, Li Chaofeng found his traces.

Sure enough, the power of perception of the Firmament Demon Dragon can be called inhuman.

He had been preparing for three months, but he still hadn't avoided the other party's perception.

As a killer, Meng Xingsoul's martial arts are only first-class, and what he is good at is killing with one hit.

Now that his whereabouts have been discovered, Meng Xing's soul instantly jumped out of the roof lurking place, and aimed at Li Chaofeng's door with a sword.

The sword is like a meteor, and it is gorgeous in an instant.

The sword is fast, but it is not fast enough to be conscious, and it is not as fast as Ah Fei's fast sword.

But his sword is bright because his sword still has a back hand.

Li Chaofeng flicked his five fingers in a row, and the five flying knives shot out in an instant, but he shook his head again and again in his mouth, and said with a smile in his mouth.

"Please come down for tea, but it is not a fight, Your Excellency's move is too rude."

Of course, Meng Xingsoul knew what a flying knife was, a magic knife with a thousand blades.

He also knew that in Li Chaofeng's wide gray robe, there were countless flying knives.

The world knows that the magic knife has a thousand blades, some people suspect that it is Li Chaofeng's unique martial arts, and some people suspect that Li Chaofeng has a unique mechanism hidden in him, but more people suspect that it is witchcraft.

But Li Chaofeng had never responded to these things, and naturally no one could find out about the life-saving methods of the Firmament Demon Dragon.

The sword light turned into five, and Ge Fei flew the five flying knives in front of him.

Just as he was about to move forward, Meng Xingsoul saw five blue lights flash in Li Chaofeng's hand again.

At the same time, Li Chaofeng was also reminding with a smile in his mouth.

"Watch behind you."

Behind?

Yes, the magic knife can be turned around, and the five flying knives that he flies can attack himself again.

The whole person retreated violently, and Meng Xingsoul also saw the five blue flakes that came behind him through the rain cover.

If Li Chaofeng hadn't reminded him, he would have been injured just now.

As Li Chaofeng poured hot water from the teapot and filled the cup again, Li Chaofeng also looked at the young killer in front of him.

A swordsman in his thirties.

Well, Li Chaofeng doesn't know.

The face was covered with rain, and there was no trace of disfigurement.

But it's handsome.

If he hadn't stayed in the spring rain for too long, the killer's body was already a little stiff, and his speed should have been able to go one step faster.

Such a high-ranking swordsman. How is it still a dead man, or a nameless assassin?

The killer organization Li Chaofeng is still clear.

Xue Xiaoren committed suicide after being exposed by Chu Liuxiang, and the Murderous Sword Organization lost its leader and was almost half ruined.

Although Tsing Yi Lou is powerful, they are professional killers, and they can take orders, but they will not accept orders like Chaofeng.

Therefore, the man in front of him can only be a dead soldier of a certain force.

But his moves are full of killer methods.

I'm curious.

Ding Ding Ding!

Ten flying knives surrounded Meng Xing's soul, making it impossible for him to escape no matter which direction he rushed.

Meng Xing's soul martial arts were very high, but he was originally prepared to sneak attack the other party the moment Li Chaofeng walked out of the eaves, so he waited in the rain.

As a result, Li Chaofeng drank tea for a while, and then broke his hiding house when he didn't show half of his flaws.

As a killer, if he misses a blow, Meng Xingsoul should retreat directly to wait for the follow-up.

Raised by Boss Gao, Meng Xingsoul had already abandoned his own life, and had been killing people according to Boss Gao's orders for so many years.

But he didn't expect that the last person Boss Gao asked him to kill was actually the Heavenly Demon Dragon that ruled the world.

After killing the Sky Demon Dragon, he will be free, and he will no longer have to return to the Happy Forest as a killer.

It was his last and most dangerous mission.

The rain soaked Meng Xingsoul's hair, and as a blue flying knife passed over his head, his vision began to be obscured by the wet hair.

Li Chaofeng drank tea and looked at the stubborn man in the rain, the other party did not beg for mercy, and did not commit suicide.

Not begging for mercy shows that the other party is not afraid of death and does not commit suicide, which means that the other party is not a dead man.

Shaking his head slightly, blowing away the tea leaves, Li Chaofeng took a sip of tea, and with a swing of his fingers, ten flying knives stopped around Meng Xing's soul.

Seeing that the silent man's eyes looked at him again, Li Chaofeng also smiled and spoke.

"Your Excellency is so capable, you shouldn't be an unknown person, I don't know if Li is lucky enough to hear the name."

"Nameless people, when their names are spoken, they only pollute the ears of the Dragon King, so why bother to humiliate themselves!"

Meng Xingsoul held the long sword in his hand, and his eyes swept back and forth with flying knives in the air.

He knew that this operation was already dead, Li Chaofeng was very cautious, and from the beginning, he had no possibility of getting close to the other party.

Meng Xingsoul's only goal was to escape from this courtyard.

"It's boring."

Shaking his head slightly, Li Chaofeng swung his fingers, and ten flying knives swarmed up.

Shoulders, knees, back. And, heads!

has assassinated himself, Li Chaofeng certainly doesn't need his subordinates to show mercy.

Sting!

A piercing sound sounded, Li Chaofeng narrowed his eyes, and the killer had already jumped up from the ground and jumped out of the center of the flying knife.

He bit his throwing knife with his teeth, and then escaped with his strength.

It's kind of interesting.

Looking at the killer who disappeared in the rain, Li Chaofeng sat back and tasted tea again.

Blood can expose a lot of flavors.

As long as this killer reappears, Li Chaofeng will be able to recognize him.

(End of chapter)