Commer, Nanjing Jinyi Wei tried 100 households, big-eared Liu Feng.

Old acquaintances.

Seeing Liu Feng, he was sleepless and secretly anxious.

On his back, there is a heavy wound left by the hook knife, and he has been attacked by a variety of hidden weapons tonight, and he has never had time to take it out.

These hidden weapons remain in the body, always pulling the flesh and skin, causing pain.

If Liu Feng's Eight Flutes were just waiting for idle weapons, it emitted a flame-like burning sensation, scalding his new injuries and old injuries, and just now, it was to the point of unbearable pain!

He groaned in pain, slowed down his steps to escape, gritted his teeth and turned his head, and with one move, "Will be the top of the Ling", he gathered the strength of his whole body to draw a thick sword qi that was enough to split the city wall.

With the sound of "dang", the numbness on Liu Feng's hands with big ears was strong, and the eight-edged mace was darkened.

He was stunned: "Your little maid's sword is so powerful? It's just a female stream, and it's better than my man! ”

He was shaken away, and the distance between the two widened a lot.

Sleepless at night, a sword temporarily repels it, how can you have the heart to fight? Just lift your body, seize this precious gap, and continue to run out of the city, quickly escape.

"Chase!"

The big-eared Liu Feng shouted vigorously, as if he was commanding others and himself, using exquisite light skills to go straight to sleepless nights.

He looked at the speed of sleepless nights, slightly exceeding his own, and couldn't help but be a little anxious.

Entrusted by King Ji, he led troops to maintain the order of the marriage of his grandson, but he encountered such a big change: the princess was taken away under his nose, not to mention, none of the flying thieves were caught, and he had the posture of "brushing off his clothes and hiding his merit and fame".

This is an unspeakable shame for him! It's no different from being pressed in the corner and peeing on your face.

"These snitches must not go unpunished!"

The big-eared Liu Feng was ruthless, and vowed to capture at least one, otherwise it would be difficult to make a difference.

Among the snitches, Yue Bu's martial arts are too high, it's not that he said that if he wanted to capture, he could capture it; Yan Zhao Sangu, they advance and retreat with Yue Bude, and they are not easy to catch.

Thinking about it, the "little girl" of Sleepless Night is the most suitable target to capture, and it must be captured.

If the prince asks afterwards, when he reports on his work, there is at least one achievement that can be obtained.

This is all his bureaucratic mentality and institutional style. After infiltrating one of the "officials" for a long time, I also have such an experience.

Sleepless at night, enduring the pain of old and new wounds on his back, and facing the cold wind like a spicy child, there was nothing else in his eyes, just his heart was facing forward.

A string of sparks came from the side, wiping the air on fire, and he sneered sleeplessly, knowing that it was Shen Tong, who was good at hidden weapons, ambushed him on the way to escape for his life, and secretly came to stumble.

One by one, he swung his sword and knocked it down.

Suddenly, there was a pain in the calf of the left leg, which went straight to the brain.

When he looked down, it was a string of sparks that hit the calf, although because of his speed, he avoided some of the head, and did not let these iron bumps hurt the bones, but in this winter, the skin and flesh were broken, and it was uncomfortable to wait for leisure!

"Ah......h

He snorted, and plunged forward, nearly falling to the ground.

Staggered to stabilize the center of gravity, just waiting for the light work, the injured left leg, but obviously became a drag, every time he had to exert great strength, the general pain of cracking, it made him dizzy and swollen, difficult to maintain!

Light work looks at the internal force the most, followed by the legs.

In terms of internal strength, there was a fierce fight tonight, and there was no rest, and now there are less than thirty percent left; The legs, having eaten a few sparks, did not dare to exert force, and were already silver-like pewter heads.

His internal strength and legs are not at their peak, and his speed naturally slows down, not as good as the previous forty percent.

The big-eared Liu Feng, who was chasing closely behind him, was ecstatic, brandished his eight-sided mace, and bit it up.

"Phew. Shout. ”

The sound of breaking the air, one after the other, the sparks flew in strings, and Shen Tong didn't know where to hide, he broke his hand, and only one arm was left, and he could still play a key role at this moment.

After the sleepless speed slowed down, Shen Tong's Martian Zi was a greater threat to him, and if he was not careful, he would eat it.

He became more and more desperate, and only said that tonight, I was afraid that he would bury his bones in Changsha City.

The night, dark and cold, dripping into ice. The canopy hangs low.

He looked up, and a heavy snow fell without warning, and his eyes were cold, and he didn't know whether it was snow or tears.

"Ka!"

At a wide street, there is a lack of shelter here, and three Martian seeds are connected to the sleepless night.

Although hindered by its protective internal strength, the spark seed does not penetrate deep into the flesh, but at this moment, any hidden weapon that hits it may be the last straw that crushes the camel.

He let out a long roar, turned around sharply, turned around, and made a move "Creation Zhong Shenxiu", waved a wave of qi and rushed, and suddenly attacked Liu Feng, who had arrived behind.

Where did Liu Feng expect that sleepless nights would make him a horse gun? His eyes were about to crack, and he pulled the eight-sided gong to desperately block back, but before he could prepare, he was beaten by the raging air waves, and a stasis in his abdomen spurted out, and a mouthful of black blood spurted out.

"Die!"

Sleepless at night, his eyes were full of violence, from Black Elk Peak to Changsha City, the big-eared Liu Feng was always the one who chased him the most.

New hatred and old hatred sprout resentment here.

A sword "How much do you know about the flowers", and the lightning flashed. The speed is so fast that there are few sword moves of masters in the same realm.

Seeing that the big-eared Liu Feng's head was about to fall, a series of fire-like sparks shot out, hitting the tip of the pine sword, only to hear a series of bright sounds, and the repeated vibrations shook the sleepless sword from the direction.

A sword that was supposed to cut off the head drew a circle around Liu Feng's head.

"Susu" twice, two small lumps flew out, Liu Feng screamed, his hands were loosened, and the eight-edged gong fell to the ground.

"Ah, my ears!"

Big-eared Liu Feng, no, it should be called Earless Liu Feng at this moment, his pair of iconic fluctuating ears, under the sleepless night of "How much do you know about the flowers", the hatred fell to the ground.

"How much do you know about earlogging?" , no more, no less, one left and one right, a total of two.

Liu Feng was like a mourner, looking up to the sky and crying. I don't know why I'm so sad at night, I don't understand, I don't ask much, and then I take out the sword of "how much do you know about the flowers", and stab it straight to the throat.

This sword was blocked by the martial arts mountain people who followed closely.

"Little girl, you know a lot of details about Dao Ye tonight, can Dao Ye let you go?"

The vicious color in the eyes of the people of Wugong Mountain is great.

In the past, he told his secrets in order to survive, but now that he thinks about it, if any of them spreads to the rivers and lakes, I am afraid that he will become a laughing stock.

"I even sent undercover agents to Luo Fanxi's side, and I have to kill and replace them from time to time, in order to prevent anyone from knowing too much, let alone you little girl!"

The martial arts mountain man said wildly, his sword moves are perverse and ruthless, I don't know what poems come from, I'm afraid they all come from the "Little Spirit Treasure Sutra"!

Sleepless at night was injured, while resisting the sneak attack of Martian, and facing the martial arts mountain people, the pressure increased sharply.

Fortunately, at this time, the big-eared Liu Feng was still roaring in place, venting his grief, and there was no room to take care of him, otherwise the three major reverse masters would besiege him, how could he resist the enemy?