Sword Kill was now sitting in the teahouse, sitting casually in front of a stool and drinking tea, as if he had not been affected by what had just happened at all. Yan Feng found that his movements in drinking tea were very slow and careful. It looks like you can't drink this cup of tea anymore.

Yan Feng looked at him, and Xiao Ruoyu stared at him intently. Although this young man has always been smiling, he feels very close. But the martial arts he just showed made both of them feel that they were very dangerous people.

"Isn't it strange that he looks like this?" The old man suddenly asked, "This guy has always been like this when he drinks tea, and I don't know when he will be able to change this problem." No matter what time it was, he drank so slowly. That is, I can't wait for someone else."

Xiao Ruoyu nodded, and was about to say that she had the same feeling, but Yan Feng quietly pulled her and said, "It's not strange, it's just that I didn't expect that a person in the rivers and lakes like Sword Kill is also an elegant person who knows how to taste tea."

As soon as the teacup in the sword killer's hand fell, he heard Yan Feng's words. He just smiled weirdly and didn't say anything.

The old man also laughed when he heard Yan Feng's words, "Wrong, he is not an elegant person." This guy often puts a sentence on his lips, because of that sentence, he is like this."

When Xiao Ruoyu heard this, he was a little curious, and couldn't help asking, "What is that sentence he often says?"

The old man was just about to speak, but he had already said it when he killed himself, "Jianghu people, don't die today and die tomorrow." Then, he was silent again. Originally, Sword Kill had always been smiling, but when he said this, Yan Feng clearly felt the heaviness in his tone. sighed secretly in his heart, I'm afraid this sword killing is not so happy.

The old man also opened his mouth on the side and said: "He always said that some people in the rivers and lakes may die one day, so they must live every day." Whatever you eat or drink, you have to taste it well. Otherwise, you probably won't be able to taste it in an instant."

Everyone was silent, and the words were perhaps too heavy, and no one said anything for a long time.

After a long time, Yan Feng finally spoke, bowed to the old man and Jian Kill and said, "Thank you for your help today, there are still important things in the future, and there will be a period later." ”

Just as he was about to leave, suddenly one of the old man's hands clasped Yan Feng's wrist like lightning. Yan Feng didn't resist, he knew that this old man had no ill will towards him.

"How's it going?" the sword killer suddenly asked the old man with a grin.

"The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, the old man admires it. The old man sighed and said this.

Sword Kill asked again, "Don't sell Guanzi." ”

The old man said, "This brother suffered some internal injuries not long ago. The internal injuries were not healed, and after several days of fighting and rushing, he never fully recovered. The body was injured a lot, but then the body was too full of energy to vent, but it was solved by external force. At the weakest moment, he was injured and poisoned again. If it were an ordinary person, after suffering so much, I am afraid that he would have died a long time ago."

When Jian Kill heard this, his grinning face couldn't help but stir. Although he had already seen that Yan Feng had been injured before, he didn't expect it to be so serious.

Yan Feng only smiled slightly when he heard the old man's words, and said: "Life and death, wealth and wealth are at ease in the destiny of heaven, and there is no need to force anything in the future."

The old man looked at Yan Feng, squinted slightly, and said with a smile: "If it is someone else, it is useless to be a divine doctor in the world." But since this little brother is so powerful, of course I have a way. Please stay here for half a month, little brother, and the old man will definitely be able to heal you."

Hearing the old man's words, Xiao Ruoyu was overjoyed, Yan Feng's current situation was what she was most worried about.

The sword on the side suddenly said "Huh", and said to the old man with some mockery: "You are usually so good and greedy, why did you suddenly change your sex today and take the initiative to heal him"?

When the old man heard the words of Sword Killing, he was not angry, and said, "This little brother's character and perseverance have already touched me. ”

The sword kill had to taunt a few more words, but Yan Feng suddenly interjected: "What the predecessor said is that it will be cured in half a month?"

The old man said confidently: "Yes, as long as you recuperate carefully for half a month, you will definitely recover."

Yan Feng suddenly bent down and said respectfully: "Thank you seniors for your kindness, I am very grateful." It's just that there is an agreement under the order, and after five days, we must arrive. So, I still don't bother my predecessors."

"Yan Feng..."Xiao Ruoyu opened her mouth worriedly, only to see Yan Feng gently shake her head.

The old man frowned and said, "Your injuries are indeed very serious. The sooner you heal, the better, and if it's too late, you may be worried about your life, what is more important than your own life?"

Yan Feng shook his head and said, "This agreement is very important, if I don't go, I'm afraid that another friend will be in danger." I will save her, even if it costs me my life."

They all understood what Yan Feng meant, and the old man looked at Yan Feng's righteous words, and suddenly laughed and said, "No matter how big the wind and rain are, the responsibility is correct." Always value other people's lives more than your own, the old man admires".

Sword Kill seemed to have something to say, but he still didn't say it after all. The old man suddenly took out two pills from his arms, handed them to Yan Feng's hand and said, "These two pills should be able to temporarily heal your internal injuries. But it needs to be cured sooner."

"Thank you seniors", Yan Feng took the pill and said respectfully, and then said to the old man: "I should continue to hurry, otherwise it will be too late."

The old man smiled, "Go ahead, I believe." We'll meet again."

After that, Yan Feng and Xiao Ruoyu left.

"I believe it too". Seeing that Yan Feng was gone, Sword Kill suddenly said such a sentence. Then his eyes kept looking at Yan Feng's back, not knowing what he was thinking.

"What are you looking at?" The old man also saw the appearance of the sword killing, and couldn't help but ask.

At this time, Sword Kill suddenly lost his previous smile, and said with a calm face: "That girl's feelings and actions towards the East China Sea Magic Flute always make me feel very strange."

The old man laughed and said, "There's nothing strange about it, it's very clear, that's love, love."

"Love, love"?

The old man said: "Although you are the most humane and worldly person since the sword killing. But after all, it is because he has lived in the world since he was a child that he will laugh, and you have not experienced love, so naturally you don't know much about it. It's a wonderful thing in the world. ”

Jian Kill looked at the backs of the two of them again, and suddenly said with a solemn face: "But I'd like to see what is special about this "love".

The old man was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect him to say that. Then he seemed to suddenly figure it out, and said with a smile: "If you encounter it, it must be the biggest strange thing in the world." But no matter what you do, I'm here to support you."

Sword Kill laughed, and of course the old man laughed too. The two looked at each other and said nothing. Because friendship is something that doesn't need to be spoken!

......

Ma Yan was in a small grass hut whose name she didn't know at the moment, and she had been in this unknown small grass hut for several days. And she's been counting these days, she's been here for a total of six days.

In the past six days, the young man in black who saved her has not appeared, and she is completely living by herself. She also wanted to go, she tried many times, but there was a strange formation outside this ordinary thatched hut, so that she couldn't find a way out.

After trying a few times, I gave up. Now that her martial arts have all recovered, even if the young man in black is not good for her, she is not afraid.

She thought of Yan Feng and Yun Xiang again, she was already in another place. There is only one person left of the Five Poison Spirit Sons, I don't know if the two of them know, if they are still running towards the Falling Soul Cliff.

"Alas", she sighed, how could she have encountered such a situation.

Then she heard footsteps outside the house.

"Is it finally here?" Ma Yan sighed secretly, it must be the young man in black who has returned. This strange little grass hut can only be here by the young man in black. Although he saved himself, if it is not good for him, he will definitely not show mercy. I don't know what's going on, Ma Yan always felt that the young man in black was a little dangerous.

But after waiting for a long time, he didn't come in, but the sound of trivial footsteps kept lingering outside the house. Ma Yan listened to it for a long time, and gradually felt a little annoyed, so she got up and went to open the door by herself.

The door opened, and Ma Yan saw a person lying on the ground outside the door, a person in an unconscious.

There was another person not far from the unconscious man, a young man in black. "You finally can't help but open the door first", the faint words came into Ma Yan's ears. But Ma Yan didn't react at all, and looked at the unconscious person with a flurry look.

After a long time, Ma Yan's gaze at the unconscious person was also a little complicated and strange. She knew and seen this person in front of her. I haven't seen anyone I know for a long time, Ma Yan's heart is actually a little excited, and she shouts two words out of her mouth a little strangely, "Yunxiang"!

......

Somewhere, a nearby town near Fallen Soul Cliff. Yan Feng and Xiao Ruoyu had already arrived at this place after three consecutive days of traveling.

And the three-day journey was completely different from the previous days, and the two thought that it would be as twists and turns as before. But the road was surprisingly smooth in the past few days, and the smoothness made Xiao Ruoyu feel a little bored. The two of them were not hindered in any way, so they hurried very quickly. At this point, there are only two days left before the day of the decisive battle.

Finally arrived at the location, Xiao Ruoyu was also secretly relieved, but at the same time had some questions.

Could it be that those people are ready to give up? Impossible! Xiao Ruoyu knew that although Yan Feng had always thought that those people were coming for him, they were actually coming for themselves, and the people behind him would definitely not let him go.

Yan Feng's voice came slowly: "It's not early, I'll go find an inn."

Looking at Yan Feng's back, Xiao Ruoyu felt quiet in her heart. Suddenly raised his head, as if thinking of something, and muttered: "It's not early, and I don't know how many nights I can spend with you like this."

After speaking, he sighed helplessly, and there was a blur in his eyes,

In this way, the two found an inn to live in. By the time I found the inn, it was already dusk.

Yan Feng took out a pill from his arms, which was given by the old man. Then he took it slowly, and the moment he took the medicine, Yan Feng felt a burst of coolness surging into his body. The medicine turned out to melt in the mouth, and the cool feeling suddenly made Yan Feng feel refreshed. But Yan Feng knew that he couldn't enjoy this feeling now, and he had to use his internal force to urge it in order to make his injuries heal to the greatest extent.

In the past few days, Yan Feng has been feeling a big stone pressing on his chest. Although that big stone can't do anything to himself, but after a long time, Yan Feng feels that when it comes to fighting with others, his internal strength will be a little bit unable to catch up. Although he was able to barely pick it up later, it was also extremely uncomfortable.

"Whew......" Yan Feng took a deep breath, and then an internal force lingered from the place where the pill entered. Slowly moisturizing his injured body, the medicinal power of the pill was guided by his internal force, and gradually became clear.

"Squeak", a strange sound came into Yan Feng's ears, and Yan Feng also happened to finish his luck at this time. He breathed a sigh of relief again, and he was startled again, the breath he exhaled turned out to be purple.

"Is my injury so serious?" Yan Feng smiled bitterly, he also understood his current state. The internal force has basically recovered, but the previous injury is only less than half healed. But this has already made him very satisfied, enough to save Ma Yan.

Get up from the bed and go out to the sound. Just turned a staircase, and saw a figure in a pot of flowers at the door of the inn, Yan Feng didn't know what he was doing.

"What are you doing?" Yan Feng asked suddenly, and after asking, he regretted it a little. Because it is easy to frighten others by suddenly saying such a sentence from behind at night.

People are scary, scared to death!

That person was surprisingly not frightened, but just coldly spit out these two words, which was diametrically opposed to the attitude of the other shopkeepers towards customers.

"Do flowers need to be pruned too?" Yan Feng listened to his words, a little curious, and couldn't help but ask.

"Of course!" As the branches of a flower fell to the ground, the man spat out two more words. Then he ignored Yan Feng and continued his pruning work.

"Then who are you?" Yan Feng seemed to not know how annoying that person was with him, and continued to ask.

The man still didn't look at him, his eyes were only the flowers in front of him.

"Flower cultivator", "squeak", he said: "It's night, your voice better be quieter".

His meaning was very clear, and of course Yan Feng understood it. So I didn't continue to ask him anything, just stood aside and quietly watched his movements.

The sound of pruning came one after another, such a sound was very annoying at night, and Yan Feng was of course also very annoying. But strangely, this person has not changed at all, as if all this is what should be done. What is even more strange is why such a voice did not attract others.

Yan Feng didn't ask, he didn't have the habit of asking questions when others were doing things, he had always been a polite person.

"Buzz ......", there was a muffled sound, and Yan Feng didn't know what was going on. I only felt that the air around me suddenly flowed a little faster, making it a little difficult for me to breathe. Looking at the flower cultivator, it was as if he didn't feel anything, just quietly pruning.

Yan Feng smiled slightly, and the jade flute in his right hand was slowly raised and raised to his mouth.

"Hmm......", a light flute sounded. As if he was afraid of disturbing the rest of the people in the inn, the sound of the flute was also very peaceful.

Although the flower cultivator had always looked at the hanging flower, he seemed to see Yan Feng's jade flute, and his cold face was a little surprised. But after all, he still didn't show anything, the sound of pruning, the sound of the jade flute. Slowly stacked under the moonlight, a round of Lun wave dance. The two of them seemed to be secretly fighting, and they never stopped.

"Squeak"! With one last sound, the flower was pruned. Finally, the man stopped. The sound of pruning was gone, the movements of his hands also stopped, and Yan Feng's flute naturally stopped.

"You're a very patient man!" the man said coldly, something that was a little ambiguous.

"Thank you", and Yan Feng actually understood, and replied with a smile, "One of the things that my master taught me the most is that you must be patient in life, otherwise you won't be able to do anything."

"Where there's a will, there's a way. It seems that your master is also a great person", the man said again, and then turned around, intertwined with Yan Feng's gaze.

"You shouldn't blow your flute, though, because it's late at night, and there's a good chance you'll wake up the people in the inn. ”