Ye Feng felt dizzy now, his eyes were black for a while, and his whole body was weak and shaky. He couldn't stand on his feet anymore, shook for a while, and still fell to the ground. He raised his head vigorously, trying to stay awake, and looked at Liu Qingyun who was approaching step by step.

Liu Qingyun tried his best to suppress the boiling anger in his body, the burning pain of the wound on his chest made him angry, and even the sword in his hand couldn't help but tremble a little, he could only suppress it desperately, he wanted to kill the young man in front of him who injured him, and vent his anger.

But at this time, he had that feeling again, the feeling that there was a master watching him from the side, a feeling of danger.

He hurriedly looked up, under the cold moonlight, there was silence all around, not to mention people, not even a ghost. Was it a delusion? He was a little suspicious.

Maybe it wasn't Liu Qingyun's illusion, because Ye Feng also felt this way. At the moment when he raised his head just now, he vaguely saw that a person seemed to flash in the dark doorway of the hut, and vaguely that face seemed to be the crazy old farmer Lin Suifeng! How could this be? Wasn't he locked to the bed in the house? Perhaps, he was dazzled, Ye Feng thought.

Liu Qingyun didn't see it, he looked around and saw nothing. The pain of the wound upset him, and the experience of not being injured for twenty years almost made him forget the feeling of pain, and it also made him very confident, but now this young man's knife not only cut his own body, but also hurt the self-confidence that he had built up in the past twenty years, and cut it to pieces. The pain of the wound reminded him that he Liu Qingyun was just an ordinary person, and he would also be injured and be so close to death.

It felt bad, and the thought of it made him tremble with rage. He stared angrily at the young man who had collapsed on the ground in front of him, although he had been poisoned, and although he seemed closer to death than he was, only by killing him with his own hands could he calm the anger, or fear of death.

Liu Qingyun raised the long sword he was holding tightly, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at Ye Feng on the ground.

Ye Feng saw the cold light flickering on the tip of the cold sword, as if he had seen death. Now he was so weak that he couldn't stand up at all, and he couldn't do anything about it as he watched death approaching step by step. This time it seemed that there was really nothing he could do, and he closed his eyes in some despair.

But he closed his eyes and waited not for death, but for a crisp cry: "Stop!"

Ye Feng turned his head to look, and a figure swept over from the bamboo forest on the side, dressed in an emerald green short shirt, no powder, heroic and cool, and the whole person exuded a beautiful temperament, like a small blooming flower.

He had seen this figure in Huashan, and he had been haunted by it since then, looking forward to seeing it again. I never imagined that I would see each other again on such an occasion. Coincidentally, the two times I saw her were at the moment of her life and death, but the difference is that this time, I don't know if I can be saved.

This figure is Tang Da's cousin, the most favored young lady of the Tang family in Shuzhong, Tang Rou!

Ye Feng looked at her, as if he had seen a magnificent dream, his heart was beating violently, and the feeling of happiness was like blood gushing out of it and flowing all over his body, until every hair was blown, the feeling of physical discomfort caused by poisoning disappeared, and all that was left was happiness. He looked at Tang Rou so happily that he forgot that the long sword in Liu Qingyun's hand was still shining with the light of death in front of him.

Tang Rou looked at Ye Feng, who was sitting on the ground in embarrassment, and asked with concern, "How are you?"

Hearing these words in Ye Feng's ears was like fairy music, he almost wanted to shout out loud, she cared about me, she actually cared about me! At this moment, he felt that he was the happiest person in the whole world, what was highly poisonous in his body, what strong enemy was on his side, he forgot all about it, as long as he could keep looking at Tang Rou like this, he didn't care about life and death.

He wanted to answer Tang Rou's words, but he really didn't have the strength, so he could only look at Tang Rou stupidly, shook his head, and couldn't say a word.

Tang Rou turned her head to look at Liu Qingyun, of course she didn't know the masked and injured person in front of her: "Who are you, why do you want to kill him?"

Liu Qingyun didn't know Tang Rou either, but it was easy to see from the special leather bag on her waist that she was a member of the Tang Sect in Shuzhong.

The people of the Tang Sect are not easy to mess with, especially the women of the Tang Sect, the old lady of the Tang Sect is famous for protecting her shortcomings, whether she is reasonable or unreasonable, especially for the women of the Tang Sect. There is no need to make more strong enemies in the current situation, so Liu Qingyun spoke more politely: "Girl, this is our private matter, please don't interfere." ”

Tang Rou raised her eyebrows: "No! He is a friend of Tang Da, a friend of our Tang family, and I can't let you touch him if I am here! Seeing you appear here in the middle of the night, you don't look like a good person." ”

She forgot that it was not only Liu Qingyun in front of her who appeared in such a remote place in the middle of the night, but also herself.

Her unceremonious young lady's temper and mouthy nature made Liu Qingyun's heart suddenly irritable, and the injury on his chest was very serious, which gradually made it more and more difficult for him to concentrate. He can't care about the Tang Sect anymore, he has to go back to heal as soon as possible after a quick decision, because the young man in front of him who saw through his identity must die, so he decided to take action.

He looked at Ye Feng, who was sitting on the ground and looking at Tang Rou stupidly, his lips moved, and he muttered something in a low voice, his voice was very low, Tang Rou didn't hear clearly, and asked, "What did you say?"

Just as Tang Rou was distracted, Liu Qingyun made a lightning move. The long sword in his hand flashed with cold light, and a sword aura caused the fallen leaves on the ground to fly up, directly hitting Ye Feng's chest, and he wanted to kill it in one fell swoop!

Ye Feng felt the sword qi, even if he was stupidly looking at Tang Rou, he could still sense the danger of death coming. But he really didn't have the strength, he barely supported the ground with his hands, trying to avoid it sideways, and when he moved, his eyes turned black, his chest was stuffy, and he opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of black blood.

Ye Feng felt that his whole body was soft, he fell back, his eyes were black, Venus was wild, and before he lost consciousness, he heard Tang Rou's scolding in his ears: "You dare!"

The last thing that flashed in front of his eyes was a flower, a beautiful flower that shimmered with a cold metallic light, Tang Flower!