The old man of the Salt Gang watched all this quietly, and when the three of them walked away, he snorted.

"Good means, I really didn't expect that Diancangshan could still produce your number one. Let's talk about it, what are you going to do with us people, you really want to kill us all? Young man, the old man advises you, it doesn't matter if you are young and frivolous, but you can't be crazy. ”

The woman from the Qishan faction said: "That's it, just get angry, why bother to do things and do anything." ”

The big man of the Tiger Head Gang also snorted coldly, and said coldly: "Be careful, don't steal chickens and rice, it's a big deal if you are in a hurry, the fish will die and the net will be broken, none of us should think about it!"

"Threaten me?" Feng Zhiping raised his eyebrows and nodded with a solemn expression, "Well, it's really scary, it scared me to death, you see it scared me, my whole body was cold." ”

As he spoke, the sword in his hand became milky white, and the cold air that was colder than the mountain wind spread, and the old man and the woman stared at each other.

Innate!

In their eyes, Feng Zhiping is undoubtedly innate in the spiritual consciousness period.

The innate masters are almost crushing the level of the acquired realm martial artists, only a few Tianjiao can compete with weak enemies, and other acquired realm martial artists are basically dead if they are hard, and they can rely on the tactics of the sea of people, but they are far from enough.

After all, the people of the rivers and lakes are respected by the strong, who has the final say in the fist, benevolence, righteousness and morality have to be told to you, and if you encounter unreasonable, you have to bow your head if you don't want to die.

"What do you want to do, draw a line. The old man of the Salt Gang said.

"Hey, that's the attitude of talking about things. ”

Feng Zhiping put down his sword, swept around and smiled: "I'm a Sven person, and I hate fighting and killing the most, especially I don't like to kill." I like beauties and the Treasure Blade the most, well, now the beauties don't like it either, they only like the Treasure Blade, so everyone, leave the weapon, one for each person, and you can go in front of me. ”

"What?!"

"Dreaming!"

There were many reprimands, and the three bigwigs also looked ugly.

The tiger head helped the big man take a step forward, pointed at Feng Zhiping's nose and said angrily: "Boy, your appetite is too big, will you rob it?"

"Wrong, wrong, wrong, it's not robbery, I'm just collecting the debt I should receive. Feng Zhiping shook his finger and said with a smile, "You didn't hurt her, so you are still alive, but you ignore the Three Rivers Chamber of Commerce, so you are all accomplices, this is the first crime." Second, just now we fought with the Blood Knife Gate, you stood by and watched, I was very unhappy, we fought to the death and you sat back and enjoyed the success, why, when we are coolies? Look at me, my whole body is injured, if it weren't for the fact that my body was cold early, I wouldn't charge for my hands, but I should always charge for the soup and medicine, right?"

The woman of the Qishan faction sneered: "You are made of gold, and the cost of the soup is so expensive?"

Feng Zhiping swept away coldly: "Gold is a fart, it's worth it to me? I still discount this price! I really want to collect it, one person can barely count one prefecture-level, and I take advantage of you!"

"What if I don't give it?" said the Tiger Head Gang man.

Feng Zhiping shrugged: "Then there's no way, don't leave if you don't give it." ”

"Do you really think you can keep me?" Dahan looked at the others in Diancang Mountain, "What about you, just watching him nonsense, ready to be an accomplice together?"

"We..."

Xu Wenyao wanted to argue, but Feng Zhiping interrupted directly.

"Hey, hey, make it clear, it's me who wants you to make it up, and it's none of them. If you are not happy, you can go to Cangshan to sue me, remember my name, my name is Feng Buping, a handyman in Qiaodong, Luhu District, Cangshan, after you go, remember to let Cangshan open me, if you can do it, I will stick you with a sword!"

Dahan almost choked to death, and the others were the same, looking at Feng Zhiping was like seeing a nervous disorder.

The threshold of Diancang Mountain is extremely high, for many people, as long as they get started, even if they are a soldier, it is a matter of glory to their ancestors, how can they beg to be opened like this!

Could it be that he has a big background, big enough to ignore the rules and regulations, and he is the illegitimate son of a high-ranking person?!

Everyone was unsure, frowning and weighing the gains and losses.

After a long time, the big man of the Tiger Head Gang was the first to speak, and said categorically: "You want my knife, dream!"

As soon as the words fell, the cold air hit, and the big Han knife changed color in shock, raised the knife and flew back, but after only one step back, the person froze, and the whole person maintained a backward posture and froze into an ice sculpture, and the expression of horror and despair was also condensed on his face.

A sword seals the throat!

Under the silent gaze of the crow, Feng Zhiping pulled out his sword, gently shook off the fine blood ice on the sword, and swept it lightly towards the others, and said, "What about you?"

I didn't expect him to dare to make a move, it was ruthless and decisive, a group of people, you look at me, I look at you, all of them are related.

The old man of the Salt Gang stared at Feng Zhiping for a moment, nodded slowly, and took out a dagger from his arms: "My dragon head staff can't be given to you, can you use this dagger to resist, human-level high-grade, from the hand of Xiangzhou famous Zhou Hou, here is his mark." ”

"I'll see. ”

Feng Zhiping took it and took a look, secretly swept Yuan Li, and smiled: "Yes." ”

The principal took the lead, and the remnants of the Salt Gang followed, with a surplus for the surplus, only one blade beside the body endured the pain of love under the acquiescence of the old man, and Feng Zhiping suddenly had eight more treasure blades in front of him. 139 Reading Network

"You can go, be careful on the road, we'll see you in the mine!" Feng Zhiping waved his hand.

The old man led people away, and when he walked past Feng Zhiping, he paused, turned his head and smiled: "It's hard to believe that Diancangshan can produce people like you." Old man Meng Pengcheng, although we have some misunderstandings, the old man still admires you very much and wants to make you a friend, are you willing?"

Feng Zhiping was surprised, he didn't expect this old man to be quite generous, and he smiled and hugged his fists: "Feng Buping, a servant apprentice at the next point, has seen Senior Meng." ”

Meng Pengcheng knew a lot about Diancangshan, and when he saw Feng Zhiping giving face, he laughed and waved his hand: "Forget about the seniors, according to the rules of your Diancangshan, I should call you a senior with your cultivation." ”

Feng Zhiping smiled dumbly, and the atmosphere between the two sides eased a lot.

After two hot sentences, Meng Pengcheng was about to leave, thought about it and turned around, and said softly: "With your qualifications, you will have a great future in Diancangshan, and it is impossible to succumb to mere servants all the time." It's just that your temperament and style are incompatible with Diancangshan, if you don't change, I'm afraid it will be difficult to reuse, and maybe it will lead to death, so the old man is presumptuous, and I want to persuade the little friend to say a word. In the future, if Diancangshan can't accommodate you, my salt gang will sweep the couch to greet you, I promise you, if you want you to come, my salt gang will be entrusted with a heavy responsibility, believe me, in the salt gang, you will have more development. Don't be in a hurry, think about it slowly, and come to me when you're ready. ”

Patting Feng Zhiping's shoulder, Meng Pengcheng turned to leave, and Feng Zhiping looked at him with a strange expression.

Recruited yourself?

No, it's being solicited again?

Still in front of so many people?

This old man is too violent, digging a corner in front of his mother's family!

In other words, if he knew that he wanted to dig the Red Sword Hou Shizi, what would his expression be?

Feng Zhiping thought about it and couldn't help but be happy.

Needless to say, it's certainly wonderful.

At this time, the Qishan faction also paid the "soup medicine fee", and the leading woman also stood beside Feng Zhiping and smiled charmingly.

"Little brother, don't listen to that old man's fools, the old thing is very bad. How can the Salt Gang have my Qishan faction at ease, as long as you are willing to come, I will definitely introduce you to the sect master, and it will not be a problem to promote you to the elder with your qualifications. Come to me if you think about it, I'll be waiting for you!"

Saying that, he stretched out his hand and wanted to touch Feng Zhiping's face, Feng Zhiping subconsciously wanted to cooperate, and suddenly remembered that a certain woman was nearby, so he quickly avoided it with a straight face, and said seriously: "Little brother has a heart, sister, please respect yourself." ”

"Let's look at it!" The woman glanced at You Shuang'er, and said with a smile, "Forget it, I won't tease you, my sister's name is Su Yurong, you can call me Sister Rongrong, remember to come to me~!"

Su Yurong led people away, the fragrant wind faded, and Feng Zhiping secretly shivered.

What's the matter, this woman just crossed her eyebrows and thought she was an iron lady, who would have thought that she was a fox, Lang Jiner is about to catch up with the top brand of the Ning Xiang Pavilion, what Qishan faction is definitely not a serious sect!

That is, the young master is good, otherwise, I have to communicate with her!

Feng Zhiping pondered secretly, and suddenly noticed a cold gaze falling on him, and hurriedly straightened up and straightened his attitude, looking at the rest of the people.

"What about you?"

The Salt Gang and the Qishan faction all accepted the punishment, and the others had nothing to say, and the remaining few Tiger Head Gang members were even more "generous", for fear that they would be sent to be accompanied by the leader, and all the valuable things on their bodies except for their clothes were taken out in front of Feng Zhiping.

When he finally left, he didn't even dare to move the leader's corpse, which caused Feng Zhiping to slander for a while, secretly scolding people for not being ancient, and the gangsters were not righteous.

In the blink of an eye, the person walked away, and there was a hill of treasure blades in front of Feng Zhiping, and he was so happy that he couldn't laugh.

Although there are few good things in it, most of them are low-grade goods with human grades, but they are always in large quantities, and they are bought and sold without capital.

Bah, bah, there is nothing to do, young master, I almost hung up, in exchange for such a bunch of rags, it is a loss-making business!

Feng Zhiping secretly introspected, but the smile on his face couldn't be stopped, if he wasn't afraid of stabbing to death, he wanted to pounce on it and get close.

You Shuang'er approached and wanted to scold him for being unproductive, but when he saw his injury, his heart softened and said softly: "Wipe your saliva, hurry up and deal with the injury, the wind here is cold, beware of infection." ”

"How can there be saliva!" Feng Zhiping wiped the water marks from the corners of his mouth dissatisfiedly, looking at the injuries on his body, and suddenly felt weird.

The injuries on the left shoulder and foot were the most serious, and they were still slowly oozing blood, but the pain had eased a lot, while the other flesh wounds had already formed blood scabs, and after trying to rub a few places, the blood scabs fell off to reveal new white flesh, which had actually healed.

Thinking of the human-level high-grade long stick that contained weak wood spirituality, Feng Zhiping muttered secretly, isn't it an illusion, wood spirit power can really heal injuries?

But why didn't the Wood Spirit Soldiers that I had absorbed before have this effect?

You Shuang'er also noticed the abnormality of the wound, took a deep look at him, didn't ask much, and beckoned him to go to the bridge to find a shelter to deal with the injury.

"The things haven't been confiscated yet!" Feng Zhiping looked at the baby on the ground.

"Someone will collect it for you. You Shuang'er glanced at Lao Dong and the others, and several people immediately understood, and came up to help with a hippie smile.

Feng Zhiping was still not at ease and refused to move, You Shuang'er snorted coldly, grabbed one ear and dragged away.