Leng Buyu's cold appearance at this moment did make the Urging Cold Wind stunned for a few moments, but then the Urging Cold Wind turned over and distanced himself from the short sword suspended in front of him, pulled out the short knife in his boots and killed Leng Bu silently.

The distance between the two was closer, and they were still silent and still did not move. When the short knife was about to stab Leng silent, there was a "bang", urging the cold wind to hurriedly collect and retreat.

Fortunately, he acted in time to avoid the flying hand.

"Edgeworthiness!"

Hearing these words spit out from the mouth of the urging cold wind, he smiled coldly, and then pulled out the other two short swords. If you throw it away, it will be suspended in the air like the original short sword.

The cold wind still didn't believe it, his body was sick, and he was silent when he saw the opportunity to raid coldly. But those three short swords were like three tails growing out of her body, which was just the right distance, and they followed behind the life-threatening cold wind.

Leng Bu sat back on his original bench, crossed Erlang's legs and looked at the embarrassed appearance of the cold wind.

The ability to urge the cold wind is not bad, but no matter how she dodges the churning, the three short swords are still close behind. These three short swords directly injured her, but it was like a few hunting dogs who got the orders of their masters, but they followed her closely, grinning and making up for it.

The cold wind finally gave up and stopped moving.

Seeing her look, as if giving up, she smiled coldly, and then said, "How about it?"

Urging the cold wind with an angry face, he asked, "What else do you want to know now?"

Leng Buyu raised his fingers, and the three short swords circled around the cold wind a few times, and then flew back to Leng Buyu's side.

"Why don't you talk about it, how many soldiers are there like this?"

When Han Feng heard this, he couldn't help but sneer, and teased: "Isn't there something rebellious in the Dusk Han Building?"

In response to the ridiculous question of the cold wind, he was silent and couldn't cry and laughed: "I have a question in this seat, why do you people in Jingzhou always stare at such a gangster in this seat? When the real state officials can set fires, can't the people light the lamps? ”

After listening to Leng Bu's words, he urged the cold wind to add three points angrily. Without waiting for the two to fight again, Leng Si moved his fingers, and three short swords flew out quickly.

Then, only a "clanging" sound was heard, and more than a dozen ghost darts were cut in half and fell to the ground.

A man in black appeared out of thin air and stood beside the life-threatening cold wind.

"You're not gone yet?"

Facing the man in black, Urging Cold Wind asked like this, and there was still a little impatience in his tone. The man in black ignored him, his uncovered eyes staring at him coldly, his eyes were not hostile, and there was no friendliness in his eyes.

"Lord Leng may leave Bangfeng City just now, the rivers and lakes are vast, why stay in Cold City?"

Leng Buyu waved his hand, grabbed a short sword, and used the tip of the sword to pick out the black mud between his fingernails.

Seeing that Leng Bu ignored himself, the man in black did not react, and urged the cold wind to prepare to step forward. Before his body moved, he was stopped by a soft cough from the man in black.

The man in black looked at each other with the urging cold wind, and both of them had doubts in their eyes. The Urging Cold Wind was depressed why the man in black was holding him back, and the man in black was curious about how the Urging Cold Wind could become so uncalm.

The man in black looked at Leng Bu again, his tone was still the same, and he didn't see sarcasm, and said, "Lord Leng, in terms of martial arts, maybe I'm not as good as you." But if you want to say that you understand power, you must not be as good as me. Listen to the persuasion, leave now, to the twilight building, and don't participate in the turmoil in the city of the wind. ”

Leng Buyu stopped his movements, looked at the man in black with playful eyes, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and said, "How do you know, what is the purpose of my people from Dusk Hanlou coming to Bangfeng City?"

Seeing that Leng Bu was really like a stone in a dung pit, the man in black sighed slightly, not planning to explain again. The man in black looked at the cold wind again, and said, "You, this time you really left Bangfeng City......

"Wait!"

Just when the man in black gave up negotiating peace talks with Leng Bu, a sharp voice came.

The three people in the dilapidated tea shed followed the sound and saw a group of people walking towards here, about twenty paces. At such a distance, the voice can be heard clearly, and the person who makes the voice is also a master of the house.

When this group of people approached and saw the appearance clearly, the person led by them was dressed in gorgeous brocade clothes and wore a black silk crane pattern crown. The man at the head looked to be in his fifties, with white hair and a pale complexion. Although he looks like a man, he is not masculine, but all feminine.

Looking at the leader, he didn't say a word but glanced at it, but he was quite interested in the sword-wielding attendants behind the feminine white hair.

These people have cultivated well, and the most inferior is also the realm of the ancestors. But in the same way, although the cultivation is not good, the cultivation can be the highest, but it is only the flood and famine.

Leng Bu was curious about them, just because of the clothes they were wearing. The clothes of these individuals are exactly the same as the sad man he threw into the Pizza Hut of the casino.

In this way, there is no need to toss the sad man, just catch this feminine white hair and ask what is going on.

When these people arrived at the dilapidated tea shed, the people in black urged the cold wind to die, and they all looked respectful and bowed slightly.

The feminine white hair nodded and mumbled. An attendant behind him moved over a bench and wiped it with his sleeve before swinging behind the feminine white hair. Kanshu.com

When the feminine white hair sat down, the man in black stood behind the feminine white hair with the urging cold wind, looking like two thugs.

Leng Buyu saw the eyes of this feminine white hair looking at him, arrogant and disdainful, and couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable when he saw Leng Buyu. The more I looked at it, the more goosebumps I had, and I wanted to draw my sword and split this feminine and white-haired head like a watermelon.

After a few more coughs, the feminine white hair opened his mouth, his voice was sharp, and he said, "You are the kid of the Dusk Han Building, are you silent?" Well, looking at you, your cultivation is not bad. The miscellaneous family gives you a chance, are you willing to work in my inner mansion?"

Leng Buhe smiled, this contemptuous laughter made the man in black frown with the urging cold wind, and the feminine white hair also frowned. But the former is strange and silent, and the reckless behavior, while the feminine white hair is angry and cold, and does not know how to advance or retreat.

"This seat can swim in the river, drill in the clouds, and be a free dragon. Why do you want to go to Jingzhou, be trapped in chains with four paws, and be a loach that is called by people like a dog?"

This flower exited, and this feminine white hair couldn't help but be angry, and said "bold", and then raised his hand. But the wooden table between him and the cold silence had long been abolished by the sword-slashing of the iron-armored warrior, and the raised hand had nowhere to slap. At this moment, one of the attendants quickly walked to the side of the feminine white hair and leaned his face over.

Then, only to hear a heavy slap, the attendant was slapped to the ground by the feminine white hair. Fortunately, the cultivation of this entourage is good, but a big red mark appeared on his face, but no teeth were slapped off by this slap.

Leng Buyu couldn't help but smile bitterly when he saw the appearance of this dog's leg.

But then, his eyes turned cold, his tone was cold, and he asked, "Why did you send someone to hunt down this seat!"

When he asked this suddenly, the man in black couldn't help but be stunned by the cold wind, and the feminine white hair laughed out loud.

"In this way, you little doll, are you admitting that you killed the people of my inner house?"

Leng Buyu also smiled, and then said, "So what?"

The feminine white hair raised her hand again, and another attendant walked over quickly and leaned his face over. But the feminine white hair put down the raised hand, and with a cough, the attendant retreated.

Leng Buyu can see that this feminine white hair does have some ability, but the initial very penetrating cheer is not because this feminine white hair is a master of the house. Come to think of it, it's just the reason why this feminine white hair often shouts like this on weekdays.

He didn't pump his entourage at this time, just because his hand should be numb at this time.

"You little doll is really bold, a little reckless man, you dare to call yourself a dragon. You, you are humiliating the Holy One again, and it is a great disrespect to the Holy One!"

Seeing it coldly, he felt even more interesting, and hurriedly asked: "Dare to ask, the surname of the Holy Venerable?"

"Nonsense, natural surname ......"

In the middle of the words, the feminine white hair paused, and the eyes that looked at the cold silence added a bit of fierceness. And Leng was silent, but he didn't sneer at him, but just snorted with disdain.

"How did the things of Bangfeng City smoothly get into Bangfeng City from all directions?

Hearing Leng Buyu finally call for his father-in-law, this feminine white hair couldn't help but be stunned, and there were some doubts in his eyes. Seeing his eyes, Leng Buyu smiled bitterly in his heart, didn't he think that no one would know that he was a eunuch without wearing eunuch clothes?

Ordinary men, how can anyone call himself a "miscellaneous family"?

The feminine white hair was also as cold as if silent, the corners of the mouth were hooked, and the smile was evil. He simply stopped pressing his throat, and his voice was a little sharper.

"The things of the official family, you are reckless, do you also plan to take a piece of the pie?"

Listening to this feminine and white-haired voice, Leng Buyu was a little puzzled, didn't this feminine and white-haired person think that his previous voice was low and no different from an ordinary man? Leng Buyu looked at the group of people behind this feminine and white-haired person, and saw that they had no reaction to this, and he also felt interesting.

"This seat is even more curious, such a big movement is almost known to the whole world. What are the people in Jingzhou going to do, maybe come and hear about it?"

The feminine white hair couldn't help frowning, snorted coldly, and said, "Holy things, what's the matter, should I be clear with your little doll?"

Leng Buyu felt bored, so he simply stood up and stretched. At the same time, the three short swords began to fly around in silence again.

The action of being silent and silent immediately provoked a group of people behind the feminine white hair to move, and there was a sound of rattling, and their respective swords were unsheathed. Leng Bu saw it, but he snorted coldly with disdain.

After a few "yo yo yo" sounds, the feminine white hair said contemptuously: "Why, when I was said to be a sword saint by a charlatan, I thought I was amazing, and I thought I could ...... it on my own."

"Who said that I am the Sword Saint alone in the Dusk Cold Building!"

A sentence came from nowhere, interrupting the feminine white hair's words. In the next moment, two figures, one white and one colorful, appeared behind Leng Buyu.

Leng Bu didn't look back, just smiled and said: "Good life, don't die in a big disaster." ”

Bai Ying also smiled, and then laughed: "Not only is he not dead, but he also has an extra daughter-in-law." ”

Hearing the words of the white shadow behind him, Leng Bu was also curious and turned around. What he saw was the hand of the woman in colorful clothes who had been carrying a big knife.

Coldly grinning and laughing, and laughing in vain. And the woman in colorful clothes is not stained, but her eyes are sharp and staring at the cold wind behind the feminine white hair.