This black-clothed young man was naturally Xiao Fei, at this time he had already changed back into the white clothes that he had penetrated through, and was pacing aimlessly in the forest, because he had forgotten in advance, that is, the place where he would meet after making an appointment with Situ Shenjian. In this way, he and Situ Shenjian are separated, and there is no news about Leng Qiuhe. He couldn't help but be a little worried, because in addition to Deng Yong, there were also elusive killers such as "Night Shadow" in the forest. Come to think of it, let's get out of the woods first.

In the vicinity of Kongtong, the climate is relatively dry, so there are many small tea shops, almost everywhere. Xiao Fei had just walked out of the dense forest and went to the official road, when he saw a tea shop. It was a veritable teahouse: two thatched huts, seven or eight sets of wooden tables and chairs outside the house, and a small two carrying a large kettle to refill the water for the guests.

If you go over and ask, maybe someone will know the whereabouts of Situ Shenjian or Leng Qiuhe. Xiao Fei thought so in his heart, and his pace quickened.

"Guest, guest, guest, guest, drink, tea?" Xiao Er greeted him and stuttered.

Xiao Fei pressed Xiao Er's shoulder and said, "Little Second Brother, have you ever seen two passers-by, both of them are as old as me, probably so ......tall," Xiao Fei said while gesturing with his hand.

Xiao Er looked at the anxious guest in surprise, and scratched the back of his head with his right hand that didn't carry the pot, "Okay, it seems that there is no, no, no......" He suddenly seemed to remember something, and when he looked up, "Guest, guest, guest officer......"

Xiao Fei was taken aback, thinking that Xiao Er remembered.

“...... Do you want, want, want tea?"

Xiao Fei remembered that he hadn't drunk water for a whole morning, and after Xiao Er said, he suddenly felt a little thirsty, so he took out a piece of broken silver and handed it to Xiao Er, "Two bowls of good tea." ”

"Thanks, thanks, thanks, officer. Xiao Er hurriedly bowed and thanked him.

Xiao Fei picked up an unmanned table and sat down, and at this time, Xiao Er also brought two bowls of tea. Xiao Fei saw that Xiao Er didn't look like a villain, and besides, these guests here were not like people in the rivers and lakes, they were basically some mountain village husbands, who would not harm themselves, and he was not afraid of ordinary poisons, so he picked up a bowl and drank it all. This tea is not a good tea, and it is still a little hot, but when Xiao Fei drank it, it was like elixir and jade dew, and he was too thirsty.

As soon as he looked up, Xiao Er was staring at him, as if he was looking at a monster. Xiao Fei thought about it for a while, and then he understood the reason, and he couldn't help but laugh dumbly: he was dressed elegantly, which was extremely incommensurate with the action of drinking tea just now, and he was even more farmer than a farmer, which was too vulgar! ”

"Huh?" Xiao Er came back to his senses at this time, he had never seen such a handsome and elegant son, but at first sight, he wanted to see how the handsome scholar drank tea. Unexpectedly, it was no different from ordinary people, and I couldn't help but be slightly disappointed. After thinking about it, it was too rude and unseemly for me to stare at the guests like this, and I couldn't help but blush.

Xiao Fei didn't want the scene to be too embarrassing, so he lowered his head and tasted the second cup of tea, and Xiao Er walked away as if he were running away.

Coincidentally, a large group of people came to the official road, about eleven or twelve, all of them were big men, although they were dressed differently, they all wore soap boots and carried swords. Xiao Fei glanced at it and was shocked: these are all military men in regular clothes.

Xiao Er greeted him: "Guest ......"

The big man led by him pulled Xiao Er, "Boy, the uncle asks you: Have you ever seen these two people?" There were already two portrait paintings unfolded by his subordinates, Xiao Fei squinted and saw that it was indeed the prince and Leng Qiuhe.

Xiao Er stammered: "I, I, I ......" was already stuttering, but now he was lifted by the front of the placket, and he was speechless under the fright.

"Get out!" The big man was furious, and pushed Xiao Er hard, and Xiao Er flew out as if he were flying, and smashed it on the wooden table behind him, smashing the table to pieces.

At this time, a person rushed out of the hut, this person was in his forties, with a medicine residue apron, and a fine dust on his face, who seemed to be in charge of boiling water in the back, "What's the matter, this is?" said Xiao Er.

"Palm, shopkeeper, he, he, he beats, hits, hits, hits, hits, ......" Xiao Er pointed to the big man while covering his chest and said hesitantly.

"This guest officer, I don't know what happened to you about my little brother, and I will make amends to you on his behalf. The shopkeeper first helped Xiao Er sit on an empty chair, turned around and said.

The big man snorted coldly and didn't answer.

"If Your Excellency is here to make trouble, you are not welcome here!" This shopkeeper is neither humble nor arrogant, and he is quite confident.

The big man smiled coldly, slammed his fist towards the door of the shopkeeper, the shopkeeper tilted his head back slightly, grabbed the big man's wrist with his left hand and pulled it forward, and his right fist hit the big man's abdomen with a heavy blow, and then threw his left hand, and the big man fell to the ground and didn't move.

Seeing this, the big men who came with the man were unforgiving, and they drew their swords and slashed at the shopkeeper. The shopkeeper was not afraid, a pair of fleshy palms waved, and he did not fall under the hands of seven or eight big men.

At this time, the other guests in the small tea shop were also gone, leaving Xiao Fei sitting in a corner quietly tasting the bowl of tea. Xiao Fei can see that the shopkeeper's skills are not weak, but at best, he can only be regarded as a second-rate character, and he is a "gossip palm", and he is also seven or eight percent hot. However, what surprised Xiao Fei the most was that this soldier was not an ordinary soldier, more than one or two times stronger than the soldier led by Deng Yong yesterday. You must know that the men and horses led by Deng Yong yesterday are the most elite vanguard battalion and a cadre of elite cavalry in the military camp, it seems that these people should be the strength specially cultivated by King Jingjiang, no wonder they are so arrogant. In the face of these people, the shopkeeper was okay at first, but after dozens of rounds, it was a little powerless to fight with these hard-trained soldiers, not to mention, there were still four people standing next to the opponent who did not make a move.

The shopkeeper was also brave, although he knew that the enemy was no more than these people, he still fought without fear, and suddenly saw him jump up and raise his palm to slash down one person, and at the same time kick the other person away with his legs, but he also fell to the ground helplessly because of the exhaustion of his strength. Suddenly, six or seven people raised their knives together. Even though he fell to the ground, he was running over and kicking his legs, but it also made the group of people unable to get close for a while. Suddenly, the shopkeeper slapped his palms on the ground, got up with his strength, and smashed a fist into the face of a military man, knocking him down. But this was also his last blow, although he knocked the soldier to the ground, he was powerless to fight again, and the other soldier saw the opportunity to slash at him with a knife in the chest, and saw the shopkeeper's life hanging in the balance.

As soon as Xiao Fei raised his hand, the tea bowl drew an arc in the air, hitting the wrist of the knife-wielding soldier who slashed at the shopkeeper.

"Boy, who are you?!" shouted the military man, who had long since recovered.

"Those who are injustice are in charge of the injustice. Xiao Fei saw that he couldn't hide, so he got up and said.

The big man was furious: "Brothers, chop off this one that doesn't have long eyes!"

For a while, eleven steel knives pounced on Xiao Fei. Xiao Fei took his soft sword out of the sheath, greeted it, pulled a sword flower, and took all eleven people to the blade with a single stab.

"Huh?" whispered, indistinct, and I don't know who it came from.

The twelve soldiers were so shocked that Mu Li was on the spot, and his face was colorless.

"Let's go. Go back and tell your master, I don't care what his ambitions are, as long as he does evil, no one will let him go. Although his skills are low, he is willing to fight for the common people in the world. Xiao Fei said lightly.

The men were gone, leaving only the long knives scattered all about.

"Liu Jin, a disciple of the Lower Bagua Sect, thanked Shaoxia for saving his life. When the shopkeeper saw that the turmoil had passed, he came over and thanked him.

Xiao Fei held the soft sword and said: "The strong man is polite, he is a scholar in the next school, and he is not a person in the martial arts." Reading the books of the sages and sages, knowing that it is the true nature of a man to draw a sword to help him when he sees the unevenness of the road. ”

"Childe is too modest. The shopkeeper knew that he didn't want to tell his true identity, and he also knew that there were many taboos in the rivers and lakes, so he didn't ask more.

"Boy, look at the sword!" A low shout came from behind Xiao Fei, and at the same time, Xiao Fei also felt a cold air piercing his back, he didn't have time to turn around, he flipped a sword, swung away the attacking sword, and took a few steps to the left, but the comer followed closely without reluctance, and did not give Xiao Fei the slightest chance to turn around. Although Xiao Fei is passive, with his skillful swordsmanship, he still does not fall behind.

Suddenly, Xiao Fei's figure was illusory, and he had already turned around, and saw that the opponent turned out to be an old man with white hair and white beard, dressed in shabby clothes, but the sword in his hand was cold, and it was extremely iron. Xiao Fei knew that this was a master, although he didn't seem to have any so-called "characteristics of a master". But he knows, and anyone who fights with him, will know that this is the ability and temperament that a true master should have. This person's skills are extremely high and his swordsmanship is super strong, so Xiao Fei deduced that this person must not want to harm himself, otherwise, with the fact that he has no skills, how could he go through more than 20 moves safely under such a master. It is very likely that this old man is testing his martial arts path.

Xiao Fei had a certain thought in his mind at the moment, and with a turn of the swordsmanship in his hand, the "Thunder Thirteen Swords" of the Kongtong Sect poured out like splashing water. The old man was a little startled, and then easily cracked this set of swordsmanship, "Huh, little brother doesn't look like a disciple of the Kongtong faction?"

"The old hero has good eyesight. He is not a man in the rivers and lakes, but a scholar, but he has learned some martial arts from the nursing home in his spare time, so as to defend himself in time. Xiao Fei's explanation is not leaky, which is also the reason why he uses the "Thunder Thirteen Swords", after all, this is at the foot of Kongtong, some people who love martial arts here, although they have no chance to enter the Kongtong faction, it is also possible to practice some Kongtong swordsmanship, besides, there are a large number of disciples outside the Kongtong faction. Therefore, the people who met the "Thunder Thirteen Swords" at the foot of Kongtong Mountain were not necessarily disciples of the Kongtong faction, and these people even intended to show off in front of the people of the Kongtong faction, hoping that the elders of the faction would take a fancy to their qualifications and be able to make an exception to be included in the Kongtong sect.

"Hmm," the old man replied softly, as if he was considering something.