The early spring night seemed a little cool, and in a valley on the border of Western Chu, a bonfire dispelled the slightest chill. Lin Feng was constantly adding firewood to it to ensure that the fire would not be extinguished.

Sitting next to the bonfire is the sloppy old man Li Chengfeng, the sloppy old man This is Lin Feng's slander of the master in private, although he has been a beggar since he was a child, but he has never seen such a raunchy person, not to mention that the master is still a high-ranking cultivator, which is simply not in line with his inherent impression of a cultivator.

He wanted to ask, but he still couldn't open his mouth, the apprentice couldn't say that he was a master, Lin Feng kept his duty. On the other side sat the old woman and the little girl who had been rescued in the evening, the little girl was still unconscious, she was lying in the old woman's arms, breathing evenly.

Lin Feng once quietly glanced at the little girl, well, it was very cute, with a small nose and fair skin, like a white bun, it looked like an appetite.

Ahem, Lin Feng hurriedly shook off the thoughts in his little head, this is not right, maybe he longed for white flour buns when he was a child, Lin Feng always subconsciously compared beautiful things with white flour buns.

At this moment, the little girl woke up from her slumber, and like Lin Feng, the little girl also had a pair of beautiful big eyes, and the ornament on her forehead was like a blue gem, and the gem sparkled in the firelight, like a beautiful flower fairy.

Lin Feng hurriedly handed over a cup made of bamboo tubes, which was a soup made from mushrooms he picked in the afternoon, Lin Feng's life skills were speechless, his life as a beggar had taught him a lot.

The old woman took it carefully, blew it, and slowly fed it to the little girl. After a mouthful of warm soup, the little girl's originally sickly face became more ruddy.

"Old man, thank you for this young man!" the old woman thanked her, and looked thoughtfully at the sloppy old man sitting beside her.

She put the little girl aside and bowed to Li Chengfeng respectfully.

"Thank you for the life-saving grace of my predecessors, I Linglong Island will be rewarded one day. Presumably, the seniors must be the ones who are the masters, and the juniors have a reluctant request, and I hope the seniors will agree..."

"There is no need to repay it, when the old man goes to your Linglong Island to ask for Linglong to get drunk, I wonder if the old nun can give more"

Li Chengfeng interrupted.

The old woman was a little disappointed, she knew that she was a little whimsical, it was good for someone who had never been recognized to save herself once, how could there be so many high-spirited knights in this world, most of them were also killed early. She looked at Li Chengfeng with some unwillingness, and wanted to fight again.

When she saw the wine gourd on Li Chenfeng's waist, the old woman's originally dim eyes couldn't help but have a little brilliance, the yellowed wine gourd was very ordinary, but the gourd mouth was a little extraordinary, it was a small wine-making array, this is a unique formation of Linglong Island, and Linglong Island has never been hidden, there are very few people in the world who know Linglong Island, and even fewer people can get the formation of Linglong Island.

The old woman bowed down again and cried out:

"The predecessor is the sword saint Li Chengfeng, the junior Huludao Qiu Xiaoyan, and the family teacher Qiu Yingying, I saw the senior on the island when I was a child, please forgive the junior for being clumsy just now, I didn't recognize your old man!"

Li Chengfeng replied lightly: "Oh!" He shook the wine gourd, everyone knew that he Li Chengfeng was a drunkard, and he went to all the places in the world where there was good wine, thinking that this wine gourd betrayed him.

"Seniors, juniors dare to save me from their seniors!" Qiu Xiaoyan pulled the little girl and knelt down together.

She said to herself.

Three months ago, the younger generation returned home from Linglong Island to save relatives, and encountered a shocking disaster, the Western Chu Emperor's family was slaughtered overnight, this is my youngest sister's daughter Chu Ling'er, and the youngest princess of Chu State.

On that day, my youngest sister fled to her home with serious injuries, and entrusted her to me, and she died of serious injuries, and I wanted to take her back to Linglong Island, but the gang of thieves pursued us and were about to destroy us, and today I fled here, thanks to the rescue of my predecessors......."

"Stop, I'm not saving you, it's just that those guys don't have long eyes, there is my precious apprentice here, I don't want him to be frightened, apprentice, what do you say." ”

Lin Feng nodded with a peck, these days, he knows the temperament of this master, and it is the norm to hang high if it is not about himself, but he will occasionally break out and be idle and busy, not to mention that this Linglong Island has something to do with the master.

The old woman wanted to speak and stopped, just as she was thinking about whether to tell Li Chengfeng the news, the night sky that was originally as black as ink suddenly lit up with a light, it was a sword light, Lin Feng didn't know it, but the old woman knew, this was a sword letter, a safe means of information transmission between sword cultivators.

The sword letter fell into the hands of Li Chengfeng, who at first just glanced at him casually, but the more he looked at him, the more angry he became. The clothes on his body were windless, and even the bonfire not far away seemed to be about to be extinguished, shrinking into flames.

The letter reads: "Sword Master, be well! Recently, I received news that your old man destroyed the Chu Emperor's family in a fit of anger, of course, we know that this is not your style, destroy the Chu Emperor's Family, scratch the ass of the Haotian faction, you will definitely notify us of this kind of thing, but now it is rumored all over the world that you did it, Zhang Juyi, the head of the Haotian faction, invited the immortal banquet in Xiufang, and your old man's favorite drunken immortal brew, saying that he wants to get together with you, you go quickly." Sword three stays. ”

There is also a line of small words below the payment: "What an old thing, being inexplicably deducted from the basin, it must be very cool! In the past hundred years, you have ignored us, and our old swords are about to rot." Old immortal, can you? No, I'll take care of it for you with Kenyi. Jian San said: This is what Jian Er left and it has nothing to do with me. ”

The master was very angry, so angry that his beard floated up, Lin Feng had never seen the master like this.

"Let's say, she is the princess of Chu State, you are the party concerned, what is going on, tell Lao Tzu the ins and outs of the matter. Li Chengfeng said angrily.

The old woman was still on her knees. Lin Feng looked at the master, he found that the master's lazy and sloppy energy at this time was gone, and it was replaced by a strong momentum from the inside out, if you want to describe it in one word, it is "very dragging" than Wang Ergou's gangster brother walking.

"Yes, the younger generation must tell everything he knows, and here's how it goes........"

The old woman spent a stick of incense to report to Li Chengfeng. During this period, Lin Feng had been quietly looking at Chu Ling'er, and Chu Ling'er also looked at Lin Feng from time to time, at the age of seven or eight years old, peers always attracted inexplicably.

Lin Feng quietly waved his little hand to Chu Ling'er, meaning that she didn't have to kneel when she came over, she came over to bake the fire, the little girl was very moved, but when she slowly turned around and wanted to crawl over quietly, she was pulled back by the old woman and continued to kneel honestly.

The little girl looked at Lin Feng aggrievedly, Lin Feng spread his hands, indicating that he couldn't do anything, but Lin Feng moved in the direction of Chu Ling'er, and the two stared at each other with big eyes, making eye contact with each other. Lin Feng was digging the fire with a wooden stick, and inside was the yasca he had thrown in earlier, which was already ripe at this time, so he pulled it out, clapped it with his little hand, and divided it into two halves, half of which he ate by himself and half of which he put on a broad leaf.

These small actions naturally can't hide Li Chengfeng's magic eyes.

Finally, the old woman finished reporting to Li Chengfeng. At this time, Li Chengfeng did not see the anger when he saw the letter, but frowned and thought. He pinched his fingers and calculated, the catastrophe is still four or five hundred years away, this is not like his human catastrophe?

As a veteran powerhouse on the heavenly list, Li Chengfeng must have reached the top of the tribulation realm, but his cultivation is against the sky, three disasters and five tribulations, and there is no way to avoid it, but generally speaking, there are rules to follow, he just passed a catastrophe a hundred years ago, and it stands to reason that there are still hundreds of years of leisure. However, this time there was a black cauldron that fell from the sky.

According to Qiu Xiaoyan, the elder of Haotianmen died at the hands of sword cultivators, and he was killed with a single sword. Although the elder has not entered the heavenly list, there is a treasure that is the Dao weapon Hao Sun Wheel, its power is extremely great, and the defense is amazing, and few people on the heavenly list can kill him, let alone kill him with one move. Of course, there are not many people in this world who have this kind of cultivation, but those who can accomplish this feat with sword cultivation are the two on the heavenly list. First, the famous drunken sword saint - Li Chengfeng, and second, the kendo genius who came later - Jian Wushuang.

The head of the Haotian faction has led the crowd to visit Jian Wushuang in the Tianshan Mountains, Jian Wushuang said that he didn't kill, in the eyes of the Jianghu people, this kind of Tianjiao character never disdains lying, so he pointed the finger at another person, Li Chengfeng, the head of the Starfall faction, Haotian faction wanted to find Li Chengfeng, but the drunken sword saint Li Chengfeng has always been at ease, so the Haotian faction specially asked for a peerless good wine and drunken immortal brew from Sanxian Island, and set up a banquet for the immortals in Xiufang, just waiting for the sword saint to come.

However, more than three months have passed, and the sword saint Li Chengfeng still has no news, and some people say that this must have been done by Li Chengfeng, otherwise on weekdays, if there is good wine, there will be traces of the sword saint Li Chengfeng, most of them are weak and dare not show up. It stands to reason that such a lame deduction basin will not be able to deduct Li Cheng's head, and as we all know, it is possible for monks to retreat for several years, or even decades.

However, another piece of evidence was cited, and some professionals pointed out that the injury of the Dao weapon came from the Starfall Sword after inspecting the damaged Dao Weapon Hao Sun Wheel. Everyone in the world knows that the Starfall Sword is the foundation of the Starfall Sect, which has been handed down from ancient times to the present, and is in the hands of its master. When the Starfall Sword appeared, the head of the Starfall Sect was also there, and there were even rumors in the rivers and lakes that Li Chengfeng sent a sword servant to hunt down and kill the only bloodline of the Chu State, so all the evidence pointed to Li Chengfeng.

Of course, Qiu Xiaoyan knew that it must not be the sword servant who chased her, because if it was really the sword servant chasing and killing, she would definitely not live today, the sword servant, it was a group of big people who stirred up the world, if it was, her soul-feeling little shrimp must have been killed a long time ago.

"Get up, don't kneel! Li Chengfeng said lightly.

The old woman was terrified: "It's not cold, it's not cold!"

"It doesn't matter if you let your mother's dog stink, you are a soul-touching monk, but this little girl can't stand such a toss, if you like to kneel, continue to kneel. ”

The old woman was overjoyed when she heard this, she knew that the Sword Master senior had promised to save them.

When Lin Feng heard this, he hurriedly ran over to help Chu Ling'er up, and gave Chu Ling'er the fragrant roasted sweet potatoes. Chu Ling'er looked at Lin Feng fixedly, took the yamyan, sniffed it with her small nose, and then took a bite of it, which looked very cute.

Li Chengfeng turned his head, ignored the old woman, and asked Lin Feng with a smile: "Apprentice, where is the sweet potato for the teacher?"

Lin Feng looked at Chu Ling'er like a frightened rabbit, and said a little resignedly: "Ah? Mountain.. Yamava. Master, didn't you say that you only eat meat? you wait for the apprentice to roast it for you!"

After saying that, he ran to the woods not far away and went to dig yams, he turned around as he ran, looked at Chu Ling'er who was eating with relish, and thought that he must dig a few more this time.