After being stunned for a short time, Ye Feng used two palms that were injured to the bone, and stood up with difficulty, he picked up the Xuanjiao on the ground as a crutch, and limped to the horn's side.

The toad ingots turned out a bottle of gold sore medicine in the back basket, put it in their mouths, and ran towards the two of them.

This time it's not that this toad is afraid of death and doesn't dare to help, it's just that it hasn't formed a contract with Ye Feng yet, and if it just shows up, it will only help.

"Are you alright?"

Ye Feng tried to bend over, wanting to pull the short and fat boy, but there was indeed a bone-throbbing pain in his back, and he stopped his movements and gasped.

"Can't die...."

Wang Horn turned over with great effort, gasping for breath, with blood foam spraying in his mouth, and raised his fist, "Whoever dares to bully you, I will blow his head!"

Humpty Dumpty laughed innocently.

Ye Feng was noncommittal, his bright eyes looked at the horn quietly, with a shallow smile on his face.

These two and a half teenagers, no one thought of today's sentence "Whoever bullies you, I will blow his head." "In the near future, how many rangers will talk about it, and it will be fascinating.

With a slight sigh of relief, Ye Feng applied the gold sore medicine to his hands with the help of the horn, and the latter tore some strips of cloth from the bearded man's clothes and bandaged Ye Feng's wounds.

Wang Horn had no external injuries, but the internal injuries seemed to be very serious, and he vomited two mouthfuls of blood as soon as he sat on the ground.

Dare to rely on the cultivation of the peak of the first realm of physical training to face the five realms of qi training, I am afraid that only he will be able to do it.

Ye Feng's internal injuries were not too serious, but the tiger's mouths on both hands were neatly cut by the sword, and the injuries were already to the bone, fortunately, the muscles and veins were not broken, and he should be able to recover after a while, but I am afraid that he will be scarred because of this.

After resting for a while, the short and fat young man exhaled, got up with great effort and picked up the scabbard not far away, returned to Ye Feng's side and inserted Xuan Jiao back into the scabbard and handed it to the young man, "Oh, you can use this sword, I practice boxing, I can't use it." ”

Ye Feng didn't twist either, sat cross-legged and took the sword, put the long sword horizontally on his knees, raised his hands that were wrapped like bear's paws and stroked it gently, his eyes indulged.

This "Xuanjiao", the scabbard and hilt are all made of Xuanmu, but what kind of Xuanmu it is is can't be identified with Ye Feng's experience.

The sword is sheathed, and from head to tail the devil's axe is carved with a five-clawed dragon surrounded by clouds and mist, and the dragon's eyes are wide open, as if it is about to soar into the sky.

The sword is unsheathed, the sword body is like snow, the blade is like autumn frost, and the sword body is also carved with speckled clouds, like a fairyland.

Ye Feng played with the sword lovingly for a while, raised his arm to measure it for a moment, and muttered: "The sword is three feet six inches long, three hundred and sixty Zhou Tian, the blade is one inch and eight minutes wide, and half of the Tiangang is combined, it is really a good sword, a good sword." ”

The loudspeaker on the side looked at Ye Feng's intoxicated and obsessed appearance, and couldn't help but laugh innocently, he had already forgotten the line between life and death.

The toad ingots took advantage of the gap to jump to the corpse of the bearded man, turned left and right, and didn't know what the hell he was thinking.

The two of them were frogs, and no one noticed the little short stick in the basket that trembled slightly.

After Yuan Bao circled around a few times, he stopped, looked up and saw that Ye Feng was still intoxicated there, and couldn't help but be very annoyed, "Hey, are you stupid?

This scolding failed to wake up Ye Feng, who was fascinated by the sword, but frightened the loudspeaker on the side.

The stupid short and fat boy was still a bearded man who was not dead and came back to life, and when he looked up and found that it was the big toad raised by Ye Feng, he opened his mouth to speak, and suddenly became even more panicked, and hurriedly stabbed Ye Feng with his hand, but his eyes were staring at the ingot.

He secretly said in his heart: "I'm a good man, this toad can actually spit out people's mouths, isn't it a sperm!?"

Ye Feng came back to his senses after being stabbed by the horn, and turned his head blankly, "What's wrong?"

The horn raised his hand and pointed to the ingots not far away, and stammered in a low voice: "Big toad... Sperm... Speaks human language!"

The toad ingots rolled their eyes and said disdainfully, "Straw bales..."

In fact, the toad has been reluctant to speak because it does not fully trust the horn, but along the way, the various behaviors of the short and fat boy have really made him very impressed.

Just now, the horn was able to give the priceless sword to Ye Feng, and there was no trace of greed in his eyes, which finally made the ingots accept the horn from the bottom of his heart and identify with this partner.

Ye Feng glanced at the short and fat boy who was frightened like a little daughter-in-law, smiled dumbly, and pointed to the ingots to explain to him: "Don't be afraid, it's called ingots, it's my spiritual pet, and it has opened its spiritual wisdom, so it can speak to people." ”

Ye Feng took the sword and smacked the horn, and teased: "Hey, let's have fun, this is the Yuan Bao who treats you as his own and is willing to speak in front of you, don't be uninteresting!"

The short and fat boy was flattered when he heard this, and ran to Yuan Bao to talk to Yuan Bao.

There is no way, the horn who has been lonely and ostracized since he was a child wants someone to regard himself as his own person the most, and he is most afraid that someone will treat him as his own person.

Glancing at the frolicking trumpets and ingots, Ye Feng propped himself up with his sword and came to the bearded man, leaned down and stretched out his hand to fumble it, and after a while, he took out the smart talisman from the man's arms.

The spell was a dark purple color, one inch wide and three inches long, with no visible texture but a tough material, and in the center there was a glittering golden word 'Smart' in block letters and some strange symbols with golden light.

The ingots frog caught a glimpse of Ye Feng's discovery, and hurriedly jumped over, "This is a purple charm, it should be made by a master of the Xuanzhao Realm, it can create this small enchantment, and it may also have other effects, depending on the luster level on it, it can be used a few times, you can try to use the true qi to pour it into the charm and see if you can control the charm." ”

When Ye Feng heard this, he tried to pour his true qi into the spell, and he was immediately shocked, only to feel that this spell was like a living soul transmitting two thoughts to him: "Forming a Formation" and "Closing a Formation".

The young man tentatively gave the order to "close the formation" on the spell, and suddenly heard the sound of "porphyry", and the corpse of the bearded man on the side suddenly spontaneously combusted without fire, and instantly turned into ashes.

At the same time, a purple streamer flashed within the enchantment, bringing Ye Feng and the toad ingots back to the small alley.

Coming back to his senses, Ye Feng subconsciously glanced at the still cloudy horn opposite, and sighed in his heart: "Is this the method of the Xuanzhao Realm monk? With just a small spell, he can create a small world, it can really be described as an immortal method!"

After pausing for a moment, the young man beckoned Yuan Bao to jump into the back basket and rushed to the small inn where he had been staying when he had been staying with the horn.

At this time, there are still a few hours before dawn, and Ziwu Pass is located on the border and is heavily guarded, so it is better to wander outside.

There was nothing to say all night, and the next day, just after dawn, Ye Feng and the others didn't even practice boxing, and hurriedly took their luggage and left the inn.

After last night's incident, the young man had already made up his mind to leave the Great Song Dynasty with the horn and go to the Jin Kingdom, because there was still a Cao Shen Ling in Ziwu Guanli who had never shown up, and if the horn continued to stay here, I am afraid that it would not be long before a catastrophe came.

Out of the inn, the two of them borrowed the map bought from the innkeeper, shuttled all the way through the small alleys in the Guannei, and quietly rushed towards the north gate of Ziwu Pass, for fear of being discovered.

finally got to the north gate tower, and the two teenagers secretly complained in their hearts.

The north gate is obviously much stricter than the south gate, and all people passing by are not allowed to carry any iron weapons, and when they meet people who behave abnormally, they don't say a word, they tie them up and take them away.

If Ye Feng and the others swaggered over with "Xuanjiao", they were afraid that not only would they not be able to get out, but they would also have to be arrested as spies.

After discussing for a while, the two had to find a small teahouse nearby to rest first, and then wait for the opportunity to get out of the customs.

"Ye Feng, what should I do?"

The short and fat boy sat opposite Ye Feng, his stocky round face full of sadness.

Ye Feng raised his hand and pressed back the toad ingots that had just poked out of his head in the back basket, and looked at the gun-wielding guards at the North Pass through the gate of the teahouse, his brows furrowed little by little, "Wait for the opportunity, we have to buy some dry food and medicine with us first, and then find a chance to mix it out." ”

After taking out a few copper coins and throwing them on the table, the two teenagers got up with their bags and walked quickly to the small pharmacy across the street.

At the same time, in front of the window grille on the second floor of a restaurant next to the small pharmacy, stood a rosacea boy with a cane, a blue nose and swollen face, and fair skin.

The young man's eyes stared at Ye Feng and the others who had just walked out of the teahouse, his eyes full of resentment and hatred.

At the table of the Eight Immortals in the private room, there was also a leopard-faced man wearing silver soft armor and a red cloak.

After drinking all the wine in his hand, the leopard-faced man looked sideways at the young man by the window and asked, "Lang'er, do you see clearly?"

Hearing this, the rosacea boy turned around with his cane and nodded to the man through gritted teeth.

The latter nodded, snorted coldly, and the corners of his mouth gradually raised.

This leopard-faced man is Cao Bao Cao Shenling, one of the four major staff leaders of Ziwu Guan, and the rosacea boy is Cao Lang, the son of Cao Shen Ling and the beautiful woman who are temporarily raised in the Wang Mansion of Nanwei Village!

After entering the pharmacy, Ye Feng used his only remaining silver taels to buy some gold sore medicine and disinfectant herbs, put the medicine in the back basket, and the young man wanted to leave quickly with the horn.

As soon as he turned around, Ye Feng suddenly felt a violent tremor of the spirit talisman in his arms, and before he could react, he felt a powerful aura that had firmly clamped his body.

Looking up, I saw a leopard-faced man wearing a silver armor and red cloak standing at the door, next to the man, was a rosacea-nosed young man with a cane and cold eyes, and behind the two, stood a row of ironclad soldiers with a spear and an expressionless face.

Ye Feng guessed the identity of the leopard-faced man at a glance, and wanted to open his mouth to call the horn next to him to run, but he couldn't even move his tongue, and his body couldn't move half a step.

"Humph!"

Cao Bao snorted coldly, and his tone was cold: "Little doll, if you want to escape under the nose of General Ben, I'm afraid you don't have that ability!"

As he spoke, the man raised his right hand and grabbed it towards Ye Feng's void, and the young man was sucked by a powerful suction, and then he was slammed to the ground, and the white cloth that had just been wrapped in his palms instantly oozed two dazzling scarlets.