Seeing her peeking at herself, Li Tian quickly turned around.

"Your Highness, I have a word with you. Demao stood on tiptoe and whispered.

Li Tian turned his head and glared at Lin Drizzle, indicating that she should go away. Then he turned around and crouched down. Demao leaned into his ear and whispered, "Little Feng Ye can't die!"

"Hmm, what can you say?" Hearing Demao's words, Li Tian suddenly felt his spirits lift for some reason.

"I've probed the tone of all the envoys here, and at least two-thirds of the feudal lords are thinking about defecting to Jun Ruxi, and probably don't dare to be enemies of Jun Ruxi. In addition, two percent of the feudal lords themselves are fierce and strong, which is enough to meet Jun Ruxi head-on and infect the whole country. The remaining vassal lords who can or may support the restoration of our Zhongnan Shu Kingdom are as few as the morning star. Demao whispered.

"How few are the morning stars? Li Tian asked in a low voice.

"Even if the foundation is not ......," Demao whispered helplessly.

"......" Li Tian gasped gloomily, "Therefore, why can't Xiao Feng Ye die?"

"If we can maybe pull Xiao Feng Ye to our camp and let him be our striker, or even the main general, the lineup we have can be far-fetched and progressive!" De Maoyu said quickly.

"Really?" asked Li Tian incredulously.

"Of course. It is true that Jun Ruxi killed the drought fish, and there is a divine destiny star. However, we're just the team that killed the Lord of the Dry. Jun Ruxi's striker is Tong Chou, and our striker is Xiao Fengye, who killed Tong Chou. This is relative, our lineup is up. At that time, they will take advantage of the gap to recruit troops and buy horses, and they will be bound by powerful feudal domains in various places, and the troops that can be pulled up will be ten times more than today. When Demao said this, his saliva spurted with excitement and splashed Li Tian's face.

"Little Feng Ye ......" Li Tian took off the heroic scarf, slowly wiped his cheeks, his eyes flowed, "If we want to save Xiao Fengye's life today, he owes us a ......."

"Think about it, he's been making cows and horses for us all his life!" Demao stuck out his tongue.

"I want to find him in the facility! Li Tian stood up decisively.

"What are you going to do?" Lin Driyu hurriedly asked.

"You can't take care of it. "Li Tian, Radmao, the two of them flew and left.

"Sister Jinxiao!" said to her.

"Huh?" Lin Drizzle asked with his head blank.

"Don't you want to save Xiao Fengye?" Ke Ren asked excitedly, "According to His Highness Qian's words, he is going to find a short time." ”

"Right...... That's right!" Lin Drizzle pulled Bai Mei, who had fainted, up from the ground, "Get up quickly, let's get up and find him!"

On the roof of the building on the side of the Dingjiang boat port, the young people of the Xianmeng were silent. Lin Feng's last knife was like the sun, with a steaming temperature, and they still felt that their mouths were dry, their bodies were fried, and their cheeks and eye sockets were as hot as fire. These young people who grew up in the immortal sect have practiced transcendent immortal skills since they were children, and have never touched the wind and rain of the mortal world. At first glance, when I saw this mortal's sword technique of fighting luck, my heart felt as if I had opened a pot, and the intertwined roots were surging, and I didn't know myself at all.

The little boy carrying the red gourd had tears streaming down his face, wiping it and wiping it. The young man with the red cloth head hid in the shadows, wiping his face with his hands. They were all deeply shocked by Lin Feng's brave attack on Tong Chou.

"He can't beat Tong Chou on the basics!" the little boy's voice whimpered, "even if he uses that knife technique." He couldn't have beaten him!"

"That's right!" the young man with the red cloth head said in a hoarse voice, "Tong Chou is a master of internal refining and triple refinement upgrading, even if he uses the Tiancheng Sword Technique, he will be promoted to the point of being heavy." It's just the peak of the inner refining double. ”

"Just ...... Woo......" The little boy continued with burning eyebrows, "Even if he took the opportunity to attack first by cutting off his own arm, he could or may first inspire the Tiancheng Sword Technique, but Tong Chou was stimulated by his Sword Technique, and he gave out the third extreme peak level skill, the hundred dragon roar that turned over the river and the sea, the foundation is not something that mortals can or may not be able to resist." ”

"He should have been hopeless, but he was blatantly unmoved! He used that Ah move to refine the sword technique of the two extreme peaks, and he hit the hundred dragons howling, and his head got into the hundred dragons dance, as if he wanted to merge his own life into the knife. Faced with a mountain-like child, didn't he ever think that this was a war that should be abandoned from the beginning?"

"Did you feel it? That kind of beautiful and unparalleled pride? That kind of state of mind that all beings in the fairy world have never been able to reach, that kind of heart that struggles, hopelessness, struggles again, is hopeless, and then struggles continuously and strongly. The girl in black said softly.

"Tinima's ......" the little boy couldn't help but curse with a flushed face, "Tinima's blood." ”

"Ahem, woo......" The young man with the red cloth wrapped his head ripped off the red cloth on his head and quickly covered his eyes, but pretended to blow his nose all the time.

"They are the ones who are about to invade the flood and are the old enemies of our present generation in this life. The words of the girl in black are as soft as the wind, but they have a soul-stirring melody, as if they are singing a song.

"Young Marshal, no wonder he was able to break out of your Yuan Shen Temple seed. The red-clothed boy whispered.

"I thought too much of him at the time. I thought he was just a boy with some luck and talent. That's why I wanted him to be my soldier. The girl in black sighed softly, "If I could have noticed the sword aura on his body more, I wouldn't have such frivolous years again." He may or may be destroyed as a mortal, but he will never be tamed. ”

"But the young man who is like Xu is more worthy of the young marshal. The red-clothed boy said in a deep voice.

"Young marshal, I want the facility to accept him. The little boy said wistfully.

"Luck is unpredictable for the gods. Maybe there is, oh ......" The girl in black looked at Lin Feng's distant back and whispered.

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A loud rumbling sound came from the top of Lintai Peak in Tianhua Mountain. The Lingzhu platform, which carried the flying ascending hexagram of Yin and Yang Bu Immortal Daoxuan, suddenly collapsed. The gravel on Lintai Peak is like rain, and the thunder rumbles. Most of the Qianmen disciples who were practicing in the dojo rushed out of the door with a shout of joy and looked towards Lintai Peak.

The sect masters of the Seven Sects came out one after another, gathered on the cliff of Lintai Peak, and watched the wonders of the collapse of Lingzhu Terrace from afar.

"Tian Zhao, Tian Zhao!" Fist Sect Sect Leader Ye Cun Jinyu said quickly, "A few days ago, there was a movement, saying that it was a thousand-year-old drought and subdued law, and the image of heaven and earth exhaustion had been lost in the snow melting plain. I'm still skeptical. Today, the Lingzhu Platform has no wind and is self-harming, and the Flying Ascension Hexagram is fabricated and dissipated, is this being analyzed, and the natural disaster is already closed?"

"Yes, yes!" all the sect masters clapped their faces, and their faces were full of joy.

"Brother Hong!" Sect Master Song Jinyong of the Li Sect will definitely respect Hong Xi and clench his fists, "Normally, you and my brothers have a lot of quarrels, and I have a lot of blame for someone." I can't imagine that your protégé is openly the right person. If it weren't for his help with the Divine Destiny, the natural disaster would not have ended so quickly. ”

"Hahaha......" The world laughed approvingly, "Brother Hong is a strict master and a high apprentice, Lin Feng is worthy of being a disciple of the Sword Sect, and he openly makes Brother Song willing to admit his mistake to you." ”

Hong Xi returned the salute to Song Jinyong with great grace, but his face was grim, and his eyes like a falcon were shining, as if he was thinking violently.

"Brother Hong, don't you seem to be very happy about the consequences of this perfection?" Jin Qi asked curiously.

"Brother Jin is too worried. I was just thinking about how I could see my disciple very quickly and where he is now. Hong Xijue whispered.

"Haha! The precious thing is that after he has achieved his mission, he will still be alive. When you master and apprentice meet, there must be something to say. Murong Ting, who entertained the sect, took out a piece of talisman paper from her arms and handed it to Hong Xijue, "Xiao Keren sent a message, they should have arrived at Miaotang today...... Oh no, Dingjiang God. Are you looking for an apprentice? Your apprentice is across the river from you. ”

Taking the rune paper in Murong Ting's hand, Hong Xijue clapped at her thanksgiving address, suddenly turned around and jumped, soared into the air, rolled up the sleeves of his robe, and the whole side turned into a gray horse, shooting towards the bottom of the mountain.

"So anxious?" all the sect masters looked at each other, all of them feeling ridiculous.

Dingjiang Shen swallowed the Yunjiang River, and Lin Feng found a dangerous beach facing the Lintai Peak of Tianhua Mountain. Here the rocks pierce through the air, the waves are surging, whether it is tourists or ferries are far away. He chose a slippery and smooth flat stone in front of the rocky beach, knelt down on the flat stone, untied the Thousand Souls scabbard and mustard seed bag on his waist, and pulled out the tyrant scales bound in the world, and lined them up in front of him. He took out the Codex from his bosom and pressed two stones against the flat stone. The codex clearly stated the reason for his short-sightedness, and laid out all the belongings on him, telling those who had discovered his relics to return them to the Thousand Gates.

He stretched out his left hand and slowly pulled out the Thousand Souls Knife from its scabbard, placing it across his neck, using the blade against the skin of his throat.

"Shhh Your little brother Feng is here to accompany you. "Brother Xiao Feng, this is the title given to him by the little junior sister Hong Lingwu. It's been eight years since no one called him that. He is very unfamiliar with such a title. In the past eight years, he has been accustomed to the name Xiao Fengye. He also got used to his own silver hair. When he arrives at Yin Cao Jiuquan, will the little junior sister still remember him, and will she still recognize him. Will they still be able to survive with the same worries as they did before?

A terrible whistling sound came from the blade. The Thousand Souls Knife was trembling, struggling, roaring unevenly. On its blade, the ghost of the child's domain manifests, and he roars angrily. As if this knife, which had just killed the tiger of the Nanjiang River, was reluctant, his master ended his life as promised. It has to drink more of Junjie's blood. And the master, it still wants to have more days to come.

"Can't you bear me?" Lin Feng pressed his cheek against the blade of the knife in abruptness, "I can't bear you either." I am reluctant to leave this country. However, if you do something wrong, you must die! I'm sorry, bro. ”

When he gritted his teeth and slashed his knife to his neck again, a voice suddenly came from behind him: "Your knife needs sacrifices." ”

"Master, master!" Hearing this familiar voice, Lin Feng's eyes were sour, and his eyes were watery. He shuddered, turned around, stuck his knife in his left hand, and bowed his head deeply to the ground.

Hong Xijue's eagle eyes looked at him coldly, and there was no face on his face. No one could guess what he was thinking. Lin Feng has never dared to think about this question.

"Your sword needs sacrifices. Hong Xi coldly overlapped all Shicai's words.

"I ...... I don't understand. Lin Feng said blankly.

"Your sword has robbed the soul of the Tiger of the South River, and at the same time, it has also absorbed the remnants of the tens of thousands of people he killed. It needs to sacrifice the divine sword now, so that it can evolve into a divine knife with greater soul power, otherwise, it will not be able to tolerate the remnants of so many people, and sooner or later it will turn into a demon soldier and kill the world. Hong Xijie said in a deep voice.

"......" Lin Feng's brain is vacant. He didn't have the state of mind to think about the evolution of a thousand souls.

"Don't you have the mental state to think about this, because you want to find a short-term atonement?" Hong Xijue asked coldly.

"......" Lin Feng lowered his head and didn't dare to speak.

"If you are looking for a short sight with a horizontal sword today, this Thousand Soul Knife has absorbed the power of your soul, and it will turn into a demon soldier when it comes. There will definitely be dead people in the spicy Dingjiang Shenli, and there will be more than one!" Hong Xi said sharply.

"Master, the protégé is ignorant!" Lin Feng trembled all over his body, and he was sweating at night.

"You think you've achieved your mission?" Hong Hee-jue asked again.

"Master, the heavens are declining...... It's already the end. The mission of the Divine Destiny Star has come to an end. Lin Feng said suspiciously.

"Don't forget, you must be the second life of the Divine Destiny Celestial Star. That is to say, yes, oh God, you will die for her!" Hong Xi said sharply, "Did you die for her?"

"This ......" Lin Feng's face turned pale, he completely forgot about it.

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"The thousand-year-old drought is dead, but its blood is still there. If anyone drinks this blood, it will lead to another thousand-year-old drought at any time. The decay of heaven and earth will return. Why can't you understand such a brief matter?" Hong Xijue's tone was grim.

"Master, the protégé is ignorant! The protégé is ignorant!" Under Hong Xijue's reprimand, Lin Feng discovered that he had missed most of the details, and felt that the years of decay and earth were really too innocent.

"Today, Cen is silent!" Hong Xijue squatted down and looked directly into Lin Feng's eyes, "What are you going to do first?"

"Yes!" Lin Feng gritted his teeth and worked hard, "Yes...... It's to save the Lost Star from Jun Ruxi's hands. ”

"What an idiot child!" Hong Xijue raised his arm and slapped Lin Feng hard.

"Master, the protégé is afraid!" Lin Feng bowed to the ground with his heart.

"Don't you feel pain today? It's the blood in your body, which makes you feel refreshed. The first thing you have to do now is to heal your broken arm and avoid dying of overdose!" Hong Xijie said coldly.

"Yes! Lin Feng clapped again and again.

"Here!" Hong Xijue handed the bottle of ointment to Lin Feng's palm.

"Bauhinia intermittent ointment? This is ...... The treasures of the ancestors!, maybe the holy medicine of the revival of the severed limbs......" Lin Feng said in fright.

"That's right! Our Seven Sect Masters have bottles on each side. It's just a bottle. You have to apply it well. Hong Xi said earnestly.

"But the protégé's broken arm ......," Lin Feng said blankly.

"Find a qigong master to temporarily freeze the wound of your broken arm, and then try to find your right arm. I know that there is a famous doctor who can use this bottle of medicine to help you keep breaking your arm. Hong Xi asked.

"Yes. Lin Feng clapped.

"Find this one, and he will sponsor you to regain the strength of your right arm. Hong Xijue put a note with a well-known character on the ground and pressed it with a porcelain bottle of intermittent paste.

"Master......" Lin Feng came first, his face full of gratitude.

"What do you want me to do with you? Report to you, I have already broken off relations with him, and I don't bother to see him. It's just that he owed me a debt in the past, and now he wants to pay it back to you. You yourself want to find him. Hong Xijue said coldly.

"Yes!" the protégé obeyed. Lin Feng hurriedly said.

"Don't tell anyone that I've been here, I swore at first that I would never go down the mountain again to participate in the fighting, and don't let me break my word in front of people. After Hong Xijue finished saying this, his body swooped into the Swallowing Cloud River, and instantly dissipated in the clouds and mist of Tianhua Mountain.

Lin Feng bowed three times towards the place where Hong Xi dissipated, and bowed down to block all the instruments placed on the flat stone. At this time, Mercedes-Benz's blood in Er's heart finally calmed down, and the pain of the broken arm finally came up. His body trembled in pain, his arms trembled, and the Thousand Soul Knife shivered and couldn't be put back into its sheath.

"I ...... Hit!" At that moment, a black shadow suddenly sprang out from the ground, kicking him in the left arm. The Thousand Souls Knife flew out of his hand and fell to the ground. His left shoulder rattled and dislocated.

Li Tian's figure flew in front of him strongly, raised his feet, and kicked the Thousand Soul Knife dozens of meters away: "Little Fengye, don't think about it, this country still needs your talent!"

"That's right! Today, when the whole country is in turmoil and the people are hanging upside down, it is precisely the day when our generation of agents rescues the whole country. Master Xiaofeng, don't throw your effective body at leisure. Demao hugged Lin Feng's left arm from behind his back, and with a creaky sound, Lin Feng's dislocated link hit Ah Up, and the pain made him almost faint.

Lin Feng closed his eyes, and thousands of grass and mud horses galloped in his heart: "I don't want to find a short view!"

"Oh, want to open it?" Li Tian looked at him distrustfully, "So brief?"

"It's my master......" Lin Feng almost rushed out of his mouth and told the master about himself. But he remembered again that Hong Xi would never let him say it. He could only stop in melancholy.

"Congratulations to His Highness Qian for successfully speaking out to explain Xiao Feng Ye and saving his life. Demao was overjoyed and quickly said.

"Who spoke out to explain me, I don't want to die!" Lin Feng was so angry that he almost fainted.

"You're a tsundere? But it doesn't matter. admit it or not, this situation is all owed. From now on, you will be my striker, no! Master Xiaofeng, let's fight with me for the whole country!" Li Tian'ah grabbed Lin Feng's shoulders and said excitedly. Lin Feng stared at him with two dead fish eyes, his head was crooked, and he fainted.

"This ......" Li Tian looked at Demao blankly.

"I was so excited that I fainted. Let's just make peace with him, go, and carry him to Langzhong. "Demao, take Lin Feng's disintegrated left arm.

"Okay!" Li Tian walked over and helped Lin Feng up with him, and walked towards Dingjiang Shennei.

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