In the small hut in the fence yard, Liu Zhi was lying on the bed, her stomach was growling, and she tried her best not to let herself think of delicious steamed buns.

The black charcoal boy sat at the table, holding his chin in one hand, his brows furrowed when he looked at the small courtyard, and his eyes were as cold as snakes, which were only fleeting expressions.

In less than half a pillar of incense, a girl in a red robe came in from the fence courtyard.

The girl has long moth eyebrows, and her phoenix eyes are full of heroic spirit.

The black charcoal boy suddenly stood up, his eyes suspicious.

Liu Zhi, who was lying on the bed, furrowed her eyebrows, but she remained silent, she felt that there was a heavy murderous aura around the hut, and the two forces were fighting.

The red-robed girl entered the door with a big grin, and then sat opposite the black charcoal boy.

The eyes are facing each other.

"You're not the Feng Ling of Li Mucheng's family!" the black charcoal boy sat down and looked at the girl he called Li Mucheng's little daughter-in-law.

A smile appeared on the corner of the red-robed girl's mouth, and she just stared at the black charcoal boy in front of her.

Liu Zhi closed his eyes and sensed the movements of the people outside.

"Wenchen, tonight may not be peaceful!" said the girl as she picked the wick on the table with her hand.

"What about Li Mucheng's little daughter-in-law?" asked the black charcoal boy.

"Wenchen, aren't you just jealous that I am accompanying Li Mucheng! However, I don't like you, that Feng Ling is me. The girl looked teasing.

The black charcoal boy patted his forehead and said suddenly: "The fake phoenix spirit was taken away by that demon, you came to find the peerless one, oh! By the way, the same people who fought with your guards outside the house!"

The red-robed girl smiled playfully, and she said softly, "It seems that it was right not to gouge out the dog's eyes at the beginning!"

"You're different from the black charcoal I heard, this is the son of Wensheng, Wenchen!" said the red-robed girl again.

"It's really boring! I thought the bad old woman had some big deals, I had been in Dragon City for five years, just waiting for you to come and grab the sword?" the black charcoal boy sneered.

Feng Ling's eyes were surprised, this is completely different from the black charcoal boy on the spy report, to be exact, this guy in front of him is the real little fox.

The black charcoal boy saw through Feng Ling's thoughts, and he said lightly: "Li Xuan sends people to secretly observe my every move every day, and you Feng Dynasty is embarrassed to take these little tricks? Don't you know that I am the son of Wen Sheng, who helped your Feng Dynasty retreat and level the Six Kingdoms?"

Feng Ling's face turned pale, and the dagger hidden in his sleeve was ready to wait for the opportunity.

The black charcoal boy yawned, looked lazy and said, "Don't threaten me with my life to hand over the Absolute Dust Sword, I can't beat you, otherwise you would have died a hundred times with the people outside the house!"

Feng Ling was stunned for a moment, wondering if what this guy said was low?

She has been practicing with the best sword cultivators and swordsmen in the imperial court since she was five years old, and she never thought that she would be seen through by this guy for a slight move, with such good insight, doesn't he have any real skills?

"Little Phoenix, you've grown in ability, can you stop those guys outside?" asked the black charcoal boy with a playful expression.

Feng Ling's face became more and more gloomy, I am the princess of the Feng Dynasty, this black charcoal has blatantly humiliated him, it is the second time, and Feng Ling, who is a princess, naturally can't swallow this evil anger.

It was less than a pillar of incense, and five people outside the house walked towards the thatched house, these five people were an old woman with a cane, a white-faced scholar, a girl in black clothes and curtains, a charming woman, and a burly man.

Liu Zhi wanted to get up, but the black charcoal boy said in a deep voice: "Sleep your sleep obediently." ”

These five people ignored the princess Feng Ling and looked at the black charcoal boy one after another!

The black charcoal boy didn't have the slightest stage fright, he grinned and said: "Five seniors, it's okay to let me go with you, but the one who killed my two friends must die!"

The black charcoal boy became gloomy for a moment,

When Ma Erpang and Liu Cripple went home after the "Martial Arts Conference", they met a white-faced scholar, and the white-faced scholar asked Ma Erpang and Liu Cripple about Wenchen's residence, these two loyal protectors of the Wenchen Martial Arts Alliance Leader, always remembered what Wenchen once said to them: "The person who came to ask me about Wenchen one day is my enemy!"

So the two lied and learned that the white-faced scholar who had been deceived had killed Ma Erpang and Liu Cripple's entire family.

Wen Chen can know the death of Ma Erpang and Liu Cripple, not because he has the ability to predict the future, because his eyes can see ghosts and gods.

Before Feng Ling came to the thatched hut, he saw the ghosts of Ma Erpang and Liu Lame running through the courtyard.

"Black charcoal run!" Ma Erpang and Liu Cripple held on to the last trace of obsession, and after reminding the black charcoal boy of this sentence, he was devastated.

Except for the cane old woman, the other four people looked at the black charcoal old boy with strange eyes, a child who was just nine years old, and the murderous intent in his eyes made those who were decisive in killing all shudder.

The white-faced scholar looked a little nervous, he calmed down for a moment and said: "The Absolute Dust Sword is on the kid's body, and when he hears the Holy Dao, he ascends, and the Absolute Dust turns into an aura in the heart of this kid." ”

The white-faced scholar said a word that broke the sky, and everyone was stunned, and Feng Ling frowned.

"You killed my friend, right?" A sneer appeared on the corner of the black charcoal boy's mouth, and his eyes looked at the century-old scholar like a torch.

The black charcoal boy's cold gaze was like the cold wind in winter, and the white-faced scholar only felt his hairs stand on end.

The white-faced scholar's eyes flashed with a hint of murderous intent, and with a wave of the folding fan hidden in the long sleeves of his white robe, five silver needles flew towards the black charcoal boy without noticing.

"Yo, at such a young age, the city is so deep, it is so heart-wrenching!" The charming woman's figure flashed, blocking in front of the black charcoal boy, and quietly blocked the five silver needles.

"Are you on my side?" the black charcoal boy grinned as he looked at the round breasts of the charming woman.

"Little ruffian, just like your father, he is not serious!" the woman pretended to be surprised, and then she smiled charmingly: "My fox lady is already a, if you can grow up, my fox girl will be picked by you!"

The black charcoal boy retched for a while, and he said angrily: "This jade pendant on your chest is in excellent condition, can you borrow it from me to play?"

The beautiful woman's face was embarrassed, she took off the jade plaque hanging on her round chest, and said angrily: "Little Wangba, you have a virtue with your father who has no conscience!"

The burly man looked confused, and he smelled in a rough voice: "Fox girl, what do you mean? Do you know this kid?"

The fox girl smiled charmingly and said: "Feng Yidao, you are stupid to practice swordsmanship, my fox girl was so close to Wen Shengduo back then, is it really for the Absolute Dust Sword this time?"

The burly man fished his head, thought for a moment, and said angrily: "Wensheng, that bastard, really did you?"

The charming fox girl asked shyly: "The second thing in our bed, do you want to give you a reckless man to talk about it in detail?"

"Phew!" the burly man spat.

"Mu Gongzi, it's not good for you to break the rules, don't blame my fox girl for not helping you!" the fox girl glanced at the white-faced scholar and sneered.

"Fox Niang, don't rely on the little incense relationship between Qingcheng Mountain and Wen Sheng to be unscrupulous, my Zhennan Hou Mu family can let me come to Longcheng today, and I am not afraid of the rules of Wen Sheng and Feng Dynasty. The white-faced scholar said angrily.

In fact, the other three people saw the white-faced scholar's move, but they didn't react.

The old woman squinted her eyes slightly from beginning to end, and Liu Zhi, who was lying on the bed, pretended to sleep, and when the white-faced scholar was in trouble, she was ready to make a move, but she was dissuaded by a voice, and the princess of the Feng Dynasty had already seen through the behavior of the beautiful woman and the fox girl.

The beautiful fox girl laughed at it.

The black charcoal boy played with the jade plaque and asked impatiently, "Who will kill him? If anyone kills him, I will go with him!"

The old woman with a cane squinted her eyes were half-open, and she was very dissatisfied with the decision of the black charcoal boy.

The black charcoal boy glanced at the two of them, and only glanced at the old woman with a cane.

"Little Phoenix, can you kill him?" the black charcoal boy's gaze finally fell on Feng Ling, and asked a little provocatively.

"Is what he said true?" Feng Ling asked.

"Well, it's true, the Absolute Dust Sword you are looking for is hidden in my heart, and if you want to get the Absolute Dust, you must use all my blood to sacrifice the most murderous sword!"

A sneer appeared at the corner of Feng Ling's mouth and said: "The surname Mu must die, his entire family must be buried for him, and you must sacrifice the sword for me!"

The nine-year-old girl's words were domineering, and the air in the small hut seemed to be cold in an instant.

The white-faced scholar's face was condensed, and he wondered to this little girl in a red robe, who was she?

In an instant, the dagger hidden in Feng Ling's sleeve flashed out between the lightning and flint, and she walked like a flying swallow, stabbing straight at the white-faced scholar's neck.

Everyone smacked their tongues, this is just a nine-year-old girl, who is she taught with such skills?

The white-faced scholar folded the fan in his hand, leaned back slightly, dodging the thorn, and at the same time, several silver needles in the folding fan stabbed at the girl.

The girl dodged a few silver needles, and the red robe was torn open a few times.

Just when the girl was dodging the silver needle, the white-faced scholar saw a jade plate on the girl's waist, and the four words were bright and dangling, which made him fall into the ice cellar for a while.

"Yo! it turned out to be our princess, Mu Feng, your dog is so fat!" the fox girl sneered.

The white-faced scholar Mu Feng's face was pale, he gritted his teeth, the matter had come to this, and he could only do nothing.

Just when Mu Feng was about to fight hard, the girl wearing the curtain suddenly said a word, which made everyone feel like a great enemy.