The plum blossom dart is extremely penetrating, especially when used by multiple people, the rainstorm pear blossom has no way to dodge, and the does not need to worry about leaving a living mouth, and then with a big wave of his hand, he will take everyone to melt into the darkness again like ghosts.

Retracting his gaze, Wu Feng sat on the branch, his sword eyebrows frowned slightly, and the ins and outs of the matter gradually became clear in his mind.

"Hehe, buy the medicine and equipment in the town, and set up an ambush here to wait for me to take the bait, Qin Bai, you are a good means!"

The mass grave is the only shortcut to the black market, Qin Bai's plan is really leaky, if it weren't for that group of bandits who became substitutes for the dead ghosts, even if Wu Feng was very skilled, he would either be killed or injured in the face of the sneak attack of the and others.

"Qin Bai, do you think the master really doesn't dare to touch you?"

Some people always misinterpret the magnanimity of others as fear of themselves, and Qin Bai is one of them.

Leaving a thin branch in his mouth, the night clouds drifted by, and a ray of moonlight shone on Wu Feng's face through the branches and leaves, and the handsome mold was chilling because of the extremely cold eyes.

After a while, Wu Feng took a deep breath, spit out the twigs and jumped down, slowly exiting the mass grave. Although the murderous intent is rising, it is impossible to directly rush into the Li family to take Qin Bai's head now, not to mention that the urgent thing at the moment is to rush to the black market within the specified time.

......

This road can only be changed, the moon above the head is getting closer and closer to the sky, Wu Feng has not stopped along the way, his clothes have long been soaked with sweat, even so, when there is a red fire at the foot of the mountain in the distance, the time has passed.

"It's still too late!"

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Wu Feng frowned lightly and looked down, the black market at this time was sparsely populated, even if there was fire everywhere, it could not dispel the chilling cold breath.

"Oh, what a black market!"

Overlooking the entire black market for the first time, Wu Feng was quite emotional, among the mountains, the terrain is dangerous, easy to defend and difficult to attack.

Looking up at the bright moon, the corners of Wu Feng's mouth wiped out a trace of bitterness, if he hadn't delayed some time in the mass grave, how could he miss the normal business of the black market? But missing the time does not mean that he will back down, maybe others will, but he Wu Feng will not, when the violently undulating chest calmed down slightly, he rushed down from the top of the mountain without any hesitation.

......

The gate of the fortress is closed, and the guards at the head of the city are also yawning colorlessly, no one will come at this point in time, unless someone lights up the toilet and looks for death!

However, there are no absolutes in everything, and when a tall figure slowly walked out of the darkness, a loud cry rang out.

"Who?

Wu Feng raised his arms in a "one" shape, showing no hostility as much as possible, and looked at the guards on the head of the city who immediately entered a state of alert, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

"Go into the village to buy something!"

There are really people who are not afraid of death to send to the door, the little leader was slightly stunned, and greeted him with a smile in the blink of an eye.

"Welcome, welcome. Open the door!"

Wu Feng nodded, and when the heavy gate was slowly opened, he stepped into the black market under the malicious gaze of the guards.

"Little brother, it's late at night, you can go to the tavern in the southwest to rest your feet first. ”

Even without the "care" of the little leader, Wu Feng was ready to go there, nodded again and went straight to the southwest.

Wine, meat, money, and women are the favorite things of this kind of people, and late at night, the tavern becomes the liveliest place in the black market, from the big and small chiefs to the peddlers and pawns, all of whom use alcohol to dispel the misery of the long night.

There was a lot of noise in his ears, Wu Feng stood at the door and didn't go in immediately, although he was not afraid of the tiger's den, he definitely couldn't take it lightly, and after a while, with the familiar arc of the corners of his mouth, he stepped up the steps and pushed the door of the tavern open.

The extremely noisy tavern immediately fell silent, and everyone's eyes were locked on Wu Feng, and the eyes were surprised and secretly surprised.

Ignoring the strange gaze, Wu Feng chose a table away from the crowd and sat down.

Handsome, slender and tall, such a man is definitely a piece of fat for a woman, but here, Wu Feng is also fat in the eyes of a group of reckless men, and some people have already begun to stop it.

The sound of the blade rubbing came into his ears, and Wu Feng was still seated.

The atmosphere was tense to the extreme, a dry cough sounded, the guy first glanced at everyone, and then walked up to Wu Feng and greeted him with a smile.

"What do you want to eat and drink?"

Wu Feng nodded lightly.

"Okay, wait a minute!"

The man turned around and left, and quickly brought over a plate of meat and a pot of wine, and at the same time handed Wu Feng a pair of chopsticks.

It seems to be a simple polite action, but it holds the hearts of all the bandits, if Wu Feng takes the chopsticks, they will not hesitate to do it.

Wu Feng looked at the chopsticks that were being held by the guy's hands, and snorted coldly, not only did he not answer, but also pushed the wine and meat in front of him to the ground.

"You see, the water has washed the Dragon King Temple, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'll replace the little brother with good wine and meat. ”

The man smiled and turned away, and at the same time glanced at the beasts who were about to go crazy, as if to say: the bottom is not clear, don't be impatient.

Soon, new meat and wine were served, and it didn't look any different than before, but this time the guy didn't bring chopsticks.

Wu Feng nodded with satisfaction, first picked up the wine jug and drank it for a while, then grabbed the meat piece and feasted on it, running all the way to his stomach to protest.

"I don't know ...... little brother came late at night?" the guy sat opposite Wu Feng, wiping the table with a rag intentionally or unintentionally, and asked with a smile.

"Stocking up on something, just missing the time. Although it was rough, but the meat was fragrant and the wine was strong, Wu Feng replied briefly and then ate it by himself.

"I see. You eat first, and after you finish eating, you will be given a place to stay. "I don't need chopsticks, and I know the special time regulations of the black market, the little brother with fine skin and tender meat in front of him seems to be a fellow practitioner, at least he is somewhat familiar with the rivers and lakes. The guy nodded and smiled, and shook his head slightly at everyone after getting up.

Traveling from south to north, killing people and goods, but no one knows which cloud has rain, so these people have long formed a mentality, that is, not to fight unprepared battles.

Most of the people had a look of disappointment on their faces, and then they continued to drink, but when the forest was big, there would always be a few unruly stunned birds.

'Smack!'

The wine jug fell down hard, the remnants and spirits splashed all over the ground, and a burly man with a scar running through the left side of his face walked straight towards Wu Feng with a big knife, and the tavern that had just been noisy was silent again.

Wu Feng ignored it and continued to drink wine and eat meat in a big bowl, but if you pay close attention, you will find that the corners of his mouth inadvertently raise a smug arc.