Between the green hills, next to a stream, the young man put his hat aside, laid down his fishing rod, and began to meditate.

He is now the most gifted type of person, the meridians are blocked, and the spiritual power is much smaller than others, and he may not be able to practice as much as others in one day. But so what, he just needs to be better than he was yesterday.

As the sky grew dark, the boy who had been meditating for a long time let out a breath of turbid air and opened his eyes. There are some insignificant scars on his body, which have slowly recovered.

That day, I couldn't get used to seeing a rich family running rampant, so I had a few punches with that family's nursing home. At that time, Feng Qianmo didn't retreat for half a minute, and there were some minor injuries that were not serious, but the last punch bleeds the "top master" who was also the pinnacle of the product.

The farther Lingsu Town goes, the shallower the rivers and lakes become. But Feng Qianmo has not fought Jiang Long, fortunately, it was just a misunderstanding at the time, otherwise there might be a lot of injuries.

In the past few days, Feng Qianmo has been extremely upset, but today he has calmed down inexplicably. That's why there is today's Yaxing fishing by the stream.

Because I was meditating, I fished for an afternoon, but I didn't catch a few fish. But it doesn't matter. Feng Qianmo skillfully lit a fire, skewered a few small fish on a clean branch, and slowly roasted them.

Beside him was the reddish peachwood sword. Feng Qianmo had cleaned this wooden sword, although the blood on the surface had been washed away, some of the red seemed to have penetrated into the depths of the peachwood sword, making this peachwood sword always have a mild pale red.

He thought it would be good to remind him of the promise he made in the morning sun.

The rivers and lakes in the north of the town are indeed not as good as he imagined when he was in Wanjun Mountain, but in fact, they are not as bad as he imagined when he listened to Tao Pavilion. Everything can always be better, and when he goes further, knows more, and becomes stronger, he hopes that he can make this river and lake better.

Master felt that he could cut everything off with a single sword, but he felt that there might be other ways to make this river and lake better. It may also be that his Feng Qianmo's realm is too low and his swordsmanship is too poor, so he has to take a look again, and when he has an answer that can convince him, he will go to his master.

He also realized that his wooden sword had changed after that night. He could guess that it was only after that sword that the wooden sword became a little sharp. He didn't know if it was the last gift left by the master to him, or just because of that thorn, the wooden sword was contaminated with the master's sword qi, he just carefully kept the sword temperature of the wooden sword.

During a battle, he found that his own blood seemed to be able to nourish the sword qi in this sword. So these days, this sword qi has no intention of dissipating, but faintly seems to be growing.

He still wears that jade pendant, and it has always flashed occasionally in recent days. This light seems to be the source of his discouragement.

Sitting silently next to the bonfire, quietly eating the grilled fish that did not bother to add seasonings this time, Feng Qianmo seemed to melt into this quiet picture, making people reluctant to break this tranquility.

After the fish was eaten, Feng Qianmo picked up the peach wood sword on the side and rubbed it gently. His eyes were bright, and he didn't feel sleepy.

Without looking up, he slowly spoke: "It's been four days, if Your Excellency doesn't come out yet, you may not have a chance." ”

There was silence all around.

Feng Qianmo was not in a hurry, put the wooden sword on his lap, and slowly closed his eyes:

"Tomorrow is the day I agreed with the third master before I leave, he will come to look for me, and then I will go to meet the brothers of Tingtao Pavilion. Tonight is Your Last Chance. Of course, if you think that the three masters are not enough to worry about, Feng Qianmo did not say this. ”

Feng Qianmo's expression was flat, but in fact, he was tense, and his right hand held the peachwood hilt tighter. The jade pendant on his body has already had a warning sign, instead of being restricted all the way, it is better to come to a break tonight! What three masters will come, it is naturally nonsense, it is really too low his realm, even if he knows that the assassin is around, he can't determine her location, he can only talk excitedly.

Tonight, one party is destined to die in this wood!

Shocking protrusions!

The jade pendant on Feng Qianmo's body was bright, and there was a chill on his neck.

Out of the sword!

Feng Qianmo borrowed his palm and rose directly into the air, and the wooden sword took advantage of the situation and cut to the position where he had just suddenly had an alarm.

With a crisp sound, the female assassin blocked the sword with her dagger and withdrew.

Not far away, she still maintained an offensive posture, leaving a blood-red wound on her face.

Feng Qianmo saw that since she had already appeared, it would be today's business, and today's matter would be over! The figure dissipated in an instant—not a dark attribute trick, but a real speed!

Feng Qianmo naturally recognized this female assassin's swordsmanship, and she had a deep hatred in the sea of blood as early as Tingtao Pavilion!

Even if it was the Dragon Leap Realm, it was still completely unable to deal with Feng Qianmo's too unique style of play. There is only one sword, and if you carry it, you will win, and if you can't resist, you will die. The point is this sword, too fast!

The female assassin quickly retreated, but she was horrified to find that her speed was still not fast enough in front of this young man!

Just when the sword was about to cut off her head directly, the emerald green pendant on her chest that had made her give up her hand many times shone brightly, and the pendant on Feng Qianmo's chest actually directly broke the red thread on her neck and joined it with the female assassin's pendant.

Feng Qianmo's heart was shocked, and he forcibly changed the direction of the sword with all his strength, but it still left a terrifying injury on the female assassin's body, and the sword qi on the peach wood sword rushed into the female assassin's body crazily.

Because of the retrograde of his last spiritual power, Feng Qianmo almost tore himself in half, fell directly to the ground, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Forcibly enduring the pain of tearing on his body, Feng Qianmo's face was hideous, and he turned over and stood up directly. Wiping the blood off his face, Feng Qianmo completely ignored the aggravation of his injuries, and came directly to the female assassin who had completely fainted.

On the ground, two pieces of fully assembled crescent jade pendants lay quietly aside.

Feng Qianmo's eyes were cracked, his whole body trembled, he took a few steps back, and fell to the ground:

"What a joke, what a joke......"

The young man's eyes were blank, and his heart fell into a dead silence after a violent shock. Sitting on the ground, his face was already full of tears......

Feng Qianmo didn't know how he stood up, and he cleaned the female assassin's wound in a daze. He carried the female assassin to the campfire, and endured severe internal injuries to remove the sword qi from the female assassin's body, and hung her life.

He didn't feel the pain at all, and he didn't have the slightest intention to breathe and recuperate from his injuries, allowing blood to seep from his body. He just stared at the female assassin's delicate face, which was no longer obscured by the black cloth, and clutched the tight/closed jade ring in his hand, and the road he had planned for the future was all shattered in this instant.

He clenched his head and stared blankly at the beating flames:

"Why you......"

......

The female assassin slowly woke up, and when she opened her eyes, she was surrounded by the boy she was going to kill. was about to use her spiritual power, but she found that all the air pockets were blocked, and she was completely like a mortal at this moment.

With a vicious look in her eyes, she looked at the young man fiercely, and the female assassin's voice was hoarse: "Why don't you kill me?"

Feng Qianmo's face was extremely indifferent, as if he couldn't hear the voice of the female assassin, he calmly asked two questions:

"What's your name and how old are you?"

The female assassin still had a vicious look in her eyes, and she had no intention of answering the question.

Feng Qianmo slowly took out the jade ring: "Who gave it to you?"

The female assassin finally had a different look in her eyes, but she still didn't intend to speak.

Feng Qianmo didn't care, stood up, extinguished the bonfire, and said, "From today on, you follow me." ”

......

In the distance, above the treetops, a white robe was silent for a long time, and then turned to leave.

......

In the stargazing platform of the Eastern Canghuang City, an old man holding a long staff stood still by the star-washing pool. Behind him were the great general Situ Langyan and Situ Fang, who had only one arm left.

The old man's voice was vicissitudes and he asked:

"All the luck has eaten away?"

Situ Fang nodded, with an extremely humble and respectful attitude: "It's already eight or nine times out of ten." ”

The old man nodded, and lightly tapped his finger on a floating magnet, which was originally silver, and instantly turned black.

......

The female assassin who had lost her strength and had to follow Feng Qianmo far away was cold, but then she didn't feel anything abnormal. After some investigation, it was no big deal, so she just thought that her spiritual power was sealed, and she couldn't bear the cold for a while.

But if an astrologer is here, he will find that the star fortune in this woman has changed completely......