In the study of Qinghou Zhuang Fengyu, there was a small letter on the table, the rice paper was soaked in oil and rolled into a small paper roll and stuffed into a paper tube tied to the calf of the carrier pigeon.

Spread out the letter, no more, no less, it was also eight big characters, seeing these eight words, Feng Jueyu almost angrily almost took a picture of the expensive red pine incense case in front of him.

"Restore the East and West, Regain Control of the Green Forest ......"

It is understandable that the old man has a new instruction for the Wind Killer, and this is the second decisive instruction after the Wind Killer rushed thousands of miles from the imperial capital to Qinghouzhuang, originally just to train thirty black armor guards and go to Wuyun Mountain to discuss the purchase of black tungsten armor.

This instruction made Feng Jieyu feel a kind of frustration.

"Sure enough. Feng Jueyu slapped the table indignantly, and the upper haode wolf and official inkstone were hit by their internal strength, as if they were blown up by a strong wind, and they shattered from the table like a lotus in the hall with a bang. It fell to the ground with a thud. Wang Tong and Ma Chengyun, the chief manager of the village, were frightened back a few steps in the hall, and they were speechless.

Now they know that the aunt in front of them, who has come from the south of the sky, actually has such a profound Xuangong internal strength......

Wang Tong and Ma Chengyun looked at each other, and immediately noticed the indescribable surprise in each other's eyes. In fact, the two of them knew that Feng Jueyu had a bit of a mysterious foundation, and that day in front of the villa, Feng Jueyu's kick was not insignificant. It's just that Yan Chong tried his best to deal with Wang Tong's Jin Zhongzhang at the beginning, and there were also factors that could not be prevented, so that Feng Jueyu succeeded, based on this, the two of them couldn't see what kind of cultivation Feng Jueyu had.

However, today, the two of them opened their eyes, and the faint blue light that emanated from the palm of the palm when Feng Jueyu angrily palmed the incense case revealed that his cultivation was at least above the Lingwu Realm.

At a young age, less than two decades of age, there is such a cultivation, which is really worthy of amazement, and judging from Wang Tong's many years of experience in walking the rivers and lakes, the Lingwu Realm possessed by Feng Jueyu is not an ordinary Lingwu Realm, now think about Yan Chong that day after being kicked out by Feng Jueyu, he easily restrained it, I am afraid that the strength of that kick has reached the point where Yan Chong suffered a big loss.

What a deep foundation of Xuangong!

The eyes of the two of them were wrinkled and shining, as if they saw that the hope of the restoration of the Green Forest League was in front of them.

In fact, when he came from the imperial capital, it was half a golden month and nearly a month, how could Feng Jueyu on the road waste time in vain, that half a month plus a few days when he came to Zhuangzi, Feng Jueyu has not forgotten to practice the impermanence of life and death diligently, and he has been improving for many days, and his strength is breaking through to the middle level of the Lingwu Realm little by little.

And since he opened up eleven tricks, as long as he doesn't use the Impermanence of Life and Death Divine Skill to cover up the secret of his Xuan Gong, the True Yuan will also bloom like a martial artist on the Taixuan Continent with a True Yuan halo at the level of the realm......

The impermanence of life and death is imperceptibly changing Feng Jueyu's body, and at the same time, it has not jumped out of the essence of the Taixuan Continent, and the characteristics of Xuangong gradually become normal with the improvement of cultivation, and no longer seem to be different. However, Feng Jueyu used this change as a means of concealment, and if he was angry, the Xuangong method he used was still as eye-catching as before.

But to be honest, Feng Jueyu is indeed angry today, and he doesn't care about the severity of his shot, and he slapped his palm on the incense case with full effort in the palm of his hand, if it weren't for the fact that he received half a point when Zuihou fell into the palm, this red pine wood incense case can be reimbursed and scrapped.

It's not that the Wind Killer is angry that the old man is insincere and goes back on his word, but that he can't guess what the old man is thinking now.

It is clear that it is the task of taking a trip to buy and sell, and by the way, I trained and trained a few black armor guards who couldn't move to the table, and I lived in Qinghou Village for a year and a half, and went back with black tungsten armor to strengthen the private army, which was quite easy, and I could also travel by the way, just such a little, but I didn't expect it to evolve into the successor of the Green Forest League.

The most important thing is not this, the big wind killer thought to himself, if you always have the heart to hand over the Green Forest League to me, don't you say no, you have to take Ben Shao out first and then change the routine, Ben Shao's little heart can't stand it, in this way, the situation that was originally quite good was completely broken, your old man sat in the imperial capital to eat and drink spicy, and sent me here to stand on the opposite side of the West Green Forest, with tens of millions of taels of silver to spend without spending two words, now even self-protection is a problem.

What does the old man want to do?

"Bang!" slapped the table again, and the Wind Killer finally couldn't help it, and without saying a word, he tore the letterhead to shreds, threw it to the ground, and rushed out of the study without saying a word and with a sinister face.

Wang Tong and Ma Chengyun were silent, feeling the murderous aura of the wind killer in a cold sweat, and seeing him rush out of the study, Ma Chengyun let out a sigh of relief, and asked boldly: "Is my uncle okay?" ”

Wang Tong: "Who knows? The old man's serial plan is used for this, we can't guess what he is thinking? It is estimated that my uncle is not lightly angry now." ”

Ma Cheng scratched the small hat on his head like a frenzy and asked, "Then it won't be an accident, right?" ”

"What can happen?" Wang Tong glanced at Ma Chengyun, and immediately shuddered, but he knew that this uncle had never been the one who suffered losses, and now he was tricked by the master, maybe he would do something out of the ordinary, don't go to Wuyun Villa to vent his anger.

Thinking of a possibility, Wang Tong slapped his thigh and shouted, "Oops, follow up." ”

The two looked at each other and chased out of the study like a whirlwind, thinking that the Wind Killer was going to Wuyun Mountain, but when they came out, Feng Jueyu was rushing to the back mountain.

Walking like flying, flying eagles on the ground, the light kung fu of the wind killer was displayed for the first time in front of people, and Wang Tong and Ma Carrier were dumbfounded.

"Uncle's light skills are so fast. The horse carrier's eyes were full of envy.

Wang Tong was also deeply taken aback, after all, he didn't think much of Feng Jueyu before, but now he knows that his uncle's skills are amazing, just seeing him flying through the forest and being as light as a swallow, he knows that the foundation of this body can't be practiced at all for ten years and eight years. Not to mention the faint glaucoma body surface Dasheng, there is an unrivaled momentum.

Back Mountain!

The two of them were clever again, and finally guessed which unlucky person Feng Jueyu intended to vent his anger on.

Black Armor!

"Stop, today's training has been changed to thirty of you fighting me, winning the night rest, managing meat and wine, and not eating for three days after losing the fight. ”

When they arrived at the Houshan Gang, thirty black-armored guards were surrounding a few pairs of black tungsten armor weighing two hundred pounds under the supervision of the twelfth and thirteenth, wearing black tungsten armor weighing two hundred pounds to practice physical strength and light body kung fu.

It's been a long time since I've wanted to clean up this head coach who only knows how to train people, and doesn't know our hardships and tiredness......

The thirty black-armored guards cultivated for a few days according to Feng Jue Yu's method, although they were very bitter and tired, but with a grade of gold creation medicine and a great tonic sent by the fire room every day, it was increasingly refined, although they were dissatisfied and disdainful of Feng Jue Yu, but it was still very gratifying to this kind of strength improvement. This is the only reason why they are still persisting and not giving up.

As for Feng Jueyu, the thirty black-armored guards are now united in preparing to find an opportunity to take revenge on his abuse, and seeing that the opportunity is sent to the door, all the black-armored guards hahadaxiao: "Childe, aren't you afraid that we will hurt you?"

Feng Jueyu was harboring a belly of fire, looking at the big men with black helmets and heavy armor showing contemptuous eyes at him, and subconsciously hooked the corners of his mouth: "It's up to you? ”

"Really?" all the black armor guards were pleasantly surprised, and the sturdy man at the head said loudly: "Then you're welcome, but I'm afraid that wearing this black armor will make it difficult to move, Childe ......"

Without waiting for him to finish, Feng Jueyu smiled coldly: "Allow you to take off and fight with me, everyone can go together......"

“haha。 When the man heard this, he was even more disdainful, laughed wildly, and said arrogantly with a mid-level cultivation in the True Martial Realm: "Then we will be polite, to deal with the son, we don't need them, just the next person." ”

As the man spoke, he took off his black armor neatly, and suddenly felt that he could almost fly all over his body, and even his cultivation had consciously improved a lot, and the man shouted in surprise, only then did he feel that the results of his cultivation in the past few days were not as strong as in the past year, and then he was overjoyed.

Seeing the wind and feathers, a wisp of sincerity rose in the man's heart, and he screamed and punched.

In the eyes of the black armor guards, Feng Jueyu is just a delicate and expensive playboy, even if he has some ability, he is also the kung fu of a three-legged cat, and the whole cowhide king who is holding the theory on paper is really moving, and the stout man does not punch him to the ground.

Seeing the sturdy man at the head of the fist blowing away, a dry man shouted excitedly......

"Old cow, light, for the face of the two cows every night, don't hurt the son. ”

"Haha, Lao Niu is quite serious, be careful that the son turns back to take revenge on me. ”

......

A dry man laughed again and again, just waiting for the moment when Feng Jueyu was subdued by the strong man surnamed Niu, so happy.

I saw that the sturdy man strode up with a fist, sweeping straight over Feng Jueyu's shoulder, this punch was obviously afraid of hurting Feng Jueyu and left some strength, but the momentum was extraordinary, and the speed was extremely fast......

But at this time, the corners of Feng Jueyu's eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of his lips curled up in a playful arc without seeing how he moved, and the figure under the fist suddenly turned into nothingness......

Without waiting for the man to be surprised, he only heard a muffled sound on the back hill, and with a bang, the stout man made a move in his heart, and slapped the ground like a dog snatching, and held up a ridge mark several meters long in the overgrown mountain field before stopping.

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ps: The first update on the 3rd.