Jing Feng whistled, and saw a dark cloud coming quickly after him, which was the snow-stepping black horse looking for tender grass in the distance. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

He grabbed the reins, took advantage of the momentum, and rolled over and landed in the saddle. The black horse flew on all fours and galloped away.

Shen Yunpeng sat down on a horse that was not his own, and he couldn't compare to the Wuhu Divine Horse, seeing Jing Feng chasing closer and closer, he couldn't help but be horrified in his heart, and couldn't help but whip the horse, forcing the horse to gallop afterward, hoping to escape.

Call!

A gust of wind blew, dead branches and leaves flew all over the sky, Shen Yunpeng turned his head to dodge, and was surprised to see Jing Feng suddenly jump, squatting on the saddle of the black horse!

"Can a man jump so high?!"

This was Shen Yunpeng's last thought. Immediately after Jing Feng's long knife slashed, the ink dragon seemed to weigh more than a thousand pounds, and the air around his body became extremely heavy. Shen Yunpeng's eyes were dull, he didn't have time to react at all, and completely surrendered under the tyrant sword!

The ink dragon swung down, Jing Feng fell to the ground, and rushed forward a few steps, struggling to stabilize his body.

Shen Yunpeng rode his horse past Jing Feng's side, and his footsteps did not stop at all. Jing Feng didn't make any movement, just stood still with his knife.

After running five steps, a blood mark suddenly appeared from Shen Yunpeng's right shoulder to his lower abdomen, and when the blood light appeared, Shen Yunpeng and the horse that sat down were broken into two at the same time!

Jing Feng came to Shen Yunpeng's corpse and glanced at it with disdain. A delicate brocade box rolled down from the side of the broken corpse, and I thought it contained ambergris spirit grass.

Jing Feng bent down and was about to pick it up, when suddenly he had a heart in his heart, and the ink dragon flew diagonally, colliding with the incoming hidden weapon, making a crisp sound of gold and iron clashing.

Long arrows?!

Jing Feng looked at the severed hidden weapon, his heart sank, and he looked up at the place where the long arrow came from.

A team of knights sat firmly on their horses, holding a crossbow in their hands, and they were wearing the costumes of Baicaomen!

The first person, Jing Feng knew that it was the master of the hundred grass Shaomen, Jiang Yuantu!

"Your Excellency is Jing Feng?"

Before Jing Feng could ask, Jiang Yuantu had already spoken first, and his voice was gentle, without half a bit of anger.

"Master Jiang Shaomen actually knew me, it was really unexpected. Jing Feng treated him coldly, and the ink dragon in his hand did not relax.

Jiang Yuantu laughed, "Brother Jing's martial arts are outstanding, it's Jiang's lucky mile to know you!"

Jing Feng said coldly: "Master Jiang Shaomen doesn't need to be polite anymore, if you have anything to say, just say it directly!"

Jiang Yuantu smiled mysteriously, "Brother Jing, do you know, how can I chase after me?"

Jing Feng was silent.

Jiang Yuantu continued: "Because someone told me that the battle for ambergris grass here will be defeated and injured, and if I deal with the seriously injured people, I can easily recapture the spirit grass, which is equivalent to earning two thousand taels of gold for nothing. ”

Jing Feng's pupils locked, "Did Elder Chen tell you?"

Jiang Yuantu said with a smile, "If it's not Elder Chen, he is just a person who acts according to orders, how can he be so capable." ”

Jing Feng's eyes drooped, staring at the brocade box on the ground, "Then Jiang Shaomen's master clearly wants to recapture the ambergris spirit grass?!"

Jiang Yuantu grinned, "What if I say yes?"

Jing Feng didn't speak, but slowly adjusted his posture.

For some reason, looking at Jing Feng opposite, Jiang Yuantu actually had the feeling of facing a lion and tiger beast, which was an instinctive fear from the depths of his heart. Even with twenty heavy crossbowmen around on standby to fire their arrows, the fear did not diminish in the slightest.

"Wait!"

Jiang Yuantu believed in his instinct very much, and he was also afraid that Jing Feng would kill him on impulse. He had already seen Jing Feng's knife technique to kill Shen Yunpeng, and the fierce and domineering knife momentum made him frightened to this day.

"It was just a joke. Shen Yunpeng is dead, that ambergris spirit grass is an ownerless thing, although I want to, I don't want to be an enemy of Brother Jing. Jiang Yuantu made a gesture of please, "Brother Jing, please." ”

Jing Feng looked at Jiang Yuantu, who had a solemn face, and it didn't look like he was lying. With a hook of his right foot, the brocade box jumped up, and Jing Feng grabbed it and put it in his arms. "Farewell!"

"Brother Jing stayed. Jiang Yuantu suddenly said something to stay.

Jing Feng stopped and stood still.

Brother Jing's temperament Jiang admired, I won't tell anyone about what happened today, we will also dispose of these corpses, I hope Brother Jing will pay attention to this and take care of everything. Jiang Yuantu arched his hand and said: "There will be a period later!"

Jing Feng bowed his head thoughtfully. Then he got up, jumped on the black horse, and rode forward. At the same time, his faint voice could be heard, "There will be a time later." ”

"Young master, why don't you do it?!" one of his subordinates approached and asked.

"My intuition tells me that it is extremely not cost-effective to be an enemy of Jing Feng!" Jiang Yuantu looked at Jing Feng's distant back, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "Two thousand taels of gold to get this person's favor is already a good deal, as for taking his life, it has never been what we should do." ”

Jiang Yuantu looked at the vast sky, "Jing Feng goes back, and he will be greeted by an unexpected scene!"

The words turned back, and said that after Jing Feng listened to Jiang Yuantu's words, he suddenly had a very bad feeling in his heart, he felt as if he had ignored something very important, or some things seemed to be connected, this hazy and unreal feeling made him extremely uncomfortable.

Jing Feng shook his head vigorously, suppressing the feeling. For some reason, he felt that Jiang Yuantu would not lie to him, this person had a very heavy heart for businessmen, but he was not like a person who went back on his word. Now that the ambergris spirit grass has arrived, he can cure Lian Xi's disease, and he has fulfilled his long-cherished wish.

The black horse seemed to understand the eagerness of his master, and ran harder, and hurried back to the city of Liwu in most days.

After entering the city, the road was narrow and inconvenient, so Jing Feng performed light skills and rushed to the small courtyard where Lian Xi was.

"Xiaoxi, what's wrong with you?!" Entering the room, Jing Feng looked eagerly at Lian Xi who was lying on the bed, and saw that although she looked peaceful, her face became more and more pale.

"Jing Feng, you're back?!" Dr. Kang hurriedly stood up from his seat.

"Doctor Kang, this is ambergris grass from Baicaomen, hurry up and boil medicine for Lian Xi to cure his illness!" Jing Feng couldn't hide his anxiety.

"Well...... Dr. Kang said with a sad face, "There are still a few herbs that are not in order, so I'll buy them." ”

"Why bother with this. Jing Feng lifted the package, "I have already bought it in Qinglin City, and the condition is better than what is sold in the pharmacy here." ”

"Hmm......" Dr. Kang rolled his eyes and said, "I suddenly thought that the little girl has occasional cramps in her legs and knees, and Gan Sui should be added to the prescription, so I'll go get some back......"

Dr. Kang turned around and was about to leave, when Jing Feng suddenly grabbed the placket of his clothes.

"Old man, have you forgotten that there is licorice in the prescription, and the medicinal properties are conflicting!"

Dr. Kang wiped the cold sweat from his head and said with a wry smile: "I was in a hurry and forgot. ”

"Mr. Kang, I respect your age and don't want to do anything with you, but are you hiding something from me?!" Jing Feng asked coldly, and the chill in his eyes made Dr. Kang shiver.

"No, there really isn't ......," Dr. Kang waved his hand repeatedly.

"Really?!"

"This ......," Dr. Kang stammered again.