Everyone is on the road, buying and selling the faces of all beings. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info stall owners, counter-offer buyers, proud tyrants, poor beggars, chatting pedestrians, hurried passers-by... Everyone has their own life, and the bustling bazaar is so lively.

He Feng rarely brings Yuya here, but Yuya is very happy to come here, and feels that everything is very fresh.

A hawker holds a puppet in his hand, and the puppet helplessly makes various actions under the peddler's fiddling, which is realistic and funny. Most people in the world are so involuntarily, He Feng thought.

"Is this fun?" Rain Bud was attracted by the puppet.

"Hehe, master!" Yuya flashed her eyes at He Feng, with a flattering face.

He Feng knows what to do, buy. Otherwise, Xiao Nizi would turn her face faster than turning a book.

"How many silver taels is this?"

"Hero, it's very cheap, Shiwen. The peddler looked at He Feng, and at first glance, he knew that he was a master who would not bargain, so he specially doubled it.

He Feng was as expected, and he was ready to pay the money directly.

"It's too expensive, it's worth five wen at most. "Yuya is not so easy to deal with, although you don't have to pay for it yourself, but I think it's quite interesting to bargain.

"Haha, little girl, it's amazing, Bawen, it can't be less. "The peddler looks shrewd.

"Okay, let's go for Bawen. Although he was very reluctant to speak, Yuya actually had a sense of accomplishment in his heart.

"Stupid master. Yuya played with the puppet with one hand and held the master with the other, complaining, "The master is so generous, why don't you buy more sugar gourds for Yu'er." ”

"The master is very poor. He Feng pretended to be pitiful.

"The jade pendant or blunt sword on the master's waist is gone. ”

He Feng raised his hand and pretended to beat Yuya, but Yuya's head quickly shrank into his neck, and he smiled at the master.

The Strange Pavilion, a place dedicated to collecting some strange things, the destination of He Feng's trip. Except for a shopkeeper, there is no one else inside, after all, where are so many rare objects in the world.

The shopkeeper was skinny, looking weak, and a white and pure hand was slowly fiddling with the shiny abacus.

He Feng took out the stone that Yuya picked up and handed it to the shopkeeper, and the shopkeeper's face waved a trace of waves, and then he regained his composure and looked at it seriously.

He Feng noticed the change in the shopkeeper's expression and knew that this stone was extraordinary.

"This is called saprophyte stone, master, do you want to sell it?" said the shopkeeper deliberately carelessly.

"Oh, saprophytic stone, what's so wonderful about it?" asked He Feng.

"Uh, this, it's a common general item, you can make a price, and if it's not too high, I can accept it. The shopkeeper couldn't hide the greed in his eyes, but he didn't want to reveal too much.

"Not for sale. He Feng confirmed that this thing was not small, and hurriedly retrieved the stone.

Suddenly, He Feng felt a murderous aura attacking behind him, He Feng was shocked, and hurriedly pulled Yuya to the side. The attacker slashed at He Feng's position just now with a big knife and slashed at the counter, which was immediately torn apart and fragments flew sideways.

There is a sledgehammer-like iron object attached to the back of the blade head, and the weight of the knife is greatly increased, so the impact force is even more extraordinary. The head of the knife is so heavy, but the messenger is like a needle and thread, and it is very easy.

Yuya was so frightened that she quickly closed her eyes and hugged He Feng, He Feng looked at it and was suddenly surprised, it was actually the vendor who sold puppets just now, obviously following him all the way.

"Who is Your Excellency, why did you kill me like this?" He Feng was suspicious.

He has always been low-key in the rivers and lakes, kind to others, and rarely quarrels with others. When encountering one or two troublemakers, they also subdue the opponent within a few moves, and try not to hurt others. This person sneaked up on him without saying a word, and he must have a lot of grievances.

The peddler changed his previous liveliness, his face was gloomy, and he did not speak, and then swung his knife and slashed horizontally, extremely fast. He Feng blocked it with his sword, and suddenly felt that the tiger's mouth was numb.

He Feng was shocked to take a step back, this person was definitely not the kind of gangster on the rivers and lakes, and immediately gathered his attention and waited for him, "Your Excellency!" He Feng was a little annoyed.

The peddler ignored He Feng, jumped up, and the condescending hammer knife slashed straight from the air, He Feng didn't intend to make a hard connection, the internal force urged the end of the sword, and a sword qi obliquely towards the hammer knife.

He Feng thought that he would change the direction of the knife, but unexpectedly, the hawker poured all his internal force into the knife head, coupled with his own weight, and the hammer knife slashed at He Feng's head impartially. He Feng was shocked, he was still holding Yuya in his arms, and he was a light enemy for a while, this trick could not be avoided. I had to put the sword horizontally, the sword was full of energy, and I forcibly blocked this thousand catties of fall. The scabbard collided violently with the broadsword, sparks flew everywhere, and the scabbard was cut through a large gap, revealing the black blade.

The hawker's momentum just now had not been completely resolved, and suddenly another murderous aura came in an instant, and a wrist-thick iron chain hit He Feng's left waist.

Although He Feng had already noticed it, because it was too close, and because he had just underestimated the enemy, he focused most of his energy on blocking the deadly blow of the hawker. Where did he have time to deal with this sudden attack of close size, He Feng let out a cold sweat, there was no way to hide, so he had to tense his whole body, try his best to carry his true qi, and his waist was straight and received this blow.

He Feng's shocked internal organs were rolling, and a stream of salty dampness rushed to his throat, He Feng couldn't help it, and a mouthful of blood gushed out.

Seeing the situation, the hammer knife quickly shifted direction and slashed at He Feng's right arm, He Feng was eager to dodge sideways, but he was holding Yuya in his right hand, and his waist was just hit hard, and the action was far less than the speed of the knife. Fortunately, He Feng didn't hide too late, otherwise this arm would have been separated from him.

"Master!" blood splashed on Yu Ya's face, Yu Ya opened her eyes, and when she saw that the master was so badly injured, she immediately cried out.

He Feng didn't care what the opponent's next move was, he used all his strength under his feet, jumped backwards, and barely stood still after shaking a few times.

He Feng put down the rain buds, panted, forcibly suppressed the blood in his throat, pulled out the Cold Moon Sword, and stood with the sword in his hand, the blood on his right arm dripped onto the Cold Moon Sword, but not a drop hit the ground. Blood seeped into the body of the sword, the Cold Moon Sword seemed to be drinking blood, He Feng had no time to bandage the wound, and he didn't notice the vision of the Cold Moon Sword, He Feng only understood that he had to hold on hard at this time.

He Feng looked at the owner of the chain, and couldn't help but be surprised, the person holding the chain was actually the shopkeeper who stayed very close to him just now, how could he be wary of this weak and weak person who played the calculus. Could it be that the shopkeeper took advantage of the fire to rob and wanted to seize the saprophytic stone, but the peddler was obviously in league with him, but the saprophyllite did not show up when he came into contact with the peddler before.

"Shopkeeper, these treasures in your store won't all be taken by force like this. He Feng didn't have time to figure it out, the current escape was the key, he forced his composure, let out a sneer, and ridiculed the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper looked angry when he heard this, but he kept silent. The foot-long iron chain rotated out of thin air around the top of his head, slowly approaching He Feng, what kind of skill does it take to make the weapon revolve around him, He Feng gasped. The hawker also moved his steps lightly, ready to pounce on He Feng at any time with the shopkeeper. The two were surprised that He Feng could still have such essence after being hit by such two blows, so they couldn't help but be extra careful and waited for the opportunity to come out.

The hesitation of the two just gave He Feng time to breathe. He Feng adjusted his internal breath while staring at the two calmly.

But before He Feng could take a few more breaths, the shopkeeper's chain flew to He Feng's left side, and the vendor made the knife rush from the right side. He Feng hurriedly picked up the little true qi left, swung his sword away, and a stream of sword qi hit the iron chain, the iron chain flew from He Feng's waist, but in an instant, it turned around and flew towards the back of He Feng's head.

He Feng was embarrassed and wanted to bow his head to dodge, but the hammer knives that followed were the most feared. He Feng sought wisdom in the chaos, and the Cold Moon Sword took advantage of the situation, and the iron chain changed direction and flew towards the vendor who almost slashed in front of him.

The peddler had no choice but to give up the blow. He Feng was lucky enough to deal with a combined attack from the other party, but the blood flow was still non-stop, his physical strength was seriously draining, his consciousness was blurred, and the fear of death came to him. He felt that he might fall down at any time, but he understood that he couldn't fall, he fell, what should he do with the rain buds, thinking of the rain buds, like a torch flashing in the night sky, He Feng suddenly sobered up.

He Feng noticed that the entire body of the Cold Moon Sword was dark red, and his own blood was devoured by the sword body. He Feng's spiritual sense was greatly opened, and he took the last breath of true qi and poured it into the Cold Moon Sword, and a sword qi gathered in an instant, and the broken wood on the ground was also rolled up, and the wooden thorns turned into countless powerful hidden weapons, sweeping towards the hawkers and shopkeepers.

The hawkers and shopkeepers were shocked and tried their best to avoid them. He Feng felt that his body had been emptied, so he didn't have time to think about it, so he used his last strength, hugged Yuya, and flew away.