In the quiet woods, the wind swept the withered yellow leaves and brushed against Zhao Ping's shoulders, and Zhao Ping could clearly hear the faint echo of the leaves. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Although the leaves of the trees somewhat blocked the vision in front of him, Zhao Ping could still clearly see the frightened expressions of the people in front of him.

The breeze blew, and countless yellow leaves from the branches fluttered and fell into the dust, and the air was filled with a bleak chill.

Looking at the miserable scene of everyone's fright, there was suddenly an inexplicable tastelessness lingering in Zhao Ping's heart, which calmed Zhao Ping's heart when he wanted to make another move.

glanced at the brocade-clothed young man lightly, and slowly squatted down, but this ordinary action startled the latter, thinking that Zhao Ping wanted to make a move, he hurriedly raised his weapon in front of him, frightened.

Zhao Ping didn't want to do it at all, he just wanted to clean up the tiger corpse under him, and when Zhao Ping did it, the other three didn't dare to move, and the scene suddenly became silent, except for the sound of the wind, only Lin Xiang'an's weak ** sound remained.

After a while, the useful things on the tiger corpse were cleaned up by Zhao Ping, and after wiping their hands clean, they didn't look at the three people on the side, and they gradually drifted away in the bleak wind, and finally disappeared in the dense jungle.

Looking at Zhao Ping's figure disappearing from sight, after determining that Zhao Ping would not come back, Liu Changfeng's guarded expression finally relaxed. A breeze blew, and I couldn't help but shiver, it turned out that Liu Changfeng's back was already soaked with sweat unconsciously.

Zhang San on the side said to Liu Changfeng with a gloomy face full of luck: "Young master, I just looked at the injuries of the Lin Protector, and the ribs were broken three or four, and the most important thing is that the Lin Protector's dantian is broken, and it is estimated that it is wasted. ”

Liu Changfeng, who listened to Zhang San's report, was full of gloom, looking at Lin Xiang'an, who fell to the ground, and suddenly there was a nameless fire in his heart that had nowhere to vent.

instructed Zhang San and another man to help Lin Xiangan up, and said coldly: "Give me back to check, I don't believe that the person who beat me Liu Changfeng can still survive in this Lotus Mountain Range." ”

"Then do you want to tell the door master about this matter?" Zhang San asked cautiously on the side.

"Isn't it shameful enough? Don't say anything when you go back, give me a secret investigation. Liu Changfeng suddenly replied unhappily.

"Yes, yes, yes, I know, young master, I'll go back and do it right away. Zhang San saw that Liu Changfeng was angry, and immediately replied resignedly. Then he immediately ran to the side to help the injured Lin Xiang'an, and followed Liu Changfeng and slowly walked out of the mountain.

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With a miserable howl, the burly and majestic black bear's eyes gradually lost their brilliance, and slowly fell backwards unwillingly, stirring up a cloud of dust, making Zhao Ping cover his nose and mouth with his hands to block the dust.

Dispose of the corpse as before, take the valuable things and put them in the backpack behind him, and then Zhao Ping carefully wiped the blood stains on his hands, stood next to the huge bear corpse, and looked at the bear corpse with a gleam in his eyes and was silent.

In just two days, Zhao Ping killed all the fierce beasts in the mountains, and all tigers, black bears, and poisonous snakes became the souls of his outlaws, and the backpack behind Zhao Ping was also full of tiger skins, bear bile and other precious medicinal materials. After calculating the time, there is less than one day left before the blacksmith shopkeeper promised the handover of the blood groove sword, Zhao Ping estimates that the materials in the backpack can be exchanged for enough money, and it seems that it is time to go back.

Thinking of this, Zhao Ping didn't stay too long, and after cleaning up, he performed light skills and rushed over in the direction of the mountain.

Due to the full hurriedness, it took a lot less time than before he came, and Zhao Ping had already seen the figure of Fulu Town three hours later. Zhao Ping did not go directly to the blacksmith shop, but came to the other end of the town and stopped at the door of a large quaint house. Looking at the three big characters "Tong Ren Tang" on the big plaque in front of the door, and looking at the people who came in and out with medicine bags, Zhao Ping pondered slightly, and then strode into the house.

"This son, what medicine do you want to grab?"

"I don't take medicine, do you collect medicinal materials?" The little guy with a professional smile on his face couldn't help but be stunned when he heard Zhao Ping's words, then reacted, and hurriedly agreed: "Collect, collect, I don't know how many you have?"

Zhao Ping casually threw the backpack behind him on the counter, and the knots on it were scattered, revealing a large piece of tiger skin, tiger whip, and bear bile in the backpack...... Seeing the things in the backpack, the little guy couldn't help but flash a trace of shock on his face, and hurriedly bowed down and said respectfully to Zhao Ping: "Please wait a minute, I'll invite our shopkeeper, I can't be the master of such a big business, you wait, wait a minute." After saying that, he quickly ran to the back of the house.

Zhao Ping found a place to sit down, and after a while, a fat man walked out of the back of the house, the man walked up to Zhao Ping, bowed down and asked: "This young man, I am the shopkeeper of this Tongrentang, that is, you want to sell medicinal materials." ”

"Yes. Zhao Ping put the full backpack in front of the shopkeeper Sun. "Do you take all these things? ”

The more the shopkeeper Sun looked at the things in the backpack, the more frightened he became, there were tiger whips, bear gall and various beasts, and then looked at Zhao Ping's dusty appearance, it should have just been hunted, and he could kill so many fierce beasts, he was definitely not an ordinary person, this person must be a master with profound skills, Shopkeeper Sun thought to himself in his heart.

Shopkeeper Sun respectfully said to Zhao Ping: "Shaoxia, I counted these things, they are worth about five hundred taels of silver, this is the silver ticket of HSBC Bank, you can directly exchange it for silver, if you still have medicinal materials in the future, please take care of your store's business." "Although Zhao Ping's medicinal materials are precious, they are not worth five hundred taels of silver, and the shopkeeper Sun values Zhao Ping's strength, and when he wants to make friends with Zhao Ping, he adds more silver.

After receiving the silver ticket handed over by the shopkeeper Sun, Zhao Ping exchanged a few words with him, and then went out in the direction of the blacksmith shop.

After paying the remaining silver, Zhao Ping finally got the blood groove sword as promised, only to see that the sword was three feet two long, the sword was half a finger wide, the sword body was prismatic, there were three blood grooves, and the silver-white hilt was also engraved with three simple and obscure big characters "Blood Groove Sword".

According to the Shadow Sword Technique, after this kind of sword stabs the human body, the wound is difficult to heal, and once it is stabbed, it will bleed endlessly, which is a big killer weapon. Zhao Ping looked at the Blood Groove Sword with satisfaction, put it into the matching scabbard, said hello to the shopkeeper, and went out to the station of the Four Elephant Sect

What Zhao Ping didn't notice was that at the moment when he turned to leave, the eyes of the shopkeeper who were originally smiling flashed cold, and after Zhao Ping walked away, the shopkeeper came to the backyard, wrote something on a piece of paper, came to a place where pigeons were raised, took out a specially marked pigeon, tied the paper to the pigeon's legs, looked at the pigeon that flew away, and the shopkeeper's eyes flashed.