Volume 6 Jinghua Smoke and Clouds Fifty Verses God-man

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"Instructor Lin, what should we do?" Tan Jiajia asked in a low voice, she couldn't help but worry about Yue Haofeng, she didn't know Lin Yifei's thoughts now, but in her heart she thought that the original object of this killing should be Lin Yifei. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

It's just that I don't know why that Hattori Yuzi took the initiative to ask for help, and I was even more worried about Yue Haofeng, who was innocently involved.

"Freezing three feet, not a cold. Lin Yifei muttered to himself, smiling a little wryly.

"Mr. Lin, what are you talking about?" Nishizawa Akitoshi was also a little dazed for a while, he didn't know how to deal with it, he was now subordinate to Hattori Tamako, everything was under her orders, and this time he suddenly lost contact, but he didn't know what to do.

"You must have been in conflict with them for a long time. Lin Yifei asked slowly: "Otherwise, Hattori Tamako would not have dispatched people with such fanfare." ā€

"That's right, since the sect master ......" Nishizawa was halfway through his words, he suddenly stood there, and there was a sense of death in his eyes.

Tan Wenbing, who was a mess of vomiting, had been hanging his head, and suddenly realized that the atmosphere was wrong, and when he raised his head, he suddenly covered his mouth in surprise and didn't say a word, but his surprise was just an accident, not the kind of panic that Nishizawa Akihiro did.

Tan Jiajia was a little surprised and wanted to turn back, but Lin Yifei held her hand and said softly: "There is no more business for us here, we should also go back, as for this Mr. Nishizawa, I only hope that you can lie next time and be more beautiful." ā€

Tan Jiajia tried her best to resist the desire to turn back, and was about to walk forward, when she heard a voice coming from behind her, very soft, very soft, but like a thunderbolt.

"Since you're here, why don't you sit down for a while? ā€

Tan Jiajia stopped and secretly glanced at Lin Yifei, but saw that he was still calm and calm, and he didn't feel like he was facing a great enemy, so he couldn't help but be surprised.

"Where to sit here?" Lin Yifei was not surprised, but finally turned his head and smiled faintly.

As far as he knew, he knew that there would be no more than three in this world, and the Wanyan Feihua behind him was undoubtedly one of them.

Everyone has their own temperament, a beggar, no matter how gorgeous he dresses, is just a beggar, and Wanyan Feihua is noble like a princess no matter how she looks at it now.

She stood on the blood-stained ground, there was no blood on her shoes, she seemed to be standing on the ground, but it made people feel ethereal and abnormal, and people couldn't figure it out, making people think that she was a fairy who had landed on the earth.

Others just noticed her beauty and noble temperament, but Lin Yifei sighed in his heart, Yan Feihua has been at the top of her in the past three years, and further, although her martial arts have recovered rapidly, she no longer has the certainty of winning back then, if she meets Yan Lie, it can be said that there is no chance of winning.

Lin Yifei is no longer the Xiao Farewell of the year, but Yan Feihua has already surpassed Wanyan Feihua eight hundred years ago!

Stratagem can help you distinguish the situation, but when it comes to a real duel, you need to rely on martial arts, which Lin Yifei knows better than anyone else.

Wan Yan Lie has signs that he has come eight hundred years later, what about Wan Yan Feihua, do you know?

What reason does she have not to know? She has only been here for half a year, and she has already found many clues, she is powerful, of course she is well-informed, she and her eldest brother are like brothers, there is no reason not to look for it!

But her performance is like facing a competitor, and what is it for?

Lin Yifei has always been very strange about this, but he is not afraid of Yan Feihua, but when Nishizawa Mingxun saw Yan Feihua, he was trembling, as if the one in front of him, even if it was a fairy, came out of hell.

"To sit is not to sit, not to sit is to sit. Wanyan Feihua laughed, "Back then, you were uninhibited, did not abide by the etiquette and law, and killed countless people, how come you are now, but you are a little stubborn, and your heart is soft, such an unfashionable character, you even want to preserve?"

Lin Yifei looked at her for a long time, "There's no fun in killing people, if it's possible, I'd rather save people." ā€

"Save people?" Wan Yan Feihua giggled, her voice was as delicate as a little girl, "You don't know, sometimes, killing people is saving people, and saving people is killing people?"

Lin Yifei smiled, "You can't know?"

Tan Jiajia has never seen Yan Feihua, but she knows some information about Yan Feihua, and she also knows that the current sect master of Iga Liu is the big girl in front of her who seems to be delicate and vigorous, does not go out of the gate, and does not step out of the second door, I don't know why, although Yan Feihua is laughing, but Tan Jiajia always feels a little chilled, she somewhat understands what Lin Yifei said just now, he pretended to be against Nishizawa Mingxun, claiming that he did not get any news from Nishizawa Mingxun, but he was just saving people.

Although it is true that they did not get any useful information from Akira Nishizawa, it was already difficult for Akira Nishizawa to explain clearly when they appeared here together.

Nishizawa Mingxun obviously understands this truth, he has always complained that the weather in the capital is too cold, but now he only feels hot, fine and dense beads of sweat come out, the Tan Wenbing next to him is a little strange, but it is far less nervous than Nishizawa Mingxun, he doesn't even understand what Nishizawa Mingxun, who has always been quite strict with himself and has some admiration, is afraid of.

The reason is very simple, he doesn't know Wan Yan Feihua.

Daring Do the Ignorant said a good thing, so he even asked, "Who are you?"

Nishizawa Akito's face tightened, and he wanted to stop it, but he didn't dare.

Wanyan Feihua glanced at Tan Wenbing strangely, "You don't know who I am?"

Tan Wenbing fully carried forward the spirit of ignorance, he had never seen a woman so arrogant in front of him, even if it was Hattori Tamako, let him do things, it was polite, so he always thought that women were not on the stage, "Why do I want to know who you are?"

"Oh?" Wan Yan Feihua smiled, without a trace of anger, "Then you come here, I'll tell." ā€

"Why should I go over?" Tan Wenbing's waist straightened, and he had a manly temperament, and glanced at Nishizawa Mingxun beside him, "No matter who you are, it's best to be polite to Mr. Nishizawa." ā€

Lin Yifei sighed and smiled, but he didn't want to protect this person like just now, others may not know Wan Yan Feihua, but he knew that behind Wan Yan Feihua's smile, it was usually the beginning of the shot.

Nishizawa Mingxun's face changed, and he still didn't dare to reply, in fact, even if he was very smart, in front of Wanyan Feihua, he didn't even dare to turn his mind a point.

"Oh, is it?" Wanyan Feihua glanced at Nishizawa Mingxun, "Nishizawa Mingxun, I can't see it, you still have friends who are so loyal to you, I don't know what you think?"

She said it was still very plain, and the tone of discussion was like asking if you had eaten in the morning and whether you wanted to add a basket of xiaolongbao.

Nishizawa Akihiro calmed down, reached into his arms, took out a switchblade, pressed his fingers, and with a 'boom' sound, a cold and shining blade popped out, and a knife was inserted, and it actually pierced the wrist, and then a stroke, the sound of the blade hitting the bone made people's teeth sour.

Others just wanted to be disgusted when they saw it, but Nishizawa was sweating profusely, but he still did it meticulously, until he cut off his wrist, blood gurgling, and he didn't even faint.

It's just that Tan Wenbing on the side is about to faint, although he doesn't know who this woman is, but his eyes finally show horror, and he finally understands that this woman is really not easy to mess with.

"Oh? I'm polite to him now," Wan Yanfei didn't look at Nishizawa Mingxun, but just looked at Lin Yifei, seemingly talking to Tan Wenbing, and seemed to treat him as air, "Now you should be satisfied, right?"

Tan Wenbing's teeth didn't know whether he was cold or afraid, and he giggled and moved, "I, I, satisfied, satisfied." ā€

Wanyan Feihua still smiled as always, "Then if you are satisfied, you can die, right?"

"Huh?" Tan Wenbing was stunned, but forgot his fear, "Why?"

"Why?" Wanyan Feihua sighed, "Because I like it." ā€

Tan Wenbing roared angrily, suddenly took a step back, pulled out his gun, pointed at Wanyan Feihua, and shouted loudly: "Wanyan Feihua, do you really think that you are a god and can do anything?"

Nishizawa was stunned, and glanced back at Tan Wenbing, there was an indescribable strangeness, Tan Wenbing was just a small person, and he had always been treated as a dog, but he didn't expect Tan Wenbing to know the sect master, so everything he did just now was pretended?

"God is also a human being," Wanyan Feihua giggled again, and walked towards Tan Wenbing, "A person can do anything, he is a god, so you are right, I am a god." ā€

"Fuck you, god. Tan Wenbing scolded angrily, pulled the trigger repeatedly, "bang, bang, bang......" After a few gunshots, Tan Wenbing's arm was stiff and couldn't be put down, and no one clicked on his acupoint, but he already felt that his nerves were paralyzed by fear from head to toe, and he couldn't move anymore, and there were no bullets in his gun.

When Yan Feihua said these words, he had already taken a few steps closer, but his figure was swaying, making people unable to figure out the direction, Tan Wenbing's bullets were gone, and at the distance between him and the face-to-face, he didn't even hit a single shot!

Wanyan Feihua sighed, slapped out, and still had time to say, "Why, there are always people who are so stupid." ā€

Tan Wenbing didn't make a whimper, his head had already flown out, but his body was stiff on the ground, shook a few times, and fell to the ground with a bang!

A puddle of blood rain gushes out, but it only adds a bright red touch to the already purple and red color on the ground.

(To be continued)