It turned out that this bald old man was the person surnamed Tu who attacked the palace with Shamali, Azong Aliang and others that day. Lin Fengsheng didn't know his name, but only heard a few people call him "Lao Tu".

The person surnamed Tu said with a smile: "Yes, it's me, don't come to the prince unharmed." ”

Lin Fengsheng said: "There is a concern of the predecessors of Lao Tu, but fortunately he was not imprisoned to death. ”

As she spoke, she only heard Chen Fengyi sigh softly, and her shoulder had been grabbed by the woman, but fortunately, she only scratched her clothes and did not hurt her flesh.

Lin Fengsheng was furious, and slapped the woman with a palm of his hand, and the palm power was surging out of the air, and the woman was shocked back a long way and near. Chen Fengyi flew back to Lin Fengsheng's side and stood side by side with him, looking frightened.

The middle-aged man and the person surnamed Tu were all shocked when they saw this, thinking that this young man was just a "prince" who knew a skillful footwork, but now he can actually hurt people with his palm in the air, how can people not be shocked.

Lin Fengsheng said: "What are you waiting for, even if you say it happily, why do you pretend to be a ghost here!"

The man surnamed Tu said: "Please take a closer look at the prince, is there anything missing from Lao Tu?"

Lin Fengsheng glanced at his empty sleeves, and said proudly, "What does it matter to me if you are missing?"

The man surnamed Tu said: "The prince said it so lightly, it's a little unreasonable, Lao Tu broke an arm, but it was actually thanks to you." "It turned out that his arm was cut off after being captured by the eight masters of the public gate of the Shanju County Government during the battle of Beiyue Temple at the foot of the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain.

At that time, one of the Eight Heroes was cut off an arm by the Luble Pavilion, and the person surnamed Tu was captured, so the Eight Heroes became angry with him and cut off one of his arms with a tooth for a tooth. Later, although he was pardoned and released by the emperor and escaped with his life, one arm was finally useless.

Lin Fengsheng said: "When the ** people kidnapped me and wanted to use it as a threat to bargain with the court, and treat me as a prisoner, it can be described as a great rebellion, I haven't even settled accounts with you, but you blame me." ”

The surname Tu said: "It's not strange or not, there is a way to invite each other is better than a chance encounter, the prince came to Weichu, since Lao Tu was fortunate to meet the friendship of the landlord, it was not in vain that we met that day." ”

Turning around, he took out the big ring knife that he was used to in his usual life from the carriage, and said, "Your Royal Highness, please!"

Lin Fengsheng was not afraid, his face was slightly gloomy, and he hugged his fists and said, "Please!"

The man surnamed Tu and the white-clothed scribe glanced at each other, shouting and attacking from left to right. Although the middle-aged beautiful woman was shaken away by Lin Fengsheng's palm, she was not injured, and her claws also attacked Chen Fengyi.

The five of them split into two teams and fought tumbling and rolling.

The surname Tu Zhi's ** ring knife whirred in the wind, and his moves Shen Xiong, although he lost an arm, he had practiced a set of Qimen knife techniques, and his martial arts had improved a lot, and he had directly attacked Lin Fengsheng's edge from the front.

The white-clothed scribe had strange moves, and his martial arts path was very similar to that of the middle-aged beautiful woman, and he tended to avoid advancing and retreating from the side.

Lin Fengsheng stepped on the snow to find plum steps, his body tended to avoid freely, the Guigu Divine Skill was surging with true qi, and the wind palm technique made the sound of wind and thunder faintly sound, and did not fall into the wind at all.

On the other side, Chen Fengyi's situation is a little unfavorable, after all, she is not good at fist and foot kung fu, and she is already a little stumbling in the face of the ruthless tricks of middle-aged beauties.

Although Su Xinmen is good at swordsmanship, she has always used a red sandalwood pipa as a weapon, so she has never carried a long sword with her, and she cannot use swordsmanship to fight the enemy.

When she fought for another stick of incense, Chen Fengyi gradually became a little powerless, her body was no longer as flexible as Fang Cai, and she was swept in the neck by the woman's claws, and five blood marks appeared on her snow-white skin.

Lin Fengsheng was lacking in skills at this time, and he couldn't go to help, so he couldn't help but feel anxious. Suddenly, he heard the sound of horses' hooves on the road, and an old man in Tsing Yi jumped up from his horse and pounced on him like a big bird.

Lin Fengsheng didn't have time to take a closer look, but the other party came to help again, just looking at the momentum of the person's pounce, the martial arts will definitely not be weak, secretly complaining, and said: "Now that the strong enemy is increasing again, I am afraid that it will be difficult to retreat today." ”

But the old man rushed to the woman and struck her on the back with a palm. The woman was caught off guard and stumbled as she landed.

The woman turned around angrily and thrust a claw into the old man's chest, the old man's body shook slightly, and he didn't know how to dodge, and with a snort, his five fingers were inserted into his shoulder. It turned out that the woman's fingertips were wearing sharp steel sleeves, and blood gushed down her fingers.

Chen Fengyi was in a hurry, his right hand turned into a palm as a sword messenger, and he unfolded his swordsmanship and attacked the woman, slashing at the woman's arm and neck several times in a row.

Replacing the sword with the hand is naturally much more flexible, but it is difficult to hurt people without the sharpness of the blade, but after all, it is still difficult to resist.

Lin Fengsheng saw her regain the upper hand, his heart was a little calm, and with a clear roar, he rushed out with a clear palm, knocking the big ring knife of the person surnamed Tu away, and then took him out of the place with his left palm.

The white-clothed scribe was terrified, and his body was in a hurry, and he fled far away.

Lin Fengsheng didn't chase after him, and hurriedly stepped forward and clicked on the acupoints around the wound of the old man in Tsing Yi, and stopped the bleeding.

The old man in Tsing Yi coughed for a while, cast a grateful look at Lin Fengsheng, turned his head and shouted to the person surnamed Tu: "Thief, where is my daughter, return my daughter quickly!"

Lin Fengsheng listened carefully and looked at it, recognized the old man when he landed, and felt a little relieved to see that he was safe and sound. But his face seemed to be much uglier than when they met a few days ago, and he thought that his condition was getting worse after running around for days.

The person surnamed Tu was knocked to the ground by Lin Fengsheng, his old face had turned purple, he got up and patted the dust on his body, and said with a smile: "I saw that your daughter was born beautiful, and I wanted to be arrested to be a wife for a few days, but I didn't know that this girl was not interesting, and when she came here, she shouted in vain to find someone to save her, and she was killed by Lao Tzu." ”

The old man in Tsing Yi only coughed when he heard this, and then fainted. Lin Fengsheng stretched out his fingers and pinched down among others, and the old man woke up slowly, screamed and got up, and wanted to fight with the person surnamed Tu, and his body shook and sat down again.

Lin Fengsheng comforted: "Seniors don't have to worry, Ling Ai is safe and sound, and now I am chasing the thieves with my cousin." ”

The old man in Tsing Yi was relieved when he heard this, thanked him, and couldn't help coughing on his chest.

The person surnamed Tu said with a smile: "The prince's martial arts are refined, which is really gratifying." Old man, count your luck today, since there is a master to stand up for you, then let your father and daughter go for the time being. ”

The old man in Tsing Yi said angrily: "Shameless old thief, report your name, and you will definitely visit you in the future!"

The person surnamed Tu smiled: "Very good, you old man also has a bit of backbone, Lao Tzu's name Tu Changhe." If Lao Tzu has something to do today, I won't play with you, if you want revenge, just come......" glanced at Lin Fengsheng and continued: "Just come to me." ”

He wanted to give the detailed address, but after thinking about it, if this kid dog intervened with a mouse, he would never be able to please him, so he changed his words temporarily.

Lin Fengsheng didn't know his full name until this time, and said loudly: "I'm not a prince, if you don't accept it in your heart, you don't have to worry, teach it anytime!"

Tu Changhe was slightly stunned when he heard this, and then he smiled and saluted with one hand: "That's great, then we will have a date in the future and say goodbye." ”

As he spoke, he got into the carriage, and the middle-aged beauty and the white-clothed scribe also followed into another carriage, and with a neighing, the two carriages left one after another.

The old man in Tsing Yi said: "Young man, did you let go of this old thief so easily?"

Lin Fengsheng had known before that Dao Tu Changhe was the leader of the Shama Division, and he was very lustful because he was disrespectful, and this person had participated in holding him hostage, although he was open-minded and did not have much hatred, but after all, he felt very hateful. However, since he retreated in the face of difficulties, it was inconvenient for him to be aggressive.

Besides, this is to exterminate Zhang Jieba and other bandits, and it is really not appropriate to make more strong enemies, so he is not familiar with him, and said: "The seniors don't have to worry, there are juniors here, forgive him and don't dare to embarrass your father and daughter." ”

got up and walked over to pick up the "human skin" left by the white-clothed scribe and looked at it, and couldn't help but laugh dumbly, it turned out to be a piece of pigskin, and there was a mezzanine under the skin filled with plasma.

I couldn't help but be secretly frightened, the white-clothed scribe looked sanctimonious, and he used this evil method to pretend to be dead and plot against others, and his behavior was really not a dignified.

It turned out that after Lin Fengsheng escaped from the Void Hate Department, Tu Changhe had learned from the mouth of the Luble Pavilion that his martial arts had made great progress. And Tu Changhe's martial arts are far inferior to the Lubu Pavilion, and even the Lubu Pavilion has lingering palpitations when he talks about it, so he himself is far from being his enemy, so he didn't dare to act rashly at the first encounter, so he had to do this trick.

The white-clothed scribe and the middle-aged beautiful woman, whether it is martial arts or words and deeds, are full of evil spirits, presumably they often do such embarrassing and sneak attack plots, and the three of them can use such specious bitter tricks in a single thought, which can be described as a tacit understanding, which is shameful and commendable.