On this shijie, many tragic stories have no prologue.

Just like the scene in front of her, with the woman's terrible scream, people projected their eyes, the tragedy has been caused, a young maid, her face is bloody, obviously someone has slashed her face with a sharp weapon, causing a scar that is enough to regret for life.

There were also two burly men next to him, as if they were worried that people would not know who was the real culprit of this disfigurement incident, and they were standing on one side and smiling.

In the strange tranquility around, one of the fierce men also spat at the woman who fell to the ground, and sneered: "I can accompany the two brothers, it's for your face! Since you don't appreciate your face, don't ask for that face! Otherwise, others will think that our Poison Dragon Legion is easy to bully." ”

Zuihou's words, and also raised the volume extraordinarily, it seems that the poisonous dragon army is still quite famous, and there are a few men who are ready to move for the girl, and they immediately lost their momentum and shrank back, although the girl's popularity is good on weekdays, it is not enough to let herself come out and die.

Nan Yong did his homework on weekdays, and immediately whispered on the side: "The Poison Dragon Legion, the three major tumors on the border of the principality, plundering passing merchants, smuggling, and sometimes helping the nobles of the kingdom perform some shady tasks......"

Once a shili has an official mandate with the king's fingerprints on it, then once this shili is evil, it is bound to be lawless.

Feng Qinglang glanced at the owner of the bar, he stood behind the counter, expressionless, and knew that such a thing would not be the first time, nor would it be zuihou once.

This disfigured woman will soon disappear from here, and then the boss will hire another beautiful maid in the nearby countryside, who knows each other well, but does not know each other, so wait for the next tragedy......

The two fierce men laughed even more, they were very satisfied with the silent performance of the people around them, and now this slut at their feet really doesn't know each other, like the slut who was called before, it's much more interesting, hum, I heard that she has been good and married to a nearby family, so let's go to find her again, her current husband, kill it directly, our poisonous dragon legion, who are you afraid of?

The woman covered her face covered with blood, just fell to the ground, sobbing in pain, and did not dare to fight too much, and the rest of the people seemed to have turned into puppets, watching the two assailants Shi Shiran get up from their seats and glance at them with contempt......

Feng Qinglang was thinking about whether to take a leave, and when he went out to cook them for a while, there was a "pop" sound, and someone slammed the table heavily, the sound was very close, Nan Yong was even splashed by the splashed tea, he saw that it was his young master who started the shooting, his face turned white with fright, and he hurriedly whispered: "Young master, that's the person who poisoned the dragon, we can't afford to mess with ......"

Nanxing Soul said sharply: "Bastard! You want to be happy for a while, but you ruin the lives of others, you are scum, you are not allowed by heaven!"

The voice became sharp because it was too angry, and the male voice, which was originally magnetic, was now more like a female voice.

She pulled open her suitcase with one hand, pulled out an emergency medical kit, and strode up to them, crouching down in front of the victim woman to stop the bleeding urgently.

Nan Yong was so frightened that his hands and feet trembled, but Feng Qinglang followed behind helplessly, looking at the two perpetrators expressionlessly, he didn't know why in his heart, but he was a little ashamed......

At the beginning, the two fierce men were indeed shocked, and even looked at Nanxing Soul bandaging their wounds, and they didn't dare to say anything to stop them, but after waiting for a while, behind this little guy who seemed to be a noble child, he didn't follow a large group of people to surround him, and the cruel smile immediately crawled back to their faces: "Torturer, you want to come out to preside over justice with such a lewd fat man?"

Feng Qinglang blinked vigorously, and he suddenly realized that the obscene fat man in people's mouths seemed to be himself.

Nanxing Soul ignored him, Wen Yan comforted the girl, and Feng Qinglang ignored him, he felt that he was not a lewd fat man.

"Okay, you're still pretending to be crazy and stupid!" the big scalp boots kicked at Nanxing's handsome face, it seems that the two of them have a fanatical penchant for ruining beauty.

This kick is accurate, half of Nanxing Soul's face will be deformed, Nanxing Soul dares to dodge, and the woman he wants to shelter will bear the anger of this kick for him.

Feng Qinglang didn't make a move, he really wanted to know if the source of Nanxing Soul's courage was because of himself or because of herself.

Nanxing Soul rolled on the spot with the woman in his arms, a little embarrassed, his back muscles failed to remove all his strength, and the pain made him crack his teeth, but he didn't let out a snort, he helped the woman who had bandaged the wound to a chair and sat down, turned around and pulled out the short sword at his waist, and stabbed it in the face of the fierce man.

But the expressions of the two fierce men were completely calm, from just now, it can be seen that this kid's martial arts are very loose and ordinary, at most it is about the fourth level of the forging period, presumably it will not be a big family figure, looking at each other sprinting with a playful face, flashing sideways, one of them also pressed on the blade of the Nanxing Soul, and the Nanxing Soul stabbed the target and immediately changed to the dining table, Ding Lingdang's loud sound, the dining table collapsed, and the borrowed Nanxing Soul crashed into the ruins of the dining table, very embarrassed.

Nanxing Soul still didn't let out any painful snorts, struggled to stand up again, turned around, raised his sword, and stabbed at the target again, as a result, another table suffered.

The faces of the two fierce men are full of pre-sadistic smiles, and they like to watch their target make futile efforts before slowly abusing him to death.

After knocking over several tables like this, looking at the mess of cups and plates everywhere, the bar owner is gone, fights here are common, but the two sides of the war this time don't seem to have the possibility of compensation afterwards, how can the people who poison the dragon lose money, this little white face is estimated to not survive......

His poker face finally changed, and he persuaded: "Uncles, please understand that it is not easy to run a small shop, please go outside to play." ”

At this time, no one paid attention to him.

After a few words of hard persuasion, he stared at Feng Qinglang, who was standing on the side, and said, "Fatty, persuade your companion, if this continues, I can't ask for this shop." ”

Of course Feng Qinglang won't pay attention to it, those two fierce men dare to call Lao Tzu fat, but they still think they are some kind of poisonous dragon people, and your black-hearted boss also follows the trend?

"Dead fat man, what about you, didn't you hear? Believe it or not, I smashed your head!" The boss quit, and directly pulled out a wine bottle and sparked it on the fat man's head to scare, in his opinion, this simple fat man is probably the countryman's fellow townsman of the little noble young master, scaring him, maybe there is a glimmer of life for him to persuade people out of the tavern.

Who knew that the most unkind man and woman in this tavern was this fat man, Feng Qinglang thought to herself, judging from the before and after of today's scene, you should have ruined a lot of people, right?

The wine bottle exploded, but it was on the boss's head, and a piece of glass came to Feng Qinglang's fingers, and a random stroke also left a lifelong scar on the boss's face.

Under the sharp pain in the heart, the boss found that his vocal cords were blocked by something, and he was stunned that he couldn't make the slightest sound, so he fell straight up.

No one would have noticed that such an episode had happened in this corner, people's eyes were all in the center of the scene, and many people's eyes were unbearable, but no one dared to stop this from continuing.

Nanxing Soul had been teased to the point that his head was bleeding, but he still gritted his teeth and persisted, he also knew that he was being teased, but he didn't give up, and even learned to use false moves when he came out of the sword, but the gap between the martial arts of the two sides was a bit big, and he could only fall to the ground again and again, and get up again.

Feng Qinglang was also a little shocked, she didn't even look at herself from beginning to end, she really believed that she could preside over justice with her liliang, or that she could fight for her justice and have the courage to face everything.

Such crazy behavior always reminds Feng Qinglang of some fragments of the past that seem to have been forgotten.

The two fierce men glanced at each other, and seemed to feel that the foreplay was almost over, and it was time to close the net.

It's a pity, Feng Qinglang also thought, it's almost, it's time for the farce to end.

Nanxing Soul, who fell this time, was helped up by Feng Qinglang, and Nanxing Soul snorted: "What are you doing here, hurry up!" There were multiple bruises all over her body, making her exhale when she spoke.

Feng Qinglang could only smile and said, "This doesn't seem to be too righteous." ”

Nanxing Soul rolled his eyes: "Righteous fart, I didn't expect the idea to be too hard, my epic life may have to end at the beginning." ”

Feng Qinglang smiled even more bitterly, it turns out that you also know that you have a poor force with them.

"It's good, with a companion, it won't be too lonely when you get on the road. Although this companion is a little obscene and a little fat......" The two fierce men approached with a strange smile on their faces.

Nanxing Soul pushed Feng Qinglang and said coldly: "I'll block them, you run quickly!"

She raised her sword and rushed forward again, this time, with a bit of surprise...... Because, the banter on the faces of the two fierce men disappeared, and for them, it was like an invisible liliang that suddenly imprisoned their whole bodies.

So, Nanxing Soul stabbed the sword into the chest of one of them very unexpectedly, and when she stabbed it, her face was full of disbelief, and all the onlookers were also full of disbelief.

When she stabbed the sword into the chest of another person, the room was full of exclamation points, and the unjust Liliang could really make people defeat the strong in an instant.

The two fierce men fell in a pool of blood, and the injuries were near the vital point, but they could not be fatal immediately, which was to blame Nanxing Soul for being too poor in swordsmanship, and they couldn't find the key point to get out of the sword, so they had to face the most sloppy way of death, and died of a large amount of blood loss.

Their eyes were also full of shock, the experience of the Poison Dragon Legion made them more knowledgeable than the people here, just now it was the liliang of the space, and it was very high-level, far from being comparable to them, there was a master behind this little white face, who was it......

Before their consciousness faded, they noticed that the fat man, who felt very obscene, was smiling at them.

Things have reached such a point that Nanxing Soul immediately made the most correct choice and fled.

To Feng Qinglang's surprise again, she carefully took the victim away when she left, and she said sensibly that she was worried that someone would be angry with her.

What's even more surprising is that Nan Yong didn't run, to be precise, he didn't run far, as soon as he saw Feng Qinglang and them coming out, he quickly led the horse and ran up.

When running out of the town, Nanxing Soul also specially stopped his horse, and left a message to the Situ family with a unique mark on the huge mercenary bulletin board, and the agreed location was changed to Luoxia Town near Mingguang Academy.

This carefulness made Feng Qinglang feel that it was necessary to revise the image of Nanxing Soul in his mind again, and at the same time, an inexplicable sense of identity was silently sprouting in the depths of his heart.

He suddenly remembered the rare praise of his mentor back then: a calm and wise person, but can do anything for the justice in his heart, that is the real courage. Sunny, you live up to your name, you embrace the sun in the light.

In the journey to find Liliang, are you losing your true self......

Suddenly, he wanted to do something more for this, just for this realization......

When they galloped all night and finally came to the border of the Principality of Ruifeng, on the edge of the fork on the side of the official road, a mountain of bones was piled up with the heads of children, which was terrifying, and a big black flag was written on it: Against the Poison Dragon Army, there is only one end!

The flag fluttered in the wind, like a dancing poisonous insect.

The strange scene allowed Feng Qinglang to clearly see Nan Yong beside him, and his shoulders twitched uncontrollably.

Nanxing Soul gritted his teeth and commented, "Bandits with official licenses are fierce, and they are worried that others will not know that this road leads to their headquarters. ”

Everyone stopped and continued to run forward until they crossed the border of the Principality of Ruifeng and entered the territory of the Principality of Obsidian, and everyone except Feng Qinglang breathed a sigh of relief.

At a resting post station, Nanxing Soul gave the poor woman a coin, persuading her to leave Ruifeng, and if there were relatives still in Ruifeng, she should also contact her with caution.

The number of coins was enough to make Nan Yong's mouth open wide, but he didn't dare to protest, because he had already seen the crazy and fierce side of his young master.

Looking at Nanxing Soul tinkling the woman's various matters, listening to the various idealized possibilities, Feng Qinglang couldn't help but interject a few words, about how to survive, he is the absolute authority in this regard.

At the same time, he sent an urgent letterhead to Nan Ling, and Nan Xing Soul definitely didn't have the courage to talk to his father about it, but as Feng Qinglang, he decided that he had to report to Nan Ling, so that Nan Ling could use his network to avoid accidents such as Nan Xing Soul's avatar accidentally appearing on the wanted list.

In a small village in the Principality of Obsidian, the exhausted people decided to take a break here.

Feng Qinglang was sure that there was no threat to the entire village, and was thinking about executing Jihua, but Nanxing Soul pushed the door and walked into Feng Qinglang's room, her hair was wet, and she also brought in a fragrance after bathing, she tilted her head, rubbed her hair lightly, and the flying water droplets inadvertently revealed the posture of her daughter's home.

Feng Qinglang hurriedly turned his head, blinked vigorously, and thought, Miss, you are playing the role of the eldest young master, I don't have the habit of debunking others in person, and I don't want the Nan family to be on the list of hunts and kills in the future, because this list is long enough.

Nanxing Soul casually said "hey", as if he had said hello, sat opposite Feng Qinglang, holding his cheeks, his face could not hide his tiredness, and yawned, this girl's expression was a little heavier, she looked at Feng Qinglang with interest, as if she could see something interesting from his face.

Feng Qinglang hurriedly looked out the window, well, the scenery of this small village is quite beautiful, he put the bridge of his nose on the top, and his glasses are still there, which proves that it is not his dignity that attracts the other party.

He said, "Young Master Star Soul, is there something wrong with me?"

Nanxing Soul blinked slyly and said, "Little fat man, it's not easy for you to be a companion reading boy, I wonder that my father is so good at stuffing you like this......"

She paused, obviously thinking that the straightforward wording of "ugly and weird" was too hurtful, so she changed it to: "Give me such a small meat mound, it turns out that there is really a bit of real material! Hey, in that tavern, do you use time liliang or space liliang?"

The martial artists of these two laws, even if they are only in the forging period, are also sought-after goods from various wealthy families, and once they are allowed to grow up, they will be stronger than the martial artists of the same level who have mastered the general laws.

Feng Qinglang smiled, but didn't answer anything, and the smile that appeared on his current face was extremely innocent.

The wind outside the window, with the humidity of early autumn, also blew the breath of Nanxing Soul to Feng Qinglang without reservation, but Nanxing Soul didn't feel that the biggest secret of her life had been discovered by others, and still thought that she was well disguised, she leaned in a little closer, and said with a smile: "I will keep this matter secret, don't worry! ”

"You're welcome. Feng Qinglang and Nanxing Soul's eyes changed slightly, and then avoided it.

The other party's eyes were quite bright, without the slightest impurity, he was suddenly a little curious, if Nanxing Soul took off the necklace that concealed his appearance, what would it look like, it should be a stunning beauty...... But then he felt that this idea did not conform to his conventional thinking, and quickly returned his attention to the teapot on the table, as if the ordinary teapot had some extraordinary craftsmanship that the naked eye could not see.

"Alright, I'm going to give you a lot of money. At the same time, I also apologize to you, after all, my father asked you to help me, but I have caused you trouble......" Nanxing Soul bowed slightly, stood up, and walked out of the door, "Good night, my dear companion reading boy. ”

When Nanxing Soul walked to the door, Feng Qinglang sighed and said calmly: "Actually, I think you are doing a good job, you don't have to be daoqian." ”

Nanxing Soul turned his head suddenly, his eyes seemed to be a little brighter, and then, with a happy smug laugh, he left satisfied.