As the woman's long sword slashed out, a powerful murderous aura rushed directly towards Feng Ming.

"Buzz!"

That murderous aura was blocked out by the sword aura of the wind, and dispersed around the bamboo forest, and the bamboo leaves flickered and fell, and there was actually the killing intent of the woman in it!

In fact, Feng Ming saw this woman for the first time, because she was the task given to him by the king, so she was full of murderous spirit. Because his murderous aura made the woman feel in danger, the woman returned to him with murderous aura.

This is a simple truth, just like at that time, there will always be many people who want to kill him, and then he will kill them all.

The woman in front of him felt very familiar to him, just like him back then.

Rumble!

The wind roared and shook the internal force, and the woman took a few steps backwards. Only by shaking the sword vigorously did he stabilize his figure.

She unleashed her murderous aura again and was about to rush at him. Feng Ming disappeared directly into the crowd and appeared next to Xin'er.

Xin'er was also taken aback, and said, "Why didn't Mr. make a move?"

Feng Ming walked towards the bamboo forest, clenched the long sword in his left hand, and said coldly, "She's not the person I'm looking for." “

Xin'er's eyes widened, and she asked curiously, "Mr. will also recognize the wrong person?"

Feng Ming had already walked some distance, and looked back and said, "Didn't I just admit you wrong?"

Thinking about this sentence carefully, it still has a deep meaning, Xin'er was silent and strode up.

Those people in black are all first-class masters, so they naturally know who this person is......

When the wind roared, their backs disappeared into the bamboo forest, and the black-clothed people around them all knelt.

Respectfully to the point of "See Princess Zhaofeng!"

Princess Zhaofeng, the eldest daughter of Yan Yun, the king of the Yan Dynasty, is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and does things neatly, and was photographed by the emperor as a deacon.

Originally, she was just practicing swordsmanship with these people, but she never thought that this person would have such a murderous aura when he came up, and his strength was extraordinary.

"Who was that guy just now?" she finally spoke, her voice too cold.

"Princess Hui, this person is the number one swordsman in the world. “

"The best in the world, dare to dominate the Twelve Dynasties?" the woman began, her tone reproaching the masked man.

"He... Very strong"

Princess Zhaofeng didn't say much, she had already comprehended that person's strength.

The woman turned to look at the bamboo forest and slowly put away the oil-paper umbrella. said calmly, "You guys should retreat first, and rush to Youzhou as soon as possible afterwards." “

"Yes!" the twelve shouted in unison. Keep your head down.

Don't ask a word, don't say a word. This is the temperament that a swordsman should have, and it can also see the majesty of the woman in front of him.

"Wow!"

There was a crane chirping in the sky, resounding through the sky, and there were even people below who pressed their ears to death, and it was really painful to listen to this sound.

The woman looked up, then jumped to the top of the bamboo forest with all her might.

"Wow!" was another long beep.

A huge figure flew in, and the place it passed seemed to cover the sky and the sun.

It's close, it's a white crane, but it's a big scary, five feet long!

The woman jumped onto its back and said calmly, "Go back to Youzhou." “

The white crane shook its wings and quickly appeared a mile away, the breeze lifting her dress and her hair dancing. It attracted a lot of attention.

Feng Ming, Xin'er silently followed behind him and asked, "Sir, where are we going here?"

"Go to Youzhou. "That's where he died.

"Huh~" The huge lilies in the sky flew over their heads, still shouting.

Obviously, this is what Princess Zhaofeng did on purpose, but she is also disdainful, no matter how powerful a swordsman is, he will become like an ant under the army.

Looking at the disappearing back of the white crane, Xin'er followed Feng Ming in a few steps, and there was a kind of envy on her face, and said, "Sir, have you ever seen the woman on the white crane, it is the one in the bamboo forest just now." “

She said something else, and the underlying meaning was, "Look, sir, that white crane is so beautiful!"

It is also the nature of women to yearn for something that seems noble, and of course it is their right.

Feng Ming heard what she meant, and replied, "The white crane is beautiful." “

Xin'er was silent, but she didn't expect Mr. Fengming to answer her like this, she originally wanted to say a little more to him, even if it was just a word.

The gentleman is always too calm, calm and cold.

......

The distance from Los Angeles to Youzhou is not far, and it can be reached at noon tomorrow, which is why Feng Ming will go to Youzhou every time he goes on a mission, and he can meet his friend in a day's trip, which is very cost-effective.

Some people may think that it is not appropriate to use cost-effective, but they don't know that swordsmen will be in danger all the time, so cost-effective or not cost-effective has become their unified trading method.

If it's cost-effective, you can do anything you can for it, it's not cost-effective... Leaving the other party's life to prove his power, not everyone can trade with him at will.

He was only subordinate to Xidan for three years.

......

It was getting dark.

Xin'er's pace of walking was clearly unable to keep up with the progress. Feng Ming stopped and walked to the woods to the side. "I'll rest here tonight." “

Xin'er let out a breath when she heard this, and was about to walk deep with a sword in her left hand.

"Ah!" Before he could take two steps, Feng Ling appeared in front of Xin'er, and said coldly, "Where are you going?"

Xin'er was frightened by this momentum and involuntarily took two steps back. "Sir, I'll go collect some firewood, which will be used for lighting at night and warding off the cold." “

"No, you don't. Feng Ming spit out these two words on the spot, went to the tree again, and sat down.

Xin'er was puzzled and pouted, very cute.

Feng Ming didn't look at her, and said, "Making a fire at night will expose my goal, and it will also affect my strength." “

The night was already quiet, and in such an environment, the surrounding enemies had already been discovered by him before they were close. There are also some guarantees for their own safety.

He disdained to explain, and this time it was a precedent.

Xin'er strolled over, sat next to him, and hurriedly slept against the tree, she was really tired.

The moon in the sky is very large, and the moonlight is naturally a little bleak, bringing chills to people.

He took off his cloak and put it on Xin'er.

Xin'er didn't sleep, and when she saw that Mr. Fengming could do this, her heart was suddenly filled with warmth.

......

Early the next morning, there was dew under the trees.

Tick~

A drop of water fell on the bridge of her nose and woke her up.

Xin'er hurriedly got up and looked around, and the husband was still there.

She secretly breathed a sigh of relief, then carefully wiped the dew off her clothes and walked towards Feng Ming.

There was a fire in front of him, very close to her, obviously it was made for her, Xin'er had a smile on her face, and she walked up to Feng Ming and said with a smile

He said, "Didn't Sir, say that it is easy to attract enemies by making fire?"

There were still some branches in the fire that had not been burned, and the wind did not get up.

Xin'er walked over, handed over Feng Ming's coat, and said softly, "Sir, your coat ...... But it's wet with dew, so let's take advantage of the fire and bake it. “

"Let's go. Feng Ming took the coat and put it on slowly. Pick up the saber on one side. Get up and walk into the distance.

......

Xin'er was silent, and the fire in front of her was about to burn out. She got up and hurried to follow.