Emperor Shentongjian

Chapter 202 Attacked on the Road
Zhan Changfeng sat cross-legged on Feihe's back, holding the Taiji seal in his hand to guard the Lingtai, as the clouds flew past him, and the blue hair fluttered.

Suddenly she lifted her eyelids slightly, and saw a stream of light coming from behind, as if it was coming towards her, the man's feet were shaped like round wheels, and he caught up with Feihe in the blink of an eye, "Fellow Daoist, why don't you stop for a while! "

With a weapon in your hand, let people stop for a while?
However, being in the sky is indeed not good for her. Zhan Changfeng drove Feihe to the ground. The black-faced Taoist grinned, how could he let her go, and threw out the secondary formation plate with his hands, "Liuhe Heavy Fire Formation!"

Feihe slammed into the burning world, but saw the flames raging all around, as if locked in a furnace, screamed, and his feathers were all off.

The black-faced Taoist laughed when he heard the sound, this place is two thousand miles away from the ground, I'm sorry you can't escape, at this time a sword light split the fire formation, and at the same time a cable shadow shot out and entangled his feet, while the fire cloud dispersed, he was gone Being dragged down, the high-altitude wind hurt my cheeks!
"Damn it." The black-faced Taoist tried his best to control the round wheel under his feet, while sacrificing his blue light sword and slashing towards Zhan Changfeng. The blue light shot like lightning, and it reached between her eyebrows in the blink of an eye. Covering her face, the blue light and phantom disappeared together.

Zhan Changfeng didn't give him a chance to act mischievously, so he flew him with the bundle of immortals, and a soul thought cut into the round wheel to cut off the connection between the two.

The black-faced Taoist's mind was wounded, his teeth were about to burst, but he fell in mid-air, with nowhere to go. Seeing that he was getting closer to the ground, he didn't want to turn into a meat paste, so he hit the ground again and again to ease the downward trend.

Zhan Changfeng on the other side did nothing, and fell to the ground at an extremely fast speed. When he was still more than ten meters away from the ground, he suddenly threw a bundle of fairy ropes to wrap around the tree trunk, kicked on the tree brazenly and rushed towards the falling black face again. The Taoist, the leg whip hit the black-faced Taoist's waist, and the black-faced Taoist's internal organs were all twisted together, his body crashed into the forest, and the trees fell down one after another.

The black-faced Taoist was dizzy, his spine seemed to be broken under gravity, and he kept spitting out blood, "You are"

Who are you?

Zhan Changfeng was surprised, originally thought he was sent by some regiment, didn't he?
She approached the black-faced Taoist, and performed a soul-searching technique, skipping the unimportant memories on the surface, and going deep into the soul, but encountered a barrier, a bright red "killing" character restrained and protected his important memories.

Zhan Changfeng felt something was wrong, who the hell is he, "Who am I?"

She touched the bundle of immortals, and it was the one that did not match her identity at this time, "You know it?"

The eyes of the black-faced Taoist trembled, and Zhan Changfeng stopped him at the next breath. Could it be related to the Gongsun family?

Zhan Changfeng searched his body and used corpse water to eliminate the corpse.

There was nothing on this person to prove his identity, but she found more than a dozen reward orders, one of which was her current identity, demanding to be beheaded, and the other was Yi Zhan's identity, which also described what she might take away. The magic weapon such as the binding fairy rope and jade pendant, asked to bring her body back or capture her alive, which was undoubtedly issued by the Gongsun family.

But who requested the previous one?
What's more strange is that these bounties don't have any information about the issuer or recipient, as if they came from a well-measured assassination organization.

Zhan Changfeng looked at the other reward orders, put them away, maybe they will be useful in the future, and then counted the contents of the black-faced Taoist's storage bag, one volume of Heart Sutra, two spell books, fifteen 20 low-grade spirit stones. [-] yuan middle-grade spirit stones, and some miscellaneous things.

The scroll of the Heart Sutra should be something in the organization, but it was restricted, so she couldn't open it.

Although Zhan Changfeng had doubts in his heart, there was nothing he could do now, so he continued on his way.

She must have fallen into a forest, and Feihe died in the fire formation, so she had to get out of the forest before making plans.

An official road under Xijun Mountain winds and turns. There is a long pavilion next to it, and a tea shed is set up beside it, which is specially for the people on the road to rest.

The coarse and short-brown shopkeeper poured herbal tea with his head up, the young couple shared a plate of steamed buns, the three or five rough men stepped on a stool with their chests bare and punched to drink, and a few horses were tied in the shade of the trees.

It’s almost autumn, but the sun is still shining in the distance, grand and blazing, except for the people hiding under the tea shed in the long pavilion, no other travelers can be seen, only the empty and hot official road is left eastward, passing Heshui City Straight to Cold Snow City.

The men clinked bowls and drank boldly, full of energy in this hot and drowsy time.

"Boy, quickly serve another plate of pastrami, hahaha, five eggs pay for it!"

"Hey!" The owner of the tea shed shivered, wiped his face and shook off his drowsiness, quickly cut up half a catty of beef made by his old parents at home, put it on a plate and sent it over, and put it on the table steadily, "Master, use it slowly, it's not enough and also!"

"Fart, I don't want to lose again." The man who was called Wudaner had a painful face.

The stall owner avoided this sentence and smiled earnestly, "Use it slowly."

After speaking, he went back to his shed, looked at the tea in the tea mug, and counted the steamed buns in the drawer. There were probably a lot left, and he frowned, thinking about his livelihood.

People who thought they had lost too much just now started drinking and punching again, as if they would never worry about money.The stall owner looked at them enviously. He could eat a plate full of meat, and he could not eat it once a month.

But he only glanced at them, these people were accompanied by guys, they were not easy to get along with, maybe they were some kind of warriors.

There was a slight noise in the forest against the back, as if something was approaching this way, the stall owner's face turned pale, thinking of the jackals, tigers and leopards who went down the mountain from time to time to fight their teeth.

The men picked up their swords and smiled playfully, "Hey, did you come to add food for us?"

Immediately, the dense dwarf branches and leaves were pulled away, and a person came out. Her white robe was dusty, and she was leaning on a long object wrapped in white cloth in her hand.

He glanced over and said with a smile, "Do you need a deer? The whole one."

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The resting pedestrians looked at her strangely, and then looked at the majestic and towering Xijun Mountain. This mountain is not so steep and the road is difficult to pass. How did she come out?

"Where did you come from?"

At this time, Zhan Changfeng's shoulder was pushed, and he turned around helplessly, "I'm just kidding, I didn't want to sell you."

She turned her body sideways, revealing a tall and handsome sika deer, and the sika deer pushed her with its horns again, until Zhan Changfeng touched its head before turning back and jumping into the forest.

Thanks to the mountain elves who showed her the way, otherwise it would not be so easy for her to come down.

Zhan Changfeng ignored everyone's ghostly looks, stepped on the official road, and left in a leisurely manner.

A young woman whispered to her husband, "Could it be a fairy in the mountains?"

"Why don't you say it's a ghost." The husband didn't take it seriously, "There are a lot of strange people now, so don't make a fuss."

The three or five strong men were also whispering:
"Do you see what's in her hand? It looks like a sword."

"That's right, I saw a cold light from the **, it's a good sword."

Several people looked at each other, suddenly laughed, kicked the bench away, got on the horse with a rope, and ran away with a whip.

The stall owner sweated eagerly, "You haven't paid yet!"

(End of this chapter)