Qixia system

Chapter 44
On the mountain path, Ling Feng held Song Yurou in one hand, and galloped the horse with the rein in the other.

Suddenly, Ling Feng hugged her tightly, tapped the saddle with his toes, and flew up the mountain.

And the horse was still galloping forward at a high speed.

Even if someone followed him, he would temporarily get rid of him with this move.

Ling Feng only touched the ground with his toes, and continued to use lightness skills to fly until he reached the depths of the mountain forest.

At this time, Song Yurou's pretty face was already flushed, and she said bitterly, "Where are you grabbing?"

At this moment, Ling Feng suddenly felt the softness in his hands, and hurriedly let go.

At this moment, he didn't pay attention to Song Yurou any more. He had consumed too much mental power, as if he hadn't slept for three days. He was very uncomfortable, and fell asleep while leaning against a tree.

After about an hour, Song Yurou finally broke through the acupoints, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, and she said with a smile, "I finally got the chance!"

She quietly approached Ling Feng, reached out her hand to grope Ling Feng's face for a moment, and began to tear off the human skin mask, just half way through.

Suddenly, Ling Feng suddenly opened his eyes, and with his fingers tapped, he sealed several vital points in front of her again.

Song Yurou immediately felt extremely regretful, she should have tapped his acupoints earlier.

Immediately, Ling Feng put on the mask, took off the water bag on his waist and took a sip of water, then untied the small burden on his back, took out two large pancakes and ate them.

……

In the afternoon, the sun was shining brightly in Qiufeng Town, Yuxi County.

The streets are very lively, with a lot of traffic, and many vendors are desperately yelling and selling fruits.

A yellow-faced young man in a blue shirt and carrying two swords walked slowly on the street, followed by a delicate and delicate scholar.

Ling Feng turned around and said, "Can you stop following like a brown candy? I have unlocked your acupoints now, you can go!"

Song Yurou smiled and said, "Who said I'll follow you? Can't I just drop by?"

At this time, a dirty little boy about eleven or twelve years old came up, holding a broken bowl in his left hand, and said pitifully, "Uncle, I haven't eaten all day, please do me a favor. Give me something to eat!"

"Okay, wait a minute!"

Ling Feng smiled slightly, lowered his head and untied the money bag from his waist, and was about to take out some broken silver.

A dagger suddenly dropped from the cuff of the little boy's right hand, and quickly stabbed Ling Feng's chest.

The dagger didn't have a flickering cold light, its whole body was pitch black, and it didn't need to think about it to know that it was caused by poisoning. Once it saw blood, it would be difficult to survive.

However, Ling Feng seemed to have expected it long ago, he suddenly retracted his abdomen, bent his waist, avoided the fatal blow, and immediately stretched out his hand to hit the boy's right wrist, knocking the dagger into the air.

The little boy's face suddenly changed and he fled in a hurry.

And Ling Feng had no intention of chasing after him, and slowly put away the money bag.

Song Yurou looked at Ling Feng in shock, and she asked herself if she had changed herself, she might have fallen under this dagger, so she asked, "You knew he was a killer a long time ago?"

Ling Feng shook his head and said lightly: "This little boy should have never killed anyone before, so he has no murderous intent, and he should have received special training, and his killing intent is restrained. I didn't find anything abnormal. It's just that I always like to be malicious. to speculate on people’s hearts and the world.”

Song Yurou snorted, "Don't be complacent, this is just an appetizer, and there are some ruthless tricks behind it. If you are afraid, follow me to the six doors!"

Ling Feng smiled without saying a word. He had experienced far more plots in the arena than this.

After a while, an inn appeared in front of the two of them.

Before entering the inn, Ling Feng heard the commotion, it seemed that it was full of guests and it was very lively.

When the two entered the inn, they saw an old man in white with a half-white beard and hair but a red face was telling a book, and the spittle was flying all over the book, but the guests next to him didn't mind at all, and they all listened attentively, because the old man in white It is the legendary story of the blue-shirted hero reappearing in the world, killing many masters of the White Tiger Gang, killing the four evil spirits of Qingling, and the two heroes of the Yu family.

Ling Feng just turned a deaf ear and sat down at a random place.

Song Yurou naturally sat opposite Ling Feng, and said with a smile, "It seems that your reputation is already well known."

But Ling Feng didn't feel complacent at all, because public opinion is too easily influenced by public opinion. Now that he is a hero in the eyes of others, maybe after a while, he will become a gangster, a murderous maniac.

Immediately Xiao Er came over and said, "Young Xia, what do you want?"

Ling Feng put down a piece of silver and said calmly, "One roasted duck, two catties of beef, and three dishes of side dishes."

Xiao Er took the silver and took a bite, looked happy, and said with a smile: "Okay, just wait a moment, I'll be right back."

Song Yurou smiled and said, "One more jug of good wine!"

At this time, the old storyteller was still talking.

"Seeing that the bright swords of Yu's two heroes with their sword lights were only a few feet away from the body of the blue-shirted hero, it was too late, and then soon, a brilliant blue sword light flashed, and the Yu brothers' necks He fell to the ground and died after he had an extra line of blood. Do you think he is powerful or not? If you say that the blue-shirted hero is only in his twenties, even if he practiced in the womb, his skill will not be comparable to those of the top masters who have been famous for many years. , but why can he kill the two heroes of the Yu family who defeated many top masters with one sword, and Wu Lie, the mountain splitter?" The old man stopped when he was talking about the critical moment, whetting everyone's appetite.

A burly and shirtless man with a big knife on the table said, "Old man, why do you say?"

The old man smiled and said, "My mouth is a bit dry, and whoever buys me a drink, I will tell you."

The burly man immediately shouted: "Xiaoer, hurry up and get the old man a jug of wine!"

Xiao Er immediately smiled and said, "Okay, I'll be here right away!"

After a while, the old man took a sip of wine, his eyebrows were beaming, and he said with a smile: "Of course it's because he learned the legendary Dementor sword technique. It is said that more than 200 years ago, an evil master who called himself Dementor Lord created A soul-absorbing sword technique, which has killed countless masters of the righteous way. The power of this sword technique has nothing to do with internal strength. It focuses on killing and accumulating evil spirits. Take away the soul, and make people fall under his sword without any resistance."

Everyone suddenly realized, and the burly man said: "If I practice this set of sword skills, I will definitely become a generation of heroes!"

The people around immediately laughed and said: "Old Hu, with your tricks of a banker, you only bully those unarmed women and children, and you still want to be a hero!"

After the old man finished speaking, he took the wine, drank it, and staggered away.

At this moment, Song Yurou stood up suddenly, and said loudly, "Do you all want to know how the soul-stirring sword technique is practiced?"

Ling Feng stared at Song Yurou with wide eyes, secretly thinking something was wrong.

Sure enough, Song Yurou said, "This blue-shirted hero is sitting opposite me. If you want the sword manual, you can go to him directly."

Ling Feng could only smile wryly, as expected, she was the most vicious woman, the more beautiful a woman was, the more rotten her heart was!
Everyone glanced at Ling Feng, but all turned their eyes away, showing a lack of interest.

Song Yurou looked puzzled and said, "Why don't you believe it? He is really a blue-shirted hero!"

At this time, the shirtless burly man said: "You scholar, you don't study hard, you insist on pretending to be a blue-shirted hero to cheat! The blue-shirted hero is my idol. If you dare to speak nonsense, be careful that I will cut you down with a knife." you!"

Ling Feng also looked astonished. The customers in these inns must have taken the wrong script. How could he become a counterfeit?
Song Yurou asked, "Then how do you know he's a fake?"

"Of course I know. I saw him an hour ago. He was drinking in this inn and killed several members of the White Tiger Gang."

The burly man said proudly, pointed at Ling Feng, and said with contempt: "The blue shirt hero is nine feet tall, tall and mighty, and handsome! Just like him, five feet tall, yellow and thin, he looks like a man Peasant."

"Hahaha!" Song Yurou burst out laughing, her stomach ached from laughing, and she lay down on the table.Although the purpose was not achieved, it also had the same effect.She just couldn't understand Ling Feng's indifferent and calm look, as long as she could hit him, she would be very happy.

And the corner of Ling Feng's mouth twitched slightly, hey, things are unpredictable!

(End of this chapter)