"You will be like him, won’t you?" Du Feng suddenly asked 1 like this.
The strong man did not shy away. "Maybe what?" He had a bit of self-doubt in his heart. When he looked at Du Feng for a moment, he saw that Du Feng looked a little white and wondered if the toxicity had just happened. Did he fight with wolves to pull the power toxicity? Is he holding on now?
Du Feng is holding a knife quietly. It is impossible for him to let go of the man in black. It will be interesting to see what tricks he has to play. By the way, get some words from him. This is what Du Feng wants to know most.
"Are you going to kill me?"
"Of course," the strong man answered simply. He didn’t dare to move when he saw Du Feng. He still had a fear of Du Feng. After all, just now he saw the real wolf and he didn’t agree with him. At this moment, he grasped the victory over Du Feng and was silent for a moment. "The cool powder in the western regions with the golden jade fragrance in the western regions is a wonderful poison. What is there to be mad about?"
He doesn’t know if Du Feng is really poisoned. He can test his words to make himself have a bottom.
Du Feng said coldly, "How many koo people have been killed by killing me? Life is worse than dirt and animals."
"Koo people? Ha ….. "Strong man laughed." Keep your mouth shut or die. Who can they blame if they choose death? " He said that he didn’t take Du Fengyi seriously by downplaying the roots. Those people who died in his eyes were all to blame.
Du Feng held back his anger and deliberately coughed and pretended to be poisoned. He hoped that the strong man could say something and said, "Well, now that I have become a fish on the chopping block, can you tell me who is going to kill me?"
Strong male vigilance shook his head and said, "The killer knows how to kill people, and if you want to know the answer, you will go to hell." He looked at Du Feng’s murderous look in his eyes.
Du Feng is unwilling to say, "Don’t you want to tell a dying man?"
Strong man didn’t answer Du Feng cold snorted. It seems that he won’t say anything in his heart. "It’s better to be dead than alive." He also had a strong murder in his heart.
"Hum" The man in black smiled coldly, and the sword turned green and cold, and his heart was afraid to recognize that Du Feng was a weak sheep coming step by step, with excitement and bloodthirsty inclusions in his eyes.
Du Feng’s anger, anger, anger, anger, yin and yang, and the rapid movement of qi and yang are like a tiger ready to go.
Instantaneous Du Feng’s eyes flashed a murderous heart. I want revenge for the dead in the tea shed. At the moment, I squatted on my feet and slammed up more than ten feet. The cold light shone. Du Feng was like a fluttering leaf in the wind, and dragon day’s style was the first time to give it out. The wind was faint and dragons broke the sky, forming a ling pressure.
Chapter 11 Xiaoyao City ()
The imposing manner was like a rainbow, and the man was shocked and wondered what happened. He didn’t seem to be poisoned. Did those people in the tea shed arouse his suspicion, but he had already drunk the tea? Did the old man not have the cool powder in the tea, and I kept staring at the old man, or did I just shine?
Playing drums in people’s hearts makes them wonder if they have read the heart wrong. "How can you know if you haven’t fought?" A man can hold a sword when he bites his teeth.
Du Feng’s move covered the strong man’s whole body and made him feel a sudden increase in pressure, but he was afraid. But he tried to escape from the knife shadow. When his wrist shook with cold light, he raised his hand and raised his hand. After the pieces of sword flowers on his head, the knife shadow was broken by him one by one. He secretly celebrated the new one, but he listened to Du Fengzan’s "good sword trick". A cold light had reached Baihui point on his head and scared him. At the same time, his feet flashed and he moved out of the knife shadow.
Fang Dingjin’s men feel cold in the ears, and he was cut by Du Feng’s broadsword. Blood gurgled out and dripped down the earlobe.
By this time, Du Feng didn’t feel that his body, yin and yang were mutually exclusive. On the contrary, the true spirit in the abdomen kept sending out the Vietnam War, which was more spiritual. The strong man had not yet settled down. Du Feng was suddenly stabbed by another white snake, which was a variant of the dragon-to-sea style.
The knife wind is sharp as the wind, but the strong man suddenly raises his hand and strikes the sword at Du Feng’s tip in an attempt to block the blow. Who knows that the sudden flash of Du Feng’s sword turns into another move? When the strong man sees Du Feng’s knife, he turns into a sword move, and the two moves are so coherent and wonderful that he is a little panicked at the moment of surprise. "What the hell is this road number so weird?"
I don’t want to rush to avoid rushing to the ground, but I still missed a beat of Du Feng’s blade. He left a hole in his left rib, and it can be seen that the blood will come out, which can surprise the strong man in a cold sweat.
The blow Du Feng exerted his strength, but the strength of the man was not general. After the Teng, he turned over ten feet and settled firmly. He pressed his wound with one hand and stared at Du Feng coldly with one hand. He didn’t expect to be hurt by Du Feng only once, but he also made himself flustered and really unwilling and humiliated.
His martial arts is not weak, but it took a lot of anger to fight with wolves before, and Du Feng was a little afraid in his heart, so his mind was always unable to settle down, and his sword was always a beat slower than Du Feng’s, and he was hurt by a few moves.
By this time, Fang Jinzhuang was sure that Du Feng was not poisoned. He was injured and went to war again. It was futile for him to know that he might accidentally plant Du Feng’s hand and have the idea of retreating, but there was another oppression in his heart. If he didn’t kill him, I wouldn’t live, would I?
Du Feng is walking step by step with a cold face. The broadsword in his hand is cold and cold, and the momentum is strong. The man can’t help shivering. If he goes back, he will die and fight with him again. Then there is a way to escape. Pay attention to making up his mind. He hums with his left hand, puts his hand on the wound, reaches out and pulls out a few yellow wax pills from his arms and hurls them at Du Feng. Then his figure flashes and metamorphoses.
"What is it?" Du Feng didn’t know that the wax pill was powerful, and he didn’t dare to rush to pick it up. He dodged a few wax pills and landed, but there was no change. So slow down, he saw the strong man flash back to dozens of feet away. Du Feng secretly scolded a "bastard" and chased it out.
Du Feng went out of the Woods with a cup of tea, but he was at a loss. The hills were covered with weeds, but he couldn’t find a strong man. He wondered in his heart that he had let him escape with such tightness.
If you think about it carefully, Du Feng knows from the doorway that if you can’t catch him again, you can’t help but be angry and scold, "It’s first-class to escape."
The eyes can’t take revenge on the dead in the Woods. Du Feng was really depressed. He slashed a tree on the side and cut it straight. This only dispelled a little anger. He returned to the Woods and put a few wax pills well. Du Feng looked at himself and laughed. "What a sly killer, but can you escape for a while and escape for a lifetime?"
It’s an ordinary pill to treat injuries. If he wants to escape from Du Feng’s pursuit, he throws a few pills out to confuse Du Feng, so that he sometimes escapes smoothly. Unexpectedly, Du Feng really fell for it.
The killer escaped and Du Feng was in a hurry to go to Xiaoyao City. It’s not a matter of delay. Take the black gale and walk all the way. I want to finally start work on me. Is it cheating from man in the iron mask? I don’t believe that you can cover up the peony with your hands. I will pull out all the future troubles.
The thought of peony in Du Feng’s heart is a dull moment, and now he doesn’t even know what his peony is.
There is not much heartfelt communication during the short acquaintance, let alone love. The level of knowing each other is superficial, but there is a deep concern in Du Feng’s shape. Du Feng walked out of the forest path and looked up at the fierce sun. He sighed and flew away.
A middle-aged man dressed in black walked in a magnificent mansion in Beijing. He hurried through the corridors to the backyard and entered a wing room. There was a screen in the room. Behind the screen, a white-haired old man sat on his back. There was a chessboard in front of him. The chessboard was full of chess. The old man just sat still with a chess in one hand. He thought and played chess alone.
The man in black entered the room, saluted respectfully, and said, "The master Fuhai Mountain Villa has just sent an urgent letter that you need to have a look at in person."
The old man sat on his back and couldn’t see his face clearly. He sat still and said, "Bring it."
The man nodded, hurriedly typed the letter, bypassed the screen, carefully put the letter on the table and then stepped out of the screen. The old man turned his eyes slightly to look at the letter on the table for a moment and asked, "When did the peony leave?"
Male Dao "has been counted for more than ten days now"
"Where did you go?" The old man asked.
Men’s way "the humble servants haven’t found it yet"
The old man pressed the chess in his hand on the chessboard and said, "She is always emotional, but I didn’t expect it to be a catcher or a magic machine variable."
The man leaned down slightly and quietly glanced at the screen, and the old man dared not answer the words.
After another moment, the old man asked, "Who is Du Feng?"
Male Dao "Lin Jiayu"
"Oh," the old man looked up and thought for a moment and said, "It seems unreasonable for Lin Jiayu to treat him like this. Didn’t Zhao Tianheng say anything?"
The man said, "Because of this, Zhao Tianheng got Lin Jiayu up, and Lin Jiayu never went out to practice sword all day in his quadrangle."
"Can Zhao Tianheng hide the eyes of the old lady by doing this?" Somehow, the old man got angry and said, "Just because a little kid wants to mess up Shenji House?"
Men are too busy to bow their heads and dare not make a difference.
"What happened to his famous arrests?" The old man asked again