It was pitch black inside the brocade quilt. The quilt and pillows were also incensed, and wisps of sweet fragrance went straight to the nose, making people restless. Zhou Yan leaned into Xu Feng's ear and said, "Brother Feng, use the breathing method I taught you."
His voice was extremely low, and the warm breath came out, which made Xu Feng's ears slightly warm. He knew that if he didn't hold his breath and concentrate, he might be noticed by the outsiders immediately, so he forced himself to calm down and recite the martial arts mental method silently.
Not long after, I heard a "squeak", and someone pushed open the door and walked in.
Xu Feng heard the voices of a man and a woman, and one of them should be the bustard of Yingxiang Pavilion. Because separated by a layer of brocade quilt, the voice didn't sound very real, what caught my ears were some presumptuous teasing words, but soon the voice dropped down, replaced by another weird one with the sound of tsk tsk water sound.
Xu Feng listened for a while before he realized that it was the two people outside who were kissing. Although he has been through human affairs, but the palace lord has only trampled on his body, why has he ever kissed him? Hearing this sound at this time, I suddenly felt my face was hot, and even the breath I exhaled was scalding hot. He couldn't see in the dark, so his sense of hearing and touch became extremely sensitive. He clearly knew that Zhou Yan was lying beside him. Because the embroidery bed was too narrow, one arm was tightly pressed against him, and another strand of long hair fell on his neck. It made the back of his neck itchy.
I don't know how long it took before the fatal kissing sound finally stopped, the two people outside gasped for a moment, and the old bustard said, "What does the lord say?"
The man said: "That one can't wait any longer, and told us to send him there quickly."
"The person watching outside hasn't left yet. It seems that this place is no longer safe. It is true that the sooner they are sent away, the better. It's just...how about that little boy who was caught yesterday?"
The man paused and said, "Send them away together."
Xu Feng knew that it must be Murong Fei who said this, he was about to throw off the quilt and rush out, but Zhou Yan grabbed his hand and wrote a word in his palm. As the fingertips slid across the palm of his hand, Xu Feng felt that half of his hand was numb, and he couldn't tell what was written at all, but knowing that he was told to wait and see what happened, he had no choice but to hold back and not move.
Zhou Yan held his hand and didn't let go for a moment. Xu Feng sank into the soft bed, his whole body was uncomfortably hot, and a little sweat leaked from the tip of his nose.
At this time, I heard the two people outside opened the window and jumped out one after the other.
Xu Feng was surprised, and felt light on his body. It turned out that Zhou Yan tore off the quilt. He was unbearably hot before, but now that the cool breeze was blowing, he was a little dazed, as if he had woken up from a dream.
Zhou Yan said: "Let's follow and have a look."
Only then did Xu Feng regain his senses, and hurriedly jumped up from the bed. He got up too fast, his legs were a little weak, and he almost fell to the ground.
Zhou Yan grabbed him from behind and said with a smile: "There is no need to be in such a hurry."
Xu Feng also smiled, his face was still hot. Fortunately, it was very dark and Zhou Yan couldn't see his expression clearly.
They chased to the window and jumped out.
Outside the window is a small courtyard with a pavilion built in the middle, an ancient well beside it, and a jagged rockery. It looks like a beautiful scene in the south of the Yangtze River during the day.
Zhou Yan and Xu Feng followed those two out, but they disappeared in the blink of an eye. Zhou Yan walked around the rockery and found nothing unusual.
Xu Feng said: "Can these two people fly into the sky and escape from the ground?"
Zhou Yan didn't make a sound, but looked around, and finally landed on the well, saying: "When I was checking the terrain during the day, I saw a young man bring in two buckets of water..."
"Since there is a well in the courtyard, why do you still fetch water from the outside?" Xu Feng thought about it, and immediately figured out the key point, "By the way, it must be under this well!"
He lit the fire pocket and ran over to see, it was indeed a dry well.
Zhou Yan was afraid that there would be some hidden weapon, so he jumped down first, reached out and groped on the well wall, and soon found a secret door. Xu Feng had seen the secret road in the mountains before, and thought he would have to walk for a long time, but he didn't expect to reach the end after only a few steps. The sky above his head turned out to be another dry well.
Xu Feng followed Zhou Yan and jumped out of the well, and saw another small courtyard with a layout quite similar to that of the Yingxiang Pavilion. It was also a gazebo and rockery, but because it had been abandoned for a long time, it looked spooky.
Zhou Yan explored the nearby terrain during the day, and now he only took a look and said, "It's the rouge shop next to the Yingxiang Pavilion."
"The two courtyards are connected by an ancient well, and people are transported without anyone noticing. No wonder Mr. Murong can't be found everywhere."
Xu Feng held the sword in his hand, and was about to go to find Murong Fei, but he heard a bell ringing from far and near.
jingle-
jingle-
The sound of the bell was distant and empty, especially in such a dark night, it seemed strange.
Zhou Yan took a step forward, stood in front of Xu Feng, and said loudly: "Your Excellency has already revealed his whereabouts, why bother to play tricks?"
There was a burst of laughter accompanied by the ringing of the bell.
Then I saw a person coming out from the corridor, with a slim waist and a graceful figure, it was the bustard of Yingxiang Hall. She seemed to be in her thirties, but she was more attractive than a girl in her teens, and said softly: "So it's the two young masters in front. What's the matter? Didn't Wan'er and Liniang take good care of them? It doesn't matter, I There are so many gentle and beautiful girls here, I guarantee you will satisfy both of you."
Saying high five.
The bell rang even more urgently, and more than a dozen figures came out from the corridor.
At first Xu Feng thought it was the man in black under her hand, but when he got closer, he saw a dozen or so women in red wedding dresses, all of them disheveled, with pale faces, staring straight ahead, Guided by the ringtone, he approached step by step.
Xu Feng was frightened, and although he had a sharp sword in his hand, he leaned closer to Zhou Yan and asked, "Brother Zhou, are these women human or ghosts?"
Zhou Yan was well-informed and said calmly: "It should be that the bride who was kidnapped by them was controlled by magic. If my guess is correct, the key to the magic lies in the ringtone."
When they were talking, the ringtone was also fast and slow, and the pitch was suddenly raised, and the group of women seemed to have gone crazy, and suddenly rushed towards Xu Feng and the others.
Xu Feng had no choice but to block with his sword. The sword has no eyes, he was afraid of accidentally injuring the innocent, so the sword never came out of its sheath. Although these women don't know martial arts, but under the control of the magic, each one of them became extremely powerful, and when they rushed forward, they strangled people's necks.
Zhou Yan didn't let them get close, and didn't even make a move. He kicked away the women who surrounded him one by one.
Xu Feng was startled, and couldn't help calling out: "Brother Zhou!"
"Understood." Zhou Yan was a little unhappy, but still said patiently, "I won't hurt their lives."
When he made another move, he was indeed merciful.
Even so, there was still a woman who was thrown out by his palm and hit the rockery beside her heavily, breaking one arm on the spot. But she didn't seem to notice it, and when the bell rang, she quickly got up again, dragging the injured arm to join the battle.
Look at this situation, the people controlled by the magic don't even feel the pain, unless they kill all these women, otherwise it will be impossible to end.
Zhou Yan sneered, and simply ignored the group of women, and rushed towards the old bustard. Just as he was about to slap her on the shoulder with a palm, a sword suddenly thrust out from the oblique ground. There was a resistance.
The old bustard avoided the side, patted his chest and said: "Ah, this is frightening to death. Even if you look down on these girls, you don't need to get so angry. I still have a beautiful person here, even in Yingxiang In the museum, that is also the top choice.”
While speaking, I saw the man slowly coming out of the shadows. His hair was barefoot, and he held a long sword with a cold light in his hand. The moonlight shone on his face, and his face was carved like jade.
Who else could it be besides Murong Fei
Xu Feng was both surprised and happy, and shouted: "Mr. Murong!"
Murong Fei didn't respond, just stared at the front with absent-minded eyes, and as soon as he came up, he drew his sword at Zhou Yan, obviously controlled by his mind.
Zhou Yan sneered and said, "This Murong Fei really has more success than failure."
Xu Feng also felt strange, why did Mr. Murong always follow other people's ways? I'm afraid it has something to do with his temper.
Xu Feng took a few distracted glances, and saw that Zhou Yan and Murong Fei had already exchanged hands. Zhou Yan was naturally not soft on him, and he didn't know whether it was intentional or not, he always greeted him in the face when he made moves. If Murong Fei hadn't been bewitched by the ringtone, his strength was far superior to that of ordinary people, his handsome face would have been ruined long ago.
Xu Feng secretly sweated for him, because he was distracted, and there was some danger on his side. Those women in red swarmed up, forcing him to retreat steadily, and retreated to the edge of the ancient well. He was tired of coping, and suddenly stretched out a hand from the well, and grabbed his back firmly.
Xu Feng let out a low cry, thanks to the long sword stuck on the edge of the well, he was not dragged down the well. But his body was hanging in mid-air, already precarious.
Zhou Yan has been paying attention to the situation here, and seeing the sudden change, he hastily left Murong Fei behind and rushed back. He stepped on the edge of the well with both feet, reached out and hooked Xu Feng into his arms. Unexpectedly, Murong Fei approached in no time, and stabbed him straight in the back of the heart with his sword. Zhou Yan was afraid of hurting the person in his arms, so he did not dodge or dodge, and forced out a palm, only relying on the wind of his palm to deflect the sword tip.
It's just that after he slapped this palm, he couldn't breathe a breath of true energy, so the man down the well saw the timing and took advantage of the situation to pull him down. Zhou Yan had no choice but to push Xu Feng in time, but fell into the well himself.
"Brother Zhou!"
Xu Feng turned around and saw that the bottom of the well was so dark that he couldn't see anything clearly, only heard a tinkling sound, thinking that Zhou Yan had hand in hand with the person down the well.
Xu Feng originally wanted to jump down to help, but Murong Fei lost Zhou Yan as his opponent, and immediately turned his target on him, as if he wanted to put him to death. Xu Feng had no choice but to draw the sword out of its sheath at last, and confronted him a few moves.
Xu Feng was not Murong Fei's opponent in the first place, but at this moment he was worried about Zhou Yan in the well, and after only a few moves, his arm was cut open.
The eerie bell continued to ring.
Seeing that Murong Fei seemed tireless, Xu Feng knew that if he continued to fight, he would have no chance of winning, so he thought about how to escape. He remembered that Murong Fei's subordinates were still guarding outside the Yingxiang Hall, and he had agreed a secret sign before the operation, but he could ask them to come and help.
Just as Xu Feng was thinking of this, he suddenly heard a bang, and there was a loud noise from the bottom of the well, which made the ground tremble. He felt apprehensive, and turned his head in panic, only to see the smoke and dust billowing, and the ancient well had been shaken down.
"Brother Zhou!"
Xu Feng yelled, and ran back to the well in one breath, regardless of Murong Fei's sharp sword. The smoke and dust obsessed him so much that he couldn't open his eyes. He choked hard a few times, and used his sword to push away the rocks by the well.
But the whole well had collapsed, and the original entrance could not be found at all. While digging up the stones, Xu Feng called Brother Zhou, hoping that Zhou Yan could hear his voice.
But there has been no response.
His hand holding the sword trembled a little. At this moment, he saw a flash of cold light, and a long sword rested on his neck. Xu Feng didn't seem to notice it, and he was still looking for his big brother Zhou wholeheartedly. With a twist of the blade, a lock of hair at the side of his temple was cut off, and then someone kicked him in the chest.
Xu Feng was kicked and rolled to the ground, and the sword in his hand fell off. There was a sweet taste in his throat, and he struggled to grab his sword, but a foot stepped on his left hand.
Those feet were wearing pea-green embroidered shoes, with a double stalk embroidered on the upper, and above that was a blue thread-stitched skirt. Xu Feng raised his head slightly, and it took a while before he recognized that it was the bustard from Yingxiang Pavilion. Murong Fei disappeared at some point, and beside the old bustard stood a tall man with a mask on his face, it was the masked man they were following all the way.
The old bustard held his arm affectionately and said angrily, "Why is there such a big commotion?"
The mask said humanely: "The idea is too strong. If I hadn't buried gunpowder at the bottom of the well in advance, I wouldn't be able to deal with him."
"You blow it up so much, the Yingxiang Restaurant that my mother worked so hard to manage will be destroyed."
The masked man touched her waist and said: "As long as this matter is done, the Lord will reward him with great rewards. What is a small Yingxiang Pavilion?"
After listening to them, Xu Feng knew where the loud noise came from. The masked man knew that he was not Zhou Yan's opponent, so he had already set up a net to wait for them. In such a narrow place at the bottom of the well, if gunpowder is lit... what will happen
For a moment Xu Feng forgot that the two people in front of him were his enemies, raised his head halfway, and asked blankly, "Where is my brother Zhou?"
The masked man and the bustard looked at each other and laughed together.
The old bustard laughed wildly, tapped Xu Feng's chin with the tip of his shoe, and said, "The wells on both sides have been blown up. Your elder brother Zhou was trapped in it, so naturally his body was blown to pieces, even the corpse was destroyed." I can't find it."
Xu Feng was stunned for a moment, as if an invisible hand had pinched his heart. He understood every word she said, but he couldn't understand the meaning of the whole sentence together.
Zhou Yan is dead
How can it be
Xu Feng took a hard breath, and reached out again to grab the sword that Zhou Yan gave him, but was kicked again immediately. This kick hit his left rib, causing him to curl up in pain, and whispered: "Brother Zhou..."
The mask said humanely: "That surnamed Zhou has extremely high martial arts skills. I have traveled all over the world for many years, but I have never heard of his name."
"It doesn't matter what his background is, he's already a dead man anyway." The old bustard pointed at Xu Fengdao, "Do you want to kill this kid together?"
"Send them out of the city first, and then find a barren mountain to kill them."
A few words decided Xu Feng's life and death.
Xu Feng couldn't remember what happened next, he only knew that his hands were tied and someone threw him into a room. The house was empty and without decorations, and the only window was nailed shut, allowing only a little bit of moonlight to penetrate. Not long after, Murong Fei was also bound and thrown in, and the two of them fell to the ground crookedly like torn sacks.
In the weather of December, the ground was as cold as ice scum, Xu Feng's face was pressed against the cold ground, and he felt that he was also dead, and there was no trace of heat on his body. He was originally injured on his arm, but because the injury was not deep, the bleeding had stopped, leaving only a numb pain.
In the middle of the night, Murong Fei woke up with a "huh".
He struggled a few times, failed to break free from the rope on his body, rolled on the ground again, and rolled to Xu Feng's side, saw his face clearly through the moonlight, and said in surprise: "Brother Xu, how could you it's here?"
Xu Feng opened his eyes, but he didn't answer him as if he didn't hear anything.
Murong Fei called out several times, but he still didn't move.
"What happened? You were also caught by them, but you were injured?" Murong Fei asked anxiously, "Where's your foster brother? Isn't he with you?"
When Xu Feng heard him mention Zhou Yan, his eyes became brighter, and he slowly rolled his eyes, saying: "Brother Zhou..."
Murong Fei breathed a sigh of relief when he heard him speak, and asked, "Isn't your big brother Zhou very powerful? Why haven't you seen him right now?"
"Brother Zhou has encountered some difficult things, and he can't get away for a while. After a while..." Xu Feng's eyes were sore, and he said in a hoarse voice, "He will come to find me."
Murong Fei didn't know what was going on, so of course he wouldn't doubt what he said, and said, "It's fine."
Mentioning the matter of the farewell, Murong Fei had no impression of being controlled by the evil magic, and said: "I followed Gold Winged Butterfly to the Yingxiang Pavilion, and a group of prostitutes surrounded me as soon as I entered the door, and sent me to the entrance. In a room. I knew something was wrong at the time, but there was a sweet smell in the room. After I smelled it, there were bursts of bells ringing in my ears, and then I didn’t know anything.”
Xu Feng recalled that he had also smelled a sweet and cloying fragrance in the old bustard's room. Could it be that he was plotted by someone then? That's right, when they were fighting in the small courtyard later, Murong Fei and the others lost their minds, but they were still able to chase him and Zhou Yan, probably because they were guided by this fragrance.
It seems that since Murong Fei followed the masked man, they have fallen into the game.
I don't know who the master in the masked mouth is? Why are these women being arrested? Was Murong Fei involved by chance, or was they their target from the beginning
When Xu Feng asked about this, Murong Fei said: "I have a sister who has been engaged to the second son of the Lin family in Suzhou since she was a child. You must have heard of the eldest son of the Lin family..."
The eldest son of the Lin family is the one who is most favored by the palace lord in the Palace of Bliss. He was originally a child of an aristocratic family, but after meeting the palace lord, he was so fascinated by him that he voluntarily entered the Palace of Bliss as a male favourite. When this matter was brought up, people in the Jianghu all ridiculed him for his willingness to degenerate.
Xu Feng has been in the Palace of Bliss for a long time, so he naturally knows it clearly, but he doesn't want to mention it, he just said vaguely: "I heard it a little bit."
"This person was originally my childhood sweetheart's playmate, but later..." Murong Fei looked down on him very much, and said, "Forget it, let's not mention it. In short, my sister and the second son of the Lin family are in love with each other. It has been decided to get married in March next year. Unexpectedly, the bride was robbed suddenly. Firstly, I hated the Palace of Bliss, and secondly, I was worried that my sister's marriage would be hindered, so I came here to investigate the matter myself."
Only then did Xu Feng understand the cause and effect.
Murong Fei said: "It's all my fault, and I've caused you trouble again."
Xu Feng's mouth was bitter and he couldn't say a word.
Murong Fei is impulsive and falls into the traps of others many times. Although he has a quick temper and strong temper, he is still a good brother after all. And him? He underestimated the enemy and rushed forward, insisting on intervening in this matter, but relying on Zhou Yan's protection everywhere.
In his mind, Zhou Yan should be invincible in the world.
But his big brother Zhou never came back.
Xu Feng blinked his eyes, tried his best to force the water vapor in his eyes back, and said to Murong Fei: "Young Master Murong, I still have a hairpin on my head, please help me take it off."
Murong Fei's belongings had been taken away long ago, but perhaps because of Xu Feng's low martial arts skills, others didn't care much, and they didn't search him carefully.
Murong Fei moved his body, and after a lot of effort, he got close to Xu Feng, and bit off the hairpin on his head with his mouth.
It was a jasper hairpin, one end was sharpened, Xu Feng took it in his hand, while cutting the rope with the hairpin, he asked Murong Fei: "Has your martial arts been restrained by them?"
"No. But my hands and feet are weak, and I can't use any strength."
Xu Feng remembered that after he was controlled by the magic, his strength increased greatly, and he chased and killed him blindly, no wonder he exhausted all his strength.
He thought for a while and asked, "How much will Mr. Murong's skills recover before dawn?"
"Probably... about 30%."
"Tomorrow they will send us out of the city, may Mr. Murong wait for an opportunity to escape?"
"If I can cut the rope on my body, of course it won't be a problem, but I'm afraid that when I hear the ringing of the bell, I will lose my mind again."
"I can't care about so much anymore. If there is a chance tomorrow, Mr. Murong will run away first."
Murong Fei said: "Then what about you?"
"Me?" Xu Feng stared straight out of the window and said, "I have an important matter that must be done tomorrow."
Murong Fei asked: "What's the matter?"
Xu Feng was silent for a moment.
The sky outside the window is getting brighter.
He waited for the whole night, but he never got his brother Zhou.
Lying on the cold ground, he felt that his heart was equally cold. Holding the hairpin tightly in his left hand, he cut the rope one by one, and whispered two words: "Kill."
Murong Fei was taken aback, carefully discerning his expression, he saw that his face was calm, even a little lifeless, only his eyes showed a strange brilliance. It was as if his whole body was dead, only these eyes were alive, and beneath that peace and composure lay a hideous beast.
Murong Fei was inexplicably flustered, and said: "Who are you going to kill? Is that the masked man? Naturally, everyone can kill such a treacherous and evil person, but his kung fu is still better than mine. Brother Xu, you I am afraid… "
He spoke tactfully, but the meaning was already clear, Xu Feng's martial arts were far inferior to that masked man, if he really wanted to attack him, it would be like hitting a stone with an egg.
Xu Feng didn't say a word, obviously his mind had been made up.
Murong Fei said: "If you have to kill him, wait until your elder brother Zhou comes back."
Xu Feng said to himself: "I am just for Brother Zhou."
Murong Fei didn't hear what he said clearly, and continued: "That time in three years, I was stuck on my acupoints and couldn't move, and I couldn't find you after that, and I thought you had been poisoned by the Palace of Bliss. This time, you did it again for your sake. I was in danger only after saving me, and I can’t leave alone anyway.”
"You want to stay—" Xu Feng simply closed his eyes and said, "That's up to you."
When he was tortured in the Palace of Bliss, although he also hated the palace master, he only thought about getting revenge after practicing martial arts in the future, not like now, he was determined to kill the masked man, even waiting for a moment. It's too late.
His elder brother Zhou was still in the well that was blown up, and even his bones were nowhere to be found.
The world is so big that no one will treat him like Zhou Yan.
When Xu Feng thought of this, the place where he had been kicked a few times before felt a dull pain again. He took a deep breath and continued to cut the rope on his body. It didn't take long for him to cut a hole.
He stopped for a rest, and handed the hairpin in his hand to Murong Fei. Following his example, Murong Fei made a gap in the rope so that he could break free later.
After the two finished this matter, they discussed in a low voice for a while, and the sky was completely bright.
Gradually, people's voices came from outside, and after a while, several big men came in and escorted Xu Feng and Murong Fei out. Xu Feng pretended to be troubled, and walked forward in dismay. When he passed the well in the courtyard, his feet were weak and he fell down. Those people cursed and punched and kicked him for a while. Xu Feng gritted his teeth and quietly picked up a stone and hid it in his hand. Then he got up from the ground, looked back at the ancient well, and was pushed away.
Two large carts had already been prepared outside the door, and there were about a dozen wine urns half a person's height in them. Xu Feng and Murong Fei were gagged with cloth balls, and each pushed into a wine urn.
There was a pungent smell in the urn, Xu Feng heard the sound of cars and horses in the dark, the car stopped at the gate of the city, and then turned all the way west. The walk was fairly stable at the beginning, but the bumps became more and more bumpy at the end, presumably because of walking a mountain path.
Xu Feng broke free from the rope on his body, opened a gap in the wine urn, and shot out the stone held in his palm. He grasped the timing perfectly, the stone was stuck in the wheel of the car in front, only heard a "crack", the car shook violently, and the whole car was tilted to one side.
Murong Fei lifted the wine urn, jumped out, snatched the knife from the person next to him, turned around and slashed a few times, smashing all ten wine urns into pieces. Some of the urns were indeed filled with fine wine, and the wine flowed all over the floor, and the aroma of the wine was savory; others hid the captive brides, who also tied their hands and gagged their mouths, crying and screaming one by one, and the scene suddenly became chaotic. .
Xu Feng also took this opportunity to escape, but he didn't move to help Murong Fei, he just used lightness kung fu to climb up the big tree beside him, and covered his figure with the dense leaves. He practiced lightness kung fu the best, and everyone's attention was on Murong Fei, so no one noticed.
In just this moment, Murong Fei was already surrounded by crowds.
The masked people came out more and more, and said: "My master has good intentions, but just wants to invite Mr. Murong back to have a cup of tea, why do you need to use the knife?"
"You want me to go with you? Yes," Murong Fei raised his eyebrows, pointed the knife in his hand at the mask and said, "If you have the ability, then take my dead body back."
The masked man stared at him, waved his hand, and said, "Catch him alive."
His subordinates responded and fought with Murong Fei.
Murong Fei predicted well, his kung fu has only recovered 20-30%, his swordsmanship is not as good as before, if those people didn't dare to hurt his life, he might have already lost.
And the masked man also had some scruples when he made a move, it looked like he had suffered an internal injury. That's right, although he hid at the bottom of the well last night and plotted secretly, he was not Zhou Yan's opponent after all.
Xu Feng smiled unconsciously, thinking, his brother Zhou is still the best.
He hid in the tree and had a clear view of the situation below, but he still had no intention of making a move. He only tied the previous rope around himself, made a circle at the other end, and then focused on every move of the masked man.
The leaves are rustling by the wind.
Xu Feng's heart was like still water, his body swayed gently with the branches, his gaze was always on the masked man.
All he knew was that he only had one chance.
Murong Fei fought for a while, his physical strength was gradually exhausted, and he was about to be defeated. The masked man was afraid that he would kill himself, so he took a step forward to restrain him, but he was holding a handful of sand in his hand, and he didn't release it until then, shouting: "Be careful of the poisonous sand!"
The masked man hurriedly turned his head to avoid it.
Murong Fei first laughed out loud, then revealed a look of astonishment, pointed at his face and said, "Why is it you?!"
The masked man turned pale with shock, and immediately raised his hand to touch his mask.
Xu Feng was waiting for this moment!
It turned out that he suspected that the masked man refused to show his true face because he had some relationship with Murong Fei, so the two discussed to cheat him, but he didn't expect that the other party really fell for it.
Of course the mask was still on the masked man's face, but after only a moment of hesitation, Xu Feng had already flew down from the tree. He threw out the rope in his hand, and put it on the steed beside him. At the same time, he firmly strangled the masked man's neck with his arm, and shouted at Murong Fei: "Mr. Murong!"
Murong Fei responded, and the knife in his hand flew upside down, hitting the horse's hip with the hilt. The horse was frightened, and with a long neigh, it spread its hooves and galloped wildly.
Xu Feng was pulled by that force, and was dragged away immediately.
His hands were still tightly gripping the masked man. The horse rushed all the way, and the two of them were dragged all the way. No matter how good the martial arts of the masked man was, he couldn't exert his strength in such a situation. He tried his best to move a few times, but Xu Feng grabbed him even more firmly. He turned his head and said viciously: "Stinky boy, are you crazy? Let me go!"
The mountain road was rugged, and Xu Feng felt a burning pain as his back brushed against the ground. His arm was also numb, but he stubbornly refused to let go.
The masked man threw his elbows back and slammed into him heavily, saying, "What on earth are you trying to do? There is a cliff ahead, even if you kill me, you won't be able to survive!"
Xu Feng closed his eyes, remembering that when he swore with Zhou Yan that day, although he didn't make the vow of living and dying together, it was the same in his heart. He flipped his right wrist, and the jasper hairpin slipped out of his cuff, and he held it in his hand.
He hadn't used his right hand for a long time, and his whole hand was shaking non-stop, but just holding it like this, he felt a sharp pain in his wrist. But he still tried his best to stab the masked man's chest fiercely, saying word by word: "I only want your life."