It's almost autumn.
The north wind is also a little cold.
Feng Qingyan bathed, changed clothes, and scented himself, washing himself thoroughly from top to bottom, inside and out, every part.
Because in his eyes, today's things are sacred.
kill.
It was not the first time for Feng Qingyan to kill someone, but it was the first time he felt that killing was so sacred, it was a promise to one person and a responsibility to another person.
Feng Qingyan hired a mule cart, stepped into the cart, faced the question of the cart owner, and said softly: "Outside the city, Hongfeng Villa."
It was already afternoon at this time, and the owner of the car would really not want to travel such a long distance if he hadn't had enough silver taels.
The mule cart passed through a laurel grove.
Outside the forest is a slope, which flows along a small river. There is a stone bridge on the river, connecting the gravel roads on both sides, leading to a deep valley full of green trees.
There are hidden houses in the gorge, hidden in the red leaves and autumn colors, which are picturesque and peaceful.
It is hard for people in the world to imagine that such a place with a beautiful environment is actually a secret manor of the number one underworld force in the rivers and lakes.
This is the real estate that Zuo Shaobai bought secretly. The news is very accurate, and it was the place where the professionals found out after a lot of effort.
The rivers and lakes are turbulent and the situation is critical, but there is no one here, and it is still as if it is completely undefended. If the source of the news is not the "Duotian Seven Beasts" and the others, Feng Qingyan really will not associate this place with any despicable people Road together.
Thinking of this, Feng Qingyan couldn't help but smile to himself: Such a beautiful scenery makes people forget their worries and customs. If there are big men with swords and knives patrolling around, wouldn't it be a big disaster.
The mule cart drove across the stone bridge.
The flowing water under the bridge is gurgling, and Feng Qingyan is open-minded, enjoying the refreshing beauty in front of him, leisurely.
At this time, the mule cart drove into the gorge, and two clear streams flowed out along the gorge.
Turning a corner, there is a large stone archway in front of it, with the four characters "Red Maple Villa" chiseled on it, and a big red lantern with the word "囍" hanging on each of the two stone pillars on the left stone of the plaque.
Feng Qingyan looked at the lantern, chuckled lightly, and said, "No wonder that son of a bitch said that the matter was urgent and that there was no time to wait. It turns out that it is really a critical moment..."
As soon as Feng Qingyan got out of the car, two servants greeted him from the door, and said apologetically, "My hero, please forgive me. If the guest is here to attend the master's wedding, it may take some time later."
The owner of the car who was about to leave behind was amused and said loudly: "Hey, brother, you are early. Why don't you take the car and I will take you back, and I will give you a 20% discount!"
Feng Qingyan chuckled, of course he knew that Zuo Shaobai had gone out and hadn't returned, he deliberately picked this time to come here, wiped the mustache on his lips, and said: "Don't worry, Boss Che, the owner here is me Friend, he will arrange carriages and horses to see him off."
The cart owner shrugged his shoulders and drove the mule cart away.
The two servants glanced at each other, not understanding what this stern-faced guest meant, but since they mentioned being the master's friend, they were not easy to offend.
Feng Qingyan took a step forward, wrapped his arms around the necks of the two of them, walked in, and asked: "That kid Zuo Shaobai didn't come back, did the four come back? Where are they?"
The second servant heard that the other party even knew the real name of the owner here, and he should call him by his name in such a casual manner, he must be the owner's distinguished guest, but because of the rules, he still dared not say much. Just talk about him politely.
Feng Qingyan curled his lips in dissatisfaction, and said: "You two have no eyesight, haven't you heard your master mention me? Speaking of seniority, your master... is that kid Zuo Shaobai, he will call me when he sees me. I said 'second uncle'."
The two servants were already sweating on their foreheads, but the three of them also went deep into the manor, all the way to the gate of the main house. A scholar-like figure appeared to block him, put away the fan in his hand, pointed at Feng Qingyan, and shouted angrily at the two servants: "Stop, who is this man? Why did you bring him in?"
One of the servants was taken aback for a moment, and said in a stunned manner: "This second uncle who said he is the master, so we..."
"fart!"
The scholar swung his fan, waved the handle, and swept it towards him. A strong storm blew up, and the three of them were shrouded in the stellar energy. I'm afraid that if this fan is solid, Feng Qingyan will have his own way. There are ways to deal with it, but the two servants must die on the spot.
Feng Qingyan's eyes flashed brightly, and he swung his hands back. The two slaves flew backwards, avoiding the scholar's blow, while his right index finger moved forward a little, and came straight towards his wrist.
That scholar is Lu Jing, one of the four great protectors, the "Jade Fan". Being engraved with a line of small characters by Ye Qingxuan is a shame and humiliation. I just came back here a few days ago, and I have to arrange the marriage for Zuo Shaobai. I was already annoyed in my heart. I was supposed to be on a job today, but I encountered a person who was planning to do something wrong. I was so angry that I immediately shot , I didn't expect that the characters I met were equally tough.
Lu Jing was furious, and the power of the fan changed several times in succession, but he still couldn't guide the opponent to deviate from the attack direction. Finally, he tried his best to withdraw his hand and let the opponent point to the handle of the fan...
A stream of Gang Qi condensed like jade went up along the jade fan in his hand, penetrated into his hand, and followed the pulse. With his pure body-protecting Qi, he couldn't stop it for a while, until he reached the heavy acupuncture point in his armpit. Dispelling the opponent's Gang Qi, the entire meridian of the right arm is extremely pain-relieving, he took a breath of true Qi in shock, and flew back.
And the other party didn't chase after him, just stood there with a smile on his face.
"Who are you?" Lu Jing was inexplicably horrified and asked abruptly. He looked Feng Qingyan up and down carefully, and suddenly remembered that the eldest lady had been around a swordsman for a long time, and he had seen it a few times from a distance. Thinking about it from time to time, comparing the top and bottom, I immediately recognized Feng Qingyan.
"Are you that stinky Taoist priest who pestered the eldest lady!?"
Feng Qingyan smiled and nodded.
"You, you, you... You are Feng Qingyan of the Kunwu Sect!?" Lu Jing stuttered for a long time before finally saying the name.
At this time, colleagues behind him had already stepped forward to help, and suddenly, more than 20 people surrounded Feng Qingyan, and another person slowly walked out of the crowd, it was the "scholar with iron pen" Lian Junshu.
He saw Feng Qingyan's identity at a glance, and cursed: "Smelly Taoist priest, there is a way to heaven, you don't go, and there is no way to hell, you just want to break in. The reason why the eldest lady is depressed is because of your demon way, today just happens Get rid of you, so as not to worry the eldest lady!"
Feng Qingyan raised his head and laughed, and said, "Great, so Jiaojiao is really here. You traitors, who betrayed Zhenyue Mountain City, still dare to call her Missy? Are you worthy?"
Lu Jing and Lian Junshu blushed with anger, but they were unwilling to get into a verbal dispute with others on this matter.
Feng Qingyan snorted coldly, and said lightly: "You two are here, just in time, I will bring someone to give you something!"
After speaking, he took out an object wrapped in white cloth from his bosom, threw it away, and when it hit the ground, there was a clang, but it was a metal-like object. The two of them were amazed, picked it up, opened it, and shuddered, the object fell again on the ground.
I saw that it was a small knife made of black iron, with a simple and domineering shape, a little red bead on the handle, and three big scarlet characters on it "Bao Dao Ling"!
There are no decorations or other etchings. It is bare and dark, but it is full of a heavy chill.
Under the order of the tyrant sword, chickens and dogs will not be left behind!
This is a well-known slogan in the rivers and lakes, and it is the rule of Zhenyue Mountain City.
Lian Junshu and Lu Jing, who have served as guardians of Zhenyue Mountain City for decades, naturally recognized the authenticity of this "Badao Order" at a glance. The fear of Shentu Zhenyue for many years made the two of them instantly turn livid , terrified in my heart.
Impossible, this is impossible...
"Where did you get this thing?" Even Junshu's voice changed color.
Feng Qingyan chuckled and said, "Of course it's from its owner..."
"Nonsense, fart, he's already dead, he's already dead!" Lu Jing's face turned from green to pale, and even his lips turned pale.
Feng Qingyan neither denied nor admitted it, and said lightly: "You just think so. Because your role is too unimportant, you will not see the day when the real answer..."
"You, what did you say?"
Those who answered Lian Junshu were the sound of Feng Qingyan's long sword being unsheathed and the sound of his sword qi piercing through the air...
Besieged by people and at a disadvantage, the first person to attack was this unrestrained swordsman, and when the other party made a move, it was not a strategy of "capture the thief first", but Lian Junshu and Lu Jing. The [Thirty-Six Swords of Ailao Mountain] that I had learned before, filled the sky with sword energy in one move, covering the two of them and about 30 masters around them into the attack range, with fierce momentum and sharp sword intent. Absolutely.
Knowing this time, Lian Junshu and Lu Jingfang came to their senses. Isn't this Feng Qingyan the fellow brother of Ye Qingxuan who dealt with them like a chicken and a dog
Reminiscent of Ye Qingxuan's power, the two of them were immediately shrouded in fear. Amidst the clanging of weapons, the two of them ran away and gave up on Feng Qingyan. pincer attack.
As soon as the two of them retreated, the rest of them were naturally no match for Feng Qingyan. Almost in an instant, more than thirty fighters were all thrown down with blood, their weapons were flying, and they were blocked by Feng Qingyan at the same time. Qing Yan's sword severed the tendons in his right hand, and he was no longer able to hold weapons.
On the other hand, Lian Junshu and Lu Jing dodged a few blows to the vital point, but the clothes in front of them were cut, revealing a slightly bloodstained chest, and the writing on it: "Shameless traitor, wait a moment!" , someone will take your life!"
Feng Qingyan was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed out loud: "Little brother, change your career and become a fortune teller, I think he is famous all over the world!" Then his eyes flashed, he looked at the two who were about to turn around and run away, and said : "Both, are you ready to go to that place?"