Yin Pei's internal strength was so deep that he didn't move much, but the leaked true qi shook all the tables, chairs, and benches that were vacated on one side. And from time to time, strange worms appeared on his neckline and between his sleeves. Once he got close, he was likely to be stained by the worms. Ordinary people would feel terrified at first glance.
Zhou Fei didn't care at all.
Maybe it was because she had seen Yin Pei's bear that was caught and walked away before, or maybe it was because she had just experienced the moment when she was the most fearful and powerless.
Zhou Fei had never practiced any quick-running evil sect exercises, and no one had passed it on to her. With the internal skills, she could only work slowly and carefully.
She knows her weight well, so in the past, when she met opponents whose martial arts were higher than hers, she relied on wit and a little luck to deal with them, and seldom confronted them head-on.
But at this moment, when she raised the knife to face Yin Pei, Zhou Fei suddenly had a peculiar realization - it was an indescribable feeling, it was countless people who woke up early and went to bed late, tirelessly pondering over and over again after repeated hardships. window paper, like a sudden epiphany.
The Snowbreaker has never had its own internal skills. If the knife holder has the sharp and deep accumulation of Li Jinrong, it will look unparalleled. If the knife holder has the solid basic skills of Yang Jin, it will be fast and upright. look.
Even in the hands of someone like Zhou Fei who was always shaking less than half of a bottle, the snowbreaker had a unique presentation.
It's just a set of knives.
The back of the blade is less than half an inch thick, and the blade has only a single line, but it can shock the southern half of the martial arts.
There are "wufeng", "unmatched" and "impermanence" in the snowbreaker, but there is no chapter called "fearless", because this is throughout and needless to say.
This is the best weapon in the world.
Whether her opponent is flesh and blood or a rocky giant tree, she has the blade in hand and the tip of the blade in front.
The True Qi wrapped around Yin Pei's body is like a bottomless water, which firmly protects him in the middle. Any external force that penetrates into it will surely be attacked by it. However, Zhou Fei's blade is like a leisurely rowing oar, silently and silently. The ground slanted into the water, and while stirring, the water wave seemed to follow her, and the half-old Miao Dao could easily avoid Yin Pei's palm wind and grab him by the throat.
Yin Pei was taken aback, and he didn't dare to be sharp - after all, his kung fu was not developed by himself. In times of crisis, he often acted instinctively.
Only after taking such a step back, his unpredictable aura was suddenly shattered.
Yin Pei quickly came back to his senses, furious, stretched out his hand and pulled out a long chain.
Yang Jin recognized at a glance that this was the one that Ding Kui had just used, so the fate of the Master Xuanwu could be imagined.
Before everyone was horrified, the long chain flew out, and three or four big bugs flew along the chain towards Zhou Fei. The man was stunned for a moment, as if his throat had been strangled, his face turned blue and then purple, and then he was full of energy, and howled like a pig. In the middle, he crawled upstream along his arm and over the man's whole body, but after a moment, he was sucked into a human body.
At the same time, Yin Pei seemed to have taken a sip of a powerful pill, and the iron chain in his hand suddenly sharpened by three points. He smiled coldly and said, "Everything comes out to mix, this meager skill is tasteless, and it is a pity to abandon it. "
Zhou Fei barely moved her footsteps, holding a knife in one hand and a sheath in one hand. She seemed to have a pair of alternating double knives in her hands. She "gala" separated Yin Pei's iron lock with the sheath, and the iron chain monster's tongue was wrapped around the long sheath.
The two monsters just flew into the air, and rushed towards Zhou Fei on the left and right sides. Zhou Fei ducked back and bumped into a wooden table with her lower back.
Yin Pei screamed: "See where you are going!"
Zhou Fei changed Miao Dao's hands, and there was no panic on her face. She leaned back along the wooden table, wiped the edge of the table and rolled over, but did not knock over the small table. The Miao Dao in her hand became a hurricane. The blade was so fast that people could not see clearly. It was densely woven into a large net in the air, and then only heard a "pop", something fell into the tea cup on the wooden table, and for a moment Afterwards, two worm corpses, each cut into three pieces, floated up lightly.
The bowl of water was bluish-purple.
At this moment, the last monster fell on the tip of Zhou Fei's knife, its wings fluttered, and it didn't move forward.
This beast seemed to have also given birth to wisdom, and suddenly shrank back and landed from her knife, crawling like lightning through the panicked "squeak" of the surrounding people, and retracted his head into Yin Pei's trousers. .
Yin Pei was stunned.
"I heard that Nirvana Gu is connected with the Gu Master," Zhou Fei glanced at him, then slowly returned to pick up a jug of wine, opened the lid, and used yellow wine to flush the blade that was stained with insect blood on the Chongmiao knife. He asked again, "Young Master Yin, with the strength of one person, you have calculated the two demons of the dead and the dead, the dead and the dead, and the great achievements are enough to engrave an archway. According to reason, you are more powerful than me, why are you afraid of me?"
The abnormal redness on Yin Pei's face became more and more intense, as if he was about to drip blood, and shouted, "You fart!"
As he said that, he went to drive the Gu worms that were with him, but those monsters seemed to have lost their prestige.
Zhou Fei is only a mere young girl. Compared with Ding Kui, Feng Feihua, and others, her hard skills are naturally much inferior. Yin Pei understands this, but "fear" is a thing that has never been found since ancient times. Fear of thunder is completely unfounded and cannot be overcome by reason.
Perhaps Zhou Fei's attitude was too determined, and the snowbreaker in his hand was too unpredictable, or perhaps it was the scenes in which Zhou Fei put a long knife around his neck and single-handedly faced the Qinglong Lord in the secret road of Hengshan, which imprinted too much on Yin Pei's heart. deep.
Anyway, seeing Gu worms all over the ground not listening to the deployment at this time, Yin Pei was not afraid in his heart, but this will also give birth to a vague fear.
The blood on his face spread to his eyes, and the whites of his eyes were covered with bloodshots.
Afterwards, Yin Pei slammed his hand, and more than a dozen monsters suddenly rushed out behind him, only to hear a few screams, everyone at the door, including a bunch of valet who had just followed Yin Pei, couldn't react, and the enemy and I were indistinguishable. Gu worm sucked it clean.
Yin Pei didn't spare the lives of outsiders. He didn't even care about his followers. He treated them as garbage that could be thrown away at any time. He didn't even look at the corpses left behind. When he went out, he disappeared without a trace.
The blood in the inn was so strong that it made people nauseous, and no one uttered a word for a long time.
After a while, Wu Chuchu murmured, "He... is he crazy?"
Zhou Fei put the Miao Dao into the sheath, hung it behind her back, and silently took out a pungent medicine packet from her arms and stuffed it into Wu Chuchu.
Wu Chuchu: "What is this? Could it be to deworm... Ah Fei!"
Zhou Fei picked up an empty teacup lid from the table, tilted her head and spat out a mouthful of blood.
This series of actions of hers was actually well-organized, without a drop of blood on the front of her clothes, and even at first, no one could see what she was doing with her back turned.
"Oh my god, sister!" Li Yan pulled her arm away, "You... you... you are absolutely perfect to wash one less piece of clothing!"
Yin Pei's kung fu was so weird, his weight was terrifying and he went straight to Chu Tianquan. Although Zhou Fei slapped his Gu worm, he was also shocked by the tyrannical True Qi on the long iron chain.
Fortunately, Yin Pei's exercises that he obtained from a crooked way were very wholesome, and he was scared away by Zhou Fei's use of a packet of deworming medicine specially made by the old monk. Otherwise, he would not know who would lie down today.
Zhu Chen felt anxious. Even if he wanted to look at her, he had just taken a step there, and Zhou Fei was already surrounded by people.
Li Sheng grabbed a bench, shoved it behind Zhou Fei, and said furiously, "If you want to be brave, you are the only one who is powerful. You can die if you don't show off for a day, right? You deserve it!"
"Okay, okay, don't be impatient." Wu Chuchu glanced around, ran to the shopkeeper's source in three steps and two steps, and asked for a cup of warm water to rinse her mouth.
Yang Jin clasped his arms in front of his chest and poked aside, and said impatiently, "What kind of knife did you just say? I want to test it with you!"
Wu Chuchu and Li Yan protested at the same time.
Wu Chuchu said, "Young Master Yang, please!"
Li Yan roared bluntly: "Go away!"
Although they sounded like they were quarreling with nine out of ten sentences, they seemed to be their own country.
Zhu Chen was sensitively aware that he, an outsider walking past, was a bit out of place, so he stopped in a daze, felt a little pain on the side of his face, and reached out to touch it. Only then did he realize that when he just fell to the ground, his face rubbed against the ground. Broken.
"You are born with insufficiency, and you are destined to be a waste who can't pick up your shoulders."
For some reason, Yin Pei's words flashed across his mind, and Zhu Chen lowered his head desolately, admitting that what Yin Pei said was absolutely true.
"Brother." Zhu Ying leaned over cautiously and pulled him, "Are you alright?"
Zhu Chen glanced at her, barely raised the corner of his mouth, shook his head, and thought angrily: "I need a girl to protect me, I'm really a waste of life."
No one in the frightened people dared to collect the corpse. In the end, Yang Jin helped the shopkeeper with a long stick to pick out the corpses and set them on fire. At this time, Ben who was still beside Li Sheng and others There were only a few people left, and after this battle, there were many casualties, and it looked almost pitiful.
The group of people rested for the night, exhausted, and the next morning, they came one after another to say goodbye. When they came, they were all smug, but at this time they probably just wanted to leave this place of right and wrong as soon as possible.
When Zhu Chen came out of the room, Zhou Fei had already finished practicing the basic skills of her daily routine in the morning. She gave him a sly nod before she put away the knife and walked away.
Zhu Chen subconsciously stopped her: "Miss Zhou!"
Zhou Fei stopped and looked back at him.
A thin layer of sweat broke out from the palm of Zhu Chen's palms, barely holding his voice, stepped forward and said, "Zhou... how is Miss Zhou's injury?"
Zhou Fei said, "It's okay, thank you."
Her temples were slightly wet with fine sweat, and her expression was as always loving and ignoring, but Zhu Chen inexplicably felt that her body had changed a lot. It must be calm and deep, as if the sky is falling and the earth can no longer change her color. She seemed to have stood farther away, causing Zhu Chen to have a deep-rooted self-esteem in an instant.
Zhu Chen asked again, "That... Where's Mr. Xie?"
Zhou Fei paused for a while, and then said without changing his face: "He has something to do, so he will go back to his teacher's door first."
Zhu Chen opened his mouth and seemed to have something to say, but he couldn't say it, and a layer of trembling sweat broke out. Zhou Fei didn't know what was wrong with him. nervous.
At this moment, the sound of hurried footsteps came from the front, Li Sheng habitually drooped his face to collect debts, and shouted rudely: "Zhou Fei, you didn't say you wanted to leave early yesterday, why are you still lingering, and you can't eat? !"
Zhou Fei frowned, feeling that Li Sheng's tone was like that of the family's own, so she nodded at Zhu Chen and turned away.
The spring was cold, and the morning dew was slightly cold, falling on his neck. Zhu Chen looked at Zhou Fei's back in a hurry, and silently said in his heart what he had not had time to say.
"Our Zhu family's ancestral home was in Dongting. Later, we moved to the Xiangjiang generation with Huobao's ancestral home. We live against the green hills. There is a wide water in the mountains, and the shallow water just didn't reach our ankles. The reputation is gradually declining, and the family is in decline. Although not very rich, but the garden is full of apricot flowers. At this time, if you go back quickly, you can just catch up with the apricot flowers like snow. Thanks to your help along the way, if you are willing to honor your face Come to Zhujiazhuang, let me talk about the friendship of landlords..."
Then he saw Zhou Fei walking lazily around the corner, and scolded the person over there, "Here, are you urging your life?"
In the end, he still couldn't say what he wanted to say.
Zhu Chen laughed at himself a little bit, packed up his regrets, and thought, "Forget it, I'll talk about it next time."
However, he never could wait for the next opportunity in his life.
Three days after the farce-like expedition to the North ended in a hurry, the unconscious Xie Yun was brought back to Penglai by Master Tongming. Zhou Fei kept it a secret, and no one dared to ask in depth. in and away. On the way, Yang Jin received a letter from the "Little Medicine Valley" Qingyungou, and finally remembered that he was the owner of the family, so he had to make an agreement with Zhou Fei to come back next time to compare and go south.
In March of Fireworks, the front lines were confronting each other, and the first group of people who fled in the south had taken root, but the fire of war was still in many ways and failed to burn.
General Feiqing Wen Yu put a thickened cloak on Zhou Yitang. Zhou Yitang was reading a book without raising his head and said, "Thank you."
As he spoke, he naturally stretched out his hand, suddenly stunned, touched it carefully, and asked, "Did Master Li sent it?"
Wen Yu wondered, "How can you find this out?"
Zhou Yitang stroked his fingers, and saw that the thread where the cotton was added was not tightly sewn, and he actually stroked a few cotton threads. Zhou Yitang bowed his head and smiled, "Smiling."
Wen Yu: "..."
Bully other people's wives away.
At this time, a personal soldier suddenly ran in in a hurry: "General! Lord Zhou, someone outside asked to see him and took this."
Zhou Yitang looked up and saw the soldier holding a broken knife.