The mysterious scholar didn't even see how Lin Feng disappeared. He disappeared in a flash.
He looked at it and sighed.
"… a literary mind with no restrictions on its use…"
“…How enviable…”
Thinking about myself, I feel a little sad.
After sighing, the mysterious scholar followed slowly with his hands behind his back. Although he was slow, each step was more than ten feet away, so he was not far behind Lin Feng. The entrance of the cave found by the guards was extremely hidden. Not to mention it was night, it would be easy to miss even in the daytime. He ordered people to chisel open the hidden entrance of the cave, and a breeze with moisture blew in his face.
This means there is a way out of this hole.
"Go in."
Five guards led the way, Lin Feng and the shameless mysterious scholar who came up were in the middle, and the remaining five guards were at the rear.
The entrance to the cave was very narrow at first, so everyone had to line up and carefully pass through. After walking about a hundred steps, it was finally wide enough for two people to walk side by side. Lin Feng became more and more cautious. It was not until they walked through a winding corridor that the view was completely clear.
There was a huge space at the end.
The mysterious scholar said, "There is someone here."
There was a simple stone bed with some residual warmth on the open space, which meant that someone had slept here not long ago.
Guess: "The assassins who launched the sneak attack live here?"
Lin Feng clenched his fingers tightly around the scabbard.
Shen Ning said: "Chase, he didn't run far!"
However, the caves here are interconnected in all directions.
In addition to the road they came from, there are more than ten other roads going in the same direction. It is difficult to guarantee whether there are forks in the road halfway through, and it is impossible to determine the correct one. In response, the mysterious scholar smiled and said, "This, I can help you."
Lin Feng was suddenly delighted and bowed deeply.
"In that case, thank you very much, sir,"
The mysterious scribe waved his hand.
Said: "It's a small matter."
He was also very curious about who the "big fish" Lin Feng mentioned was. It was not a big deal if he did it at his convenience. Although there was very little literary energy that could be used without spending money, this "very little" also depended on who he was compared with. A few small words were no problem.
Wait for his words to take effect.
The light golden energy turned into an extremely thin long rope.
Starting from the stone bed, it spreads towards one of the exits.
The mysterious scribe said, "Just follow it."
Lin Feng couldn't wait any longer: "Chase!"
Mysterious Scribe: "We must catch up with the person before his aura dissipates. If his aura dissipates, the instructions will be cut off."
He did not forget to remind Lin Feng.
Lin Feng didn't answer, but gritted his teeth and sped up.
The chase led them out of the cave, and they found a cliff ahead. A single moon hung high above their heads, and the wind blew into their clothes and sleeves, making a rustling sound. There was no one! Not to mention a human figure, there was not even a ghost! Did they chase the wrong person
The mysterious scribe stepped forward and said, "There is a dead end ahead."
At this height, even a brave warrior would have to think twice. Lin Feng said nothing and walked to the edge of the cliff in the strong wind. Just as the mysterious scholar was trying to comfort her, she made a surprising move and jumped off.
Mysterious Scribe: “!!!”
If the mission fails, you won't commit suicide, right
Could it be that this young man is also someone's assassin
The guards behind him were also shocked by this scene and couldn't react. They all shouted: "Lin Zhubu!"
joke!
If anything happens to Chief Lin, they will be skinned alive by their lord when they return!
Unexpectedly, the next moment, an astonishing literary aura burst out from under the cliff, and Lin Feng's voice could be faintly heard.
"Sink into water and into fire!"
This was followed by a series of explosions.
The sound reached the top of the cliff, and the gravel underfoot shook.
Mysterious Scribe: "..."
He no longer had time to think about who Xiao Lang's master was. Yan Ling used this sword to take an unconventional approach and also jumped down. When falling, he used Yan Ling's light body and used the cliff to slow down his falling speed. After a few breaths, he steadily caught up with Lin Feng.
The guard left on the top of the cliff: "..."
The mysterious scholar gracefully landed halfway up the cliff, where there was a huge rock platform protruding outwards.
It can accommodate more than ten people.
He waved his sleeves, calling for a breeze to blow away the dust.
Then she saw a strong man with blood gushing out of his seven orifices lying at her feet, and not far away was a young man from the Shiwu tribe. Judging from Lin Feng's expression, the so-called "big fish" should be him. The mysterious scholar coughed twice because of the dust.
Question: "You spent so much effort just for this?"
Lin Feng did not answer, but squatted down and stretched out his hand to pinch the chin of the sleeping boy with his fingers. The cold light of the lonely moon shone on his face, outlining an extremely delicate and elegant face. His eyebrows were still full of youthful vigor.
The mysterious scribe glanced at it.
Said: "She is very good-looking."
His eye sockets are deep, his facial features are elegant and wild, he is definitely a young man who can make the ladies blush. Look, his peaceful look with his eyes closed can also inspire the love of others. Lin Feng finally responded.
"It's just a pretty face."
Mysterious scribe: “???”
I don't know if it's because his ears are not working, but the young man's voice seems a little strange, like he can't help but tremble in ecstasy. That kind of fanatical and extreme emotion even affects the rhythm of the heaven and earth energy around the young man.
He asked, "Caught? Tied?"
Lin Feng sneered: "Kill him!"
A cold light flashed.
She pulled a dagger from her sleeve and drew it.
Stab the boy hard in the heart!
Blood gushed out from the wound.
The boy, who had been unable to wake up no matter how hard he tried, suddenly opened his eyes. He seemed to have not yet reacted to what had happened. Lin Feng's familiar face suddenly entered his sight, and a thought quickly flashed through his mind -
Wasn't he asking for information just now
Why did Lin Feng suddenly appear
"you-"
But when he felt the tearing pain in his left chest and his blood quickly turned cold, he realized that Lin Feng was trying to kill him. The force of the dagger piercing his chest not only pierced through his chest and back, but also pierced into the ground where he was lying.
His eyes opened wider and wider, and his eyeballs almost bulged out of their sockets.
Lin Feng didn't bother to know his last words.
She only smiled sweetly, but her words were colder than the wind at high altitude: "I finally found you!"
That gentle tone is better than the tender whispers of lovers.
The mysterious scribe on one side looked even more confused.
Ah, this...
Is there any personal grudge or hatred
"you… "
The young man opened his mouth with all his strength, trying to get up and push Lin Feng away, while turning his Danfu Wudan, frantically circulating the martial energy in his meridians. Lin Feng noticed his movements, mercilessly pulled out the dagger and stabbed his Danfu position again.
Hold the dagger tightly and stir it in the wound.
Blood gushed out from the wound, staining most of Lin Feng's face. But she didn't even close her eyes. She held his body with one hand to prevent him from moving, and with the other hand she held the dagger and tore the wound wantonly. In the eyes of the young man, she was no different from a demon from hell!
The stalemate lasted for dozens of breaths.
Before he died, Lin Feng said in a voice as gentle and soft as a friend: "Don't worry, your brothers and sisters, parents and relatives will meet you on the road to the underworld soon! Your Highness, the Twelfth Prince!"
The young man's eyes were like copper bells, unwilling to die.
He died with his eyes open!
Under the watchful eyes of the mysterious scholar, the young man cut off the boy's head with his own hands, grabbed the head dripping with blood, stood up and breathed a sigh of relief. He turned his head and smiled: "Sir, do you have any questions?"
Mysterious Scribe: "..."
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