Ling Zhaoyan hesitated, but the other two adjudicators did not hesitate.
When their companions were killed, they were naturally angry.
However, Zhou Fei was faster than them.
Draw a sword and deceive the body.
He came to the second adjudicator with the fastest speed.
The adjudicator immediately stepped back, and at the same time he sealed his hands, and a barrier appeared before him.
At the same time, several strands of white light that were as thin as hair wrapped around Zhou Fei.
Zhou Fei tapped the ground with his toes, leaping lightly like a bird, and white light passed under his feet, cutting the soles of his shoes.
Then he twisted his body and fell like a heavy hammer, resting his knees on the adjudicator's shoulders, his thighs clamped his head, and forcefully moved in the opposite direction.
Click.
Broken neck.
This person jumped forward, and Zhou Fei took the opportunity to jump forward too, wanting to jump on the third adjudicator.
But when he threw himself in front of the third adjudicator, he realized that he was hit.
This is just a phantom. The real adjudicator has quietly walked around behind Zhou Fei, holding a ball of white light in his hand, but the light released is a bit dazzling.
The expression is also extremely hideous.
As adjudicators who specialize in the execution of divine punishments, close combat skills are very weak, because they have never needed to fight close to people, and no one dares to fight close to them.
But today I just ran into such a weird thing.
Killed two people in the way they were least good at.
But the fighting skills are not strong, and the spells are not weak at all.
A simple phantom technique deceived Zhou Fei.
At this moment, he wants to purify Zhou Fei into powder with a great purification technique!
However, when the adjudicator raised his hand high, he felt a pain in his back and a cold in his chest.
He lowered his head, and saw half the point of the sword popping out of his chest.
There was still a little flesh on the tip of the sword, and the sticky blood dripped onto the black robe along the tip of the sword, and then it was completely absorbed.
In order to highlight the majesty of the adjudicators, the black robes they wore were blessed with spells. Any dirt that fell on it would be quickly absorbed, and then decomposed into dust invisible to the naked eye, which would automatically scatter as they walked.
Of course, there are also rumors that the original purpose of attaching spells to black robes is just that these judges are too lazy and don't want to change clothes frequently.
However, what the adjudicator did not expect was that their favorite clothes became their mourning clothes.
Zhou Fei tilted his head to look at Ling Zhaoyan who was standing behind the adjudicator, showing a smiling face.
Ling Zhaoyan's face was pale, and she couldn't believe it until now that she actually killed an adjudicator.
During the first operation on the grassland, Ling Zhaoyan really hated the guardians of the temple.
But that was just hate, not any doubt about the doctrine of the temple, even if he did not believe in the temple, he would not question the goddess and the light.
The adjudicator represents the light of the temple and the will of the goddess and the world. What they do is very different from that of the Guardians.
They are to eradicate the Demon Cult and to let the brilliance of the goddess spread throughout the great wilderness.
Ling Zhaoyan released the hilt and staggered back.
She covered her mouth, tears fell, her face was as pale as the first snow in the grassland.
Zhou Fei gathered the corpses of these adjudicators together, and then burned them clean.
Then he walked to the barbarian child, knelt down and touched his head: "I can't take you, so you have to live by yourself."
The eyes of the barbarian child were full of hate, and at the same time a little confused.
"You... good people, I will still take revenge. Thank you." The barbarian kid said this sentence with difficulty
Then he left without looking back.
He has to condense the corpses of his parents.
The road after that should be left alone.
Fortunately, barbarians have become accustomed to this. Many barbarians and children will be instilled in similar thoughts by their parents from the beginning of sensibility.
Parents will die one day, and children will have to be independent after all.
He will also teach him a lot of survival skills to ensure that they can grow up healthy after their father leaves.
This barbarian child looked only six or seven years old, but he had already mastered a lot of skills for survival.
Zhou Fei watched him leave without asking to help.
Some things have to be faced by one person after all.
After sending away the child, Zhou Fei came to Ling Zhaoyan's side.
He looked at the sword idiot with a playful look.
Zhou Fei really didn't expect that she would do it at the last minute.
"Do you want to vomit?" Zhou Fei said, "You feel sick?"
Ling Zhaoyan shook his head.
Zhou Fei said again, "Or, are you going to scold me?"
Ling Zhaoyan nodded and shook his head again.
Zhou Fei smiled: "Well, everyone has already been killed. It's no use thinking about it. If you have regrets, it's better to think about what you should do next."
"You don't regret it at all?" Ling Zhaoyan said: "For the barbarians, killed the temple adjudicator? If this matter is let the master know, you are not afraid that he will drive you out of the academy? Without the protection of the academy, the temple will kill you as if killing you. Pig dog."
Zhou Fei said faintly: "When you are born, you should know that there are some things you can do, and some things you can't do. I don't think the Master will expel me because of this, otherwise the Master would not go to the Garan Temple himself. Burned their front hall!"
Facing Zhou Fei's answer, Ling Zhaoyan was speechless for a while.
After a long time, she said: "Your college is a bunch of lunatics."
Zhou Fei said: "If you have a teacher, you have an apprentice. The master determines the temperament of the second floor of the academy. His old man walked up to the mountain with a pot of wine and a sword, and he was destined to break into the magical mountain gate alone. There is a heritage! I just killed a few temple adjudicators today, so what's the point?"
"Fine, I don't want to talk about this." Ling Zhaoyan sighed: "It's better to hurry up. It's important to find the secret record."
Zhou Fei stretched out his hand and pointed: "Did you see the mountains ahead? The secret record is probably hidden in the mountains."
"How did you know?" Ling Zhaoyan said.
"Guess." Zhou Fei smiled: "The vast grassland is not suitable for hiding things, unless it is to dig a huge underground cave. However, I have heard from Senior Sister Si before that the place where the elites of various countries found the magical gate, It's in the mountains. So the dark scroll is very likely to be in the mountains."
After Ling Zhaoyan was silent for a while, he actually believed.
Of course, it is also possible that she wants to leave this area as soon as possible.
Staying in the grassland always reminds her of many unpleasant things.
Zhou Fei earnestly persuaded: "Don't worry, we are doing this very secretly, and no one else sees it. That barbarian child won't betray us. So the people in the temple won't know."
Ling Zhaoyan said: "It doesn't matter whether you know it is no longer important, the important thing is that I personally killed one."
"Hey, my good girl, isn't it just an adjudicator? As for making you so worried? Are you worried that you will be punished by the Juggernaut when you go back?" Zhou Fei said.
"Young Master Zhou, can we not mention this? Let's hurry." Ling Zhaoyan said.
Zhou Fei shrugged and closed his mouth.
After they left, the group
Among the adjudicator's ashes, a white spot of light slowly floated, about the size of a quail egg, and after hovering in place for a while, it galloped toward the southwest.
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"There is such a beautiful place in the vast grassland. It is really unexpected, but it is a pity that such a beautiful scenery has been occupied by a group of nomads for a long time. It is really a waste of such a good scenery."
Yong Yan raised his hand and gently stroked a white pear flower.
The whole tree is full of pear blossoms, the fragrance is long and long, and it is not annoying, it is the right kind of fragrance.
And this tree is just a corner of the forest.
This mountain has been planted with pear trees and pear blossoms since the middle of the mountain.
"Report."
A soldier in armor ran over and knelt down on one knee about one foot behind Yong Yan: "His Royal Highness Qi, there is news from the temple that three adjudicators died in the grassland. The temple hopes that the prince can help Co-investigation."
Yong Yan put down his hand, but did not turn around: "The adjudicator is dead? Did the barbarians do it?"
"The temple said that it was not a barbarian who killed the adjudicator." The soldier said.
"Not a barbarian?"
Yong Yan smiled coldly: "Who is so bold that even the adjudicators of the temple dare to kill? Do you really think of yourself as Xin Zhige? Even the former Xin Zhige, those who killed the temple still cannot escape the fate of death. , What else did the temple say?"
The soldiers continued to report: "There is no redundant news from the temple, but there is news from the Wei Guo troops stationed at the border defense of Yan State."
"Oh? Let's talk about it." Yong Yan plucked a pear blossom, twisted his fingers slowly, his expression indifferent and he didn't know what he was thinking.
"The young master of the Dingjian Pavilion of the Ding Kingdom, the sword idiot Ling Zhaoyan, and the disciple of the second floor of Datang Academy, Zhou Fei, have not seen it in the camp for several days. He should have entered the grassland. It is very likely to be recorded from the secret of heaven. "The soldier said.
The Pear Blossom in Yong Yan's hand froze instantly, and then fell apart.
"Zhou Fei..."
This name once became Yong Yan's taboo, whoever mentions it will die.
Especially when he just returned from Tang to Wei, he couldn't even appear with the sound.
That period can be called the darkest time in Yong Yan's life.
He couldn't figure out how, he would lose to a rubbish who fixed the name of Chang'an's No. 1 waste material.
He couldn't figure it out, the master would rather accept a waste material as an apprentice than his own genius!
He couldn't figure it out. For two consecutive years, he lost in the last step.
Pride is like Yong Yan, how can you accept such a result.
After returning to Wei State, Yong Yan fell into deep despair for a while, feeling that he was just a waste material and not suitable for spiritual practice.
Until that woman appeared in his life.
Infatuated with Ge Qingfei.
A woman who is as gentle as water and gentle as jade.
She actually didn't like to talk, and spent most of the day in a daze at the sky, but it was this independent temperament that dragged Yong Yan out of the boundless hell.
The two can sit quietly all day without saying a word, just a look and a smile can understand each other's mind.
There is no more comfortable way to get along than this.
Yong Yan cheered up again. He put aside the burden of the past and went into battle lightly.
He went to the Tingxue Tower and worshipped the host Heng Yunzhe as his teacher.
Heng Yunzhe, master of the boundless realm, the first teacher in the Great Wilderness.
There is almost no rival in the same realm as the teacher.
The only one who can defeat Heng Yunzhe is the Master of the Academy.
(End of this chapter)