League of Legends: Queen Ashe, please help

Seeing Balk coming with his tribe, Ling Feng turned around and entered the corridor, walked to the second room, kicked open the wooden door, and suddenly a black shadow flew over. Ling Feng reacted very quickly, and the Bing Shang in his hand was smooth. With a wave, a stream of blood spilled diagonally on the wall. A naked woman lay on the ground twitching. Ling Feng's knife stabbed the woman's chest accurately.

"Who are you?" An old man with a fat head and a beard on the bed stared coldly at Ling Feng, while another girl with a hot body next to him was hiding in the corner of the bed and shivering.

Ling Feng didn't say much, and a handful of Bing Shang in his hand went straight to the old man's face, "Dang..." The Bing Shang in Ling Feng's hand hit a hard object and was bounced out. Ling Feng He reacted very quickly. He touched the wall with his toes, turned his body backwards hard, and a huge hammer rubbed his scalp.

After Ling Feng pulled away, he realized that two hammers had appeared in the old man's hand. If he had reacted a little slower just now, his head might have been blown off by the hammer.

"You're a little kid with no hair, you're still a little tender in front of me!" The old man showed his big yellow teeth, his eyes full of teasing.

Ling Feng took a deep breath and the magic in his body started to work. At this time, the old man put away his contemptuous eyes and looked at Ling Feng in surprise and said: "Huh... I didn't expect that he is still a little magician. Magic is such a thing. It’s not that manipulative, if this is your trump card to kill me, then you are really stupid.”

Ling Feng ignored it at all, and instantly mobilized the magic in his body, operating it to the extreme. Although Ling Feng was a little stronger than the old man in the use of magic, Ling Feng was simply a blank sheet of paper when it came to the use of magic.

"Huh..." Ling Feng jumped up and drew the knife so fast that it even left an afterimage in the air.

The old man's expression changed, and he raised the hammer, "Dang..." When the tip of Ling Feng's knife touched the hammer, his body spun rapidly like a top, and the attack trajectory changed directly. He raised the tip of the knife and hit the old man. abdomen.

The old man raised his feet to avoid the blade, and at the same time bumped his shoulder hard against Ling Feng. At this time, Ling Feng was surprised to find that the muscles of the old man's body bulged, and the hammer in his hand protected the vital points of his body airtight. Ling Feng secretly said: Trouble.

Ling Feng relied on his flexible body skills to use his sword in a strange way, wrapping around the old man. He originally planned to fight quickly, but the old man reacted and could only delay the old man, otherwise the old man's strength would be enough to inflict heavy damage to Balke and the others.

After a fierce fight, the noise outside gradually weakened. Occasionally, a few screams sounded, which made people shudder. For the old man, the weakening sound of the fight outside made him more and more uneasy, because he didn't know clearly. How many people did the young man in front of him bring? If his tribe had the advantage, someone would definitely come to help him. But until now, no one has come in. That means that his tribe outside has been overwhelmed or has been killed and injured.

Thinking of this, the old man felt even more angry. He managed to survive here with his tribe, but unexpectedly the boat capsized in the ditch. Ling Feng looked at the old man whose defenses were becoming more and more messy, and couldn't help but judge the old man in his heart. death penalty.

After more than ten minutes, the sporadic sounds of fighting outside disappeared. The old man felt desperate. He suddenly stopped when Ling Feng stood three steps away and looked at him. The desire to survive in his heart increased greatly, and the iron in his hand The hammer went straight to Ling Feng's head. The hammer came through the wind, but Ling Feng made no move. Looking at Ling Feng with a smile on his face, the old man was shocked because his hammer would definitely break Ling Feng's head. Head, but the other party acted like a fool and had no defense at all. Could an eight or nine-year-old magician be a fool? It's definitely not the case, which proves that Ling Feng is absolutely sure that the hammer can't kill him.

The old man suddenly felt a wave of magic behind him and a sharp pain in his chest. He looked down and saw an ice spike piercing his chest. Then his waist tightened and his body flew out uncontrollably and hit the wall. Before he died, he saw a woman with an proud figure standing by the window, holding a whip exuding a magical aura in her hand.

Ling Feng smiled and said, "Sister, you came just in time!"

Serena looked at Ling Feng and was very surprised. She had deliberately suppressed her breath to the lowest level, but she didn't expect that Ling Feng would still sense her, and it was during a fierce fight with someone.

"I didn't expect that you are also a magician. You hide it well enough, but your magic control is really bad. If I had the assassination skills you just had, he would have been a corpse long ago." Serena rolled her eyes at Ling Feng .

Ling Feng scratched his head helplessly. Magic was indeed his shortcoming. Serena looked at the naked woman on the bed, patted Ling Feng's head, and said, "What are you looking at? Just a little kid, get out."

Ling Feng was very 'obedient' and was thrown out by Serena. When he arrived at the door, he met Balk. After seeing Ling Feng, he said sadly: "Anku, Bunir, Osmond, Bolen and others. Weed is dead and a few others are injured.”

Ling Feng walked into the hall. A group of children looked at Ling Feng covered in blood. There were corpses lying on the ground. Ling Feng took a deep breath and said: "From today on, this tavern will be our home. What we have to do is to defend this place, just like the people in the Ataro tribe protect our tribe."

"Protect the tribe, protect the tribe..." A firm yet childish voice sounded in the hall.

Lingfeng cleared his throat and said, "Do you know why we chose to kill the people of the Mataya tribe? Because they robbed many women for their desire to be beasts, and eleven girls died in just seven days. Tavern.”

After Balk heard this, he pierced the corpse of the Mataya tribesman next to him with the blade in his hand. Looking at everyone's angry eyes, Lingfeng waved his hands and said, "From now on, we will be the ones to run this place. Clean it up, get rid of the bodies, and then there’s food in there.”

"Okay..." As soon as they talked about food, everyone seemed to have forgotten the hell-like bloody scene here.

Large barrels of clean water washed the ground, and all the corpses of the Mataya tribe had been discarded. The addition of more than a dozen corpses in this war-torn frontier city did not attract anyone's attention. When it was dawn, the entire tavern had been occupied. After the cleaning was done, all the people in the tribe cleared away the food in the kitchen and went to find their own rooms to sleep.

Ling Feng was sitting on the second floor looking at the snowflakes falling outside. Balk and Harris came over. Balk said sincerely: "Thank you, Ling Feng. If it weren't for you, we really don't know if we could have survived." This snow season!”

This tavern has indeed allowed the tribesmen to find support. Everyone no longer lives on their own as before. Everyone has something to truly protect in their hearts. Ling Feng said tiredly: "Don't thank me for anything. This is what they risked their lives for." Come down!"

Bucker took off the fangs left by Chief Berg from his neck and said, "Lingfeng, be the leader of our Ataro tribe!"