Swordsman Jianghu【Rebirth】

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"Brother, look, is that a disciple of the Kongtong Sect?" Feng Yan and Su Qing were sitting in a tea shed by the side of the road at this moment. They were about to leave for the Kongtong Sect after breakfast this morning, and happened to pass by this place. Rest in the tea shed.

"Well, it should be." Su Qing followed his line of sight and saw that three younger-looking disciples were leading three horses and carrying packages on their backs. It seemed that they also planned to rest here.

"Boss, I want a pot of tea and six steamed buns!" The leader of the Kongtong sect disciple shouted, took off his burden and put it on the table, wiped his sweat, "I'm exhausted after walking so far."

"Don't talk about it, eat it quickly and go back, the senior brother told me not to stay outside for too long." Another disciple said.

"It's not Li Dahai's spies of the Devil's Cult! Otherwise, why would we have to go so far away because we couldn't buy medicine in the town? Now everyone thinks that we are in collusion with the Devil's Cult, and they took the opportunity to squeeze us out and not cooperate with us." ,I'm furious!"

Feng Yan listened to their conversation quietly. It seems that they should have been targeted by some people because of the incident at the Yunlai Inn in Baishi Town, which is not surprising. People, it's always like this. Many people came to step on it.The Kongtong faction has a lot of power, and swallowing it can strengthen itself.

"Shopkeeper, pay the bill." Feng Yan called out crisply, put down the money and followed the senior brother.Su Qing led the horse, turned around and held his hand, looked at his flushed face, and said softly, "Are you tired?"

Feng Yan shook his head, he was nestled in his senior brother's arms all the way, how could he be tired? "Brother, how long is it?"

"Hurry up, just climb over this mountain." Su Qing put his arms around his waist, hugged him onto the horse, stepped up himself, dug out a bunch of candied haws from the ring space and handed it to him, "Sit down and rest In a moment, it will be here soon."

Feng Yan was coaxed into obedience, and he was really obedient, biting candied haws with relish on the horse. For more than half a month, they were always on their way, but the senior brother would always buy him some snacks to eat on the horse. Sometimes it is sugar people, sometimes it is candied haws, and sometimes it is fruit.

Su Qing kept driving the horse neither too fast nor too slow, but it felt like an outing on this quiet mountain road.

Feng Yan still had a candied gourd stuffed in his mouth, and he was still holding it in his hand. He suddenly moved his ears, and said vaguely: "Brother, there are people fighting in front." In front of this grove is the mountain gate of the Kongtong sect. So it is a necessary place, did not expect someone to fight here?

Su Qing rubbed his head to show that he understood, and rode forward, and saw two groups of people not far away were arguing endlessly, one side was the disciples of the Kongtong sect they met just now, one of them was Qingcheng Mountain, Su Qing had no intention of participating in these matters, but just watched from afar.

"Get out of the way. I want your head to give an explanation. If it wasn't for your connivance with Li Dahai, the spy of the Demon Cult, how could our head die from serious injuries?" said a disciple of Mount Qingcheng.

The disciples of the Kongtong faction here have been targeted for a long time, and they have long held their breath in their hearts. Now they are stopped at the door of their own house, and they immediately fight with them.

Feng Yan spat out a fruit core lightly, a little surprised: "What did they mean just now that the head of Qingcheng Mountain is dead?"

"Maybe." Su Qing put his arms around him, glanced around, and suddenly a faint fragrance wafted in the wind, and his expression condensed a lot, it was Luo Hong from the Demon Cult.Sure enough, the people on the field gradually became exhausted and fainted, even the horses they were riding passed out. He held his breath, and abandoned the horses with his arms around them. Also coming?

Feng Yan also sensed the faint fragrance in the wind, but because of the Qingxin Pill, he didn't feel uncomfortable. He looked at his senior brother who was hugging him with some worry, and unconsciously clenched his hand. Su Qing lowered his head and said in a deep voice: "I'm fine, you pretend to lie on me."

Feng Yan understood his brother's intentions in an instant, pretended to be in a coma after being poisoned, and fell asleep on his shoulder, but his spiritual sense secretly noticed his surroundings.

Su Qing came after the source of the dark fragrance, but he could only see a red afterimage. It seemed that he was a step too late. Luohong is good at poison, but his cultivation level is not high, so he has been in the dark all the time. Don't take it lightly.

Su Qing and the others returned to the original place, and found that the people on the field were just unconscious, so they ignored them, and the two went directly into the Kongtong faction.

The whole place of the Kongtong faction was very quiet, many disciples fell on the ground, Feng Yan stepped forward to detect their breath, then turned his head and blinked his eyes: "They are all just in a coma, there shouldn't be any serious problems. Brother, let's go separately Find Zuo Jiang, if he is really under control, he should be somewhere here."

Su Qing nodded, handed him a bottle of antidote, and squeezed his palm: "Be careful, if you can't find it, please let me know with the messenger talisman."

"En!" Feng Yan nodded obediently, put the antidote into his arms, and ran to the left.After Su Qing waited for him to leave, he also went in the opposite direction.

Feng Yan trotted all the way to the main hall, staring at the surrounding vigilantly with his spiritual sense. He didn't even look at the unconscious disciples along the way, so what's the matter with him?But daddy asked, he was still willing to save that Zuo Jiang's life.

Zuo Yifeng glared bitterly at the man in Tsing Yi in front of him. What he held in his hand was the token of the head of the Kongtong Sect. It was not only the inheritance of the sect for hundreds of years, but more importantly, it was a A secret that no one knows except the head!But he was no match for this person at all, let alone he was poisoned now.

Luo Qing admired the token, and curled her lips in satisfaction: "Thank you Mr. Zuo for giving up, I accept it with a smile—"

It's just that before the words were finished, the token in his hand was taken away by a white afterimage. Luo Qing stared at the figure, and when he saw it clearly, he was a little surprised, and then he didn't notice the breath of other people. At that moment, his lips raised in an unclear manner, and the little doll came to the door by himself.

Feng Yan rushed here when they were fighting, held his breath and hid beside him, and then he took the token back. He picked it up to look at it, and muttered: "So ugly? It's different from mine. "

Zuo Yifeng looked at the young boy who appeared suddenly, and there was a glimmer of hope in his heart, but he couldn't feel his aura. It was impossible for such a young child to beat this seventh-level swordsman, so he could only be anxious Said: "Little brother, hurry up, you are not his opponent."

Feng Yan ignored him, put the token in his pocket, turned his hand and took out the Ice Soul Sword, looked at Luo Qing, and suddenly bent his lips: "Are you injured?"

Now he is only one level away from Luo Qing, and it is okay to fight hard, not to mention that he still has the hidden weapon given by his senior brother, and his senior brother will come, but the faint smell of blood and medicine in the air makes him feel nervous. Confidence, it's just right to be injured, he has never been a gentleman, taking advantage of others' danger is what he will do.

When Luo Qing heard this, her face darkened, and she sneered: "Young Sect Master, your senior brother is not here today, so you should speak well."

Feng Yan tilted his head and bent his lips: "I never show mercy, you should worry about yourself."

The author has something to say:

Mou Yan (angry): Who said that if my senior brother is not here, I am useless? ?

A certain patted his little meaty paw: It's useful, do you want candied haws?

Mouyan: Yes!

A certain author twisted his hips and went down to type~