a ruthless swordsman

130.

I stayed.

When talking with him before, the voice was extremely low, even if Xie Ling eavesdropped outside, he might not be able to hear the content of the conversation clearly.

Not necessarily later.

I think Xie Ling has a bit of brains.

He probably guessed how I relieved the third senior brother from the medicine.

But he happens to be a child at heart.

This is not a matter of whether Xie Ling is furious or not, he has nothing to be angry about, even if I really have an affair with the third senior brother, I don't want to do anything about it.

It's a question of embarrassment.

I think I'd better bang my head against the wall of the inn.

131.

I was stunned for a moment, and when I came back to my senses, Ning Qianzhong changed her posture coquettishly.

Resting his chin with one hand, he looked at me with a smile in his eyes.

wrong.

Where did he put his hand on his chin?

It's even more wrong.

How did his acupoints get unlocked?

Ning Qianzhong bent his fingers, threw a hollow bell out of thin air, and hit my Yamen acupoint firmly.

I opened my mouth, but couldn't say a word.

132.

The way of heaven is reincarnation, how did Ning Qianzhong get to the inn, and how I was kidnapped by him to leave the inn.

It was the time when the inn was noisy, people were coming and going in the inn, Ning Qianzhong quietly opened the small window behind the screen, and jumped out of the window with me in his arms, without disturbing anyone.

He dragged a coachman nearby and asked him to lead a tall horse tremblingly out of the stable.The horse was put on the carriage, and the coachman followed his instructions to drive. Ning Qianzhong pushed me into the carriage, and he himself followed.

He's pretty smart.

If the two of them were flying over the eaves and walls on the street, they would definitely attract the attention of passers-by, and if they were replaced by a carriage, they could leave the city without anyone noticing.

"Don't you want to know Lin Qing's whereabouts?" Ning Qianzhong flicked the hem of his clothes, untied my dumb acupoint, and said with a sneer, "You will be reunited with his senior brother later."

The scent of incense powder on his body was particularly pungent, and I suspected that he would use the concocted incense to deal with people again, and once again used the method of restraining breath, letting him vent his grievances, I just didn't answer.

The two are in the same carriage, no matter how far they are, they can't go far.Ning Qianzhong quickly realized that my silence was too long this time, so he pinched my chin and asked me to answer his words.

I had no choice but to say: "Then I will go with you to see him."

Ning Qianzhong laughed back in anger: "You are optimistic, I am afraid that you will not be able to speak eloquently when you reach the boundary of my teaching!"

Oh, it's to Deadwood Sect.

An unexpected harvest, it turns out that the Dead Wood Sect also has branches near the capital.

The carriage drove steadily out of the city, Ning Qianzhong pulled out a piece of silk from his sleeve, cast it over my eyes, then poked his head out to show the driver the direction, not knowing which wilderness he was going to.

In fact, there is no need, it is getting late, and I may not be able to remember exactly the way I came.

He grabbed me by the collar and dragged me out of the carriage. Although I couldn't see, my ears were still bright.What's more, the sound of the silver bell that never leaves his body, after a while, the coachman only heard a cry of pain, and then fell silent.

My heart skipped a beat and I immediately asked, "What did you do?"

"What's the fuss?" Ning Qianzhong grabbed me and walked forward, his thin voice was very clear in the empty valley, "If you don't seal his mouth, what if he goes out and yells?"

I stopped talking.

Ning Qianzhong smiled and said: "Why, are you afraid?"

What are you afraid of, anyway, you won't die for a while.If he really wanted to tell me to die, he would have done it at the inn, he would have left my life as a bait to catch the third senior brother and Xie Ling to throw himself into the net.

Ning Qianzhong will not know, I am not as afraid of death as ordinary people.

Going forward, there seem to be two iron fences under your feet.

Ning Qianzhong opened the fence with a wave of his palm, and a cold voice came into my head from the ear canal: "I heard that you are old with the leader?"

If you're talking about something that the whole world knows about, then let's just count it.

He was probably talking about the incident at Lingxiao Mountain Villa two years ago. This incident was just Jiang Yufeng's small trick to step on me to build up my prestige. It was passed around. My role in it is not important. That part of it.

Later I heard that Min Jin's life in Jingdaomen was very difficult. It was funny to say that he originally wanted to vent his anger on behalf of his master, but he was very unlucky and messed up the matter. Even his master regarded him as a disgrace to the sect.

After all, the disciples of the Jingdao Sect kidnapped the leader's son in order to blame the leader of the Demon Cult that everyone despises. It doesn't sound like something that a white person should do.

I couldn't figure out the meaning of Ning Qianzhong's words, so I replied casually: "Fate."

Although it is summer, the wind is still cool in the morning and evening.A gust of night wind passed through the hall, Ning Qianzhong said with a sinister smile: "But the leader seems to be very concerned about you, it's fine if you have no affair with Li Yanxing, I'll make a favor and send you to the leader as a pet Maybe the leader will be willing to help me win Li Yanxing."

133.

?

From the leader to the left protector are all broken sleeves, your Deadwood Sect might as well be called the Longyang Sect.

It sounds more upright!

134.

In his previous life, he had never heard of Jiang Yufeng's habit of sharing peaches.

In this life, even a little bit of rumors on Fengyue have not been spread.

I suspect that Ning Qianzhong is obsessed with dual cultivation, and can't think of anything else in his mind.

With the sound of water trickling down beside my ear, Ning Qianzhong held my shoulders and pushed me into a stone room. I was unsteady and staggered on my feet. I barely stood firm by holding on to the stone wall.

I raised my hand to take off the silk, and a thought came to my mind.

You Deadwood Sect may really be short of money, and the accommodation environment is too harsh.

The four walls are full of pitted hard rocks, and a hard stone bed is placed on the edge of the inner stone wall, which is tightly attached to the base of the wall. It is more like a place for practicing martial arts than a living room.

I reached out and touched the stone bed, it was clean and dust-free, and someone had indeed been there recently.

Ning Qianzhong walked away arrogantly, leaving me standing in such an empty stone room, I don't know what to do.

Sit down, I am afraid that there will be some mechanism on the stone bed.

Then stand still.

Boring, I walked around the four walls, touched all the stone walls within reach, and came to a conclusion that it was useless.

The walls are covered with deep and shallow scratches, which can be seen at a glance from external forces.

It really seems like it's just a practice room.

I stared at the stone wall in a daze, as if I had been reprimanded by my father when I was a child, thinking about my mistakes with aggrieved ground.

Oh my god, hurry up and find someone to come in, even if it's Jiang Yufeng.

135.

I'm afraid I'm really God's godson.

Before the words in his heart fell, the stone door behind him suddenly opened.

I hastily turned around and saw a masked man standing upright.

Fuck, it really is Jiang Yufeng.

136.

Over the past two years, I occasionally dreamed back at midnight, and Jiang Yufeng would appear in my dreams.

Of course, none of these were auspicious dreams.

After waking up, I will go to talk to my brothers who often go down the mountain, and ask about Jiang Yufeng's current situation.

Unfortunately, not only did he not die, but he is still alive and well.

No matter who goes to the battle post, whether it's an open move or an ambush or a sneak attack, he has never lost once.

The more I listened, the angrier I became, so I stopped asking.

Anyway, he is in Lin'an City, and I am in Cuifeng Mountain. Although they are not far away, they do not interfere with each other.

I never expected that when I saw Jiang Yufeng again, the first thing he said to me was——

"roll."

Damn, you think I'm thinking of this damn place, you think I'm dying to see you?

To tell you the truth, I was really dumbfounded by his one word, I stood there in a daze, and it took me a while to react.

Get out, get out, I wish for it!

I lowered my head and passed by Jiang Yufeng's side, fearing that he would change his mind at the next sentence, and hurriedly walked towards Shimen.Unexpectedly, Jiang Yufeng grabbed my forearm violently, blocking my way forcibly.

He held my chin to make me look up, squinted his eyes for a moment, "Short?"

Oops.

No wonder they told me to get out as soon as I entered the door. It turned out that they didn't recognize me.If I had known earlier, I shouldn't have been stunned for a moment, and no matter how regretful I am, it won't help.

I couldn't help sighing, and complained, "I'm not a dwarf anymore."

Jiang Yufeng smiled, grabbed me with one hand, and gently slapped me with the other hand, sealing the square stone room again.

After two years of absence, not only did my enemy not die, but my internal strength grew stronger.That stone gate weighed more than a thousand catties at least, and it was closed effortlessly under Jiang Yufeng's hands.

He stared at me for a while, as if confirming my statement: "It has indeed grown taller."

I replied bluntly: "You are getting old too."

"I'm wearing a mask, how did you come to that conclusion?"

I raised my eyelids, determined to fight him: "I've lived two years longer, isn't Uncle Jiang getting old?"

I have to say that I imitated Xie Ling's yin and yang tone of voice really well.Uncle Jiang said the three words eloquently, as if Jiang Yufeng was really old.

But he was still in high spirits, not even half tired.

It was only me who was angry in my heart.

Jiang Yufeng raised his hand to take off the mask, and warm breath came to his face: "Then take a closer look, Uncle Jiang hasn't aged after all."