Don't disturb my cultivation of immortals before transmigrating quickly

The night is dark and the wind is high, and the bright moon hangs on the treetops.

Lin Feng originally came out with Zhan Wushuang in the morning, but unexpectedly, the sourdough pork knuckle on the street was so delicious that it attracted his attention away from Zhan Wushuang.The world is impermanent, and Lin Feng never thought that he would lose his goal because of eating. He sighed twice, and unswervingly went to pick up the sauce elbow and ordered a plate of pig ears and a small glass of sake.

After eating, Lin Feng took a stroll to digest food, and was just about to go to Zhan Wushuang, when he looked up, the sun was shining, and it was noon, so he went to eat another bowl of wontons.

After lunch, Lin Feng made up his mind to look for Zhan Wushuang, bought a cup of corn mush and walked down the street to look slowly.Of course, he used his spiritual sense to search for it, but limited by the rules of the plane, the search range of his spiritual sense is not large, comparable to a general's mansion, so he found it from the afternoon to the evening.

Contrary to what Lin Feng thought, he originally thought that Zhan Wushuang should handle military affairs in the military tent on the training ground, but in fact he found Zhan Wushuang in the darkroom of a restaurant.If it weren't for his spiritual sense to control it, he probably wouldn't have thought that there was a dark room hidden between the private room on the top floor of the restaurant and the sundry attic above.

The darkroom was very short, and Lin Feng felt that it was probably a head shorter than Zhan Wushuang.The result of the mental scan showed that Zhan Wushuang was sitting in the darkroom, and there was a man sitting opposite him.Lin Feng couldn't find the door to the darkroom, it must be some mechanism, so Lin Feng had no choice but to climb up to the attic and lean down on the ground to listen carefully.

The hearing of those blessed with spiritual power is obviously stronger than that of ordinary people. The sound transmitted through the wooden board to Lin Feng's ears is not clear, and he heard vaguely "poison..." "ghost doctor..." "Emperor..." "It can't be the same Night Kingdom Struggle..."

Lin Feng was a little surprised. He guessed that Zhan Wushuang might want to rebel. It's not that he has never seen courtiers rebelling. The emperor was loyal and poisoned. Most of them would not survive two chapters.To his surprise, the poison was given by the emperor.The Emperor of the Ye Kingdom is old, and during his reign, he has never had any great political achievements. It doesn't seem that he poisoned Zhan Wushuang because he was afraid of Zhan Wushuang's great achievements. Started during the war between the two countries.

Before Lin Feng could figure it out, a sharp sword pierced the wooden board beside him.He secretly thought that it was not good, and hurriedly dodged to go down the ladder, and no one knew who it was when he mixed into the crowd.

Who would have thought that before stepping out of the attic, his divine sense scanned and found that Zhan Wushuang went directly from the middle of the darkroom to the private room downstairs.The dark room mechanism is not on the side of the ladder, nor on the attic, but on the ceiling of the private room.

Lin Feng couldn't get out now, so in a hurry, he pinched a fire formula and burned it with his fingertips, drew a circle towards the attic baffle, directly burned the back wall of the restaurant and stepped out.

With the help of spiritual energy, Lin Feng didn't fall straight down and became paralyzed.

Spiritual power and internal power are different.Internal strength is very similar to the cultivation of the body before the Golden Elixir, which focuses on physical exercise and the concentration of breath.Internal force follows the body, while spiritual energy exists in the Nascent Soul after the Nascent Soul.Warriors control their breath and use their internal strength to cooperate with their usual agility training. Lightness kung fu can naturally achieve the effect of flying over eaves and walls.Lin Feng can't do it, Lin Ruoqing's physical quality is not high, Lin Feng used to be a magician, and he didn't practice agility. The Department of Laws consumes a lot of spiritual energy.The aura of the Jindan stage cannot support Lin Feng to walk through the air.

This meant that Lin Feng was about to be caught up.

It was not Zhan Wushuang who was about to catch up with Lin Feng, but the man opposite Zhan Wushuang.The man quickly narrowed the distance between him and Lin Feng. When jumping among the rubble of the eaves, his figure was as vigorous as a leopard. The needle shot out silently, aiming straight at Lin Feng's shoulders and back spine.

Lin Feng turned sideways quickly, but he jumped on a roof tile. The third needle couldn't avoid it. Fortunately, after jumping up, he didn't pierce his waist, but pierced his thigh.

There was no time to rejoice, Lin Feng temporarily used spiritual energy to force out a long needle to seal the blood, the needle was coated with anesthesia, if the blood was allowed to circulate, the thigh would become paralyzed later, and Lin Feng would really be unable to run away.

Zhan Wushuang had also caught up at this time, and stabbed with his sword, only then did Lin Feng realize that it was not a long sword that almost stabbed him in the attic just now, but a short sword that could be tucked in the sleeve. The reflection of the moonlight caused Lin Feng's eyes to narrow slightly.

Lin Feng covered his hands with aura, and grabbed Zhan Wushuang's dagger with his bare hands.Presumably this is not Zhan Wushuang's common weapon. Although it has strength, it is somewhat inconsistent in swordsmanship. The short sword is not suitable for wide opening and closing.

Zhan Wushuang was taken aback, he was amazed that the person in front of him was thin and unstable, but he was able to catch his attack with his bare hands, without the slightest wound on his palm, with such deep internal strength, his steps should not be erratic.

Zhan Wushuang drew out his dagger, and struck again with his backhand, which was blocked by Lin Feng as expected, but his real purpose was not for this, but to gather internal force with his left hand and slash fiercely towards Lin Feng's face.

Half of the mask fell off, exposing Lin Feng's nose and chin.This is because Lin Feng was afraid of being discovered, so he bought a mask at random on the street. After buying the mask, he bought a piece of ink to blacken the mask, so that Zhan Wushuang could not judge where he bought the mask from the pattern on the mask. It cannot be judged who bought the ink by the most common ink.

Lin Feng's surprise here was by no means less than Zhan Wushuang's. Zhan Wushuang's legs could move. His judgment would never be wrong. The toxin clearly accumulated on Zhan Wushuang's knees and could not be evacuated.

Lin Feng had no intention of fighting, his aura was already consumed a lot today by searching for Zhan Wushuang's position, using spells and using lightness skills.Now that he has to fight with Zhan Wushuang and guard against another person's silver needle, and the blood in his legs has been sealed for a long time without circulation, Lin Feng's body is too much for him, he wants to escape.

If a person has an intention to flee in battle, his opponent can detect it earlier than him.

The man next to Zhan Wushuang wanted to continue the pursuit, but Zhan Wushuang stopped him.

"This person can find the location of the darkroom, avoid you and me from eavesdropping, is not affected by your anesthetic, and can even receive moves with bare hands without getting hurt. Even if his lightness skill is extremely poor, he should not pursue him deeply. .This man is unfathomable."

"Just let it go? He heard something he shouldn't have heard."

The man closed the fan and put it back on his waist. Although he disagreed with Zhan Wushuang, he didn't continue to chase.

"It doesn't matter, he's not from the emperor's side. There can't be such a powerful person on the emperor's side, but I can't get a little bit of wind. And he knows that I have a leg injury, and the look in his eyes when he sees me chasing me is pure surprise." Curiosity, no malice, most likely not an enemy."

Zhan Wushuang stretched out his hand, motioning for the man to carry him back.

"You shouldn't be chasing after me, can't you just sit still, you're so heavy. I think you'll be in pain and unable to move for a few days when you go back."

The man cast a helpless look at Zhan Wushuang, and obeyed his orders to carry him.

Zhan Wushuang's leg was sealed with a silver needle to prevent the toxin from spreading. He forced the silver needle out. Although he could move temporarily, the toxin spread. Already pale beyond recognition.

"Although the man is thin and small, his eyes and the outline of his chin look like a man."

"Well, I still smell like rice porridge and stewed pork."

"If you keep doing this, the toxin can't even restrain my needle."

"Go to the ghost doctor and increase the manpower."

When Zhan Wushuang returned home, he found that Lin Feng had just taken a shower and was sitting by the bed waiting for him, and there was still a faint scent on his body.

"That's not necessary, this general is not interested in you."

Lin Feng faked a smile, he just sat down after taking a bath, he was not waiting for him at all, his spiritual energy was consumed too much, and he couldn't soften the contours of his face, so he could only apply some powder to rest his eyebrows and eyes, the fragrance was all Creamy fragrance.

Lin Feng was not afraid that Zhan Wushuang would be interested in him.

He was afraid that Zhan Wushuang would be interested in the taste of sauced pork knuckle.