I want it all

Other than that, Shen Feiyun had other things to care about.

Yan Si said that Shi Hongying was "a fool on the wall" and "pleased both sides".

The emperor was critically ill, and the one in charge was either General Zhengxi Jian Yishan, or Prince Chen's son Jian Yichen.

Shen Feiyun always thought that according to the relationship between Shi Hongying and Jian Yishan, she would definitely support Jian Yishan without even thinking about it, but from Yan Si's words, it seemed that this was not the case.

Shi Hongying is very likely to have a relationship with Jian Yichen early on.

The Sacred Fire Cult colluded with Jian Yichen, Shen Feiyun had already confirmed this point in Mobei.

However, the Sacred Fire Sect in the Central Plains was acquired by the emperor. Before Mo Wuya passed away, the Sacred Fire Sect had already declined, so Mo Wuya took the risk, but unfortunately ended in failure.

From this point of view, there are two possibilities for Yan Si to beg Shi Hongying.

First, the Sacred Fire Sect is going to change people, from Jian Yichen's command to Jian Yishan's.

"No, it's impossible." Shen Feiyun shook his head and quickly rejected it.

He thought to himself: "As I thought, the Sacred Fire Sect has already arrived. Yesterday Su Lang played Jian Yishan and came here. Yan Si should talk to Su Lang. Why bother to beg Shi Hongying."

Thinking of this, he was almost sure that Shi Hongying did have a connection with Jian Yichen.

The main altar of the Sacred Fire Sect fell, Jian Yichen crossed the river and demolished the bridge, abandoning Yan Si and his party.Yan Si had no other choice, so he came to ask Shi Hongying, hoping to regain Jian Yichen's trust.

Shen Feiyun couldn't help laughing out loud, sarcastically: "I've known you for a long time, this is the first time I've seen you clearly..."

After speaking, he fixed his eyes on the hall.

Shi Hongying was fighting fiercely with Yan Si, iron spears and long knives collided with each other, there was a "clang clang" sound, and fireworks flew everywhere.

Few of the spectators were used to the Sacred Fire Cult, and all of them turned their hearts to Shi Hongying at this moment, applauding her and boosting their morale.

"The Sacred Fire Sect is rampant and domineering. It is time to teach them a lesson."

"Good marksmanship!"

"Governor Shi is heroic and valiant, a woman who does not give way to a man!"

Shen Feiyun had just figured out what Shi Hongying was like, now seeing her make a move, he couldn't help but put away his prejudice and secretly admired her.

Seeing Shi Hongying gaining the upper hand slowly, he had another doubt.

——Does Su Lang know that Shi Hongying is a fool?

——What did Su Lang say to Shi Hongying last night?

Before he could think of something, shouts from the whole room interrupted his train of thought.

Shen Feiyun restrained his mind and pretended to be ignorant, so as not to show his flaws in front of Shi Hongying.

Just now Shi Hongying pulled a very beautiful gun flower and pricked Yan Si's sleeve with one blow. This move was beyond reproach and was close to perfection.

Shen Feiyun applauded along with everyone, lazily said: "Good marksmanship."

As soon as he made a sound, people who had paid attention to him came over and asked his opinion: "Shen Daxia also thinks that Pavilion Master Shi's marksmanship is good?"

When Shen Feiyun heard the word "Shen Daxia", the unhappiness in his heart was eliminated by three points, and he was a little funny, thinking that it's a good thing that this person called him sincerely, unlike Su Chao who called him "Zhao Daxia".

Shen Feiyun fought against Li Changbai yesterday, showing his strength, everyone in the room thought he was not as good as him, and he was far behind.

They saw Shi Hongying and Yan Si fighting, and it was difficult to decide who would win, they only knew that Shi Hongying seemed to have the upper hand; unlike Shen Feiyun, who almost predicted the outcome from the beginning.

Everyone thought that Shen Feiyun praised Shi Hongying, so Shi Hongying's kung fu was indeed much better than them.

Seeing many people looking at him, Shen Feiyun explained: "Shi Hongying's iron spear is longer, and Yan Si knife is also longer than ordinary weapons, but not as good as iron spears. The length of weapons is particular."

"What's the point?"

Before he could continue, someone asked impatiently.

"If the plain fan used by Xiangxiang or the small knife used by Li Changbai are so short, the fight is to get close, so the lightness skill is very important. Once close to the body, the long weapon will restrain my hands and feet, and hinder me.

"But the iron spear is different from the long sword. The long sword is shorter than the iron spear, but it is not better than melee. Both are long-distance combat. Shi Hongying has the advantage in weapons first, this is the first."

Shen Feiyun spoke patiently and meticulously, and everyone combined Shi Hongying and Yan Si's competition to see that it was indeed the case.

If there is a first, there must be a second.

The man asked again: "What else?"

"And..." Shen Feiyun thought for a while, and organized his words, "Secondly, Shi Hongying's lightness kung fu is 'Luoying Colorful', and Yan Si's is 'Sacred Fire'."

"What's the difference between the two?"

"'Luoying Colorful' is majestic and majestic, while 'Holy Flame' is weird and weird. Therefore, it seems that Yan Si's steps are elusive, and Shi Hongying's can see through it; but on the contrary, Shi Hongying is steady and steady. Yes, Yan Si's changes are fast but easy to catch up."

As Shen Feiyun said, he pointed at Yan Si.

Sure enough, Yan Si was fickle, but once Shi Hongying made a move, he could aim at his foothold, the speed was faster, and the moves were steady but fierce.

Shen Feiyun smiled and said: "It's enough to win the martial arts competition. The stupidest way is often the smartest shortcut. Shi Hongying looks like a child's skill. She has been playing steadily since she was a child. She has practiced every move countless times, so every move is the most exquisite. .”

"Could it be that Yan Si became a monk halfway through?"

"No." Shen Feiyun categorically vetoed, "Yan Si also practiced martial arts since he was a child, but he couldn't master it, and later changed to martial arts. The long knife he uses now should be created by Mo Wuya and... Please hurry up , can be achieved quickly, but the foundation is not stable.”

After finishing speaking, Shen Feiyun frowned.

In the passage he just said, one person's name was omitted, and that was Xin Hanxue, the owner of Liuxiu City.

The kung fu created by Xin Hanxue and Mo Wuya is vicious and vicious, and it is really effective when combined with the tricks, but it is obvious that Yan Si does not understand the strange art of armor, so the effect is greatly reduced.

Shen Feiyun couldn't help being rejoicing. Fortunately, the master taught Xin Hanxue a lesson, telling him to restrain himself and know how to practice martial arts, otherwise he would use this set of kung fu to teach Su Lang, it would be really...

Thinking of Su Lang's mediocre martial arts, Shen Feiyun felt reckless.

If this is the case, maybe I won't be tempted to worry about it.

But Su Lang was outstanding.

Shen Feiyun's heart warmed up, and the smile on his face deepened.

At the end of the fight, Yan Si held on with one breath, and instead of being defeated immediately, he fought Shi Hongying out of the guest building and played recklessly in the snow.

The sky is already bright, and the chickens in the distance are also hoarse, returning to the cage early to rest.

The internal energy of the two was surging, and before the snow could get close, it transpired into hot air, rising indistinctly.

The wind and snow mixed with water mist overturned together, forming an extremely rare beauty.

Up to this point, Shen Feiyun had no choice but to admire these two people, and applauded sincerely.

Two hours later, Shi Hongying became impatient.

She originally thought that defeating Yan Si would only be a matter of a hundred moves, but she used nearly a thousand moves and used her kung fu several times. She was very familiar with each other's routines, but Yan Si was desperately refusing to admit defeat.

The opponent seemed to be immortal, but she didn't want to do the killing herself, which made the fight so anxious.

After a few hours, Shi Hongying was very angry, her internal energy was almost exhausted, because she was wearing thin clothes, she felt colder in the heavy snow, so the iron spear in her hand finally made a killing move.

Yan Si was already at a loss, trying his best to resist, but at the end of his strength, how could he resist again.

My life is over!

He closed his eyes, feeling resentful, but also a little relieved, this burden crushed him, and it was time to step down.

Death, for him, was nothing but reunion with his brothers in another place.It's just that he was a disciple of the Hand Slashing Cult during his lifetime, so I don't know if those people will recognize him.

"puff--"

There was a crisp sound, but the expected pain did not come as expected.

Yan Si waited for a while, and finally opened his eyes without feeling strange, and saw Shen Feiyun standing in front of him, restraining Shi Hongying's killer move for him.

"Enough." Shen Feiyun smiled, and tightly held Shi Hongying's iron spear with his right hand, just a little bit, the iron gun was about to sink into his throat.

He said helplessly: "Can't you see that Yan Si wants to die and refuses to admit defeat, so he wants you to kill him?"

Shi Hongying spat, her eyes turned red, and she cursed: "Go away, old lady! If he wants to die, I'll let him do it, so that you can feel sorry for him and beg for mercy for him?"

Shi Hongying is really strong, Shen Feiyun struggled to hold it, and couldn't continue to support it, so he used his internal strength and twisted it with all his strength.

An iron gun was in his hand, twisted like a bamboo pole by him, and split from the middle, the crack spread to the head and tail.

Shi Hongying's hand hurt from the shock, and because she didn't have much internal energy left, she immediately let go.

Shen Feiyun let out a long sigh of relief, waved his sleeves, threw away the iron gun, and stuck it in the snow.

"Forget that I owe you a favor..." Shen Feiyun stepped forward to comfort her, and patted Shi Hongying's shoulder lightly.

Although he guessed that Shi Hongying was a double-faced person, he understood the other party's actions and didn't think she had any serious faults, so he said he owed a favor to save Yan Si from her hands.

If he was with Jian Yishan, Su Lang and others, Shen Feiyun would never be so polite, he kept everything in his heart, and was afraid of being owed even a small matter.

"Yeah, to make you owe me a favor is much more valuable than his little life." Shi Hongying quickly calmed down, clapped her hands, and sneered.

As he spoke, the sneer quickly turned into a hearty laugh.

She hugged her clothes tightly, walked around Shen Feiyun and Yan Si, strode towards the hall, and said cheerfully: "Shen Feiyun, you can remember what you said yourself. It's not that bad to owe me favors." It's okay, I will torture you to death in the future."

"Okay." Shen Feiyun nodded in response.

He took care of Shi Hongying, turned around and said to Yan Si: "I promised to take you there in the past... I broke my promise and became fat. It was my fault. I was full of nonsense, and there was very little truth in my mouth. It's a pity that you really believed it."

The pitiful words in Shen Feiyun's mouth really sympathized with Yan Si and his party.

If Yan Si is glamorous and wealthy at the moment, he will be pitiful, he only thinks that he can get away, and it is his fault that Yan Si did not watch him.

But when he saw that the old man Hushui went from being poor to being rich, he must have plundered the savings of the Holy Fire Cult. He also saw that Yan Si and others were destitute and humble, so he felt sorry for them.

Yan Si hated it terribly, but he hated him more urgently and deeply than Shi Hongying.

Before when the Holy Fire Cultists fell at his feet, when Yan Si stretched out his hand to help him, he didn't look sideways, and didn't give him any attention from the corner of his eye. Now that he has saved Yan Si, the other party is not grateful.

Not only did Yan Si not thank you, but he also said coldly: "I want you to mind your own business!"

Shen Feiyun's belief in the Sacred Fire Cult was their hope of restoring the country, their desperate gamble, and the chief culprit for their failure and failure.

Without Shi Hongying, Mo Wuya might also die at the hands of Shen Feiyun or Su Lang; but Shen Feiyun broke his promise after agreeing, but let them waste decades of hard work.

All hope vanished.

Shen Feiyun sighed, leaned forward, and whispered in Yan Si's ear: "I will show you a clear path, you will definitely not be able to get on Jian Yichen's bandit boat, if you don't turn to the dark, but find Jian Yishan, he might be willing Give you a hand."

Whether this is a dangerous road or a bright road, even Shen Feiyun himself is not sure, but he just came to deceive Yan Si again.

Just because Su Lang embarked on this road, in his heart, even if this is a dangerous and dead end, he must walk a safe and smooth road no matter what.

"You!" Yan Si was taken aback, deeply incredulous, and pushed him away violently.

Shen Feiyun said lightly: "I was just trying to test it out. I guessed it based on your reaction."

When Yan Si heard this sentence, he realized that he had overreacted. Instead, he revealed the purpose of his trip and what he had talked with Shi Hongying.

"The relationship between me and Jian Yishan is deeper than you think." Shen Feiyun babbled nonsense, and then began to arrange, "As long as you come to me and promise to help me with one thing, I will help you persuade Jian Yishan tonight, what do you want? "

Yan Si pondered for a moment, paused, and asked, "Really?"

As soon as these words came out, Shen Feiyun was even more sure that Yan Si and the others were desperate.

"Really." Shen Feiyun said lightly.