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The stocky young man's face flushed with excitement, "Quick! Send a letter to the owner of the village quickly, Fourth Aunt kills the Tiger King, we win!"

Lang Zilin said hurriedly, "Don't get carried away, everyone. The hunting is not over yet, so beware of White Diao Villa coming to snatch the tokens.

Xiaoshan, you lead people to clean up the battlefield and put away these monster tigers. "

The stocky young man immediately understood, "That's right! Let's collect the Tiger King's body. Even if the people from White Diao Villa are shameless and steal the token, we still have evidence."

Everyone in Fengwu Villa happily cleaned the battlefield. Lang Zilin stood aside and took out the letter talisman.

In the pavilion at the foot of Fuqiu Mountain, a middle-aged Confucian scholar is waiting anxiously.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration occurred to him, and he hurriedly took out the letter talisman. When he saw it, he immediately laughed heartily.

Then, Lang Zilin contacted Shi Feng again, "Brother Shi, thanks to you, we have killed the Tiger King."

"Congratulations! Does that mean it's over if you can hunt?"

"Yes. But Brother Shi, please hide yourself and don't come out. The people from Bai Diao Villa are still on the mountain. When they are completely gone, I will go into the mountain to pick you up."

"Don't bother me. Are you leaving Fuqiu Mountain soon? If so, take me with you."

Lang Zilin was stunned, "But how can I take Brother Shi down the mountain?"

"Haha, it's not difficult, it's not difficult. Are you going to go down the mountain path from the east?"

There are two roads on the left and right going down from Feilai Peak, one is bright and the other is dark. The east road is in the light, and there are mostly exposed rocks along the way.

The path on the west side is hidden in the dense forest and is difficult to detect from the air.

Lang Zilin nodded, "Yeah, well, I'm planning to go down the mountain from the east."

Long Er said "Hey", "Shi Laosan is so good at figuring out girls' thoughts, please teach me!"

The white fox laughed and scolded, "Idiot, do you need to figure out something so obvious?"

"What's so obvious? Old fox."

"The group of people from Fengwu Villa just came up from the mountain road to the west, because they wanted to secretly hunt the demon tiger and had to squat in the dark.

But at this moment, the demon tiger has been hunted. The situation has turned around. What they fear most now is a sneak attack by people from White Diao Villa. Therefore, we need to take the mountain road to the east. This road has a wide view and cannot be ambushed. "

Shi Feng's messenger Lang Zilin said, "Did you see a big rock that looks like a coffee table a hundred feet away in front of you?

Yes, yes, right under the big red flower tree.

Later, when you pass by that rock, you will find a small stone on it, gray-white, flat and round, about the size of a pigeon egg. You put the small stone in your bag, and I will hide inside. "

"Yeah! I understand."

In a quarter of an hour, the battlefield was cleared.

The monks of Fengwu Villa began to retreat down the mountain. Lang Zilin was responsible for breaking up the rear and walked at the end of the team.

Sure enough, when passing by the square and huge rock, there was a big red flower tree overhead. The red flowers covered the stone surface, and a small gray-white stone lay among the petals.

Lang Zilin reached out to brush the fallen flowers and held the stone in her hand. Then she retracted her palm and the stone slipped into the storage bag.

Monk storage bags are usually hung around the waist, but this time they were hunting. Bai Diao Villa made several sneak attacks on Fengwu Villa to snatch the spoils.

Bai Diao Villa came prepared. They forged a strange weapon in advance, called a three-claw flying hook, and suddenly launched it from a distance, specifically to take away the storage bag from the opponent's waist.

The disciples of Fengwu Villa suffered several losses, so Lang Zilin ordered everyone to put the storage bags in their arms and stop hanging them around their waists.

Lang Zilin hid the stone in the storage bag, and suddenly remembered that the storage bag was close to her chest, she couldn't help but blush secretly, and hurriedly moved the storage bag down, but when it reached her belly button, she felt it was inappropriate, so she moved it up a little.

The Black Turtle Bone is in the storage bag. You can only see the spiritual stones, medicine bottles and other objects around it. Looking outside, you can't actually see anything clearly through the storage bag.

Long Er didn't know why and murmured, "Why is this little girl moving around? She doesn't want to kill someone and silence her."

At the foot of the mountain, the gongs and drums of Fengwu Villa were loud, and everyone was smiling. The middle-aged Confucian scholar Lang Huan standing at the front laughed loudly, "Master Puzhuang, this concession is accepted."

Across the way, Pu Hongsheng, the owner of Bai Diao Villa, had a sinking face and said nothing.

The other people in Bai Diao Villa were also dejected. The man in black next to him was Pu Hongsheng's eldest son, Pu Sheng. He said softly, "Father, the third brother wrote a letter yesterday and said that he had killed three Fengwu Villa monks. Only one person was lost, and our numerical strength has always been overwhelming them, why did they suddenly lose? "

Pu Hongsheng's heart is also full of doubts, yes, this matter is weird, and he must ask carefully!

Half an hour later, the disciples of Fengwu Villa came down from Fuqiu Mountain. According to the regulations, both parties must jointly verify the disciple's identity, check the luggage and loot, and ensure that there is no cheating.

Lang Zilin was very thoughtful. As soon as she left the mountain gate, she quietly threw the gray stone into the grass. The stone had no spiritual energy fluctuations and no one noticed it at all.

In the bones of Xuangui, Shi Feng looked at the Pu family and his son, Lang Huan, Huo Qingyuan, and Xu Chong from Fengwu Villa in the crowd. He knew these people.

There were three elders standing next to them, all of them had extraordinary bearings. Their clothes were neither White Diao Villa nor Fengwu Villa. They looked like they were guests invited to be witnesses.

He became increasingly convinced that only fifty-two years had passed in the outside world. Pu Hongsheng was still in the late stage of the Golden Elixir, Lang Huan and Pu Sheng were in the early stage of the Golden Elixir, and Huo Qingyuan and his disciple Xu Chongze had not yet formed the Elixir. If more than five hundred years had really passed, they should have They are no longer alive.

After a while, people from Bai Diao Villa also came down one after another. They were all dejected and extremely depressed.

Originally, they were thinking about how to kill Lang Zilin, but the people from Fengwu Villa suddenly killed the Tiger King and ended the game.

Shi Feng took a quick look and suddenly stopped.

Long Er followed his gaze and said, "Wow, Shi Lao San, you are still lustful and can't take your eyes off beautiful women!"

"Look carefully, who is this person?"

Long Er took a closer look and said, "Fair and plump, isn't this the Yin Sha who is haunting you and looking for you every day to avenge her husband's murder?"

In the battle of Qingdi Valley, Shi Feng fought hard to kill Yang Sha. Later, Shi Feng met Yin Sha in Shuzhong, and Yin Sha chased Shi Feng like crazy to avenge her husband's murder.

At this time, Yin Sha was still in the late stage of foundation building and had not yet formed a pill.

Shi Feng sneered, "No wonder Bai Diao Villa has the upper hand, it turns out that they invited Yin Sha to help. Her strength alone is probably better than Lang Zilin and Zang Jizi's combined strength."

Long Er curled his lips, "Both are beautiful women, why do you help Lang Zilin and not Yin Sha? Oh! I see, you think Yin Sha is married, while Miss Lang is a virgin! Young man, you are wrong, in fact, young women..."

The Horned Demon Dragon talked endlessly, talking about the advantages of young women over young girls. Shi Feng, White Fox, and Xiao Hei were already accustomed to it, and no one paid attention to him.

Pu Hongsheng, with a gloomy face, led the three witnesses to interrogate the disciples who came down from Fengwu Villa one by one.

After searching for more than an hour, no abnormality was found, and the collar under the tiger king's neck was verified to be true.

No matter how angry Pu Hongsheng was, he could only accept the result of losing.

As night fell, Fuqiu Mountain, which had been noisy all day, finally quieted down.

Shi Feng checked again and again, and after confirming that there was no one around, he got out of the black tortoise bone and quietly went down the mountain.

At this moment, the ban above Fuqiu Mountain also disappeared. Shi Feng once again sent a letter to his master Liu Yunzi, his uncle Gan Chu Dao Ren, and Qin Bing.

However, half an hour passed, and he still didn't receive any reply.

Looking up at the starry sky, Shi Feng had a faint ominous premonition in his heart.

Suddenly, the letter in the storage bag flashed, and Shi Feng hurriedly took it out to look.

However, the message was not sent by Qin Bing and others, but by Lang Zilin.