Chapter 133 For some reason

The rain turned and dripped on the body, and the water on the ground was also lined up by an invisible hand, separating a road for the owner to walk.

Ling Feng walked on the street and couldn't help but be a little proud. With Zhu Yuyan's usual temperament, she must look cold and don't get close to strangers. Thanks to his secret means and continuous mental interference, she was immersed in the memories of 40 years ago, as if she had returned to the girlhood of the past, which led to what happened later.

Today, it seems that she only took advantage of Zhu Yuyan's hand, and even presented the secret of practice in the Jiuyin Zhenjing for nothing. Zhu Yuyan did not say the original intention of looking for him, but both of them had a certain idea in their hearts.

After this incident, Zhu Yuyan will never easily turn the Yin Gui faction against the world and take the favor of the mysterious master and apprentice. This also paves the way for the surprise attack tomorrow morning. She will definitely find a reason to avoid the dispute between the two.

She came into close contact with Ling Feng once, and it was confirmed that there was a demon in his body, so she would inevitably regard him as a new generation of evil emperors. Why are you in a hurry to fry each other as people in the holy gate?

Zhu Yuyan has been indoctrinated with a set of ideas of the Devil's Gate since she was a child. Although she is selfish, she is still quite enthusiastic about the Everbright Holy Gate. However, from the point of view of her desperate pursuit of Shi Zhixuan, she is by no means a rational woman, at least her love and hatred for Shi Zhixuan has far exceeded the rest of the affairs, including the world's battle that is likely to affect the battle between the Holy Gate and Jingzhai.

Ling Feng is taking advantage of this to help her break through the magic barrier. Even if she can't fall in love with him and support his great cause, it's good to use her to contain Shi Zhixuan. If the six forces of the two schools of the Demon Sect are integrated, it will be terrible.

The people in the Taoist demons are treacherous, and the two of them don't even have a basic oral agreement. In this regard, he does have the possibility of playing with bamboo baskets - an empty possibility. But Ling Feng is not a fool. Even if Zhu Yuyan makes a breakthrough, it is difficult to resist his Taoist demons, unless she can be completely ruthless, but this is absolutely impossible.

What he pointed out to Zhu Yuyan was the path of love. She wanted to get rid of the shadow left in her heart by Shi Zhixuan, and she was bound to devote herself to another person.

In this sense, Ling Feng won clean and beautiful today!

Looking at the bright moon gradually emerging in the sky, his heart was peaceful. Suddenly, he remembered Zhu Yuyan's graceful body just now. Why didn't he have that impulse? Is it the two Buddha and Taoist babies in the body who defeated the magic baby?

Ling Feng couldn't help sighing. What's wrong with this? Will they take over my body one day?

Now it's about time to touch (from 23 o'clock to 1 o'clock in the morning), a new day is coming.

Because of the rain, there are only two or three pedestrians on the street, either with umbrellas or raincoats. There is really no one as refreshing and not embarrassed as Ling Feng. They all look at this alternative with surprise.

Ling Feng is still thinking about himself and has nothing to do about the situation in his body. The third baby is like a time bomb. No, it is a bomb that bothers him like a bomb that does not know when it will detonate.

The key is that he didn't get any special benefits from these three guys, and occasionally transmitted some real qi, but the real qi they absorb is far from this amount! I'm inevitably happy because I didn't get the reward I deserved.

Thoughts floated around like fallen leaves in the autumn wind. When he came to his senses in his imagination, he found that there was a sound of weapons not far away.

Turning into a horizontal alley, I found that two old acquaintances were being besieged. I couldn't help sighing that the world was really small, so I could gather several people together!

One of them is Shen Wushuang, a beautiful girl who had let go of a horse a few months ago, and he also killed her uncle Shen Naitang.

The other one was actually his cheap daughter Shan Wanjing. Her appearance really surprised him, and she became a road with Shen Wushuang, which made him even more confused.

Thinking of the thought that she almost spent the night with her grandmother just now, Ling Feng suddenly felt like she had made a mistake. Has she become more and more shameless? Well, when did this change begin?

The clouds in the sky are like white clothes, and they must change like a dog.

Throughout the ages, there is everything in life.

Ling Feng let out a helpless sigh.

The besiege were seven barbarians, and there were four men standing next to them. They were restrained and calm, as if they were watching a play. The other two men and a little girl were fighting with them on the field.

Of course, Ling Feng's attention has always followed the beautiful woman. He looked carefully and praised her secretly.

She was dressed in red, revealing her pink arms, round navel and half warm jade-like calves. She was not afraid of the cold in rainy days, which gave him a sense of intimacy. Many girls in later generations had this dress. He couldn't help thinking evilly that it would be better if he could wear silk stockings. The outline of her face is extremely beautiful, clear and sharp, and a pair of beautiful eyes are more elves like gems, cute and touching. At this time, the short blade of the left and right hands turned into two flame-like light, and the chest prints on Shan Wanjing's face came up and down, which was fast and incoherent and fierce.

On the left side of this woman is a young and heroic Hu Han, swordsmanship. She cooperates with her to attack Shan Wanjing, and the sword light sprays out and stabs Shan Wanjing's wrist.

The person on the right is burly, with a long cheek and a long whiskish, so that the handle opens the mountain axe, presses Shen Wushuang, and kills the long sword in her hand. Step by step, drives the splash under her feet to sprinkle, and even a few people on the side are careful of the dirty water in the ground.

Shan Wanjing's skills are obviously stronger than that of any of the opponent's men and women, but the two obviously have a way to attack together, which made her exhaust her energy and rack her brains to resist for a moment.

And Shen Wushuang was miserable. If it hadn't been for the big man to capture her alive and play with her, he would have split her in half. Forgiveness is the release of water. Her blue skirt has long been dirty and torn to pieces. ** her plump thighs are out, and the pink silk shirt on her upper body is barely formed. There are no important points in the front. Only there are cracks in the back. The pink back floats to the man's sight from time to time with dodging, and the red rope in the belly pocket can be faintly seen.

Although Ling Feng was in a good mood, he didn't want to appreciate it with the perverts, so he had to decide that the hero would save the beauty.

He appeared in Heng Lane, which was abrupt and silent, and no one present could detect him. Even with a sigh that I couldn't help sighing, it was as ethereal as the fairy voice of the nine heavens, and no one heard it.

When his fist hit the axe of the big man, the big man sprayed blood and staggered back. When he had no power to attack for a while, everyone found that a big master was coming!

The besiege's hearts were all awe-ins, and Shan Wanjing and Shen Wushuang were very happy.

This is also Ling Feng's feeling that the big man didn't kill the beautiful woman to give him some face, otherwise how could he have his life?

Ling Feng succeeded in a blow and suddenly moved horizontally. He grabbed the long sword and short blade in the hands of the man and woman, kicked them back with both feet, and then threw the blade in his hand to the ground casually. One foot seemed to inadvertently step on it a few times.

Of course, he did this in a measured manner. The man was seriously injured, and blood escaped from the corners of his mouth, while the woman fell lightly, with a strange face and wondered why she was not injured. Who taught Ling Feng to cherish flowers so much?

Shan Wanjing recognized him and was excited. She put her arms around his neck and kissed him on his face twice to express her gratitude. Looking at his stunned appearance, she woke up. Her pretty face turned red. She quickly let go of him, took a few steps back, and lowered her head gently.

Shen Wushuang saw the savior clearly, sighed in his heart, moved his footsteps gently, hid behind him, and looked at these barbarians with hatred. Although she hates Ling Feng, it seems that everything is indifferent compared with the few people in front of her.

The seven people on the opposite side came together and took out weapons one after another, full of vigilance. Fortunately, they also had spare swords. The men and women chose long swords, which were awe-inspiring for a while.

"Who do you dare to ask your friends? Do I have any misunderstanding?"

The man who asked is obviously the leader. He is dressed like snow in white, beautiful and slender. He is about 30 years old. His eyes are slightly blue, and the corners of his mouth seem to have a gentle smile forever. The straight nose and the corners of his resolute mouth form a sharp contrast. The wide shoulders make people feel that he is as easy to be easily like a mountain. K knock it down.

He holds two strange shields that are two feet long, wide and pointed, green shields as sharp as a blade, and glittering gold. This is an unprecedented strange weapon, which can not only attack and defend, but also seems to be a weapon that is not afraid of attack.

Ling Feng also smiled and said, "How is that possible? We can't have a misunderstanding. Is your Excellency Tiele's eldest uncle?

"It's really down." The man was a little surprised. He didn't want to provoke such a strong man. He asked inadlessly, "We know each other?"

"I don't know." Ling Feng shook his head with a smile. I can't tell you that you learned it from the book, right? His distinctive weapons are enough to betray his identity.

"..."

The eldest uncle immediately felt as nauseous as eating a fly. How could he guess it was me if he didn't know it? Is it possible that I was famous? He frowned and said, "Are you taking care of the eldest?" After coming to the Central Plains, the Chinese names they took were a little strange, and they also took the first word as their surname.