Chapter 50 Iron Rider Protruding Knife and Gunshot

(Christmas Eve is coming, may everyone be safe and all the best)

In front of the cave, Qin Feng sat aside.

Staring at a concave hole in the cave door in front of him, he was a little distracted.

He always felt that this deep hole looked familiar, but he couldn't remember it. He felt that if he wanted to enter the door, he had to find something and fill it in the hole. Qin Feng must have seen this thing somewhere, and he is very familiar with it. Why can't he remember it?

patted the back of the head and wanted to think about it carefully. Look through the memory to see if it would be remembered. My mind is churning over and over again, but I can't say it, but I'm familiar with it.

"P"

I slapped myself again. It's stupid. Go back and ask the old man, won't you know? He asked himself to come here without knowing that he wanted to be smart, but he didn't want to be as stupid as a pig here and deserved it.

I just thought of this. Qin Feng's mind flashed, like the old man's cloud exhibition. That's right, it's Yunzhan. Qin Feng stood up excitedly and wanted to see if the concave hole was the same as he had guessed. Unexpectedly, he accidentally touched the ancient gate again.

The bitter cold hit his whole body, and the hot excitement suddenly fell down.

I kicked the ancient door angrily. The door was fine and my feet hurt.

"Damn old man, he must have done it on purpose. He knew that I couldn't get in without his Yunzhan, and he even asked me to come. It must be watching me laugh, grandma's. Maybe the old man who is not tight is secretly looking at me and laughing at me.

The more I thought about it, the more angry I felt that my guess was right. I turned around and glanced around bit by bit with a pair of bright eyes. Disappointed, there is nothing. Did you guess wrong?

No, the old man is so cunning that he won't be easily found out, and I'm not his opponent. Jiang is still old and spicy. The young master knows himself and doesn't come out, right? Look at the young master's unique trick, I scold you.

When he made up his mind, Qin Feng simply sat on the ground again, holding his head with his hand and talking to himself. He said he was talking to himself, but his voice was not small, and what he said was not like it. It was like he was cursing someone and talking to whom.

"Dead old man, isn't he a little more handsome than you? As for the young master, I have been fighting with him for so many years? I'm about to leave, but it's still gloomy, old man.

Looking around, there is still no movement. It seems that there is not enough strength.

"It's not my fault to be more handsome than you. I was born, and I don't want to. Who told you to be so bad?"

"Wh, is it because you broke your thatched hut? You are retaliating against me. I didn't do that. As for me, it's inhumane.

If there is still no one, I don't believe it.

"Oh, my God, why did I meet such a psychopath? What's good about your doghouse? If you don't go to the new one, the old one won't come. The young master is helping you. The old man is really a dog biting Lv Dongbing and doesn't know the hearts of good people."

Er, after scolding, I found that there was something wrong with this sentence. It seems that the hut was not done by himself, but by the stupid horse. Isn't it scolding yourself? Forget it, it's all the same anyway. I guess the old man has forgotten. You'd better go back and have a look.

got up and wanted to leave, but I didn't expect my feet to be numb after sitting for a long time.

I didn't fall, but it was more uncomfortable than falling. It's very close to Gumen. When I saw that I was about to fall down, my brain naturally reacted to what I wanted to catch. This is tragic. When I got the ice, the nerve operated by itself again and let go.

As soon as I let go, I knew it was over. The posture of falling was not in the right direction.

"bang"

Fu Wushuang's misfortune is not alone. Qin Feng's face had a close relationship with Gumen, which was affectionate, very close, and his nose was crooked. Qin Feng knew what it was like to drink cold water and experienced it himself, how painful it was.

I tidied up my clothes and looked at the ancient door. In anger, I was about to stretch out my foot to kick it and get angry. But before he touched the ancient gate, he withdrew his foot. Unwillingly spit on Gumen.

"Bah, the dead old man bullies me. You dare to bully me, and I will spit on your face!"

rubbed his nose, patted his clothes, and roared at the sky.

"Soul light, dead old man, you give it to the young master and I'll wait!"

"What are you waiting for?"

"After the dead old man dies... I, I will be his filial son and keep filial piety for a lifetime!"

Originally, Qin Feng wanted to say the whip corpse, but he suddenly felt something was wrong, so he immediately changed his accent. Old man, this is the voice of the old man. He can't stand it anymore. He just came out now, ninja turtle.

Looking at his side face, he really stood on a stone, floating, posing every time, disgusting. However, when he is so old, he can still pretend to be a magic stick. It's difficult for the old man. He is in good health.

"Well, son of a bitch, don't think I can't hear what you want to say."

Qin Feng turned his eyes and offered his charm.

"Old fairy, how powerful it is. I can guess it. What do I want to say?"

was secretly slapped flattered, and the old man was very useful, and Yun Zhan put on display.

"You don't just want to say hello when the old man dies... Hey, you little rabbit want to trick me and fight me!"

When Qin Feng saw that the plan was not successful, he was no longer empty. He put his hands on his waist and pointed to the old way.

"Okay, you still talk about me. Do you mean it?"

Pointing to Gumen, Qin Feng was angry. He hadn't suffered a loss for so long. How much did he suffer on this door?

I touched my nose and hit it crookedly. It's really annoying. If I hadn't been able to beat it, Qin Feng might have rushed up.

Hearing Qin Feng's words, the old man was really a little embarrassed. He did forget it, but he couldn't admit it, so he pretended not to know.

"How dare you say, who told you to walk so fast that you didn't hear me, and now you blame me?"

"What, old man, make it clear to me that I walk fast? In order to pretend to be heavy, I deliberately slowed down, and you said that I ran fast! What did you say? Are you always ashamed?"

When he missed the leak, Qin Feng knew that he had leaked his mouth and quickly remedied it.

"What's more, which eye did you see? Do you want it? I'll take it off and wipe it for you. Is it broken? Nonsense, you still said you called me, but you can't hear the whole Tianchi with your broken voice. Is it because my ears are broken? Do you still want to have an old face? I'm ashamed of you."

A string of farts came down, and Lao Dao was scared by Qin Feng's formation. He was stunned for a moment and hesitated to find a reason for crutches

"Uh, this, this, I may be wrong."

Seeing that the old man didn't notice what he had just said, he secretly took a selfie and patted his chest.

"Okay, even if you remember it wrong, do you want to see me make a fool of myself? Where was the cat just now?"

"What do you mean?"

"Do you still want to pretend?"

"Little rabbit, what should I pretend to be?"

"Okay, old man, how dare you say that you didn't laugh in the pimple just now, didn't you?"

The old man didn't talk nonsense and came to Qin Feng as soon as he flashed. Qin Feng, who didn't notice, was shocked. The old man was going to have another moth. Before the idea was over, he was slapped on the back of the head.

"Look for a beating, little rabbit. The old man just arrived and heard your boy cursing me. Did he scold him for a long time before he came? It's very cool to scold, isn't it? It's very itchy, isn't it? It destroyed the old house. I haven't settled with you yet. You scolded me behind my back. You're so angry.

Without the slap on the head, Qin Feng wanted to know whether the old Taoist priest was there when he was humiliated just now, which is related to the face in the future. It must be clarified that this old guy is not so easy to get with.

"Well, you said you just came here?"

"Will I lie to you? Joke!"

"That's good, that's good!"

"Good? Good what? Just scolded me? Bastard, son of a bitch!"

"That's not what I mean."

Qin Feng cried with a sad face, and the old man was not easy to mess with. Just like a woman's menopause, Qin Feng directly hit the plane with a series of bombardments.

"That's not what you mean, so what do you mean?"

"I mean, you shouldn't lie to me!"

"Is it good to lie to you? I'm sick. Why did the old man lie to you?"

Qin Feng decided not to say anything. If he went on, he was afraid that he couldn't help but want to hit the old man. It was really hateful. If he does it, it will be himself who will be unlucky in the end. It's better to ask him to sing alone.

After talking for a long time, he found Qin Feng's dull eyes and felt bored. He dared to talk to himself alone. Looking at Qin Feng, he looked very beaten. He stretched out his hand and was about to smoke, but he withdrew it and smiled treacherously.

Poor Qin Feng was addicted to it. He didn't notice the danger that was about to come, so he was calculated.

The old road bypassed Qin Feng and inserted the cloud in his hand into the concave hole with lightning jingling. After that, he quickly retreated and ran to Qin Feng, as if nothing had happened.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

Hearing the sound behind him, Qin Feng, who was dull, quickly came to his senses. He knew what was behind him, and the door opened without accident.

Turning around, before he could see clearly, his body flew into the cave uncontained. Needless to think, Qin Feng knew what was going on. The old man hurt himself again. At the moment he fell into the cave, Qin Feng roared loudly.

"Old man, gloomy me again!"

At this time, the old Taoist priest's movements had not changed. He stood on his left foot and stretched out his right foot. The direction was exactly the cave gate. This foot is quite stylish, with extremely accurate accuracy, just the right strength and the right time.

"Hahaha"

The old man smiled happily, and his posture was still the same. He also turned his right foot naked, which was very angry.

Qin Feng, who entered the cave, was no longer energetic. As soon as he entered the cave, he trembled all over. The breath here is a little strange. The coldness in the air is not normal, which makes people feel cold.

What I saw was that they were all weapons, knives, guns, swords, axes, hooks and forks, and dense. Those weapons are inserted on the ground, and each weapon has its own unique and different breath. Those are not like weapons, but like living things, with gods and rhymes.

The cave door has been closed, and Qin Feng no longer thinks about anything else. Looking at these weapons, he doesn't know which weapon he wants to choose. They are all good things, and Qin Feng can see that these are all magic weapons.

Go forward, grab a sword, and want to pull it out. Maybe after a long time, I couldn't afford to pull it out, as if it had taken root. Qin Feng didn't believe that he couldn't clean up the broken door and couldn't pull out a sword, so he wanted to use more strength.

But this effort roared in my ear, like an iron horse protruding from the sound of knives and guns, which was the sound of fighting on the battlefield.

Looking up, Qin Feng was stunned.