Chapter 105 The Death of Xiao Xian

Xiao Xian gradually became unsupported, especially when he saw his own sister looking at him with indifferent eyes, a coolness soaked his spine. His original excitement had long changed from the moment when Ling Feng came to boundless fear, and all the grand hegemony turned into illusion.

He is a hero, and he is not willing to succumb to others when he is young.

He is a noble descendant of Xiliang and a great-grandson of Emperor Xuan, but he has to be hired to copy books to support his family because of his poor family. He and his mother's little sister didn't know how much they had suffered, and they ate the white eyes of others. Therefore, he wants to become a superior, be an emperor himself, overthrow the Sui court, rebuild the Daliang, and step on the people who despised in the past.

No one knows this ambition, but it has been buried in his heart for decades.

When the little sister was in danger, he wanted to save her, and he also had the ability to save her. But at this moment, the bronze mirror in his arms reflected the figure of Mingzong coming faster and faster. He quickly made a decision and resisted Yang Xuyan with his little sister's body for a moment. He would definitely get on the boat safely.

He lost his last trace of shame and thought silently that when he became a great cause in the future, he would definitely pursue her.

No matter what he expected, Yang Xuyan chased him like a madman. He still refused to give up when he went out of the gate. When the evil star of Mingzongyue arrived, his strength did not weaken at all. He even guessed, are they in the group?

He wanted to beg for mercy. He believed that with his tongue, he could persuade Emperor Mingzong to let him go.

As for the little sister, since she didn't die unexpectedly, coaxing her can make her change her mind. Hasn't it been several times before? She is so kind that she will forgive me.

What made him angry was that Yang Xuyan, an asshole, did not give himself a glimmer of hope and did not give him a chance to speak!

The blood splashed, not the other party's.

Yang Xuyan stabbed Xiao Xian's eyebrows with a sword and suddenly retreated.

Bum! Xiao Xian fell down and hit the ground. Xiao Huanmei's eyes shed a string of tears, but there was no expression on her pretty face.

Ling Feng commented: "This sword is not perfect. The sword pierced in the middle of the eyebrows should not be splashed with blood beads. This is a waste of strength."

Yang Xuyan sneered and said, "I'm afraid that people in the world can't imagine that the famous 'swordsman' Feng Qingyang and the 'blood hand Yan Luo' Mingzong will be the same person!"

Xiao Huan looked at Ling Feng in surprise and didn't expect that there was such a secret, and he was curious about this young peerless master.

Ling Feng didn't care. He looked at the first migrant worker in the Tang Dynasty seriously. He still wore a mask and was burly. With the feeling of being fit and strong, he seemed to have inherited the excellent genes of the Lao Yang family.

In detail, Yang Xuyan's life was also bumpy. Since he was a child, his father abolished the position of prince, and the whole family was copied. Only he was survived by Shi Zhixuan. He was taken into the door wall and trained as a professional assassin as a disciple of the Butian Pavilion.

In the original work, he assassinated everywhere and turned to many forces. Later, in order to escape the clutches of Shi Zhixuan, he did not hesitate to join the foreign Ming Dynasty, and finally hung in the hands of the protagonist.

He has been thinking about restoring Yang Sui's orthodoxy, but what a distant extravagant hope it is. The usurpation of the state is a big thing, can it be done by a conspiracy? How many courtiers in the world can have the ability of Emperor Sui Wen and Yang Jian?

Ling Fengqi said, "Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?" Last time this man changed his face, and he didn't see his real face. He shouldn't have been exposed like this. This clearly indicates that the person he had met last time was him, a typical death-seeming behavior.

Yang Xuyan provoked, "You can try it!"

Ling Feng really doesn't understand where his self-confidence comes from. There may be only one reason. This man took the wrong medicine! The body moved, crossed the distance of ten feet between the two people, and slapped them with one palm.

Yang Xuyan did not panic at all. The long sword shook, and a piercing sword spirit rushed out, covering Ling Feng's body in six big holes. Attacking the enemy must be saved, but it has the flavor of Dugu Nine Swords, because most people understand this truth, and it is difficult to do it.

His sword power expanded and turned into a sky sword shadow, with a sharp edge, and his strength was swollen. The domineering power of thunder and lightning swept towards the wind, making people not know where he would attack.

Ling Feng nodded secretly. He did have two strokes, but if he didn't end the battle quickly, won't he lose my face? The pace flashed gently, and his right palm reached into several sword shadows, accurately cut on the back of the sword, and the long sword broke from it with a "pop". Yang Xuyan snorted and staggered sideways.

Ling Feng took advantage of the situation to lean forward and hit Yang Xuyan with his shoulder and elbow. If he hit him, Yang Xuyan will definitely be crushed to pieces!

Because his own strength is fierce, and recently it has been newly cultivated into a spiral, which is even more perverted. He was sure that at the moment when the sword was broken just now, Yang Xuyan had been seriously injured!

Only a little difference, Yang Xuyan disappeared in place in an instant, and the shadows flashed and appeared dozens of feet away.

Ling Feng suddenly stood still, which was also expected by him. He did not pursue and smiled, "How can I do?"

Yang Xuyan snorted coldly, "Can you catch up with me?"

Ling Feng said strangely, "Who said that killing must catch up?"

Before he finished speaking, Yang Xuyan covered his chest with one hand, and his eyes showed a variety of feelings such as confusion, confusion, struggle, pain, joy, sadness, etc. He immediately returned to Qingming, but he involuntarily fell to the ground, pointing his finger at him and said in a trembling voice, "You--"

This gesture reminded Ling Feng of Chai Shao, whom he teased a few days ago. The difference was that the handsome man did not give him a chance to take action at all, and he was angry.

Ling Feng stepped forward, looked down at him, and asked, "Why did you kill Xiao Xian?"

Yang Xuyan regretted it. After cleaning up Xiao Xian, he should have escaped a long time ago. However, he became interested in Ling Feng's entry, emotional and curious. This is the killer's taboo! He had to answer, "Someone paid for his life. I take people's money to eliminate disasters. Are you satisfied with this answer?"

Ling Feng guessed whether this person would be a dead ghost Lu Kang. Of course, this has nothing to do with him, and he doesn't have to go to the bottom. After all, assassins also have the principle of assassins. He laughed and said, "Don't think that I don't know the style of your behavior. You will kill with one blow, otherwise you will never stay. It's really unreasonable to kill him regardless of his own safety this time. Don't say anything about your magic body that is invincible in the world. If I accelerate with all my strength, you can't escape my palm.

He easily plotted that Yang Xuyan was purely a fluke. Yang Xuyan had been weak for a long time, and his spirit was no longer in his heyday, so Ling Feng's spiritual power could invade and defeat the enemy with one blow.

Yang Xuyan's two eyes flashed with a trace of hatred, and the facial expression under the black cloth unconsciously twitched. Although it was slightly imperceptible, it was still captured by Ling Feng's huge spiritual power.

Ling Feng suddenly became depressed. Judging from his reaction alone, there is no doubt that he has had a similar experience of being betrayed, so it is rare to be impulsive.

But what does this have to do with yourself?

It is only a few people who build their happiness on the pain of others and enjoy it.

The more he listens to these stories of joys and sorrows, the more he has a strong world-weariness in his heart. Whether it is a demon fetus or a relic in his body, it seems to be persuading him to stay away from the illusion of the world, so that he can transcend life and death and enter the road.

Is this an illusion? How can these little guys talk?

He kicked Yang Xuyan as a waste of interest on his hands and lifted his ban.

Yang Xuyan said in astonishment, "Why did you let me go?" This man is really inexplicable!

Ling Feng said disdainfully, "I like it. Can you care?"

Yang Xuyan got up, took a few steps and turned around and said, "If you fall into my hands in the future, I will spare your life."

Ling Feng was stunned and said with a smile, "Welcome."

He is willing to let Yang Xuyan go today. On the one hand, he has no intention to kill, and on the other hand, he is also worried about provoking his schizophrenic master. Although I may not be afraid of Shi Zhixuan, my men have not been able to resist the perverted figure. When they were assassinated one by one, they had no place to cry.

Yang Xuyan can accept his own favor. If he still insists on being his enemy, he is not a soft persimmon.

Ling Feng no longer paid attention to him and walked to Xiao Huan. The beautiful woman was lying on Xiao Xian's body and crying bitterly. He was surprised, "Don't you hate him? How can you be sad?"

Xiao Huan raised her beautiful face and said, "Since my mother died five years ago, he is my only relative. Now he has left me, and I have been alone ever since. Just now, I was eagerly looking forward to his death, but now I hope that he can come back to life. No matter what he does wrong, I am willing to forgive him. Do you think I'm stupid?"

Ling Feng squatted beside her, stroked her hair and said, "I like the way you look now, and I hate your charm. But when I see your sad face, I would like you to go back to the way you called my brother with a smile and want to cover me. Do you think I'm stupid?"

Xiao Huan was stunned. How could he be so persuasive? The sadness in my heart receded like a tide.

She recalled, "Our Xiao family has long been defeated, and many people in the clan look down on us. Shortly after I was born, my father was broken by a ruffian, and he will die in two years. The eldest brother even copied books to support me and my mother. The eldest brother wants to get ahead and join the Baling Gang. More than ten years ago, his aunt was appointed as the queen, and he was appointed as the county magistrate of Luo County. I thought it was a good day, but it was the beginning of a nightmare.

"Lu Kang, the owner of the Baling Gang, took a fancy to me and raped me and became his plaything. The eldest brother thought I didn't know. Did he take the medicine in the wine that night? What can he hide from me by using me one by one over the years? He is my eldest brother, and I can only pretend that I don't know.

"You came today. I thought all the pain was over, and he finally got what he wanted to be the big head. Unexpectedly, when Yang Xuyan was assassinated, he cruelly pushed me to the other party's long sword!"

Ling Feng pulled her up and said, "Don't be sad. From now on, I will be your brother and your relatives. All right, my sister?"

Xiao Huan was surprised and said, "Do you recognize you as your younger brother? That won't work. My sister is still thinking about how to seduce you to go to bed. How embarrassing it would be.

Ling Feng didn't want her to say that, so he couldn't help but be embarrassed.

The two looked at each other and laughed.