Chapter 304 White Lotus Five Demons
Old cattle, flowers, misty rain... Han Feng's eyes are intertwined into a light ink painting. He felt a little drunk. The eyes are a little blurred...
It turns out that people can get drunk when drinking tea. The shadow of the old cow gradually became clear, and Han Feng saw a little girl in yellow on the back of the old cow. The little girl's arms
A handful of golden jasmine*flowers...
Approaching, Han Feng found that the large handful of golden jasmine * flowers seemed to have just been picked, delicate and beautiful, trembling slightly in the breeze...
Walking to the door of Chaliao, the little girl jumped off the old cow. He came in with dozens of delicate golden jasmine flowers in his hand. Han Feng couldn't help but be by the fresh and gorgeous aunt
My mother is attracted...
The little girl came in and glanced at it. Then he walked over to the two girls.
"Miss, do you want to buy flowers?"
With a Wuyuncheng accent, the little girl looked at the two beautiful ladies and said with a smile.
Looking at her, the big-eyed lady on the left frowned slightly and continued to talk to the woman next to her. The two didn't seem to see this bright and beautiful little girl.
See no one pays attention to yourself. The little girl was not angry, she just laughed at herself. He turned around and walked towards Han Feng. Everything is normal. How can a rich lady see it?
Where is the poor flower girl?
A bright little girl stood in front of Han Feng, with beautiful eyebrows like pear blossoms, slightly dark skin, full of mountain and wild atmosphere. Jinmoli is to the east of Wuyun City
The most common flower is brightly colored, but plain and delicate. Some flowers still carry drops of water, as if they are still shrouded in smoke and rain...
Buy a flower! Sir." The little girl said, with a faint plea in her eyes, which looked pitiful. She said, "I just went to the deep mountains this morning
How bright do you see?"
seems to have been affected by what happened just now. Han Feng agreed without hesitation. He caught the largest and brightest golden jasmine flower handed over by the little girl... Hand it to the little girl
A piece of heavy broken silver.
The little girl took the silver in Han Feng's hand and did not leave. She smiled softly and said, "Respect sir, why don't you smell this fragrant golden jasmine? It will bring a day
Good mood."
"Oh, thank you."
Han Feng smiled and handed Jin Jasmine under her nose, "Well, it smells good."
......
"Why am I drunk?" The smiling little girl in front of Han Feng suddenly turned into two in his eyes. He didn't finish his words and went down. The little girl still looked at it with a smile
He. Then, the jade hand in the depths gently pulled out a golden dagger from the flowers he was holding. Smilingly stabbed the sword at Han Feng's chest when he lay down...
The stoop old man is still sitting on a low stool, facing the smoke and rain outside. Although he is a blind man, he seems to see through the boundless smoke and rain; the two arrogant women are still there
Whispered, as if there were inexplicable words, and his eyes didn't even look this way; the young man outside the Chaliao was still shouting at the pedestrians in the misty rain; the old cow's moan came in from time to time
A few sounds into people's ears, full of leisure and poetry...
"Well, good tea."
Han Feng suddenly turned over and coincidentally pressed the golden dagger stabbed by the little girl. The little girl's face did not smile. She pulled out her golden dagger, but the sword was like
It's like a root, firmly sticking to Han Feng's chest, neither in nor outward...
The little girl waved her left hand, and all the golden jasmine* flowers in her arms turned into a golden rainstorm and fell on Han Feng. Every drop of rain shines with a golden breath of vitality, covering Han Feng
In, once it falls, I believe that his whole body will become like a sieve...
A breeze blew from Han Feng's body. Hundreds of thousands of golden flowers floated in the air, as if Han Feng had a transparent mask...
It seemed to be a silent order. Seeing that the golden jasmine did not hurt Han Feng, the blind old man looking at the rain on the low stool moved slightly, and the two rich families who had been talking on the table next to him
Miss's voice also lowered...
A black disk rotated and flew over, making a sad sound of breaking through the air. If it falls on Han Feng's head, he will definitely cut off his head. The black oil paper umbrella seems to move.
A dense raindrop fell on Han Feng's body. It's like the hazy rain outside the tea house. If it falls on Han Feng, it will definitely turn him into a hedgehog...
At this time, Han Feng neither disappeared nor jumped up with a roar. However, a breeze suddenly rose on his body. Hundreds of golden jasmine floating a few feet in front of him
The flower suddenly rotated...
Now, the young man outside Chaliao suddenly found a strange phenomenon. The Yuanli over Chaliao is in chaos. It turned out that the countless misty rain that fell down disappeared and became
The hazy and invisible thick fog...
Dozens of golden jasmine* flowers rotated rapidly in the air, producing a strange power, and the flying black disk and countless needles were swept in. The sweet little girl's feet
, just fixed in the air...
Without any hesitation, several people flew back, but it was too late, and the whirlwind formed by the golden jasmine * flowers suddenly burst into a burst of smoke. Black disks and countless rains in the smoke
Returned the same way and shot at several people...
There was a muffled hum. Several people flew out. With a roar, the whole tea house collapsed... Block all the sights.
The thatched grass flew, and the smoke and rain enveloped it hazyly.
Several figures stood around with a little confusion, and the young man gently wiped the mud in his hands. It was he who fell down and saved the few people who attacked...
"It's really extraordinary."
The blind old man laughed. Several of them formed a faint circle to surround the whole collapsed hut. It can be seen that there is a red drop of blood falling from the palm of the hand...
The thatched grass blew gently, and Han Feng gently stamped out. Although he was a little embarrassed, he had a smile on his face.
"One gas gathering peak, two gas gathering initials, two gas gatherings complete. You really look up to Han Feng."
"How do you see through us?"
It was the sweet little girl who spoke. His eyes looking at Han Feng were still smiling and didn't change much.
"Ha ha," Han Feng laughed, "I'm afraid everyone's status in Bailianism is not low?"
"How do you know that we are taught by Bailian?" There was a faint shock on the little girl's face. How on earth did you know?
"Answer your first question first." Han Feng stretched out a finger and shook it. "You people did make a lot of effort to ambush me, but you ignored the most important
Question. There is a faint complacency in his smile...
"You know, at this moment in the south of the Yangtze River, people's huts are not made of cyan thatched grass. Don't you know that you need to use dried thatch for more than three months?
Bite..." Han Feng talked stalkingly. He has traveled around the world for many years, and naturally knows the work of this ordinary person. Several people's faces have changed a little. They were originally arrogant people. How can they
How can you care about these little things...
"The second question," Han Feng glanced at a few people and said, "Look at your look. I'm not wrong..."
"You don't know that we are taught by Bailian?" Several people's faces have turned green. They looked at Han Feng's expression as if they were looking at a cunning fox.
"Do you know now?" Han Feng smiled proudly. He gently dusted his clothes and said, "It seems that Bai Lianjiao attaches great importance to me."
"If you offend this religion, you will die." That young man did not have that kind of sunny smile and had a ferocious cruelty on his face. "This religion has never paid so much attention to someone
People... Humph, it's just a perfect boy who still works for a few of us. I'm afraid you're dead..." It seems that he is quite confident in some of his people.
"Real?" Han Feng's face was like wood and stone, without any expression. "Please report it."
"Ha ha, when you arrive at the Yanluo Hall, don't forget to say that the White Lotus Five Demons sent you." The young man smiled gistly. He is in the same level as Han Feng, so he is naturally not abable person...
"White Lotus Five Demons." Han Feng subconsciously repeated, "It sounds a little strange, hehe, but it's easy to remember." He floated up in laughter, and his body had turned into a breeze, far away
and go... These people are good at martial arts, which makes him a little wary.
"Would you like to go?"
Five people shouted softly. Five bodies turned into rainbow light and rushed to Han Feng. In the misty rain, strange roars suddenly rise, and ghosts and shadows within miles...
In a blink of an eye, Han Feng disappeared. Several people were searching within a few miles, and a scream suddenly sounded.
The four bodies are known as if they are flying. Looking at the blind old man lying on the ground, his face is as cold as cold rain. The blind old man is the only one among their white lotus demons. I didn't expect to encounter the other party's tricks in the blink of an eye...
The blind old man opened his eyes and looked coldly at the sky. The misty rain slowly fell. Although his face was wet, it was not dirty. Obviously, he did not die for a long time. Half of the black disk is held between the hands, and the black disk made of cold iron has been broken into two halves by a human punch. There is a black round mark on the chest, and there are no other injuries.
"One shot to death."
The girl with a sweet face said lightly, and she couldn't see what kind of expression she looked like in her eyes. If you find that the other party doesn't want to fight, you should quickly inform others...
The other three listened carefully, but they didn't expect that this sweet-faced little Lori was the boss of this group of people. Others nodded silently, shook their bodies, and disappeared in the misty rain in a blink of an eye...