Chapter 121 Han Feizi

On the top of the mountain, Xuanlun's eyes flashed, as if he suddenly thought of something. His pupils shrank suddenly. At this moment, the figure of Hefeng suddenly rose quickly in the midst of qi and blood. He galloped along the iron chain. One step was several feet, and soon went straight to the end of the first He went to the stone pillar in the first section.

"He is not going to break through this Handan chain!" Xuan Lun's face changed, and an idea came to his mind that made him feel bad.

"No, it's not right! He wanted to prove something with this, could it be..." Xuan Lun suddenly opened his eyes wide, and the speculation in his mind was infinitely enlarged. Seeing that the wind was not far from the stone pillar in the first section, a trace of viciousness flashed in Xuanlun's eyes.

He suddenly raised his right hand, clicked on the center of his eyebrows, and pulled out, and immediately three wisps of black air were pulled out of the center of his eyebrows, turning into three trembling and blurred figures in front of him.

Look, the three figures were two old men and a young girl. They looked in pain, as if they were wailing, but there was no sound, but under the finger of Xuanlun, they seemed to break their confinement, so that the sad voice of the three figures suddenly circled around.

"The wind..."

"Brother..."

The sound suddenly appeared, which made all the people who watched couldn't help but be stunned. At the same time, the gentle wind, which was not far from the end of a chain, suddenly trembled, turned back suddenly, with tears in his eyes, and saw the three figures in front of the Xuanlun.

Seeing the wind stop, Xuan Lun was relieved. He snorted his right hand on the girl's figure, deliberately slowed down, and deliberately let the girl let out a sad scream, as if her whole body was torn and swallowed up little by little.

The sound swirling, which shocked all those who witnessed it.

Su Ming looked at this scene, frowned and sighed. He had already guessed that this Hefeng was a person with a past.

He Feng's body trembled and stared at Xuanlun in the distance. Outsiders could not see his expression. He could only see him in silence for a moment. He suddenly turned around and continued to walk forward, but his body trembled more and more violently.

Just then, another sad scream came, which was mixed with a heartbreaking call.

"Wind...save me..."

In Xuanlun's hand, after crushing the girl's black figure, he squeezed on one of the two old man's figures, and slowly pinched it until the weak scream, he saw He Feng's trembling body, as if he could not move forward, but after falling down, he pinched it on the last black figure.

In the shocking scream, Su Ming saw the gentle breeze on the chain and spewed out a mouthful of blood. He did not take a steady step forward. He fell into the sky with one foot, and his whole body fell to the abyss below.

Looking at this scene, Su Ming thought of his own tribe, the tragic scene in the migration, and the ferocious of Bitu.

"If the beast is not strong, it will become people's food. If a person is not strong, he will be influenced by the strong. Even if he resists, he will not play much role... This is the law of the jungle.

If you want to change everything, you must... become a strong man!" There is no sympathy in Su Ming's eyes, but a sense of firmness and persistence.

He Feng smiled miserably, and his body fell rapidly towards the abyss below. He closed his eyes. He had too many things he had not done, and his revenge had not been avenged, but these seemed to have no chance.

Xuanlun stood up and stood on the top of the mountain with a few steps, with a sneer at the corners of his mouth. He only waited for the other party to wave to death and use the power of Puqiang to retrieve the broken body of the other party. He knew that there was a terrible force in the abyss under the chain. Even Only then can you go in and out safely under some special ceremony.

But at this moment, he suddenly sighed in the world, but he saw a white figure coming out of the first floor of the Handan Mountain City. The figure was delicate and a woman. There was a white cloud under her feet, as if holding her body, turning into a white rainbow and going straight to the falling wind under the chain.

It was so fast that it was approaching in a blink of an eye, so that He Feng's body with his eyes closed fell on a white cloud.

Xuan Lun's eyes flashed and stared at the woman, but he didn't say anything, as if he was equally afraid.

Even the appearance of this woman, saving He Feng's behavior, even there was no sound from the Puqiang department, as if he acquiesced in her behavior.

The woman is dressed in white, with a wisp of white gauze on her face, and she can't see her face clearly, but her eyes are very beautiful, which seem to contain some strange charm. If you look at her, you will be intoxicated with it.

Su Ming's mind was moved. This woman was exactly the person he saw last night and talked to He Feng, but at this moment, she seemed to be different from yesterday.

"Senior Xuanlun, this person had known Yan Fei in his early years, so Yan Fei rescued him. I hope you don't blame him." The woman's voice was very beautiful, but it contained a coldness, like a cold wind blowing, which made people feel faintly cold after listening to it.

"It doesn't matter. If I had known about this, I wouldn't have interfered before. This matter is a misunderstanding, but after all, I have a grudge against him, and I hope Han Feizi will understand." Xuanlun squeezed out a smile on his face, showing a gentle look.

"Of course, Yan Fei will not participate in the matter between the senior and this person." After the woman finished speaking, the white clouds shook under her feet and flew to the peak of Yanchibu Mountain in the distance with the unconscious breeze.

As he left, Xuanlun was silent there for a moment. He shook his sleeves and returned to the second floor.

Under the chain connected to the peak of Yanchibu, the eight huge stone pillars slowly sank in the roar, and finally disappeared into the abyss, making the chain fall and shake with the wind.

Until everything returned as usual, at this dusk, Su Ming looked at the woman's distant figure, and whispered comments from the people around him came to his ears.

"It's Han Feizi!"

"The proud daughter of Yan Chi's department is even more valued by a little elder of Tianhan Sect. She belongs to half of the Tianhan Sect. It is said that she should have been included in the family for a long time, but she asked for a postponement. The next time Tianhan Sect receives disciples, she will enter Tianhan S

"I've heard about this, but even so, she is still respected as Han Feizi, which is the supreme honor. I heard that it was given by the elder of Tianhan Sect."

"This is not a secret. Tianhan Sect collects the disciples, the selection is extremely strict, and the disciples in the sect, only the strongest three in all dynasties, will be given the title of Hanzi."

"I heard that she has more than 900 blood lines. She is the kind of person who is destined to open the dust. Although Xuan Lun is a strong man, she is still in awe in the face of Tianhan Sect. The white cloud under her feet should be the inheritance treasure of Yan Chi. It is said that this treasure is ever-changing and called Yunyan..."

The discussion didn't last long, and the crowd gradually dispersed. Maybe there were too many changes on this day. Most of the people on the third floor had no intention of buying and selling. Soon there were fewer people here, and some shops also closed early.

Su Ming did not leave, but walked to the store he had seen before. The old man in the shop sat cross-legged. When he saw Su Ming coming, he looked over.

"I saw you at noon and wanted to come in, but I was interrupted by the matter of breaking into the Hanshan chain." The old man spoke calmly.

Su Ming nodded and looked around in the shop.

"If you like something, just say it directly. Don't do something mixed with fish eyes. There is nothing in my shop that I don't even know how to use, and I won't let you pick it up." The old man glanced at Su Ming and frowned.

Su Ming still nodded, the ninth leg of the nine-legged spider on the wall.

"I want this thing!"

"The ninth leg of the nine-striped spider, which is the essence of its whole body, which is extremely rare. I don't want stone coins here. What do you exchange for? If it's an ordinary thing, don't take it out. The old man looked at Su Ming and said coldly.

"This thing!" Su Ming didn't talk nonsense. He put his right hand into the clothes behind him and directly took out a black bone knife. The knife was dark all over, but if you look carefully, you can see that there are red lines in it.

This thing is exactly the bone knife given by Fangmu.

Put the knife on the ground and look at the old man. The old man looked at him. He grabbed it and looked at it carefully.

"The imitation of eastern An?" The old man looked up and glanced at Su Ming. Some of him were not sure about Su Ming's arrival. He knew that outsiders rarely had this kind of bone knife. Only eastern An had and made it. The person who could get this knife must have something to do with eastern An.

"In addition to exchanging this spider's ninth leg, this thing also needs to add this bone!" Su Ming seemed to casually pointed to a black bone the size of a fist on the shelf next to the old man. Strangely, on the bone, there was a frost emitting coldness. Obviously, it was by no ordinary beast that left this bone.

"The inner bone of the Taijing beast... This knife can only be exchanged for one, not two." The old man smiled and saw the key point of the person in front of him. Obviously, he was more inclined to the inner bone. It seemed that because of the knife, his expression was no longer so cold and slightly gentle.

"Look at this knife carefully." Su Ming looked at the old man and said calmly.

The old man was stunned. Hearing this, he bowed his head and looked again. His eyes contracted slightly. He saw the red line in the knife and held the knife. With a wave, a cold air immediately dispersed, but in the depths of the cold air, there was a heat, and the cold and seemed to merge.

A moment later, Su Ming came out of the store, holding the ninth leg of the nine-striped plant in his hand, and the black bone. The old man guessed right. This bone was indeed what Su Ming cared about.

To be precise, these two kinds of materials are what he must get. One is what he needs to refine the divine scattering, and the other is what he needs to scatter and plant grass.

"I didn't expect that there were these two items here. Although they didn't need them for the time being, they used the only imitation weapon now, Xian..." Su Ming's eyes flashed, and several black bells on the old man's right wrist appeared in his mind.