Chapter 87 I'm glad to hear that there is peace at home

Looking at the crazy hopeful eyes of No. 53 turning into full of unwillingness, and still wielding his sword desperately to kill himself before his death, Lin Feng did not hesitate to turn the broken sword a few times and completely wiped out the vitality in the young man's body.

This is the first bloodshed of the three star battles, which also means the beginning of more lives in future battles.

Seeing that the fire of life in 53's eyes finally went out, Lin Feng pulled out his broken sword and threw it beside him. Then he sat beside the poor, sad and respectable black and thin young man with no image.

Seeing that the bulging in the young man's arms smelled the fragrance of tobacco in the blood of the sky, Lin Feng reached into his arms and took out a pack of cigarettes and tore them out one to his mouth.

Taking out the flint and lighting it, Lin Feng inhaled a big mouth tightly and closed his mouth tightly. Even if the hot and choking smell echoed in his throat, he stubbornly closed his mouth and did not release them out.

After taking a few sips of this cigarette, Lin Feng turned his head and looked at the body beside him that had lost its temperature. The thin and resolute expression on his face was full of despair and unwillingness before he died.

"Ha..." Lin Feng suddenly laughed twice, reached out and took out two cigarettes again and lit them at the same time. One was put into the dead 53 mouth, but the other was held in his hand and the blue smoke rose and shrouded them in the clouds.

Although the referee frowned, he didn't say anything. The people below who were still dissatisfied suddenly lost their voice when they saw this strange picture. After looking at each other, they finally quietly closed their mouths.

So compared with other ring, this ring looks particularly silent and weird.

Reaching out his hand and pulling it out in the young man's arms again, Lin Feng found a small and exquisite rattle drum. His body suddenly stiffened, but he still insisted on taking out the small rattle drum and shaking it gently.

The crisp and pleasant voice came out from afar.

A big man smokes and sits next to another dead but thin young man who also smokes, while the young teenager who seems to be alive gently shakes a rattle used by a child to play. This is a strange scene that people under the ring will never forget, and several of the aunts even inexplicably wiped the corners of their eyes with handkerchiefs.

The sound of drums seems to be telling this strange and inexplicable story, and it seems to be ringing for a child in the distance.

This is a person like Lin Feng. Lin Feng knew it after seeing the 53rd fighting for his life. Only they are so eager to win at the end - no matter how humble their lives are.

I didn't expect that the speculation a few days ago would become a reality so quickly, and the corners of Lin Feng's mouth couldn't help showing a bitter smile.

He could have defeated him without hurting the black and thin young man, but he had to kill him. Because he knew that he had stood on the irredled cliff, in order not to be crushed, and in order for the family to continue, they had to work hard. Even if Lin Feng smashed the young man's sword, the young man would not hesitate to jump up and kill Lin Feng with his teeth and fist. If he knew the identity of this young man at the beginning, he would definitely kill him at the first time.

There is no right or wrong, just to survive. Lin Feng looked at the body of the black and thin young man slowly getting cold and suddenly felt that his body was a little cold. Although the five families are a little inhumane, from their standpoint, don't they maintain their rule and protect their people from harm?

He poured the last puff of smoke into his throat fiercely, and Lin Feng gently shook the rattle drum. There is also a young daughter or sister waiting for him to go back to give her gifts to make her happy.

"God of the bitch!" Lin Fengyi Jianyuan shattered the rattle drum into debris all over the sky, and then fiercely spit out the smoke in his throat, spit fiercely at the bloody sun and stood up and strode to the bottom of the ring.

Under the sunset, the scarlet sunset shone on his body and added a desolate and heroic feeling to him.

Finally, he looked back at the ring. Lin Feng grasped the broken sword hard, and a murderous intention suddenly rose in his heart.

There are a total of 150 games today. After Lin Feng killed 53, other platforms also began to splash blood. According to the final statistics, more than a dozen swordsmen died on the spot today.

According to the gossip, the remaining 100 people have stepped into the realm of Jiansheng, and the rest are almost at the peak of the swordsman's ninth grade, and may break into the realm of Jiansheng at any time. In this way, Lin Feng is the lowest strength.

This is also very reasonable. Guys like Yue Mingxin have stepped into the Sword Emperor. And the top geniuses such as Fire Lotus are also at the peak of the sword saint. All the other first-class masters of the three stars would be strange if they were all swordsmen.

When Lin Feng returned to his accommodation, Li Qinglian and Yue Mingxin were already making tea and obviously waiting for him.

Seeing that he didn't look well, he asked him softly what had happened. Lin Feng talked about the things in the ring.

After listening to Yue Mingxin, the last trace of luck in his heart was destroyed in an instant. While depressed, he was even more vigilant about the five families. At that moment, he wrote a family letter to his father, asking him to be careful.

Li Qinglian seemed to understand it, but she also understood that the five families were not good things.

When Yue Mingxin came into the house to write a letter, he blinked his eyes and looked at Lin Feng and Ai seemed to have questions to ask.

Lin Feng was seen by him and said angrily that he would fart quickly.

Li Qinglian, who has always had a free and easy ranger temperament, first untied a wine gourd from her waist, and then took out a cup from the Qiankun bag and poured it neatly to pour the wine.

"Well..." Before he asked Lin Feng, he asked the question first: "Isn't it troublesome for you to hang so many wine gourds around your waist?" The last time I saw it, I wanted to ask, but I was confused by the confused way forward, and now he still asks.

"There are a lot of sundries in the universe bag, and wine is a noble thing. How can it be put together?" Li Qinglian asked with wide eyes, "And he can be warmed at any time with wine, which is more warm than the wine in the cold wine cellar."

"..." Lin Feng was really defeated by him, and he was so particular about drinking wine.

"Why didn't you bring the black and thin young man back?" Li Qinglian still asked.

"Why did I bring him back?" Lin Feng frowned: "One of the bodies on the ring was properly placed and sent them back to their place of origin. Second, is it the relationship between me and him that you are dead or my life? Am I sick? Three, why did I bring him back? Is it buried or reminding yourself that you may die like that one day?

"Do you think my heart is a little vicious?" Lin Feng looked at the silent Li Qinglian and asked softly.

"Drink." Li Qinglian took the initiative to raise the glass and touched it and handed it to Lin Feng.

"Do it." Lin Feng smiled and drank cleanly.

Just as the two were drinking, the Liu stewer handed a letter to Lin Feng.

Opening the letter doubtfully, there was a suppressed smile on Lin Feng's face.

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Among the vast forest people.

Since Lin Feng's death, Qin Xianyao, the grandfather of medicine, has been committed to studying the antidote of the inexplicable poison. The last mistake has always been a pain in the old man's heart, so the old man buried his head in the antidote except for eating and sleeping.

Fortunately, Lin Xiaochen looked at him, and he also listened to Lin Xiaochen's advice from eating and sleeping on time. Otherwise, with such a lifeless job at his current age, I'm afraid it's not enough to have 100 lives. Even so, he has obviously lost a lot of weight.

It is very unhappy that little Lori Nanyue can't find Lin Feng's trace after studying Lin Feng's experience. After playing with Huo Xuwei for a few days, I suddenly thought of Lin Feng taking care of her as a teacher and went to Grandpa Yao's research place at noon that day.

Nanyue was originally a herb fan. After listening to Grandpa Yao's research, she looked at the aunt and child who was still pale and pale.

A familiar with [Medicine Classic] and [Danjing], and a medical family who practiced medicine all over the world in his early years. The combination of the two has also progressed much faster.

After seeing Xiaonanyue's extremely evil talent, Qin Xianyao, who had studied hard but had no clue in the past few days, taught him what he had learned all his life, hoping that Xiaonanyue could find this poison to make an antidote.

Xiao Nanyue did not live up to the expectations of Qin Xianyao, and digested Qin Xianyao in just half a month. Then the two devoted all their energy to the poison again.

There are thousands of poisons in the world. After Xiaonan proposed the screening method on the first day of the month, Qin Xianyao will list the medicinal herbs that may cause this symptom or mix the poisons that can cause symptoms one by one according to the symptoms at the time of two onset.

In this way, more than 100 kinds were listed, and then the two were investigated one by one according to the medicinal properties.

A few days ago, the two finally screened hundreds of poisons or synthetic poisons.

These are extremely similar, and it is difficult for the two to be sure and dare not find human experiments at will. Because this poison did not appear in the world at all before, and the experiment entered a dead end for a while.

Xiao Nanyue put forward a bold idea after hard thinking. In addition, the last time the five families used the [Tianya broken intestine grass] to temporarily suppress toxicity. Although Qin Xianyao was shocked by Xiao Nanyue's idea, it was finally tested.