The supreme sword demon

Chapter 163 The Last Note

The youth exchange looked at the youth merchants with some doubts, but they still didn't say anything after all. For him, Qing Yuer's judgment has never been wrong, especially when she has been in such close contact with someone.

(Lin Feng, Lin clan, prophecy. I hope Yuer's intuition is accurate. The Qing family has always not participated in activities between major forces in any other world, but now it is not possible. After all, this human world is still going to be chaotic. Save the family.)

Qingxiang looked at the youth merchants and said in a low voice, "Since the decision has been made, let's give the medicinal herbs to the Liu family as soon as possible. Also, is the headquarters of our Qing family going to move to the forest people in the vast town of Star City?

"No need!" The young merchant narrowed his eyes and looked at the sky and said, "A gentleman does not stand under the wall..."

Qingxiang looked at the young merchants with some doubts, but saw that the fox spirit in this old fox was a little tired.

(The wind and clouds are turbulent, and the whole world is full of blood. According to the news of various business lines, the three stars of the world and the two worlds are full of blood. Maybe the world is really going to usher in a big change?)

He stroked Qing Yuer's little head silently and suddenly felt a little tired...

※※I am the lovely dividing line※※

Jin Xin's tired eyes quietly looked ahead, stretched out his hand to tighten his loose clothes, looked at the big and small deep and shallow wounds on his body, and jumped up to a tree in silence for a moment.

After a moment, several golden swordsmen with long swords passed by.

Jin Xin silently watched those people go away, and then walked in the opposite direction.

After a incense, a small gold stronghold appeared in front of him.

He stretched out his tongue and licked his lips that were dry with hunger, pulled out the long halberd behind him and rushed straight over without saying a word.

After half a column of incense, this small stronghold was slaughtered by him.

He looked blankly at the blood flowing on the ground, went to a man's room to change his clothes, and changed his clothes after dressing the new horrible wound that almost tore half of his arm with bandage anti-inflammatory drugs. Then he walked into the kitchen and devoured a big meal, and then disappeared before the arrival of the surrounding gold or other swordsmen.

"Meng'er, where is our king?" When dusk came, Jin Xin half leaned against a tree and stroked the [Kunpeng] in his arms and asked softly. His eyes were a little confused.

But soon, the confusion became tough, because there was a faint shout of killing in the distance.

"What a bunch of crazy dogs!" Jin Xin muttered in distress and took out the halberd and rushed over first.

When Jin Xin came to Tianxing City, he was almost like a beggar.

The pursuit of the five major families, especially the Jin Feng clan, continues. Jin Xin doesn't know how many people he killed these days, and he doesn't know how many people of the Jin clan secretly surnamed Gongsun or Gongsun died in order to cover him. He just ran away and killed tirelessly, struggling forward with a glimmer of hope.

"Wang?" [Kunpeng] in his arms suddenly jumped, and Jin Xin's eyes suddenly became hot.

[Kunpeng] The jumping range is getting bigger and bigger, and even the halberd behind him is not willing to show weakness. Jin Xinqiang pressed his excitement and quickly walked to a remote alley.

"Meng'er, is that you?" He looked at the [Kunpeng] who became like a mortal sword and said excitedly.

A few powerful breaths approached quickly. Jin Xin frowned and then ran quickly.

In his arms, [Kunpeng] and the halberd behind him suddenly jumped, pointing in the direction of the square.

"Wang, are you there?" Jin Xin frowned, then gritted his teeth and turned around and ran in the direction indicated by the halberd.

When I arrived at the square, it was full of bustling people. But it is very strange that the powerful breath behind has disappeared. But he didn't know that the riot that happened in the square at the last time of thousands of years had made the five families like frightened birds. How could he dare to kill here under the sun?!

"No!" Jin Xin suddenly stood still and thought for a long time.

"[Kunpeng] I don't know why there is no leakage of breath, and my whereabouts will not be leaked according to reason..." Jin Xin's thoughts are full of thoughts: "If my whereabouts were really leaked, the sword fairy of the Feng clan would have been summoned to the door. After all, he would not sit idly ignore such an important thing as the innate sword weapon. So, who are the five families who are chasing me these days?

"Who is it?" Jin Xin stood blankly in the square and looked up at the sky helplessly.

"Will it be the self-directed and self-acted by the Gongsun family? So, what is their motivation? Jin Xin's heart is in turmoil.

"Dangdang..." The magic bell in the square suddenly rang.

Jin Xin woke up in horror. Now I no longer think about this problem, and then go in the direction indicated by the halberd.

(It's a trap, for the sake of dreams, okay!)

Jin Xin made up his mind to stop stattering and look for it again.

When he ran to the ring where Lin Feng and Huo Lianhua fought, Changji and [Kunpeng] suddenly calmed down. Jin Xin stared at the deep pit in the ring and didn't know what to do. Is the king in this cave?

Standing in distress for a while, Jin Xin randomly chose a direction to walk.

After walking for a while, he was a little surprised to find that he was unconsciously walking in one direction.

Casarily stopped an old man and asked about the road, and Jin Xin stood still and was silent.

"The vast town?" Jin Xin muttered to himself, "Strange prophecy, Lin clan? Then, the Benlin people."

The teenager went on a journey again, holding [Kunpeng] and carrying a halberd on his back.

※※I am the lovely dividing line※※

Time passed quietly, and in a blink of an eye, it was March 15, 1999.

During this period, many people died, many places were stained with blood, many people began to work hard, many people began to stand quietly, and more people were at a loss and lived their own life in chaos. The blood over the human world is getting thicker and thicker, and even a breath of air can swallow a mouthful of blood.

In this case, the higher the cultivation, the more difficult it is for people to calm down and practice. The ubiquitous bloody gas between heaven and earth entered their bodies with the vitality when they swallowed and absorbed the qi of heaven and earth, which made them feel very uncomfortable.

There are also some people whose cultivation has advanced rapidly during this period, but most of them have become murderers and are suppressed by people.

The swordsmen are frightened, and the sword emperors are thoughtful, but the five sword fairies of the five major families often fly high in the sky to explore what they have. The communication between them is becoming more frequent and closer, and their expressions are sometimes shocked, sometimes excited and sometimes afraid.

On this day, the sky was clear, and some unknown grasses had slowly stretched their bodies, arched through the thick frozen soil probes to reveal their bodies, and then left a potholed tender yellow on the ground.

But something big happened in the vast town.

The originally silent Feng clan suddenly broke out a large-scale battle, and then some of the remnants rushed to the Star City. At the same time, Shui Qingqian took the aquarium to the Lin clan. So far, there are only the Lin people left in the vast town.

Not to mention the scene of the water rushing to the Lin clan, Lin Feng got a message on the trading system before the wind clan war broke out - a message hidden from the encrypted account.

2 three, four five, six seven eight nine. Take good care of my wife."

2 3 4 5, 67 89? Help me take care of my wife?" Lin Feng frowned and meditated for a long time, and then quickly rushed to Lin Zi, whom he had agreed with.

"Two three, four five, six seven eight nine, one lack of ten..." Lin Feng stood in the forest and muttered to himself, "If you lack clothes and food, then there is nothing? If there is nothing, there is only north and south.

"North and south..." After pondering for a moment, Lin Feng stood in front of the tree, looked at the first tree in the south, and found a note under the tree. Then he quickly walked to the tenth tree in the north and found another note.

The note is mottled and full of blood. Obviously, it is already more or less auspicious.

Regardless of the sadness in his heart and the things on the note, Lin Feng quickly rushed to his happy home.

Happiness sits at the door, quiet, waiting for something.

"Happiness..." Lin Feng was silent and asked with some difficulty, "I haven't been home for a few days?"

"It's been three or four days." Originally, I saw someone running, and my face was full of happiness. After seeing that it was Lin Feng, the smile disappeared in an instant. Obviously, this smart and quiet woman already knew something.

"I won't leave him..." Happiness sighed and said in an extremely quiet word.

Lin Feng felt very bad and quickly stepped forward to remove his happy hand. A handful of bright scissors fell to the ground with a bang. Happiness turned his head and looked at Lin Feng, with a quiet smile and a calm tone: "A Li will be lonely alone."

"Happiness!" Lin Feng shouted loudly, but he didn't know what to say after all. In a sense, he is also the murderer who killed Jun Inte, or he is the most fundamental reason for Jun Inte's death.

A little panicked and took out the note from his arms. Lin Feng said loudly, "You see, Jun Boli's blood is on this note, which means that he was injured at that time, but there was no body around him. Your A Li may still be alive."

He looked at Lin Feng with happy eyes, looked at Lin Feng, who explained like crazy, and suddenly sighed.

"Did Ali ask you to take care of me?" Happiness looked at Lin Feng and asked.

Lin Feng calmed down and withdrew the bloody note. Look at happiness