In the abandoned courtyard, there was a figure sitting on the roof, with moonlight shining, and his handsome face was sharp and bright.

The breeze swayed the corners of the clothes and brushed the black hair. Wu Feng looked up at the stars in the sky. He would not know when he would return tomorrow, and he would leave the courtyard without anyone coming.

Stepping on the road ahead means putting your concern behind you. Wu Feng was sad. Although he made a choice, people's hearts were full of flesh. He could not leave out the emotions and desires, especially kindness and friendship.

After a long time, Wu Feng hugged his head with his hands and prepared to lie down, cherishing the bright moon and stars that belonged to him. However, at this moment, a sharp sound of wind breaking through the eardrums, and he subconsciously grabbed a piece of tile and threw it over.

‘Pa’

Tiles shattered, and hidden arrows flew away!

"Who?"

Wu Feng stood on the roof, his cold eyes locked in the darkness ahead.

"The person who took your life."

The sound fell, and the black-clothed rushed out of the darkness, stepped on the ground, raised his sword and leaped towards Wu Feng on the roof. The sword blade condensed the cold moon, and looked extremely sharp.

With a cold snorkeling, Wu Feng kicked with one foot and several tiles flew out.

‘Smack.’

Turning into a thorn, the black-clothed shattered all the tiles, and the moment the soles of the feet touched the eaves, locking Wu Feng with the cold tip.

The sword energy rushed forward, Wu Feng retreated with his left foot, tilted his upper body slightly, and let the sword pass through his cheek. The cold air of his eyes illuminated by the cold light of the sword blade burst out, and he shouted with a loud shout and punched the black shadow in the chest.

Black-clothed with one arm to resist, but the powerful impact force still shocked him back. However, in the process of regressing, the sharp sword that pierced directly turned into a sweep, sweeping towards Wu Feng's throat.

His legs bent and his head slightly lowered. When a few strands of hair were scattered in his eyes, Wu Feng rebounded strongly like a tight spring, instantly rushing back, his right arm was like a strong bow, and the blue veins full of power bulge over his fist, locking in the black clothes that were retreating.

The offensives were successively resolved, and Black Clothes took back the sword to block it, but the whistling heavy punch was a joke? The sharp sword was extremely bent, and then it was several times cut with a click. The whole process was in the blink of an eye. Fortunately, most of the heavy punch was removed, and Black Clothes easily stabilized the center of gravity and threw out the broken blade, followed by the fierce fist wind.

When Wu Feng blocked the broken blade, he used force to rotate his body forward. When the black-clothed iron fist came, he walked around him without turning back. He raised his arm and made a heavy elbow.

Black clothes staggered forward and rolled down along the roof. At the critical moment, he grabbed the eaves and pulled up his body that fell in the air.

At this time, night clouds floated by and the moonlight shone. Black clothes hurriedly touched their faces and found that the mask was still there, so they breathed a little.

Wu Feng smiled coldly, laughing at the black-clothed one's own way, and also laughing at him for covering up his ears and stealing the bell.

"If you used the Plum Blossom Dark Dart from the beginning, I might be a corpse at this time."

The black-clothed shook suddenly, and Wu Feng seemed to hit his vital point. After hesitating for a few breaths, his hand finally slowly touched his arms.

At this moment, Zhang Long's voice came from afar. Seeing that Wu Feng had not returned for a long time, the latter came over. The sound of fighting made his feet feel windy.

Black clothes withdrew their hands, their teeth clattered, and the next second he jumped directly from the roof and disappeared into the darkness.

Zhang Long's sudden figure soon appeared.

"Where are people?"

"Run."

"Who is it?"

"Liu He!"

Liu He has been busy recruiting soldiers and cannot take revenge. After learning that Wu Feng was going to go to the Blood Sect, he secretly monitored the residence of Tailong's team because this was his only and last chance, "The Emperor of Heaven pays off for those who are interested." This opportunity really made him catch it.

Just as Wu Feng said, if Liu He had used his trump card from the beginning, the sneak attack might have been successful and then destroyed the corpse.

Unfortunately, Liu He also saw the fierce battle between Wu Feng and You Xi with his own eyes. He no longer had the absolute confidence in Wu Feng as before. If he could not kill him in one blow, what awaited him was the harsh family law, and there might be the power of the Blood Master.

Liu He, who was unconfident, could only hide it, but this would not kill Wu Feng. When the latter guessed his identity, he had no choice but to prepare to use the Plum Blossom Dark Dart, but unfortunately Zhang Long rushed over.

"I'll go find the head of the family!"

After saying that, Zhang Long was going to go, but was stopped by Wu Feng.

"Forget it, the head of the family will not have time to deal with these things now. Go back."

......

The next morning, in front of the Li family's gate.

After treatment, the young master had woken up, and was as angry as a slept in the carriage.

Unable to let go out of the carriage, the head of the Li family wiped the tears on his cheeks and ordered his followers to go and leave.

"You must take good care of the young master and report to your family in time if you have any questions."

"Please rest assured by the head of the family."

The head of the Li family nodded, and then Dong Li and the other two rode their horses.

“Are you ready?”

The head of the Li family quickly went up and held the horse rope.

“Everything is ready!”

Dong Li rode on the horse and glanced at him.

"Where is Wu Feng?"

The head of the Li family was only immersed in the sadness of separation from his son, and forgot Wu Feng and hurriedly looked back and searched.

"I'm here!"

Wu Feng's voice came from the door, and then he stepped out with a package tied on his shoulder, and Zhang Long and He Kui and others followed him to see him off.

"Hmph, you're not too arrogant!" Feng Xiu snorted coldly.

The head of the Li family hurriedly walked up to Wu Feng. Just as he wanted to give some advice, he heard Dong Li's impatient voice.

"Let's go quickly, it's been a few days."

After saying that, Dong Li clamped his legs lightly, turned his horse's head, and You Xi and Feng Xiu followed. One of the two followers drove the carriage and the other took care of the young master. The young master lay down and waved his hand, saying goodbye to his father and the Li family.

"Go back!"

Taking the reins from He Kui's hand, Wu Feng jumped onto the horse's back, bowed to Zhang Long, whose eyes were damp and the crowd, and then rode away.

The crowd in front of the door did not disperse for a long time, and they left one after another until there was no longer any concern in their sight. In the end, only the members of Zhang Long and Tailong's team were left.

"Let's go too!" Zhang Long's heart was empty. After saying that, he turned around and walked away. However, He Kui's scream made him turn around again.

"Brother Da!" He Kui ran to a corner ahead, and then walked back in disappointment after a moment.

"Where is Li Da?" Zhang Long asked hurriedly.

Shaking his head, He Kui replied, "When I turned around just now, I saw half of my face sticking out there."

"Half a face? Are you sure it's Li Da?" Zhang Long asked again.

"Yes, even if I only have one eye, I must be him." He Kui replied decisively.
Chapter completed!