Fengjiu walked two more streets, whether it was a restaurant or an inn, a restaurant or a vendor, a gambling stall or a brothel, black, white, and miscellaneous, and could not get any news. He knew that someone must have deliberately blocked the news, and the only person with this right and ability was Jiang Mingcheng, the lord of Longling City.

"Xu Longxiang!" He leaned against the wall at an alleyway entrance, and three words slowly burst out from his mouth. His half of his body was inviolable in the brightly lit night market. However, when he said this name, his other half was in the shadow of the alley, as if a layer of darkness was shrouded in the shadow of the alley. Several mice wandering in search of food suddenly split into several pieces.

At this time, four men and women walked out of the corner of the other end of the alley. Because the lights outside the street could not shine on the depths of the alley, they could not see their faces clearly. They heard a middle-aged man saying some flattering words in a vague way.

Feng Jiu glanced sideways and stopped paying attention. He decided to attack Jishu and go to Longling Mansion to meet Jiang Mingcheng. When he was about to set off, he heard the middle-aged man change his resentful tone: "It's all that Yan Shifang. If he hadn't saved those people, the king's puppets were enough, how could he not be able to kill Mo Yuqing? He even let him escape. He should have captured Yan Shifang and cut him into pieces!"

Hearing these words, he stopped and quickly analyzed the information contained in it. This information quickly matched some memories in his mind. He had heard a lot of recent deeds in the human world on the ship, and the one who was talked about the most was this "puppet king".

Could it be that one of the people in this group is a puppet king? After memories, the chat between the passengers slowly came to my mind. Although it was omitted, I remembered that some people did say that most of the residents of Zhao'an Prefecture were saved by the hero Yan, and it turned out to be Junior Brother Yan. He couldn't help but smile, thinking that no matter how bad such a person was, how bad could he be, and it was even less likely that he was an undercover agent of the demon clan. He had a little more trust in Yan Li.

If there is one of them here, the puppet king, then before meeting Jiang Mingcheng, you might as well get rid of it, so as to prevent him from doing evil again. Thinking about this, keep calm and listen to their conversation.

I saw one of the girls stop, slap hard, and slap the middle-aged man in the face: "Cao Bingrong, do you still dare to mention it to me?" The girl's voice was delicate and crisp, but it was just an appearance, and the murderous intent hidden in it was even Fengjiu shuddered. But it seemed that it was not targeting the middle-aged man, but another person.

"That dog thief!" The girl waved her hand and slapped the middle-aged man again, "It's all you, you're useless, I'm useless to spend ten dead soul puppets, and I'm seriously injured by my old thief. It still hurts! Bad guy, if you didn't want you to give advice, I'll feed you Xiao Meimei now!"

The little Meimei is naturally shocking, and the girl is naturally Yue'er.

"Yes, it's because of his subordinates that he is too weak. It's all his subordinates' fault that he can't fight against that Yan Shifang..." Cao Bingrong was slapped twice by Yue'er, but he was happy in his heart. What he was afraid of was no punishment, so that the end of the world would really be coming. He slapped his chest confidently and said, "Don't worry this time, Yan Shifang will definitely lead the army to attack. We just need to create some puppets in a hidden way in advance. When he and Jiang Mingcheng fight to the death, they will be sent out to send surprise troops and kill them without leaving any armor!"

"This is your last chance." Yue'er said, turning around, still walking towards Fengjiu, as if she was about to enter the downtown area. But as she was about to approach Fengjiu, she stopped, her upper body leaned slightly, and her hands were cutely put on her back, like a playful girl next door, and said to Fengjiu with a smile, "Did you hear everything just now?"

Fengjiu glanced at Yue'er sideways, her face couldn't be seen clearly in the shadows, but her words were clearly full of murderous intent. How could such a little girl have such strong malicious intentions and be silenced by others after hearing the secret? Who taught her like this?

"Who taught you this way?" He said whatever he thought of, and then the unjust souls of Zhao'an Mansion were a little angry.

When Yue'er heard such a question, she was stunned: "How am I?"

"It takes human life at any time and harms the world. How do you think you are?" Feng Jiu's time is very precious. He didn't have time to explain too much, and a sword light was already bursting out on his body.

"Escape, the old place meets!" Yue'er's heart was terrified and she issued an order without hesitation.

Although Cao Bingrong didn't know who the person in front of him was, he clearly felt something terrifying in his spiritual sense and escaped into the shadow without saying a word. The two children were slower, but they also ran away.

Countless soul lines were shattered by the sword light, and Yue'er's silver teeth were bitten. She never thought that she was so unlucky. First, Mo Yuqing, and now she met such a super expert. As soon as she confronted her, she immediately felt Feng Jiu's power and the most unreasonable swordsmanship.

"This puppet king of my hatred has been recorded for you, please remember it for me,

One day, you will regret being born in this world!" She said resentfully, and a sensation appeared on the ground. She hugged her and disappeared.

"Hide the ground? Is it a shocking charm? You can't escape!" Feng Jiu's eyes suddenly turned sharp. Regardless of the exposure of his identity, Jiuxiao Leiyin escaped from the heavenly spirit, making a clear roar like a dragon roar, chasing him relentlessly following the evil aura. He jumped onto the roof and used the force to pass through the roof quickly, chasing from the east of the city to the west of the city. Suddenly, a lot of noise sounded in his ears. Looking from afar, he saw a ruin in the middle of a magnificent house. Many flying dragon guards gathered there, saying something. With a thought, Jiuxiao Leiyin fell head-on and fell in the ruins.

boom!

With a loud bang, Yue'er was forced out of the ground, her face was pale, and she vomited a mouthful of blood. She was supported by Jing Mei and did not fall down. Jing Mei was so anxious that she was about to hug her again, but she found that an inexplicable force blocked the ground and could not use her magical powers. He grinned at Feng Jiu who was flying down and let out a low threatening roar.

This ruin is Pengtang.

The flying dragon guards had just discovered the great changes in Pengtang and were investigating. Suddenly, a divine light fell from the sky and landed on the ground. They saw a sword, all over, like a shadow of fog, and there was also a flowing light, like a small dragon swallowing clouds and spitting mist, accompanied by thunder. When they landed, a ripples like clear water spread out.

The flying dragon guards suddenly felt like they had entered an indescribable space. One of the leaders who were obviously dressed in different clothes changed their faces: "The clouds and dragons surround, and the place where the Dharma forbidden is the Nine Sky Thunder Sound!"

"The Nine Sky Thunder Sound of the Immortal Artifact!" Feilong Wei Quan exclaimed.

Five years ago, Jianting announced to the outside world that Jiuxiao Leiyin was officially passed on to Fengjiu.

After being shocked, the leader hurriedly clasped his fists to Fengjiu who had forced Xiang Yue'er over after landing, saying, "You are the sword god Fengjiu?"

"Yes." Feng Jiu said very quickly, "You can retreat quickly. This witch cultivator "Yi Tian Shen Death Sutra" is not something you can deal with. If it is turned into a puppet, I will have to kill you."

The leader was frightened this time and waved his hand: "Don't interfere with Lord Sword God to eliminate demons, let's go!" After that, he ran away as if he ran away.

Yue'er gradually recovered from her dizziness: "The place of Dharma forbidden... So this is how it is. It can block Xiao Meimei's magical powers. It is such a heaven-defying immortal weapon! But you are too unreasonable. I just told you and wanted to kill me. You are a disciple of a famous family, so aren't you afraid that others will say you are bullying a female person?" She raised her head and looked over angrily. This look made her stunned.

Under the moonlight, this man who was full of murderous intentions towards her was wearing a decent black suit, showing off his tall figure, and his face seemed to be portrayed on a ruler, with each edge and corner so clearly. Every protrusion was sharp like a sword, as if a picture composed of sharp sword light. His cold and extraordinary temperament seemed twice as lonely under the cold moonlight.

Somehow she felt ache in her heart.

Feng Jiuyao was thundering the thunder sound of Jiuxiao, and rushed towards Yue'er. Just as he saw Yue'er look up, the moonlight clearly reflected a pale face, seven points of beauty and three points of weakness. With just a moment of expression, he immediately became the most irresistible pitiful look of a man.

This face was like a sharp blade, cruelly cutting off half of Fengjiu's heart. A severe pain spread throughout his body, as if a call of regret came from his soul: "Linlin!"

"Wow!"

What followed was that a large mouthful of blood was sprayed on the ground, and then he stood unsteadily and fell to the ground. The small fragments in the deep sea of ​​memory were fragmented with a tender face, vomiting poisonous blood, and casting a gentle light in the last time of life. They were not far away, and Yue'er could even feel the temperature of the blood spitting in front of him. Feng Jiu trembled and raised his hand, as if touching the old and disabled light and shadow, and reached towards Yue'er's face.

Yue'er came to her senses and saw Feng Jiu's cold face. At this moment, everything she could wrinkle was wrinkled, and her heart also clenched, which made her feel curious and scared. It seemed that in order to drive away this feeling, she waved her hand off Feng Jiu's hand, "You are so disgusting, get out of here!"

The fragments of memory were ruthlessly broken.

Feng Jiu stopped grief and knelt down there, and said archerly: "You go, leave Longling City, don't let me see you again."

"Oh!" Yue'er's eyes rolled, "I understand, you must have treated me as someone, could it be your old lover? Seeing you like this, she must have died extremely miserably. Didn't you have time to save her, or did she die for you? So pitiful, I didn't expect that the sword god Fengjiu was a lovely man who cares about his old love and spared the witch." He said, "giggled".

"Disappear immediately!" Feng Jiu stood up and looked at Yue'er coldly, and the thunder sound of Jiuxiao slowly floated over.

Yue'er smiled strangely: "I've lost you only if I'm injured. This time I'm ruthless, but we'll see you soon." After that, he patted Jing Mei. Jing Mei immediately hugged Yue'er, and crawled into the ground and disappeared.

Fengjiu covered her chest and walked out of Pengtang with a staggering pace, and found a tavern on the other street. At this time, the night market was almost over and the tavern was about to close. When he saw Fengjiu coming in, the shopkeeper hurriedly stopped him and said, "Customer, our store is about to close, you will come again tomorrow."

"Give me wine!" Feng Jiu went over and sat down, slapped the table and shouted loudly, "Give me wine!"

"Customer, don't make things difficult for us..." The shopkeeper saw that Feng Jiu's face was pale and there was blood on his lips. He was obviously injured and wanted to drink. He was very worried. If he died of drinking here, he would be unable to explain it even if he had a mouthful.

"I have money, how dare you not sell me?" Feng Jiu slapped a golden ticket on the table, looking at the shopkeeper with sharp eyes. He has been in a high position for a long time and is powerful without anger. Once he becomes serious, it is very scary. But he seems to have forgotten that his hands should not have such power to slap the table.

"We, we dare not, you, sit down for a while." The shopkeeper was so scared that he didn't dare to take the gold ticket. He hurriedly ran over to bring wine, and cut a plate of cooked beef and two plates of peanuts.

Feng Jiu patted a jar of wine, lifted it up and poured it into his mouth. He seemed to have forgotten that his hands did not have such strength, and could lift the three-foot-high wine jar.

Gudong Gudong Gudong Gudong!

He drank most of the time before putting it down. A girl sat opposite him at some point and looked at him with a smile. He said coldly: "I said that if I see you again, I will kill you!"

"But you didn't say it." The girl also took a jar, patted Kaifeng mud, and poured it into the bowl. "You just said you didn't want to see me, but you didn't say what you did when you saw me. I couldn't help but be curious, so I came to ask you." She drank a big bowl, her cheeks immediately flushed, and she looked at Feng Jiu with a drunken smile.

"Then I will tell you now. If I see you again, I will kill you!" Feng Jiu said coldly.

"Okay, okay. Then wait for the next time, you will see me again and kill me again. Now we will drink, hehehe..." Yue'er poured another bowl and drank it.

Feng Jiu seemed to have acquiesced to the proposal and started drinking again.

Yue'er hummed, "I expect you to come and get drunk, so I come to drink with you to relieve your lovesickness. This girl did everything she wanted, but she did a good thing for you. Shouldn't you kneel down to thank me?"

Fengjiu just drinks.

Yue'er had never drunk alcohol, so she didn't know how powerful it was. After two big bowls, her head was dizzy. Feng Jiu seemed to have several more. "Hey, Linlin, is it really as good as me?"

"Better than you."

"impossible……"

"Better than you."

"Impossible..."

"Better than you."

"You are not allowed to say it, you are not allowed to say it!" Yue'er suddenly got fierce, stood up and leaned over and grabbed Fengjiu's chest, "The master said, Yue'er... When Yue'er grew up, she is the most beautiful girl in the world... This is what the master said... Your Linlin must not be better than Yue'er, absolutely not. If you say it, I will bite you if you say it!" As he said that, he threatened.

Feng Jiu said indifferently: "You are drunk."

"Hey," Yue'er smiled again, her narrow and beautiful eyes narrowed, like two crescent moons, "Tell me, Linlin, how did you know each other?" She almost put her face on her face.

"Get out." Feng Jiu turned over indifferently and changed the bowl to drink.

"Tell me, tell me, and I will tell you how I met my master." Yue'er lay on the table like a salted fish, shaking Fengjiu vigorously.

"Your name is Yue'er. Who is your master?" Feng Jiu said.

"The master is the master." Yue'er stepped over and sat down next to Fengjiu, leaned her head against Fengjiu's shoulder, and burped her beautiful eyes half closed, but tears seemed to flash. "The master called Yue'er and asked Yue'er to deliver the letter, and then she died. The master was dead, and Yue'er was about to survive... Yue'er missed the master, missed the master..." Tears fell down.

Fengjiu was shocked. He was not drunk at all at the moment. The little girl ran away and said she wanted to comfort him. But she started crying beside her. His heart couldn't help but soften and let her lean on her.
Chapter completed!