As soon as he saw Lauderno, Yue Feng's murderous intent that he had finally suppressed could not help but emerge again.

If you say that Yue Feng hated the most in this world, it was not Zuo Lengchan. After all, the two sides had different positions, so it was normal for conflicts to arise. It was not Lin Pingzhi, and he even had some appreciation and sympathy for Lin Pingzhi. The only thing that really made Yue Feng hate him was Laudeno, a spy hidden in the Huashan Sect. Especially after what happened in Huashan the day before yesterday, Yue Feng had already reached the limit of his patience with Laudeno. When he saw Laudeno, Yue Feng rushed over without any hesitation.

When Lauderno saw Yue Feng coming towards him, he knew that something was wrong. At this time, he didn't care about hiding his path, so he rode on his horse and ran away quickly.

Yue Feng looked at Lauderno running away on horseback and couldn't help but smile. He kept kicking the sword thrown on the ground. The sword was left by a man in black who had been killed by Yue Feng before. At this time, Yue Feng passed by here and kicked the sword towards Lauderno.

The sword followed the force sent by Yue Feng, and went straight towards Lauderno. Lauderno, who was running away in front, heard the sound of breaking wind coming from behind, and quickly looked back, but saw a sword that had come to him. Lauderno wanted to hide, but there was no time to be stabbed in from his chest by the flying sword. When he died, Lauderno was still waiting for a pair of eyes to look at it, a little unbelievable. The horse under his crotch seemed to have noticed something was wrong with the owner above, and he couldn't help but stop and neighed in the spot.

Seeing this, Yue Feng couldn't help but smile. He flew forward and kicked Laudeno off the horse, and sat on the back of the horse. At the same time, Yue Feng reached out and pulled out the sword from Laudeno's body. He weighed it in his hand and couldn't help but smile with satisfaction. Confirm that Laudeno had completely died, Yue Feng finally flashed a satisfied expression.

Suddenly, there was a solemn expression on Yue Feng's face. He suddenly urged him to move forward and went straight toward the direction where Ding Mian and the group of people escaped.

"Feng'er, where are you going?" At this moment, Ning Zhongze's voice suddenly came from Yue Feng's ears.

Yue Feng couldn't help but smiled slightly, and without looking back, he answered directly: "I'll go back, you don't care about me." As he spoke, Yue Feng ran faster, as if he was afraid that Ning Zhongze would stop him.

At this moment, everyone couldn't help but feel anxious. Everyone did not expect Yue Feng to suddenly leave at this time. Just don't ask, Yue Feng was angry that Ding Mian and others ran away and wanted to continue chasing them. Thinking of the injuries that Yue Feng had suffered before, even Yue Buqun could not calm down and hurriedly urged someone to chase them.

Many men in black were killed by Yue Feng before, and the horses they rode were naturally left on the ground. When everyone heard Yue Buqun's order, they hurried forward to steal the horse and chase Yue Feng. As for those who did not grab the horse, they just had to hike to chase.

Yue Feng was urging the horse to gallop in front, and only felt Yue Feng's pleasure in his heart. This feeling of being unrestrained and wanton killing was indeed extremely comfortable. Yue Feng couldn't help but think of Li Bai's poem "The Legend of the Knights" in his mind, and he recited it unconsciously:

"Zhao Ke is a man with the Hu Tassel, Wu Gu is a bright frost and snow. The silver saddle shines on the white horse, and it is as cool as a meteor.

Kill one person in ten steps, and do not leave a thousand miles away. After the matter, I brush my clothes and hide my name.

I was idle after Xinling drinking, took off my sword and slid my knees in front of me. I ate Zhu Hai with my roast and held my cup to persuade Hou Ying.

Three cups of snoring, but five mountains become light. After the eyes are blurred, the ears are hot, and the spirit is simple and bright.

When Zhao was rescued, Handan was shocked first. Two heroes from thousands of years were revealed to Daliang City.

Even if the dead man is fragrant, he will not be ashamed of the heroes in the world. Who can write to you, the Taixuan Sutra of the White-headed Father?"

How similar is this feeling of singing on a horse and singing now? After playing a poem, Yue Feng realized that the person chasing him was gradually approaching.

Only Linghu Chong's voice behind him shouted: "Junior brother, stop quickly, the master will ask you to go back immediately." Then Lu Houer said: "Senior brother, come back quickly, don't run away. If you run again, we won't be able to catch up."

Yue Feng looked back and saw Linghu Chong and Lu Houer urging the horse to run in the front, only a hundred feet away from him. There was a faint sound of horse hooves coming from behind, and it was probably someone else who chased him again.

At this time, Yue Feng's internal skills had already been cultivated to the level of seeing things at night. Seeing Linghu Chong's anxious expression in the distance, Yue Feng's smile became even stronger and he echoed: "You don't have to chase after you, I'll go back later. Tell the master, Master's wife, tell them not to worry." As he said that, he took out a dagger from his arms and stabbed it directly on the buttocks of the horse behind him. After the horse was hit, he naturally ran desperately. Not long after, he threw Linghu Chong and the others far away.

Linghu Chong and the others tried hard to chase after him at the beginning, but when they saw him later, they had no hope, so they had to stop helplessly and let Yue Feng leave. They could only silently wish in their hearts that Yue Feng would really go back early as he said. Unfortunately, no one could predict what the final result would be.

After throwing away Linghu Chong, Yue Feng drove the horse even more urgently. Not long after, the horse fell to the ground under his desperate urge. Yue Feng got off the horse and looked at the deadly horse that had foamed at him, and couldn't help but sigh.

At this time, he had already known that the people from the Songshan Sect had run away, but he was still a little unwilling to accept it. Holding the last trace of Qiyi, Yue Feng directly used his light skills and continued to chase the horse's hoof prints on the ground.

When it was dawn, the rain that had been raining for a night finally stopped. The sunlight slowly rose from the east. Yue Feng finally caught up with people. Unfortunately, it was not Ding Mian and others who were catching up with him, but two ordinary disciples of the Songshan Sect. After asking carefully, he realized that Ding Mian and others were also afraid that Yue Buqun and others would regret it, so they lost it halfway and ran away.

In other words, Yue Feng was chasing him for nothing that night. Yue Feng was too lazy to kill these two little people, and directly knocked him out and threw him on the ground. Then, he couldn't help but feel a little excited, but he was not disappointed.

To be honest, Yue Feng left alone in the middle of the night, rather than trying to kill the Songshan Sect, it would be better to say that he was coming out to relax. After killing so many people in one go, even Yue Feng's nature still felt a little unbearable and felt very irritable.

At this time, he urged the horse to run for several hours and ran a hundred miles away. Yue Feng's heart finally lost a lot of depression. He rode a horse with a disciple of Songshan who had been forced by him. Yue Feng slowly turned back to Weilin Town.

And Yue Feng did not go back directly. He killed so many people last night and was inevitably covered with a lot of blood. Although he was soaked in the rain all night, he was still sticky and very uncomfortable.

Yue Feng urged his horse to the Wei River and looked at his reflection on the water. Yue Feng couldn't help but smiled with satisfaction. Taoist Kung Fu is mysterious, and Zixia Divine Art is even more so. Just like Yue Buqun, he is now in his fifties, and Ning Zhong is also in his forties, but they are only in his thirties no matter how they look at them. Yue Feng has always looked like a boy of sixteen or seventeen years old, and has not changed for a long time. Even though he is twenty-one now, it is not a false statement that the martial arts in the novel has reached a profound realm and looks.

After a while, Yue Feng jumped out of the water in his clothes and washed aside. This place was in the wilderness, and it was early in the morning, so naturally there was no one. Yue Feng stayed in the water thick enough before he walked out. At this time, he felt very weak, so he sat by the river and started to rest.

After circulating his internal strength, Yue Feng felt his body carefully and couldn't help but smile bitterly. Last night he said he had a big loss, especially the one who took the old man. Even though he is young and strong now and is well-trained on weekdays, he has suffered a lot of injuries. Last night, he ran away for several hours with a hint of excitement, and his injuries became even worse.

But Yue Feng did not take it too seriously. As long as he was well recuperated, he would be cured in just three or two days. What made Yue Feng most happy was that his martial arts had made some breakthroughs. As long as he had a good experience in the future, he could find the feeling of fighting against the old man again. At that time, his martial arts would be further improved.

Yue Feng stayed here for a whole day. Because of the injury, he did not use his internal strength easily. The next morning, after he had all his clothes dry, Yue Feng sighed and finally decided to go back. After all, he had nothing to do here. And staying here for a long time would make Yue Lingshan and the others worried.

At noon, Yue Feng returned to the outside of the Medicine King Temple again. However, there was no one here, and even the corpses left during the war yesterday had been completely processed. If it weren't for the fact that there were still some blood and some corpse fragments on the ground, I would have been unable to bear to see that there had been a tragic killing here.

Yue Feng couldn't help but feel a little lost when he looked at the dazzling sunshine in the sky. After hesitating for a moment, he urged his horse to walk towards the town of Weilin Town.

There is only one inn in Weilin Town, and Yue Feng found it not long after. This inn was obviously sent by Huashan. As soon as Yue Feng arrived at the entrance of the inn, he saw two Huashan disciples guarding outside the door.

When they saw Yue Feng coming, the two Huashan disciples hurriedly said, "Hello, Senior Brother." There was obviously a little trembling in their voice, as if they were full of fear of Yue Feng.

Yue Feng was slightly stunned and looked up at the two disciples. But one of his pauses really scared the two disciples, and their faces turned pale.

Seeing this, Yue Feng couldn't help but smile again, nodded and said, "Okay!"

His smile made the two disciples even more at a loss. They were used to seeing Yue Feng's cold face, the seriousness of Yue Feng, and the arrogant Yue Feng. They also saw Yue Feng's ruthlessness and viciousness last night, but this was the first time they saw Yue Feng's warm smile.

However, his smile made the two disciples feel relaxed involuntarily. It seemed that they felt that their senior brother, who had always been respected as gods, was no longer as unattainable as before. Although his fear of Yue Feng was still in his heart, it added a little closer to him and hurriedly stepped forward to pull the horse for Yue Feng. Yue Feng turned over and dismounted, nodded to the two of them with satisfaction, which made them stunned again, and then walked into the inn.

In the inn, many Huashan disciples were packing their things. Obviously, they had just arrived at the inn and had not been completely settled. They just didn't know what they did yesterday, but now they were in the inn. Did they all go to find themselves? Yue Feng couldn't help but think of it.

When he saw Yue Feng coming in, he screamed in surprise, and the entire inn couldn't help but fall into a dead silence. Everyone stared at Yue Feng, either afraid or respectful, but their faces were pale, including Ying Bai Luo, a formal disciple of the Huashan Sect. There was even a disciple who accidentally hit the vase in his hand to the ground, but he was unconscious and still stood there and dared not move.

Yue Feng was also slightly shocked by the scene and quickly shouted, "What are you looking at? Why don't you go to work hard?" Although he was scolding, his tone was a little softer that he had never seen before.

"Yes." "Yes." A group of people nodded quickly and began to do their own things. But they still couldn't help but look at Yue Feng secretly, as if they felt that Yue Feng had changed.

Yue Feng was too lazy to pay attention to these people, so hesitated for a moment and went straight upstairs. As soon as he walked up the stairs, Yue Feng drove to an eight-year-old child standing there. The child was holding a bag in his right hand, but his left arm was broken and tightly wrapped in white cloth. This child was Shu Qi.

When Shu Qi saw Yue Feng coming up, a trace of fear flashed across his face, but then he was full of admiration. Although Yue Feng was serious on weekdays, he liked children very much. Especially Shu Qi, the only official disciple who was still young, was still very young. Yue Feng was even more caring. Therefore, even though Shu Qi saw Yue Feng's ruthlessness yesterday, he was not as afraid of him as other disciples.

After seeing Yue Feng, a trace of regret flashed through his heart, and then he was fond of Shu Qi. If he had taken action earlier yesterday, the child would not have been hurt.

Yue Feng couldn't help but step forward and picked Shu Qi up, and whispered: "Good boy, why don't you rest well after being injured? Why do you run out for something?" While he was speaking, he took Shu Qi to open the door and walked into a house. He made it on the stool next to the table without anyone inside the house.

Shu Qi let him Shi Wei, and when Yue Feng sat down, he shook his head and said, "I can't sleep, so I'll go out for a walk."

Yue Feng sighed and looked at Shu Qi's left arm. The wound on his left arm has been treated well and there should be no danger of being infected. It is thought that Yue Buqun and others let him out because he broke his arm, afraid that he would have a shadow in his heart. Otherwise, Shu Qi had just been injured for more than a day and should have been in a good condition and should not be here at all.

Yue Feng looked at Shu Qi's slightly white face, felt very pity in his heart, and asked again: "Does it still hurt now?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore." Shu Qi said, "Master said, a man should not be afraid of pain." Shu Qi couldn't help but burst into tears. After a while, he choked and said, "It's a pity, my martial arts skills are not good enough, otherwise I wouldn't be injured."

Yue Feng gently patted Shu Qi in his arms and whispered: "It's okay, it's not good now, it will be fine in the future. In just a few days, I will teach you martial arts myself."

"Really." Shu Qi's voice was full of surprises. However, his surprise made Yue Feng feel even more uncomfortable.

"Of course it's true, senior brother keeps his word." Yue Feng didn't hesitate and nodded in response.

A smile on Shu Qi's face suddenly rolled into Yue Feng's arms, and tears flowed down. The night before yesterday, Yue Feng's martial arts had left him an indelible reflection. In his mind, he had already felt boundless respect for Yue Feng. At this time, he heard that Yue Feng was about to teach him martial arts, and he couldn't help crying happily.

After a while, Shu Qi stopped and let Yue Feng help him wipe his tears. Suddenly, he struggled slightly, picked up the bag in his left hand, and spoke to Yue Feng: "By the way, senior brother, this is what the master asked me to give to you."

Yue Feng frowned slightly, lifted the bag, feeling very light, there was not much inside. He was not in a hurry to open it, and first placed Shu Qi on the stool next to him, and then untied the bag.

As soon as Fang untied the bag, Yue Feng couldn't help but change his face and stood up in shock. The compassion that had just developed in his heart yesterday was completely wiped out. I saw that there were some shredded paper inside the bag, and it was written on it. But this himself was Yue Feng's own.

Suddenly, Yue Feng couldn't help but think of what happened in Huashan that night. I remember that after he taught Linghu Chong Zixia's magical skills, he tore up a few pieces of paper into pieces and threw them away casually. But these pieces suddenly appeared in front of him. It was thought that after he left Huashan, Lauderno sneaked in again and took away these things.

He thought he was smart at the beginning, but he still felt a lot of secrets, and almost made Zixia's magical skills spread. Fortunately, he was determined yesterday and killed Lauderno. Otherwise, even if these shreds of paper were incomplete, they might not be able to tell if they were pieced together. He was always extremely conceited, and was shocked in the face of this sudden change.

After a while, Yue Feng calmed down slightly, but felt his body tremble. The injuries that were originally suppressed by him seemed to have signs of an attack again. Yue Feng took a deep breath and looked at Shu Qi next to him. Shu Qi was also shocked, sitting there at a loss, as if he had signs of starting to cry.

Yue Feng forced himself to smile a little, no longer thinking about the Zixia magic skill. Anyway, Lauderno is dead, and Zixia magic skill has not been lost, so it is of no value to think about it. Yue Feng stepped forward and rubbed Shu Qi's head, and quickly interrupted: "Well, Shu Qi, how was my Huashan Sect damaged yesterday?"

Shu Qi listened to Yue Feng's question, and the fear on his face was reduced a little, and he said, "Well, they are all very good. Several outer disciples were slightly injured, but nothing big happened. The inner disciples were also not damaged either. By the way, it was Senior Brother Lin, who was seriously injured, and his life and death are unknown now."

"Lin Pingzhi is not dead!" Yue Feng couldn't help feeling dizzy and felt extremely absurd. How could Lin Pingzhi still survive with his own hands?! Yue Feng only felt his knees weak and he couldn't help but fall on the stool. He quickly supported the table with his hands, trying to stand firm, but he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, and then he completely lost consciousness.
Chapter completed!