In other words, the holder of the order is the imperial envoy who patrols the hunt on behalf of heaven.
"Let's go back."
"yes."
Wang Sanyuan waved his hand and led the soldiers to evacuate like a whirlwind.
When they were evacuating, many people still kept turning their heads, paying attention to Fei Xinyu, who was shirtless and had a tough aura.
Those scars are the best medal of military merit for a soldier!
Until we were about to turn the corner, there were still people looking back, as if paying tribute and looking up.
There are also people who have some inexplicable thoughts in their minds: How come such soldiers are in Rainbow Tsing Yi? Why are they not in our army?
If such a person is our general... Several powerful generals in the army couldn't help but feel dissatisfied when they remembered Wang Sanyuan's appearance when he faced Fei Xinyu just now.
If they met the army led by Master Fei on the battlefield, wouldn't they be left to slaughter?
…
After everyone left, why go? Then he looked at Fei Xinyu and said, "Can you see clearly?"
"If you can't see clearly at such a close distance, wouldn't you be able to drown yourself in a pee?"
"Um?"
"Wang Sanyuan, that idiot from Terelai, seems to be waiting for the sign "Master" to appear. He doesn't have many good intestines in his belly to hold food."
"Does it feel real?"
“Absolutely girly reality.”
"Feixinyu!"
"exist!"
"You can't speak without a few curse words in your mouth, right? When you talk to me, you are slurring your words one after another. Are you scolding Wang Sanyuan or me?!"
"How dare I scold you? I, Cao, have such a bad reputation..."
puff!
Fei Xinyu was punched by He Feiwen more than ten feet away. He hit a big tree and bounced back, causing his chest to burp.
"I'm sorry..."
Fei Xinyu blurted out.
"..."
Why bother to take a deep breath? The air around him suddenly became hot.
"Sir, spare your life... Beizi deserves to die. That mouth of Beizi is a fucking cesspit. My Lord, please don't get along with a low-level idiot like Beizi..."
Seeing that why bother to go and actually use the secret magic power, Fei Xinyu immediately gave in. For a while, he was filled with flattery and humble like ants.
"You are so spicy..."
Why bother to be angry and want to be happy at the same time.
"Sir, please calm down. Being serious with someone like this will lower your reputation as a hothead!" Fei Xinyu continued to beg for mercy: "I'm just a fart. Please relax your ass and let me go."
…”
"..."
Why go and flick your sleeves and go back with a dark face?
Fei Xinyu got up, shook his neck, grinned at his subordinates who were staring at him in amazement, and said triumphantly: "See? This old guy is a donkey, and he likes to listen to horses.
Shit, you have to smooth it out..."
Snapped!
A big mouth flew out, and Fei Xinyu's mouth was immediately twisted.
He spun and fell to the ground, feeling dizzy and his mind buzzing...
…
On the other side, Feng Yin has returned to his small courtyard.
Although my long-cherished wish has come true, I feel a little impatient.
However, Feng Yin still carefully dealt with possible traces, and only came out of another weapons shop after double-checking that no one was following him.
There were a few more gadgets in his hand, and a knife.
Finished knife.
I still can't use this knife.
Mr. Feng is also very good at playing when he has enough money on hand.
Although He Xiangming promised to send a batch of knives, he still couldn't stop Mr. Feng from doing these tricks.
Naturally, Mr. Feng would never go to that blacksmith shop before, so of course he chose several other blacksmith shops to make weapons.
The theme of each shop is to make a small broken knife and some gadgets according to the picture. We have money and are not afraid of wasting it.
Just let those guys in Qiankun Tower wait.
Even if I follow my breath till this point, I am still confused and end up running around like a headless fly. What do you think my purpose is?
I don’t have any big goals. My only goal is to want you. I have no goals and no clue!
Even if you find out that I took a knife from this shop, it doesn't matter if you redefine the target based on this: because I still can't use this knife.
Hey, it’s just for fun.
This can also prove how wary Feng Yin has become towards Qiankun Tower.
After all, the paw print where the note was left knows too much about himself.
He actually knew that I had a pet... Feng Yin wanted to scold his mother in his heart: You worry too much!
The moment he took the knife from this shop and returned home and opened the door, in the original blacksmith shop, the man in black who had been following him was coming out of the shop scratching his head in confusion.
"Is the person who ordered the knife here?"
"No..."
The clerk was also very surprised. The man had spent a lot of money to make a reservation before, and he asked for this and that, especially since the reservation time was short. In the end, the boss personally took action and completed the job very carefully.
.
But in the end, the man didn't come to pick it up.
Is it because you have money and are willful?
Do you really not need such a large deposit?
The man in black who was ordered to follow him changed from being confident in the past few times to looking confused now.
What the hell is going on?
This forced me, a veteran of many years, to be at a loss as to what to do.
During this period, whenever he entered the blacksmith shop, he would subconsciously scratch his head.
These changes are really...unreasonable.
Not to mention that I lost track of the person with an identity that far exceeded the target's strength. Now I have to wait and see, but Yi Jiba made a rabbit, and the sun disappeared...
"Not here today?"
"I didn't come... The agreed deadline has passed long ago. In this case, I probably won't come back."
"What's going on?"
"Maybe the owner is in an emergency, maybe he's... dead!"
It’s not to blame for the guy’s vicious mouth. Yuezhou is on the border of the Qin Dynasty, and the folk customs are extremely fierce. They will fight if they disagree, but this is normal. Although there are official forces to suppress it, there are no large-scale armed fights.
There is also a special existence like Juntian Shou. It is not unusual for three or five people to die every day, or even ten or eight people with cultivation level.
However, Feng Yin broke his promise before and said he was dead, so he didn't come. This is a reasonable inference and not surprising.
After all, there are not a few people in the blacksmith shop who ordered weapons but did not come to pick them up. Basically, the owners of those weapons are really dead.
The man in black came out scratching his head with a sad look on his face.
When he turned his head, he suddenly saw the knife hanging in the most conspicuous position and a sack of gadgets; his face became more distorted and more entangled.
"I have been following you all my life, but a little house sparrow pecked my eye. What a shame."
The man in black had already determined that the kid had used some means to detect his tracking that day. Knowing that he could not escape in the usual way, he used methods such as concealing the truth and inducing the tiger to leave the mountain to set up a series of traps for himself. Use this to escape.
It may even be that he discovered himself from the beginning. Then the so-called methods to get rid of tracking were just a cover-up to numb himself. It was not until the blacksmith shop that he finally started to use the means to escape completely.
As for the large amount of money thrown away here, it just made everyone...well, at least himself, come to the conclusion that he would definitely not be able to part with it.
In the end, he was really willing to give up, but he let himself be tied here unable to move because of his unwillingness.
Moreover, it has been so many days since he was tied here. If he wants to find this kid again, it will become like looking for a needle in a haystack.
"I don't mean any harm..."
The man in black looked up to the sky and sighed: "Isn't it better to capture you on the spot if you have malicious intentions? Are you so cautious? You make me very embarrassed, brother!"
"I am also a famous person! I fell into the hands of such a brat!"
"I really don't mean any harm, ah ah ah."
The man in black became more and more sad as he thought about it. His face was filled with tears and he sighed in a secluded place.
…
When Feng Yin returned to the yard, he immediately caught sight of Feng Ying who greeted him, coquettishly complaining like a candy cane.
A white shadow flashed past, and her small body was pressed against someone's neck, humming dissatisfied while rubbing her affectionately.
Most of the time, I can't help but want to lose my temper, but I don't dare and I don't want to let it go.
Feng Ying had no choice but to bite Feng Yin's ear gently with his teeth to show that he was dissatisfied.
But he quickly rubbed his tail a few times to show comfort.
But then I couldn't get angry anymore, as if I was sulking with myself. I curled my tail around Feng Yin's body and kept snoring and panting, as if I was sulking.
But as soon as Feng Yin's hand came up and he stroked it twice, the little guy had already narrowed his eyes and his little face was full of enjoyment.
Well, he is still the closest to me.
I'll get angry again later...
Suddenly he became happy, and he immediately began to move up and down Feng Yin's body, which was very lively and cute. And Feng Yin naturally played with him for a while, so both of them were filled with joy and elated.
At the right time, Feng Ying raised his snow-white paws and faced Feng Yin's palm again and again, his big eyes filled with happiness.
Suddenly, I was stabbed in the stomach by Feng Yin's finger. I couldn't help but fall down, then I turned around in dissatisfaction, and even raised my two little paws in protest.
Then he jumped into Feng Yin's arms, still circling back and forth around his body.
The little eagle and the little falcon watched eagerly at their feet with unspeakable envy, but they would never dare to get close without the eldest sister's permission.
I don’t know why, my own strength has obviously improved by leaps and bounds, but seeing the eldest sister who hasn’t changed much, why do I become more and more afraid of her?
This... seems unreasonable, right?!
Feng Yin couldn't help laughing when he saw the two little ones wanting to get close but not getting close to each other, looking like they were in love with each other and unwilling to let go. So he picked them up with each hand and stroked them twice.
Although it was only two strokes, the two children were already very satisfied, and their fierce eyes narrowed gently. They stood obediently in Fengyin's palm, like two obedient little sparrows.
"such a pity."
Feng Yin really feels a bit pity.
After raising the little eagle and the little falcon for a few days, he no longer wanted to sell them.
I can't bear to part with it from the bottom of my heart.
However, he has no training methods for monsters at all, let alone a secret training method for eagles.
In order for the two little ones to be successful in the future, no matter how reluctant they are, they have to find another owner for them. Otherwise, if they keep the two little ones by their side, they will become real pets and never climb to the throne of the sky.
Although my Soul Transformation Sutra is a means to reach the heavens, it still has its limits. At least in terms of cultivating monsters, I am temporarily powerless.
Maybe after practicing and upgrading the Spirit Transformation Sutra a few more times, they will have such a method, but how can they wait? Just like me, once the time to lay the foundation has passed, a lot will be missed in the future.
Taking a step back, it seems that I...can't afford to raise a total of three spiritual pets.
This realization made Fengyin feel a little disappointed in his heart.