The smell of medicine came from outside the backyard of the kitchen.
The Feng Taoist smelled the smell of medicine and came over to look for it. Only then did he see a young man squatting next to the medicine shelf and picking with deerskin gloves.
Baodan always walked silently, like a ghost, he came quietly behind Nangong Ping.
Nangong Ping squatted there, frowning, with a dagger and a long sword next to him, chattering.
Feng Taoist looked carefully and saw that the medicine shelf was full of poisonous substances, and his eyes ejaculated again.
He also likes to tinker with these things. The other elders who teach martial arts all know the five elements and eight trigrams of military strategies, but Feng Taoist is the only one who has studied some dirty tricks.
In fact, even among the Three Hidden Sects, everyone doesn't like the Feng Daoist tinkering with these things and thinks the price has dropped, so the Feng Daoist is quite lonely.
Now I saw that there were poison masters in the Qianqi camp, and I was "happy to see the hunter" again.
With this excitement, his breathing became heavy, and Nangong Ping noticed it as soon as it became heavy.
Turning around suddenly, he found that it was Feng Taoist, and he looked like a crazy man, almost losing his temper. The most important thing was that he was holding a long sword. Nangong Ping mistakenly thought that this was to harm himself, and it was almost an instinctive reaction.
, his left and right hands reached out respectively, grabbing the dagger with his left hand and the sword with his right hand.
He held the dagger in his left hand to protect his heart, and swung the long sword in his right hand, not to hurt the enemy, but to protect himself.
Feng Daoist was so powerful that he didn't move, and with a flick of his sword, he knocked the sword out of Nangong Ping's hand.
Nangong Ping kept retreating, and just when he was about to shout a warning, Feng Taoist looked shocked: "You are also proficient in martial arts?"
Seeing that Feng Taoist did not attack, Nangong Ping frowned: "What are you doing standing behind me with a sword?"
Feng Taoist looked at Nangong Ping's hands again, his expression greatly changed: "The short soldier in the left hand, the long sword in the right hand, one is long and the other is short, how can you do it?"
When Nangong Ping saw that Feng Taoist didn't want to attack him, he said angrily: "Next time, don't appear behind me with a sword."
After finishing speaking, Nangong Ping was just about to put away his dagger and long sword when Feng Taoist suddenly took action: "Fight with Master Tao!"
Just move as soon as you say it, and the Feng Taoist will thrust out with his sword.
Unexpectedly, Nangong Ping neither advanced nor retreated. A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Then he waved his hand and a black round pill shot out of his sleeve.
The Feng Taoist thought it was a hidden weapon, so he changed his sword moves and cut the round pill in half. Unexpectedly, a puff of powder exploded out.
In less than half a second, the powder was all over Feng Taoist.
Even though Feng Daoren quickly held his breath, he still felt his eyes and nose burning, and almost coughed.
Nangong Ping laughed loudly: "Old bastard, it was you who provoked me first!"
With a loud laugh, Nangong Ping threw away his sword and only used the dagger, but with the back side. He jumped in front of Feng Taoist and struck Feng Taoist directly on the forehead.
Feng Daoren was tricked by Yuan Wan, and instead of being angry, he was overjoyed. He liked this kind of despicable person.
The powder fell to the ground, and Feng Daoist no longer had to hold his breath. He suppressed the discomfort in his mouth and nose and pushed it out with one palm.
Unexpectedly, Nangong Ping was a feint, he jumped over, then retreated, raised his cuff again, and shot out a sword with light.
"Another hidden weapon?!"
The Feng Taoist quickly waved his sleeves, and with the sound of gold and iron, a crossbow arrow without an edge fell to the ground.
"Good, good young people, poison, hidden weapons, all good, good, hahahaha."
As if seeing his own son, Feng Taoist did not attack. Instead, he suddenly laughed wildly and waved his sleeves again: "It's an old trick."
The sleeves of his robe were swung, and six silver needles suddenly appeared in his hand. But the moment Nangong Ping saw Feng Taoist waving his sleeves, he knew that the other party was going to use a hidden weapon, so he struck first and threw round pills again. This time, it was not powder.
Instead, they are threads, extremely tough.
Feng Taoist just waved his sleeves. When he saw the round pill silk thread being thrown at him, he didn't care to dodge and had to block it with his long sword. As a result, the silk threads were tightly wrapped around the sword. The swinging round pill almost missed Hu Feng Taoist's temple.
superior.
Nangong Ping had been hanging out with Cuttlefish for so long, and he had learned more than just these two moves. He pulled out several bamboo pipes from nowhere and smashed them aimlessly, but they didn't hit Feng Taoist's body.
Toward the ground.
The Feng Taoist retreated repeatedly, and Nangong Ping suddenly turned around, grabbed the torch stuck on the door, and threw it again.
With a "boom", a fire dragon lit up in front of Taoist Feng, which startled the old Taoist.
Nangong Ping pinched his waist and laughed proudly: "Old Taoist priest, you lost. If the bamboo pipe was thrown at you, you would be hit now."
Feng Daoren froze on the spot, looking a little dazed.
He was not sluggish because he "lost". In fact, Feng Daoren knew that those bamboo tubes were filled with kerosene when Nangong Ping picked up the torch. In addition, if Nangong Ping hadn't thrown it on the ground,
, but threw it at him, and he could completely avoid it.
What really made him froze in place was because he found out that he...had found a treasure!
This kid is proficient in martial arts and can use both long and short weapons. What's more rare is that he can use poison and hidden weapons. Nangong Ping reminds Feng Daoist of himself when he was young!
Now, not only is Tuoba Le no longer popular, Feng Dao people feel that even Xiao Yi is no longer popular, and Nangong Ping is younger and more malleable!
Feng Taoist's breathing became heavier and heavier, and he looked more and more like an idiot: "What is your... name?"
"Nangong Ping, what happened?"
"Nangong...Nangong...Nangong Xi's Nangong."
"Yes, it's the student's uncle."
The Feng Dao people are almost losing their temper.
This status is not bad at all. It's not bad at all. He comes from the Nangong family and must be literate. This... this is simply the apprentice given to him by God.
Before he finished speaking, a chubby figure walked over, it was Tao Weiran.
Fatty Tao's head was covered with sweat. After he came in, he glanced at Feng Taoist and then said hello to Nangong Ping.
"You are really good, dear brother. It's obviously Master Chu who has entrusted you with the errand, but you have to let me do it."
Nangong Ping gave a salute with a playful smile: "Brother Tao has a photographic memory, so naturally I have to trouble you. There are more than ten thousand words in Changlu, and no one has studied it except the third brother. Master Chu wants to pass the text, and the Criminal Department junior
If I don't come here, I can only watch it for a while. We went to the Penal Department Office. If I can't remember it, I can only trouble Brother Tao."
"That's true. The doctor in the Criminal Department was deeply afraid that Mr. Chu would harm them, so he just asked him to watch it in the government office for less than an hour. No matter what, he wrote it down. He copied it down last night."
Feng Taoist's expression moved slightly, and he looked at Tao Weiran with a suspicious look on his face: "You can write down all ten thousand words in one hour?"
Tao Weiran knew that Feng Taoist had "assassinated" Chu Qing, so he was quite wary: "What does it have to do with you?"