Linghe let go of his speed and flew towards the north like lightning. During the flight, Tian Biao did not dare to look behind him for fear of seeing Lang Fei again. After what had happened before, he was also extremely afraid, so he just kept his head down and rushed forward.
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After a while, the road was relatively peaceful, and the entrance to Yunyan Valley was close at hand. At this moment, Tian Biao breathed a sigh of relief, and the tight string in his heart relaxed a little.
"Boy, just wait. After I return to my clan, I will send all my troops to the Han Kingdom to exterminate your Liu family and crush your relatives to ashes." At this point, Tian Biao looked back and did not notice anyone behind him.
Lang Fei's figure couldn't help but regain his composure, gritted his teeth, and shouted in a sullen voice.
"Oh? Master Tian still has some leisure time to be cruel." At this moment, a faint voice came from beside him.
When Tian Biao heard these words, it was like the death-threatening voice of a demon from hell, and he couldn't help but tremble and turn to his side.
A man and a rider were revealed in the blurry clouds, but it wasn't the bad boy he feared like a tiger. Who else could it be?
Tian Biao was so frightened that he subconsciously unfolded the folding fan in his hand and slapped Lang Fei hard.
"Hoo!" The wind suddenly rose, and a wind roll as thick as a bucket whirled and hit Lang Fei. Its speed was comparable to that of a tiger swooping down on its prey or an eagle striking the sky.
"Eh...it's a pretty good magic weapon." Looking at the folding fan in Tian Biao's hand, Lang Fei smiled slightly and let the wind hit him without dodging.
"Roar!" The peripheral wind knife only reached half a foot in front of Lang Fei. With the roar of Xiao Bai'er under his crotch, the strong wind was like melting snow under the bright sun. It dispersed cleanly in an instant and turned into wisps of gentle breeze.
He passed by, brushed up his sleeves, and moved the tiger's mane.
"How could this happen?" Tian Biao glanced at the folding fan in his hand. This was a gift from his mother. Although it is not as good as the silver scale armor, it is not comparable to ordinary middle-grade magic weapons. With the folding fan in his hand, even for foundation building
He also had the capital to compete with the casual cultivators in the early stage. But it was the wind tornado released by this powerful magic weapon that when it came to Lang Fei, it was like a tiger with its teeth pulled out or a wasp with its sting. Such a strange thing
, how could it not make him panic?
Tian Biao was blind and only focused on Lang Fei. He didn't see the docile cat-like wind lines under Xiao Bai'er's four paws. When it comes to resolving the wind tornado, that bastard boy has nothing to do with it.
, this is all due to Xiao Bai'er, this white tiger is the ancestor of Wan'er Feng.
"I...I'd better run." At this point, Tian Biao had no choice but to urge Linghe again. Before he thought, he had silver scale armor to protect him, and Lang Fei couldn't hurt him. Once he escaped to the territory of Zhao, he would find a cultivator.
At the gathering place, does Lang Fei dare to chase him and risk the truth being revealed?
"Master Tian, you should stay with me."
The Linghe had just flown a few feet away when suddenly Tian Biao felt a stinging pain in his eyebrows. With a sound, he fell onto the back of the crane and was picked up by Lang Fei, who was passing by at low altitude.
"..."
When he was young, the mountain wind blew by, and Tian Biao felt a chill in his upper body, and faintly woke up and turned around. Then he opened his eyes, and the face of that hateful boy with a weird smile flashed in front of him.
"You... what are you going to do?" Just after he finished speaking, another gust of mountain wind blew by. Tian Biao shuddered and touched his chest with his hand, only to find that there was no trace of his clothes on his upper body, and only a trace of indecency remained on his lower body.
Pants, it was mid-spring, and the weather was still a bit chilly. The mountain wind blew by, and poured down the trouser legs. It was so cold that he covered his crotch with both hands and grinned while talking.
Lang Fei put away the silver-scaled clothes that he peeled off from Tian Biao, and put them into the Sumeru Belt together with the folding fan. He lowered his head, glanced at Tian Biao, smiled like a thief, and said: "Master Tian, let's go, chase after you."
On your way, I saw a fun place, how about we go play there?"
"You...what are you going to do? You...you can't kill me. My father is the master of the Evil Sword Sect, my mother is the elder of Fuyao Island, and I...I am also the registered disciple of Master Lei Xiao of Lei Di Mountain. If I miss you
The Liu family is fine, please be wise and let me go as soon as possible."
"Oh?" Lang Fei grinned and said, "Unexpectedly, you still have so many names?"
Seeing that there was some malice in the thief boy's playful eyes, Tian Biao felt a sudden thought in his heart, and his tone couldn't help softening. "Brother Liu, how about we discuss it? You let me go, just pretend that this has never happened. You go."
On the Yangguan Road, I still cross my single-plank bridge, how good is that?"
"No..." Lang Fei smiled faintly, picked up Tian Biao by the back of his neck, put it in front of him, looked at it for a few times, and said: "Who is your Brother Liu, Master Tian Shao? You are really stupid.
? Or are you pretending to be stupid? Don’t use Fuyao Island and Lei Di Mountain to scare me. To tell you the truth, I have already made enemies with them, and I really don’t care about adding you to them. "
Is there such a brat in the evergreen world who is so fearless? Tian Biao was stunned for a moment, and was so frightened by Lang Fei's words that he stuttered again and again. "You... you... who... are you...?"
"Hey, what do you think?" Lang Fei whistled, called Xiao Yu'er back, and took Xiao Bai'er over, raising his eyebrows and looking at Tian Biao. "It stands to reason that my reputation has been at the peak of the sky recently. Could it be that you are evil?
The young master of the Sword Sect is so ignorant? Can’t he recognize me?”
Tian Biao turned his eyes around Erxiao and Lang Fei. In an instant, a trace of surprise climbed onto his forehead. After a long time, he took a deep breath and designated Lang Fei: "You... you are the Dan Sect
Abandoned disciple Lang Fei?"
"Not bad, not bad, my memory is not bad."
After hearing Lang Fei's admission, Tian Biao's expression suddenly changed.
He is the most wanted guy in Jinzhong Mountain. It is said that Zhuge Li in the Refining Realm was seriously injured by him and is still bedridden. Even his father Tian Hao once said that if he met him, he would not be absolutely sure to defeat him.
How could such a vicious person be threatened by Tian Biao? At this point, the young sect master could no longer muster any resistance. Being carried by Lang Fei with one hand, he had no choice but to nod like garlic instead of kowtow, begging for mercy:
"Grandpa Lang, Grandpa Lang, Tian Biao has a blind eye and doesn't recognize Mount Tai. He bumped into you. Just be okay. Don't be like me. Spare your life."
"Who said I want to take your life?" Lang Fei let go of his hand, squinted his eyes, and looked at Tian Hao with a half-smile.
When Na Tian Biao said this, his face showed an expression of a real burden, and he was about to clasp his fists to say thanks. At this moment, Lang Fei suddenly moved his fingers like flying, with a little purple energy on his fingertips, and suddenly touched Tian Biao's lower abdomen Dantian.
There was a muffled sound of "poof", and Tian Biao suddenly collapsed to the ground like a deflated ball.
"You...you broke my Qihai!" The anger on Tian Biao's face flashed away. He gritted his teeth and forced himself to endure the humiliation in his heart. Now that he is in Lang Fei's hands, whether he can survive or not is a matter of course.
Problems, not to mention the fact that this person's cultivation and situation were stronger than others. In order to save his life, he had no choice but to suppress the anger rising in his heart and make a calm expression of resignation.
Seeing this, Lang Fei chuckled, picked up Tian Biao again, threw him on Xiao Bai'er's back like a dead dog, and strode towards the depths of the valley ahead.
Not long after walking, we came to the bottom of the valley. In the middle of the sparse trees was a shallow pool. In the middle of the water, pebbles spotted the calm water, and on the river bank, elk smelled the fragrance. Although these are all natural scenery, there is also a hint of something... Delicate and elegant.
Along the way, Lang Fei looked at him with a smile on his face, but Tian Biao frightened him. What the bastard boy saw was the scenery of the mountains and fields, but what his young master paid attention to was the danger of the tidal flats.
Although there are mountains, rivers, and trees forming forests, the things on the bank of the pool lying open and basking in the sun are clearly not a group of ferocious crocodiles?
Walking to the edge of the pool, the thief boy looked at the thing in the distance and smiled, then he picked up the young sect leader on the tiger's back, jumped up, and flew up to a three-foot-long water pine beside the pool. He picked up Tian Biao with one hand. With the other hand, he wrapped a hemp rope around the bank and hung it on a branch about half a foot above the water.
"You...what are you going to do? Didn't you say you won't kill me?" He watched Lang Fei quickly tie himself to a branch like a hanging monkey. Although Tian Biao didn't understand what he wanted to do, he expected that it wasn't the case. What a good thing, he asked with a look of surprise.
"That's right!" After tying up Tian Biao, Lang Fei nodded matter-of-factly and said with a serious face: "I promised to spare your life, so naturally I won't kill you if you go back on your word."
Tian Biao's expression softened a little, but the boy suddenly drew out his Qingshuang Sword, lowered himself a little, and made a cut on the left and right of his low buttocks.
Blood trickled down, turning a large area of the turbid pool water red in an instant.
"You...you don't keep your word!"
"No way?" Lang Fei looked aggrieved, pouted, put away the Qingshuang Sword, spread his hands and said: "Look, I didn't kill anyone."
"Then why did you hurt me?" Tian Biao was hanging under a branch, his hands and feet were tied tightly, and there were two long wounds on his buttocks across his whole hip. The cold wind blew through, making him feel cold and painful. The young sect leader had no choice but to twist to the left. Shake to the right, like a caterpillar that has killed an ant, squirming endlessly.
The bastard boy looked at the inelegant posture of the young sect master and pursed his lips in amusement. He pointed at the ferocious crocodile on the beach that smelled a trace of blood and was about to move. He put on a harmless smile and said: "I often hear people say, Crocodiles can climb ten feet high in the water, but I don't know whether this statement is true or not. I passed by this place a while ago, and I suddenly became interested in this idea. I hope Brother Tian will take pity on me and confirm it for me."
"You...you are despicable!" Tian Biao was so angry that he bit the steel teeth in his mouth until they made a bang-bang sound. Unexpectedly, this kid was really vicious, but he thought of such a sinister way to deal with himself and end up in a crocodile's mouth. It would be better to pierce the heart with a sword.
"Eh...that's wrong." The thief boy looked solemn and said categorically: "Young Sect Master has a towering creation, and it's just a few small crocodiles. How can they hurt your body of ten thousand gold? I bet those words will definitely It’s a rumor, these ugly crocodiles definitely can’t jump ten feet.”
After saying that, the boy tilted his face, nodded seriously, winked and said, "Take these two cuts on the young master's butt, for example. Maybe the bleeding has been stopped before those crocodiles find you."
"You...boy, you go to hell. I will never let you go even if I am a ghost, young master!" If there is still true energy in the Dantian, it may be able to stop the bleeding, but the young master's Qi sea has been broken. What can I use to seal the acupoints to stop the bleeding? ! He has already ended up like this, and Lang Fei actually made a sarcastic comment. The resentment in Tian Biao's heart towards the thief boy cannot be washed away even if he pours all the water from all over the world.
Glancing at Tian Biao, whose face was distorted and inhuman, Lang Fei's face turned cold. "Tian Biao, you are responsible for this. Didn't you once say that you like to see the desperate expressions of people before they die? Today, I
Let you also have a taste of this feeling!"
"Hmph! Good and evil will be rewarded in the end. It's just a matter of early or late. Today is the day you pay for those casual cultivators who died unjustly." After saying this, Lang Fei glanced at the group of crocodiles that gathered quickly.
, turned around and flew back to the distance, climbed on Xiao Bai'er's back, called Xiao Yu'er, left Tian Biao who was constantly cursing, and took the southeast route to where the spirit crane was imprisoned.
For a moment, people disappeared from the mountains, leaving only waves of wailing from the bottom of the valley, echoing endlessly in the surrounding mountains.