While talking, Ye Feng had already arrived in front of the pit.
Regardless of the fact that the pit was filled with mud mixed with blood, he threw the body of the sword cultivator who died last to the edge of the pit.
He stretched out his hand to take off Jian Xiu's shirt, and a smile appeared on Ye Feng's face.
Just as he had just seen with the pupil of Wangqi, the sword cultivator was indeed wearing something similar to a treasured armor. And according to the observation with the pupil of Wangqi, the grade of this treasured armor was at least mid-level.
level.
In Tianyuan Continent, in addition to swords being divided into four levels, some armors are also divided into four levels.
As far as Ye Feng knew, compared with swords, armors were rarer. And armors that could be ranked higher were more expensive.
After carefully removing the armor from the sword cultivator, Ye Feng raised his foot and kicked the sword cultivator's body into the ditch.
He raised the Desert Guyan Sword obtained from the counterfeit Chai Yuntian, quickly performed a sword technique with his left hand, and then slashed the long sword out with a sweeping sweep.
While the long sword was still in the void, a whirlwind blew up from the plains.
A whirlwind like a tornado carried a large amount of dust flying into the ditch.
In just a short moment, the ditch that was two feet deep was filled with dust. The dust not only covered the bodies of the sword cultivators, but also became particularly solid under the pressure of the whirlwind.
After burying Jian Xiu's body, Ye Feng grabbed the treasure armor on the ground and jumped onto the broken carriage.
After hesitating for a moment, he swung his sword to cut off the shaft of the chariot, and then he and He Huan rode on the backs of two horses respectively.
The fierce battle taking place here has already alarmed Zhan Peng.
After a lot of hard work, Zhan Peng and other escort team members finally pushed the truck to one side and cleared the road.
Zhan Peng quickly came to Ye Feng and was relieved when he saw that Ye Feng didn't seem to blame him.
"Mr. Ye, I'm sorry for frightening you. It was my dereliction of duty that a killer sneaked into the team. When I go back, I will definitely apologize to the shopkeeper in person." After saying that, Zhan Peng bowed deeply to Ye Feng.
Ye Feng looked at Zhan Peng without any trace of blame on his face.
He glanced at the other carriage and said, "Captain Zhan Peng, I think you should go see the assassinated owner first."
While Ye Feng was talking to Zhan Peng, he changed his clothes, briefly wiped the bloodstained Lianqiao on his head, and walked out of the carriage.
Seeing that Zhan Peng gave up on the assassinated gang and instead went to apologize to Ye Feng and the other two, she couldn't help but have a flash of anger in her eyes.
Originally she wanted to say something, but in the end she hesitated for a moment, but did not say any harsh words.
No matter what, Ye Feng was her savior, and she really couldn't do anything ungrateful.
With Ye Feng's prompting, Zhan Peng came to the carriage where Lian Qiao was sitting with some embarrassment.
Seeing the anger on Lian Qiao's face, he laughed twice and said: "Miss Lian Qiao, who did you offend? Why did someone sneak into the convoy to assassinate you?"
Zhan Peng's question made Lian Qiao stand there in astonishment.
She suddenly discovered that the gap between people was really too big.
Zhan Peng, who was also a companion on the same trip, didn't care about the indiscretion. When he saw Ye Feng and the two of them, he just confessed. When he saw her, not only did he have no words of comfort, but he actually looked like he was mobilizing troops.
"Why should I tell you? We have paid to go with your escort. Let me tell you, if something happens to our lady on the way, you Longyang escort, don't even think about continuing." Lian
Qiao said angrily.
Zhan Peng's complexion turned blue and white, and his face was full of anger.
He glared at Lian Qiao angrily and said: "Miss Lian Qiao, even if you pay the money, you must cooperate with our work. If I remember correctly, when you paid, we had already agreed, and you are obligated
Cooperate with all our escort actions.”
Facing the angry Zhan Peng, Lian Qiao originally wanted to say something.
But before she could speak, the woman in the carriage suddenly said: "Captain Zhan Peng, I'm sorry for causing you trouble. Don't worry, I will double the compensation for the damage caused today when we get to Putian County. Thank you for your trouble."
Please tell everyone that I will pay for the escort charges this time. I hope everyone will not take today’s incident to heart.”
After saying these kind words, the woman's voice in the carriage suddenly became serious.
She said in a tone that left no doubt: "Captain Zhan Peng, I can't reveal any information to you about the assassin. If you insist on asking, we will have to part ways."
The woman's words made Zhan Peng's expression change several times.
Looking back at the group of businessmen who were happy when they heard that someone was paying for the escort, Zhan Peng sighed helplessly.
The woman who was not seen in the carriage seemed gentle, but she was very smart. Zhan Peng knew very well that if he really parted ways with the woman at this moment, other traveling businessmen would definitely complain, and then the entire team would definitely be divided, making the escort team
Very disappointing.
In terms of decision-making, Zhan Peng was far more decisive than ordinary people. After weighing the pros and cons, he stopped talking and drove his horse forward.
Although he left, he did not relax his guard over the woman's carriage.
On the way, he sent four additional escorts, almost inseparable, guarding both sides of the carriage.
Without the carriage, Ye Feng and He Huan could only ride horses.
Because he had just shown his powerful strength and his super abnormal behavior of stripping clothes from dead people, the traveling merchants all looked at him strangely.
During the journey, all the traveling merchants stayed far away from Ye Feng. Especially when they saw the horse that Ye Feng was riding and the precious armor on its back, they felt chills in their bodies.
After walking out of Qiangliang Mountain, we arrived at another inn.
According to everyone's itinerary, they were not supposed to rest here. But considering that everyone was frightened, Zhan Peng decided to stay at the inn for one night.
In the evening, traveling merchants lit bright bonfires in the open space outside the inn.
Perhaps because they were drunk, or because they had been walking in the wild for many years and had long been used to seeing life and death, these traveling businessmen forgot about the tragedy that happened during the day, and they all gathered around the bonfire, singing and dancing.
Waves of cheers kept coming from the crowd around the bonfire.
Hearing the cheers, Ye Feng, who was sitting on the stone pier outside the inn door, cast his gaze at the crowd in the distance, with a smile on his face.
At this moment, he suddenly felt envious of these traveling merchants. Although he knew that these traveling merchants lived in the open and endured pain that ordinary people could not bear, he could still feel the inner happiness from these merchants.
Beside Ye Feng, He Huan still had a cold face, as if whatever happened around him had nothing to do with him.
Hearing the sound of footsteps behind him, He Huan said: "The people looking for you are here."
Then he stood up and entered the inn without looking back.
He Huan's performance made Ye Feng helplessly shake his head.
Turning around, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment when he saw Lian Qiao coming with a night of hot soup.
"Here, this bowl of hot soup was given to you by Miss. You drink it to drive away the cold." Lian Qiao lowered her head and whispered.
Looking at the hot soup brought by Lian Qiao, Ye Feng hesitated slightly and reached out to take it.
Regardless of whether the soup was hot to the mouth or not, he poured it directly into his mouth.
Seeing Ye Feng drinking the hot and dry soup in one gulp, Lian Qiao opened her mouth wide in shock.
She touched her chest with her hand, and then she calmed down and said, "Don't you know how hot it is?"
Ye Feng glanced at the empty bowl in his hand and then at Lian Qiao, his expression slightly embarrassed.
This bowl of soup was indeed a little hot, but it wasn't something he couldn't accept as he had energy to protect his body.
Putting the empty bowl on the side of the stone pier, Ye Feng smacked his lips and said, "Miss Lianqiao, please thank your lady for me. Just say that I, Ye Feng, thank him for the soup."
Facing Ye Feng with a cold attitude, Lian Qiao pouted.
The lady did not ask her to send this soup, but she sent it voluntarily in order to thank Ye Feng for saving his life.
She couldn't help but feel a little angry when she thought that Ye Feng, a dead piece of wood, had ignored her kindness.
With Lian Qiao's character, she originally planned to turn around and leave.
But when she thought of Ye Feng's life-saving grace, she suppressed her inner anger again.
After sitting down on the stone pier beside Ye Feng, Lian Qiao whispered: "I think your master has a cold face all day long. He must be difficult to serve?"
"My master?" Ye Feng looked at Lian Qiao suspiciously, and immediately understood that the other party must regard the cold He Huan as his master.
Ye Feng did not explain. He nodded and said, "Fortunately, his needs are quite few and it is not difficult to take care of him."
"Oh, that's okay. In fact, my young lady is a pretty good person and she never treats me like a maid." Lian Qiao said.
After saying this, she suddenly raised her head, glanced at Ye Feng's clothes, and asked: "I see why your body is a little fatter than during the day. You won't... won't..."
After saying no twice in succession, Lian Qiao stood up suddenly and said, "You are not wearing that precious armor."
Facing the fussing Lian Qiao, Ye Feng smiled calmly.
He lifted up a corner of his clothes, revealing the outline of the treasured armor, and said, "Yes. Isn't the treasured armor meant for people to wear? If you don't wear it, wouldn't it be a waste of natural resources?"
"Ugh..." Lian Qiao retched, her face turned pale.
She didn't even say goodbye to Ye Feng, and staggered back to the inn.
Seeing Lian Qiao running away in a hurry, Ye Feng curled his lips.
He stood up, smoothed his clothes, and said to himself: "Actually, I have washed the armor before wearing it."
After sitting outside for a while, Ye Feng turned around and entered the inn.
Just as he walked to the door of his and He Huan's room, he suddenly felt a dangerous aura approaching him.
Suddenly, Ye Feng took a step back. The moment he stood up to dodge, a piece of silver light like a water curtain burst out from the void, all hitting the ground where he had just stood.
"Who?" Ye Feng asked in a deep voice, holding the Thunder Soul Chasing Sword.
After his words fell, a strange and unruly laughter suddenly echoed in the empty corridor.
Then a circle of small ripples rippled in the calm void, and a dark figure wearing black clothes and a black robe appeared out of thin air, even his face was covered.