Ye Feng chatted with Xiao Bai for nearly a night. He not only asked Xiao Bai about the reason for delaying his awakening time, but also asked about some sword skills issues that he had not been able to understand recently.
Xiao Bai is worthy of being a master with the realm of Sword Master. Many things that Ye Feng cannot understand can often be explained clearly by Xiao Bai in one sentence. This makes Ye Feng understand a lot of truths overnight.
When the eastern sky turned fish-belly white, Xiao Bai returned to the pendant.
Before entering the pendant, he told Ye Feng that recently he also had some matters related to soul cultivation, which he needed to study in seclusion, so he still had to disappear for a period of time.
After seeing Xiao Bai enter the pendant, the pendant returned to coldness, Ye Feng couldn't help but reveal a hint of loneliness in his eyes.
Although he didn't have much contact with Xiao Bai, he had long considered Xiao Bai, his mentor and friend, as his closest relative.
He knew very well that without Xiao Bai, he would never be where he is today, let alone being so famous and valued by the Lishui Sword Sect and rising to the top of the Yin and Shang Kingdom.
Carefully hanging the pendant on the front and back of his chest, Ye Feng walked quickly towards the inn.
When he arrived at the door of the inn, he found that Zhan Peng and others had already packed up and were waiting for him to return alone and set off as a group.
After greeting everyone apologetically, Ye Feng jumped onto the horse's back.
While raising his whip to urge the horse, he glanced at the carriage in which Master Lianqiao and his servant were riding, with a hint of a smile in his eyes.
"If Ping An escorts his master and servant to Putian County, will he get a high-level weapon?" Thinking of the promise the woman had made, Ye Feng smiled slyly.
All morning, the caravan was uneventful.
But in the afternoon, as a group of dark clouds rushed from the sky and blocked the entire clear sky, everyone felt an ominous premonition.
The Yin Shang Kingdom is located in the southeast and is not a rainy country. Many people have never seen baby-faced weather from birth to death. Now when they see dark clouds sweeping across the sky, many traveling merchants can't help but feel frightened secretly.
Dark clouds swept across the sky and within a tea time, heavy rain fell.
Dense raindrops poured down from the sky, turning the entire sky and earth into a silvery white color in the blink of an eye.
The rain blocked the sight of people and horses, forcing the caravan to stop.
After going out to investigate for a long time, Zhan Peng came running from a distance despite the strong wind and rain.
He told everyone that there was a thatched house built by hunters on a hill not far away. He had just discussed with the hunters inside that everyone could enter the thatched house first to take shelter from the rain.
Everyone who had been soaked by the heavy rain long ago cheered when they heard Zhan Peng's words. They didn't even care about the goods and ran towards the hay shed as hard as they could.
Ye Feng and He Huan followed the others into the thatched shed. When they entered the thatched shed, the traveling businessmen were already sitting in a group around the only stove in the thatched shed.
After a brief inspection, Ye Feng discovered that there was only one hunter in the thatched hut, wearing patched clothes, making ginger tea for everyone.
After finding no abnormalities in the hay shed, Ye Feng and He Huan sat down in the corner of the hay shed.
As soon as the two people sat down, the driver surnamed Cheng, Lian Qiao, and the woman who had never revealed her true face also walked in from outside.
The woman wore a pointed hat on her head, and her face was covered with a black gauze scarf.
Although no one could see the woman's face, their eyes couldn't help but stare when they saw her figure.
The woman's figure is definitely above the first-class level. For these businessmen, whose only entertainment is in brothels, seeing a woman's figure is enough to give them a physiological reaction.
Facing everyone's lustful eyes, Lian Qiao's face rose with anger.
She glared at everyone angrily and said in a deep voice: "Look at whatever you are looking at. If you look again, I will dig out your eyeballs."
Lian Qiao's angry rebuke made everyone turn their heads. Thinking of the way Lian Qiao and the other three killed three assassins with just a raise of their hands, the hearts of those traveling merchants all trembled.
Seeing everyone turn around, Lian Qiao nodded with satisfaction.
Looking around, she found Ye Feng and He Huan sitting in another corner. She hesitated for a moment and then said, "Miss, how about we go sit over there."
The direction Lian Qiao is pointing is exactly opposite to the direction Ye Feng is.
Seeing Lian Qiao's extremely unnatural expression, the driver surnamed Cheng pursed his lips and secretly laughed, while the woman shook her head slightly.
"No, let's go over there." The woman said softly.
After she finished speaking, she ignored the strange looks from Lian Qiao and the driver surnamed Cheng, and took the lead in walking in the direction of Ye Feng.
The place where Ye Feng and He Huan were sitting was in the corner on one side of the thatched shed.
After the two people sat down, there happened to be an open space around them. The woman did not say hello to Ye Feng and sat down on the open space.
Even if the woman sat down, Lian Qiao and the driver surnamed Cheng could not be separated from her.
The two of them sat next to the woman, scanning the surroundings with vigilant eyes.
In the center of the thatched house, the hunter who was making ginger tea poured the ginger tea out of the big pot.
Smelling the faint aroma of ginger tea, all the traveling merchants around brought out their own bowls and basins.
Everyone had a bowl of ginger tea, blowing on the hot air and sipping.
Hearing the noises made by the traveling merchants, Lian Qiao hesitated, took out three silver bowls from her luggage and said, "Miss, why don't I go pour some ginger tea too."
The woman did not speak, but the driver surnamed Cheng always kept his eyes on the businessmen who had drank ginger tea.
Seeing that no one seemed to be poisoned, the driver surnamed Cheng nodded to Lian Qiao.
Lian Qiao took a few steps forward holding the silver bowl.
Suddenly, she turned around, took out two silver bowls from her luggage again, and then walked quickly to the front of Orion.
"Please serve me a few bowls of ginger tea," Lian Qiao said politely.
The hunter, who was thin and had a gloomy face, raised his head, glanced at Lian Qiao, silently raised his spoon and filled the silver bowl in front of Lian Qiao.
Lian Qiao carried five silver bowls filled with ginger tea on a tray and returned to the resting place.
After handing the ginger tea to the lady and the coachman named Cheng respectively, she whispered: "Miss, how about I send these two bowls of ginger tea to them?"
The woman didn't speak, she just nodded.
She picked up the ginger tea, carefully lifted a corner of the veil, and slowly passed it to the corner of her lips.
Just when the woman's red lips were about to touch the silver bowl, Ye Feng, who was meditating with his eyes closed, shot out a burst of sword energy from his hand, smashing the tea bowl into pieces.
After breaking the tea bowl, Ye Feng stood up, stared at the trembling Orion, and said in a deep voice: "Your Excellency looks like a person, so why hide your head and show your tail?"
Like a frightened hunter, his expression suddenly became extremely ferocious.
He threw away the spoon in his hand with a strange smile and suddenly jumped over the pedestrian merchant's head.
"You are lucky, I will spare your life for the time being." The Orion monster yelled. After saying this, he suddenly hit the wall of the thatched cottage, and then quickly ran into the rain.
Inside the thatched house, Ye Feng stared at Orion's back, a cold light flashing in his eyes.
He winked at He Huan. He Huan, who had already locked onto the hunter, immediately rushed out of the thatched hut like an arrow.
Under the rain curtain, He Huan and Orion were quickly lost.
At this moment, the dumbfounded Lian Qiao saw that the ground where the ginger tea had been soaked and spread had been stained black.
"How did he find out that the hunter was an assassin?" Lian Qiao whispered.
Beside her, the woman who showed no fear even though she was frightened said softly: "If I guessed correctly, he should have noticed the Orion's hand. The palms of any Orion cannot be abnormally white and tender, and
The fake hunter's palms are smoother than those of women, which is definitely abnormal."
The woman's explanation suddenly made Lian Qiao realize. She looked at the woman doubtfully and asked: "Miss, have you discovered the flaw of that hunter a long time ago?"
The woman shook her head, and even through the veil, people could still feel the regret in her heart.
She explained in a low voice: "No, I didn't notice the assassin's palm until he revealed his identity."
As she spoke, the woman looked sideways at Ye Feng, and noticed that Ye Feng firmly believed that He Huan would be safe and sound, and she couldn't help but feel puzzled in her heart.
He Huan's revealed strength was only that of a seventh-level swordsman, but the assassin's cultivation was obviously that of a ninth-level swordsman.
She couldn't figure out what was the reason that made Ye Feng so confident that his companions would be able to come back safely.
In the rain curtain, two figures seemed to pass by quickly.
Due to the excessive speed, the figures of the two people were left behind afterimages in the rain curtain.
Suddenly, a sword light as powerful as a meteor burst out from the rain curtain.
Wherever the sword light touched, the rainstorm seemed to suddenly stop, and it stopped falling instantly.
There was a muffled sound of "poof", and the swordsman who was running forward staggered, his vest spurted a puff of blood, and he suddenly fell to the ground.
Inside the thatched hut, the businessmen who had drank herbal tea and suspected that they were poisoned all huddled together in fear.
Seeing this group of traveling merchants whose hands and feet were so frightened that they lost the ability to walk, Ye Feng couldn't help but shook his head.
"Everyone, the tea you drank was not poisonous. I saw with my own eyes that the assassin only poisoned the ginger tea of the five of us." Ye Feng explained with a smile.
Under his explanation, all the traveling merchants helped him to stand up with hesitation.
Just as they stood up, there was another sound of footsteps outside the thatched house.
He Huan, who was soaked by the rain, strode in from outside. As soon as he entered the room, he dropped a bloody human head.