Zhan Changfeng sat on the back of the flying crane, holding the Taiji seal in his hand to guard the spiritual platform, and the flowing clouds flew by, and the green silk was flying.

Suddenly, her eyelids lifted slightly, and she saw a streamer coming behind her, and the momentum seemed to be coming towards her, the soles of the person's feet were magic weapons like round wheels, and she caught up with Feihe in the blink of an eye, "Fellow Daoist, it's better to stop!"

With a weapon in your hand to make people pause?

However, it was really unfavorable to her in the sky, Zhan Changfeng drove the flying crane to the ground, and the black-faced Taoist grinned, how could he let her go, and threw out the secondary array plate with a flick of his hand, "Liuhe Heavy Fire Array!"

Feihe crashed headlong into the scorching world, but when he saw the flames raging on all sides, as if he had been locked in a furnace, he screamed and his feathers were on fire.

The black-faced Taoist laughed when he heard the voice, this is two thousand miles from the ground, forgive you for not being able to escape, at this time, a sword light split the fire array, and at the same time, a shadow shot out and entwined his feet, and the fire clouds scattered, he was already pulled down, and the wind in the sky hurt his cheeks!

"Damn. The black-faced Taoist struggled to control the round wheel under his feet, and at the same time he sacrificed the blue light sword and slashed towards Zhan Changfeng, the blue light was like lightning, and it reached the center of her eyebrows in the blink of an eye, and in an instant, a war helmet phantom covered her face, and then the blue light and the phantom dissipated together.

Zhan Changfeng didn't give him a chance to make a mistake, grabbed the bundle of immortal ropes and flew him, and a soul thought cut into the round wheel to cut off the connection between the two.

The black-faced Dao man's heart was wounded, his teeth were about to be cracked, but the person fell in the air, there was no point of strength everywhere, and the closer he was to the ground, he didn't want to turn into meat mud, and he hit the magic seal on the ground again and again to alleviate the downward trend.

Zhan Changfeng over there did nothing, fell to the ground at great speed, and when he was still more than ten meters from the ground, he suddenly threw out a bundle of fairy ropes and wrapped around the tree trunk, and brazenly kicked on the tree and shot at the black-faced Taoist who was still falling, and his legs whipped on the waist of the black-faced Taoist, and the black-faced Taoist's internal organs were twisted together, and his body crashed into the forest, clicking the trees and falling down one after another.

The black-faced Taoist man's mind was dizzy, it seemed that his spine was broken under gravity, and his mouth kept spitting blood, "You... You are..."

You are?

Zhan Changfeng was surprised, he originally thought that he was sent by which corps, didn't he?

She approached the black-faced Taoist and performed a soul-searching technique, skipping the unimportant memories on the surface and going deep into the soul, but she ran into a barrier, and a bright red "killing" character ban protected his important memories.

Zhan Changfeng felt that something was wrong, who was he, "Who am I?"

She touched the bundle of immortals, and it was not her identity at this time, "Do you know it?"

The eyes of the black-faced Taoist trembled, and the next breath was finished by Zhan Changfeng, could it be related to the Gongsun family?

Zhan Changfeng searched his body and used corpse water to eliminate the corpse.

There was nothing on this person to prove his identity, but she found more than a dozen reward orders, one of which was her current identity, asking for beheading, and one was Yi Zhan's, which also described the magic weapons such as the bundle of immortals and jade pendants that she might take, and the request was to bring back her body or capture her alive, which was undoubtedly issued by the Gongsun family.

But what is the request of the previous one?

And strangely enough, none of these bounties have information about the publisher or recipient, as if they were from a well-organized assassination organization.

Zhan Changfeng looked at the other bounty orders again, put them all away, maybe they would be useful in the future, and then counted the things in the storage bag of the black-faced Daoist, a volume of Heart Sutra, two spell books, fifteen or sixty thousand lower grade spirit stones, twenty medium-grade spirit stones, and some messy things.

That Heart Sutra should be something in the organization, and it was banned, and she couldn't open it.

Although Zhan Changfeng had doubts, there was nothing he could do now and continued to hurry.

She should have fallen into a mountain forest, and Feihe died in the fire array, so she could only get out of this mountain forest before making plans.

An official road under Xijun Mountain is winding, there is a long pavilion on the side, and a tea shed is set up on the side, which is specially for people to rest.

The coarse cloth and short brown merchant raised his head and poured herbal tea, the young couple ate a plate of steamed buns, the three or five reckless men stepped on the stool with their chests open and drank wine, and a few horses tied to the shade of the trees.

It was already the day of autumn, but the sunlight was still scorching far away, grand and blazing, except for the people hiding under the tea shed of the long pavilion, there were no other pedestrians in sight, only the empty and hot official road was left to the east, passing through Heshui City to the cold snow city.

The men boldly clinked bowls and drank wine, full of energy in this hot and drowsy time.

"Boy, hurry up and serve another plate of pastrami, hahaha, pay for the five eggs!"

"Hey!" the owner of the tea shed stall was excited, wiped his face and fell asleep, and hurriedly cut half a catty of beef made by his old parents at home, put it on a plate and sent it over, and set it on the table steadily, "A few slow uses, not enough!"

", I don't want to lose anymore. "The man who was called the five eggs had a painful face.

The stall owner avoided this sentence, and Yin Yin smiled, "You use it slowly." ”

After speaking, he returned to his shed, looked at the tea in the tea jar, counted the steamed buns in the cage drawer, and there were probably a lot left, just shrunk his head and calculated his livelihood.

The person who had just lost a lot began to drink and fight again, as if he would never worry about money. The stall owner glanced at them enviously, and the piece of meat was so full that he could not eat it once a month.

But he only glanced at it, these people all have guys around them, but they are not easy to get along with, maybe they are still martial artists of which sect.

There was a slight noise in the mountain forest against his back, as if something was approaching this side, and the stall owner's face turned pale, thinking of the jackals, tigers and leopards who came down the mountain from time to time to fight for their teeth.

The men picked up their swords and smiled, "Yo, are you here to add vegetables to us?"

Then the dense branches and leaves of the dwarf tree were peeled away, and a person came out, her white robe was gray, and she was holding a long object wrapped in a white cloth in her hand, and the end of the trailing ground was worn out, revealing a dull and cold glow.

One glance swept over and said with a smile, "Do you need a deer, whole one?" ”

“.....”

The resting pedestrians looked at her strangely, and then looked at the towering Xijun Mountain, this mountain is not ordinary and precipitous, the road is difficult to pass, how did she come out?

"You... Where did it come from?"

At this time, Zhan Changfeng's shoulder was pushed, and he turned back helplessly, "Just kidding, I didn't want to sell you." ”

She leaned sideways, revealing a tall sika deer, which pushed her with its horns again, until Zhan Changfeng touched its head, and then turned around and jumped into the forest.

It's also thanks to the mountain elves to show her the way, otherwise she wouldn't have come down so easily.

Zhan Changfeng ignored everyone's ghostly looks, stepped on the official road, and left freely.

A young woman whispered to her husband, "Could it be a fairy in the mountains?"

"Why don't you say it's a spirit. The husband didn't care, "Now there are more strange people, don't make a fuss." ”

The three or five strong men were also whispering:

"Do you see what she has in her hand, it looks like a sword. ”

"That's right, I saw a cold light from **, it's a good sword. ”

Several people looked at each other, suddenly laughed, kicked off the bench, got on the horse, and ran away with a whip.

The stall owner chased after him with relish, "You haven't paid yet!"