Yun Zangfeng and the scar-faced young man looked at each other. The person in front of him was the scar-faced young man who had a battle with Yun Zangfeng at the gate of Denglong City a few days ago. It was this young man who coveted Long Ling, which caused Yun Zangfeng to kill his hands and feet. Although Long Ling's appearance is still a child, he is also somewhat beautiful. But to be cute, of course, it is not ruled out that the scar-faced young man has the evil hobby of pedophiles. But at this time, the atmosphere between the two became subtle.

Yun Zangfeng looked at the scar-faced young man who was carrying a knife and smiled, "I didn't expect you to be so good, but it was a bit beyond my expectations. You want us to have a simple life. Let's go out and spend a few moves, as long as you kill me, it's fine. Don't wake up my inner son, she is much better than me."

The scarred young man's Adam's apple rolled, and the sound of his saliva swallowing was clearly heard in this quiet night. The faint light emitted by the kerosene lamp cast the scarred young man's figure onto the wall. A drop of cold sweat slid across his forehead. Finally, it seemed like he made a difficult decision. He threw the knife to the ground and made a "clang" sound. Long Ling seemed to feel something, and arched his head restlessly, causing Yun Zangfeng to glar at the scarred young man and blamed him for quarreling at Long Ling to sleep. The scarred young man seemed to have made his promise and said openly: "I can't beat you two, and you can even kill me one of them. I originally wanted to steal the heads of you and get the rewards secretly, but now it seems that he is going to die in your hands."

Yun Zangfeng was still lying on the bed, with one hand being pillowed by Long Ling, and the other hand holding Long Ling's slender waist, whispering: "I'm not interested in taking your life at all. Your life is useless to me at all. What makes me really curious is why you got so fast. I remember not missing anyone at that time, that is to say, your tendons should have been broken. Who has such medical skills? I'm very curious."

The scar-faced young man had already given up any thoughts of opposing Yun Zangfeng, but when it came to this question, there was still some resistance. He only said that a great immortal came to the gang to save all the people who had broken their hands and legs with a black ointment. He naturally kept silent about the others. However, Yun Zangfeng seemed to be intrigued and asked repeatedly, but the scar-faced young man stopped talking and retreated. Yun Zangfeng did not want to wake up Long Ling, so he had to give up. He spent the night slowly in the burning of the kerosene lamp.

The lights in the outer room never went out. By the time of Yin, there were a few stars in the sky, and Yun Zangfeng had woken up and slowly pulled his arm out of Long Ling's neck to practice boxing. He didn't expect that this movement would wake Long Ling up, so the two stood up and prepared to say goodbye to the old woman and set off. Yun Zangfeng was still thinking about the person who had cured all the broken tendons. His intuition told him that this person had a great relationship with him and he had to know.

The two came to the outer room, and the scar-faced young man and the old woman sat at the table, and they didn't sleep for a night. An old man gave up the bed for them and didn't sleep for a night. This made Yun Zangfeng feel a little sad and apologized to the old woman. Long Ling also followed Ningshuang to learn the etiquette of the world for a while, and they still understand these. Then Yun Zangfeng turned to the scar-faced young man and asked, "I want to know more about the great immortal behind you, and I hope you can tell me. Otherwise, don't force me to do what I don't want to do."

The scar-faced young man poured himself a cup of white water and drank it in one sip: "There is nothing to tell me, you should go as soon as possible if you want to go. If my companions come to find me and see you, I'm afraid they will not be good to you and me."

Yun Zangfeng's eyes turned cold, and he raised his hand to summon the black battle spear and pointed at the throat of the scar-faced young man. The tip of the spear was less than two inches away from the throat. In other words, only if Yun Zangfeng had a little force, the battle spear would penetrate the throat of the scar-faced young man. He was not afraid of death, but when he saw Yun Zangfeng woke up last night, he felt like he would die, but who would want to die while alive? What's more, a person like him who acted like a mighty person. In addition, the bloody smell on the battle spear made him feel a little breathless, as if he was being grabbed by someone. He felt very uncomfortable and wanted to tell Yun Zangfeng everything, but he couldn't speak. Seeing this, the old woman beside him knelt down: "This young man, I

I don't know what holidays you have, but please let my son go, please, please." After a while, I went to pull the scar-faced youth's clothes: "Son, what do you want to know? Tell him, tell him." Long Ling couldn't bear to see an old man crying and screaming at the pitiful look, and pulled the corner of Yun Zangfeng's clothes: "Zangfeng, forget it, spare his life." Yun Zangfeng had no choice but to take back the battle spear in his hand and sighed. The scar-faced youth was collapsed on the ground, gasping heavily. That minute was like a minute in hell, and the faint smell of blood made him feel like he was in a sea of ​​blood, unable to breathe.

At this time, Long Ling moved his ears and said, "There are horse hooves in the north. There are many people, not less than fifty." Yun Zangfeng looked at the scar-faced youth and asked, "Is it your companion?" The scar-faced youth swallowed and shook his head: "No, Denglong City is in the south, and those who come from the north can only be bandits." As soon as he finished speaking, Long Ling said, "They are coming." Sure enough, Yun Zangfeng and the scar-faced youth also clearly heard the horse hooves. The sound of more than fifty horses running together was quite moving. The scar-faced youth said, "You go quickly, these bandits should be coming for you. The north of Denglong City is full of their eyeliners. You should have been discovered long ago. The sound of fifty horses is much scarier than this. The sound of the fifty horses is still small, which means they are not close. It is still too late for you to walk now."

"Haha, you are kind now. What about you?" Yun Zangfeng smiled faintly.

The scar-faced young man slowly stood up with the help of the old woman: "I'm fine. I'm from the Xuanmen who climbed the Longcheng Xuanmen. The backstage of Xuanmen has an agreement with the bandits and will not bother each other. They will not do anything to me, otherwise I would not be assured to put my mother alone in this place where bandits are scattered. However, I'm not kind-hearted, just don't want you to implicate us. Although I have the amulet of Xuanmen, I'm just a small leader after all, and there are not a hundred or eighty bandits. The bandits will not give me much face. If you are not here, I'll be in peace with the bandits. If you are here, killing me is just a matter of time."

"Okay, you're very honest. You're older than me, but you're younger than me. I don't want to implicate you, but I happen to be heading north and I will come back to ask the great immortal's secret. Take care." Yun Zangfeng laughed, took out some rice and flour, and walked north with Long Ling.

After about a quarter of the incense stick, I could still vaguely see the smoke rising from the old woman's house. Yun Zangfeng and Long Ling were surrounded. The head was a middle-aged man who looked a little thin, naked, but on his back was a pair of Xuanhua axes commonly used by strong people. The man was riding a maroon horse with a tuft of white hair from the head to the tip of his nose, which was quite beautiful. The maroon horse circled around Yun Zangfeng and the man looked up and down.

Long Ling couldn't stand being watched like a monkey, and scolded her, "Look, I dug your eyes again." Yun Zangfeng smiled: "Ling'er, you're so cute no matter how you lose your temper." The man immediately laughed angrily: "Haha, two little babies are not old and have a big tone. I'm waiting for you to dig my eyes here. But if you can't dig it down, you not only have to hand over the money you have on me, but also be a child bride for me. How about it?"
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