sword from heaven

Chapter 3
The lanky Fang Henian said solemnly: "You go by yourself, or should we restrain you and drag you away?"

"It's safe... just to be safe, it's better... let's drag it away." Zhao Youjun stammered.

He stuttered, his chubby face was tense, and there was a bit of humor in his seriousness.

The young man in the yellow robe looked at the two impatiently: "Who are you?"

"Zhuquewei!" The two said in solemn voices.

The young man in the yellow robe became more and more impatient, and slammed the table with a "bang": "I just don't understand, what did I offend you Suzakuwei by listening to a tune? Suzakuwei can be rampant and lawless?!"

"Surnamed Hu, you and others injured an innocent old man in the Zuixian Tower, resulting in a broken bone. You need to pay 1000 taels of silver!"

"1000 taels?" The yellow-robed youth laughed, "Here you go, let's go!"

He took out 1000 taels of silver bills from his pocket and threw them out: "Hurry up and get out, don't delay me listening to the music!"

The short and thin Fang Henian waved his hand, and the banknote floated into his hand. After looking at it, it was indeed 1000 taels, and said in a deep voice, "I have to apologize to the old man!"

The yellow-robed youth took out another 1000 taels from his pocket and threw it out: "Is this all right? Get lost!"

"Bang!" Zhao Youjun stepped forward and punched, the yellow-robed youth froze and sealed the acupoints.

"Give a toast... If you don't eat, eat and eat, you will be fined... Fine wine!" Zhao Youjun slowly withdrew his fist, his chubby face full of awe.

Feng Jin turned his head to look at Song Yunge.

Song Yunge also looked at him.

The two looked at each other again.

Zhao Youjun and Fang Henian are only swordsmen, but they can beat the devil?What a joke!

The beautiful singer stared at them with wide eyes, covered her small mouth and didn't shout out, like a frightened deer staring at them.

Zhao Youjun stuffed a silver ticket into her little hand: "Hold it!"

He lifted the belt of the young man in the yellow robe and walked out. Fang Henian hugged his fists to express his apology to the surroundings, and then followed him.

"...Did you get the name right?"

Feng Jin took a sip of wine, swallowed hard with Gudu, calmed down his mind, suppressed his shock, and looked at Song Yunge in doubt.

Song Yunge scratched the center of his eyebrows with his left little finger, thoughtfully: "That's right, it's him... they're going to be in trouble, I don't know this is a counterfeit!"

"Then what's going on?" Feng Jin snorted.

He originally thought it was for taking credit, so he asked the two of them to find out the truth.

Now it seems that he made a mistake, but Song Yunge also made a mistake, it can't be the devil!

Song Yunge glanced at him and shook his head.

"As long as you are smart, I don't think you got it right!" Feng Jin said angrily.

He knew the meaning of Song Yunge's eyes at a glance, that he was contemptuous of his stupidity, but he really didn't see the clue, he only knew that the demon lord would never behave like this.

Song Yunge picked up the wine glass, shook it lightly, and said casually: "Senior brother Feng, use your brain more, think about it, even if he is the devil, would he dare to do something here?"

Feng Jin opened his mouth and found that he was speechless.

Why didn't I think of it, even if it was the devil, he didn't dare to make a move here, and if there was a commotion, other Suzaku guards would be attracted immediately.

In places like Chaoran Building, there are definitely Suzaku Guards secretly patrolling.

Feng Jin snorted: "Then how did Fang Henian and Zhao Youjun come to arrest him? Did they also find out?"

"According to my observation, it should be a coincidence." Song Yunge pondered: "The devil changed according to someone else, and it happened that that person committed a crime."

He carefully observed the expressions of Fang Henian and Zhao Youjun. It was definitely not the case of facing the devil. They were not that good at acting.

"What a coincidence!" Feng Jin shook his head.

Song Yunge said: "Things in the world are often more bizarre than people imagine, just go and see."

Feng Jin frowned and said, "If it's really that devil, then Fang Henian and Zhao Youjun are probably in danger."

Song Yunge glanced at him.

Feng Jin said: "Although they don't deal with us, they are all Suzaku Guards after all."

Song Yunge smiled, and lazily said: "That's right, then Senior Brother tell them."

He shook his head secretly.

Fang Henian is a disciple of Wulianghai, and Zhao Youjun is a disciple of Tiandanggu. They have no friendship, and I have no obligation to save them.

I only care about people who care about me, and I don't care about people who don't care about me.

What's more, these two people are not good birds, and they are not worth saving.

Feng Jin said: "Then let's go and remind you."

Song Yunge knew that he couldn't change his good old habits, so he didn't object. He played with the wine glass and said slowly: "Brother, I think, if you want to kill this person, you should ask two more sword masters for help!"

"Is he very strong?"

"On the contrary, he looks energetic, weaker than you, Senior Brother."

"Then find someone to share the credit? If you want the credit, I want it too. If there is one less person, then there will be one less!" Feng Jin's eyes widened.

"I don't think it's quite right." Song Yunge's expression was solemn, naturally revealing an aura of calm and prestige.

He shook his head secretly, the stinginess in Senior Brother Feng's bones really couldn't be changed.

"Don't dawdle, tell them quickly, so as not to be in danger." Feng Jin urged, turned around and hurried downstairs.

Song Yunge shook his head and put down the wine glass, took out a piece of silver and put it down, followed him down, got into the noisy crowd, and then turned into a quiet alley.

As soon as Fang Henian and Zhao Youjun entered the alley, the young man in yellow robe suddenly opened his eyes, kicked Fang Henian with his right foot, and hit Zhao Youjun with his left palm.

"Woo..." The palm wind roared like a storm.

"Bang bang!" Fang Henian and Zhao Youjun flew up, hit the wall and then slid to the base of the wall.

"Stop!" Feng Jin shouted.

The yellow-robed youth turned his head to look, his eyes shot like lightning.

Feng Jin was startled, and his steps froze.

Song Yunge suddenly pulled Feng Jin and moved him a foot.

He concentrated on activating the Qi Watching Technique with his eyes, and saw two strands of black silk floating towards him, approaching silently and quickly like catkins in a strong wind.

He tried his best to use Qinggong to barely avoid these two strands of black silk.

He guessed that it might be the method of planting jade.

The young man in yellow robe took a deep look at Song Yunge, his figure flickered, and he disappeared into the depths of the alley.

Feng Jin stared at the direction where he disappeared: "Yun Ge, you are indeed mistaken, he is not from the Demon Sect!"

The magic master's moves are silent, and they can't even make a sound, because their magic breath has a devouring nature, and they swallow the sound directly.

This is the fundamental way to identify the magic master.

Song Yunge didn't look there, but stared at the two people under the wall and said, "Maybe it's because of his miraculous skills or treasures that he changed his appearance."

"...Okay." Feng Jin finally believed it.

Yun Ge's martial arts qualifications are not good, but he is the smartest person he has ever met. He has never made a mistake in his judgment, and he is far inferior to him.

It's just that Yun Ge is smart, but she lacks human touch, as if she doesn't fit in with this world.

I am most afraid that he is too smart to go on an evil path, so I always pay attention to guide and make decisions when it is time to make decisions.

When he came close, he wanted to bend down to touch the two people who were paralyzed into mud.

Song Yunge said: "Senior brother, don't read it, they are dead."

Feng Jin frowned and said: "You still have energy, use Shengsheng to transform pills!"

"Senior brother, do you have the life-changing pill?" Song Yunge said.

Feng Jin nodded and took out a jade porcelain bottle from his arms.

Song Yunge shook his head: "I haven't."

Feng Jin was startled, and hurriedly said: "Don't be kidding, just take it out quickly."

"I really didn't bring it." Song Yunge showed a look of helplessness: "I left in a hurry today, so I forgot to bring it."

Feng Jin said angrily: "At this time, you are still stingy! Human life is at stake, hurry up, don't delay!"

Song Yunge waved his hand: "Senior brother, I really didn't bring it with me. It seems that I can only save one. Your Shengshenghuadan, then you can choose one... I think the one in Tiandanggu is good, and the one in Wulianghai is fine." , but it’s good to save Boundless Sea, so that no one will suspect that we have Life Transformation Pills and don’t save him.”

Feng Jin glared at him angrily.

According to his understanding of Song Yunge, Shengsheng Haohua Pill must be carried with him, and there is no way he will forget it.

He was secretly annoyed, Yun Ge was unwilling to give birth to the Creation Pill!
Sheng Sheng Hao Hua Pill is indeed a rare elixir, as long as there is still a breath, it can hold this breath for an hour, and one pill is one life.

But human life is at stake, how can you ignore death? !
Yun Ge's heart is getting colder and harder, cold-blooded!

The two people who were motionless and unconscious suddenly opened their eyes, tilted their heads to look at each other, and their eyes flashed coldly.

Song Yunge shook his head and sighed: "Oh... what a embarrassment, if there is only one alive, then we don't have to be so embarrassing, it doesn't matter whether he is from Boundless Sea or Tiandanggu, we can save them all!"

"Bang bang!" The two punched each other in the heart.

Blood gushed out of the mouths of the two, and they stared at each other in astonishment, as if the other's reaction was beyond their expectations, and then fell to the ground and died of exhaustion.

The corners of Song Yunge's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a sneer.

Unsurprisingly, they have such a temperament, and their true nature will be revealed after a little trial.

He turned to look at Feng Jin: "Brother, do you still want to save this kind of person?"

Feng Jin was dumbfounded, and pointed at Song Yunge, but couldn't speak.

Both Song Yunge and Song Yunge cannot be blamed for this matter, but Song Yunge's actions are indeed vicious.

"Let's go," Song Yunge shook his head and said, "Quan pretends he didn't see it."

"But..." Feng Jin hesitated.

Song Yunge pointed to Fang Henian: "We can't tell."

Fang Henian is a disciple of Wulianghai, so others will inevitably suspect that Feng Jin would not save him, or even suspect that they have made trouble.

"Hey... let's go!" Feng Jin stomped his feet, turned around and left helplessly.

The two floated out of the alley, Feng Jin didn't say a word, he still didn't understand the actions of the two of them, as teammates of the first team, with the closest relationship, how could they do this.

The two walked into another alley.

When walking halfway, Song Yunge suddenly stopped moving.

Feng Jin was absent-minded. After walking more than ten meters, he realized something was wrong and turned to look at him.

Song Yunge looked at the sky with his hands behind his back, thoughtfully.

"What's the matter?" Feng Jin asked listlessly.

Song Yunge thought for a moment, then slowly: "Brother, please ask someone to help you!"

"No, I'm enough!" Feng Jin shook his head: "This time, he must be killed!... This devil's cultivation level is indeed not high."

Experts will know if there is one as soon as they make a move. From the previous palm and kick, Feng Jin can see that the demon lord is really not as good as himself.

Song Yunge shook his head: "The magic skill is weird and hard to guard against."

"As long as we guard against Jade Dafa, his moves have sound, and he can't sneak attack, I'm enough to deal with him!" Feng Jin said in a deep voice.

When encountering someone whose cultivation base is not as good as his own, he still needs to ask for help, so what do he do for food?
For giving away such a great contribution, I deserve to be unable to become the sword master!
Song Yunge frowned at him.

Feng Jin stared at him with a firm and serious expression.

The air seemed to freeze, and the alley became quieter.

Song Yunge's eyes remained fixed, but he sighed secretly, knowing that Feng Jin's mind would never change.

Senior Brother Feng looks like a nice guy, but he is stubborn. Once he makes a decision, Jiu Niu can't pull him back.

Sometimes he really wanted to slap Feng Jin twice, but it was a pity that Feng Jin was so kind to him that he couldn't slap him.

"I always feel that it's inappropriate..." Song Yunge broke the frozen atmosphere: "Forget it, then let's sneak attack and strive for a one-hit kill!"

"Very good!" Feng Jin smiled.

The two arrived ten miles away from Daluo City, and stopped in a pine forest on a mountainside.

Song Yunge circled around silently, and finally returned to the original place, lying motionless on a tree.

Feng Jin turned his head to look at him, then turned back and continued to stare at a pine house hidden in the woods.

He knew that this was Song Yunge's habit, so he first found a way out and explored the terrain in case he could escape.

There is a newly built pine tree house in the forest, filled with a faint scent of pine resin, and the young man in yellow robe entered that room.

(End of this chapter)