Great Song catcher

Chapter 121 The Covenant
Song Qianli used the Yindie movement technique to the extreme.

The thick innate qi has even formed two illusory butterfly wings behind him.

But even so, Song Qianli was still unable to distance himself from Nie Feng.

After walking through the woods for about a stick of incense, a simple and elegant courtyard appeared in Nie Feng's eyes.

After landing.

Song Qianli bowed his hands to Nie Feng, and said in a sincerely convinced way: "Master Nie's qinggong is much better than mine."

Nie Feng chuckled lightly and said, "Brother Song's Yindie movement is really well-deserved. Looking at the entire Jianghu martial arts world, except for Situ Kong's Baiju Guojia movement, under ecstasy, there are probably few people who can compete with Brother Song."

Situ Kong, who is a powerful and powerful horse, is a well-known thief in the world.

In terms of martial arts, he is only a second-rate character, but in terms of lightness kung fu and physical skills, in the martial arts world where there are so many masters, he can definitely rank among the top three, and even the top of the list.

"Master Nie is overrated."

Not only Song Qianli, but even the other three admired Nie Feng's kung fu very much. If they were fighting alone, none of them was Nie Feng's opponent. Go through a hundred tricks.

Perhaps only the four of them work together to compete with Nie Feng.

"Brother Nie, please come in and talk!"

At this time.

A very gentle voice came from another courtyard.

"Lord Nie, the sect master is inside." Song Qianli said softly.

Then the four of them left the other courtyard and went to protect the law outside the woods in case anyone disturbed them.

Nie Feng looked at the other courtyard in front of him, took a deep breath, and slowly stepped forward and pushed the door into the courtyard.

Petals dance with the wind...

A young man in a cloak was standing under the gazebo, looking at Nie Feng with a slight smile on his face.

The people on Mo are like jade, and the son is unparalleled in the world.

The first time Nie Feng saw this person, these two lines of poems naturally appeared in his mind, as if they were tailor-made for the person in front of him.

"Brother Nie, I have admired your name for a long time."

The young master saluted Nie Feng.

"Yasha sect master?"

Nie Feng bowed his hand and returned the salute, but there was some hesitation in his tone.

Although he does not understand medical principles, it is not difficult to see that this handsome young man is suffering from extreme cold, even under the scorching sun, he still has to wear a cloak.

If it weren't for his profound cultivation, I'm afraid his heart veins would have turned into ice cubes long ago.

"I'm as gentle as jade."

The young master leaned his hand sideways and said slowly: "Brother Nie, please take a seat. A vegetarian banquet with thin wine is not a respect."

"Master Wen, please!"

The two stepped into the gazebo.

After sitting down, Wen Ruyu poured a glass of wine for Nie Feng, then poured another glass for himself, and said, "This is the "Red Xi" brewed by me. Although it is not a good wine, outsiders can't drink it."

Perhaps to prove that the wine was not poisonous, Wen Ruyu drank the wine in her glass in one gulp.

At this time, Wen Ruyu's face appeared rosy, but was immediately covered by paleness.

Nie Feng chuckled and picked up the wine glass on the table.

But after drinking, Nie Feng frowned, and after a long while, he relaxed his brows, and his forehead was slightly sweaty.

"Brother Wen's Chi Xi is indeed as good as its name suggests, even if it is the strongest "Scorching Sun" of the Jiuxian Du family, it may be three points worse."

Wen Ruyu chuckled lightly and said: "How can my wine-making skills be compared with the world-renowned wine master Du's family? Brother Nie really praises it too much. This is just a kind of wine I brewed myself as a last resort to suppress the cold in my body. "

"The coldness in Brother Wen's body, I don't think it's acquired, but it's innate..."

Nie Feng said thoughtfully.

"Brother Nie has wisdom eyes."

Wen Ruyu nodded and said: "Back then, my mother was pregnant with Liujia, and was plotted against by the villain with the Wen family's Sanyuan Bingxin strange poison. Although she was finally rescued by the medicine god Mr. Mingjing, the cold poison could not be completely eliminated, and with the improvement of cultivation As it grows day by day, the cold poison is getting stronger and stronger, and as a last resort, we can only use spirits to suppress the cold poison all day long."

Hearing Wen Ruyu's indifferent words, Nie Feng's face changed slightly. It was hard for him to imagine how much pain a newborn baby would suffer if it was invaded by the poison of extreme cold.

The Sanyuan Bingxin Strange Poison of the Wen family in Lingnan is known as the number one poison in the world.

As the name suggests, it dissipates the vitality in the human body and freezes the heart veins, even a god can't live.

"Stop talking about this, brother Nie please!"

Another cup of red sun poured into my stomach.

The two exchanged cups and drinks, as if they were close friends who had a close relationship, and neither of them mentioned other things.

Until Jin Wuxi falls.

Wen Ruyu drank Chixi from the cup and said, "Brother Nie, don't you wonder why I invited you here?"

"I am willing to listen with all my ears."

Nie Feng drank the last cup of Chixi, then looked at Wen Ruyu and said.

Wen Ruyu stood up, looked at the waning moon in the sky, and said slowly after a while:

"I want to ask Brother Nie to be my Yashamen's enshrinement."

"Oh?"

Nie Feng smiled lightly and said, "Brother Wen may have forgotten that I am a police officer of Six Doors. To a certain extent, we are still in a hostile relationship."

"That's why I found Brother Nie."

Wen Ruyu's eyes were clear, without the slightest sign of drunkenness, and said: "Brother Nie, as a police officer of the six sects, takes it as his duty to catch villains in the rivers and lakes, but the world is so big and the rivers and lakes are so far away, how many can you catch?"

"Just do your best!"

Nie Feng said leisurely.

"Alright!"

Wen Ruyu sighed suddenly, took out a token from his bosom, and said, "Brother Nie, do you dare to make a bet with me?"

"What are you gambling?"

Nie Feng said with interest.

"Just bet that you will be kicked out of the six doors sooner or later!"

Wen Ruyu looked at Nie Feng with a smile.

"I'm afraid this will disappoint Brother Wen!"

Nie Feng couldn't help laughing. With his cultivation and background, unless he committed treason, the gap between the six doors would be a solid job.

"In that case, brother Nie might as well bet with me!"

Wen Ruyu said confidently.

"it is good!"

Nie Feng laughed and said, "But since it's a bet, there must be a winner or loser."

"If you lose, how about giving me a hundred altars of Chi Xi every year?"

After hearing this, Wen Ruyu's bloodless face became even paler.

"impossible!"

Wen Ruyu said decisively: "At most fifty altars!"

"make a deal!"

Nie Feng laughed loudly.

"But what if you lose, Brother Nie?"

Wen Ruyu asked at this time.

"Then I, Nie Feng, will join your Yashamen, and obey orders, no matter what!" Nie Feng said.

"it is good!"

"A word is settled!"

Wen Ruyu seemed to be afraid that Nie Feng would go back on his word, so he stuffed the token in his hand directly, and said, "If the six doors can't accommodate you in the future, you can take this token to the Chen family's old shop in Datong, Shanxi, and it will naturally happen." Someone brought you to see me."

Nie Feng nodded, and put away the Yasha order in his hand.

(End of this chapter)