Infinite Myth Counterattack

Chapter 133 Three Kinds of People

A man in Tsing Yi came out from behind the bushes. He was neither short nor tall, with a leisurely and unrestrained expression.

A face was green and gloomy, as if wearing a mask, and as if this was his original face.

But his eyes are extremely bright and charming, they really don't match his face, like two pearls embedded in dead pork.

If it wasn't for the world of the Condor Shooting and Condors here, Luo Changfeng would almost think that Huang Yaoshi had arrived.

On the hands of the man in Tsing Yi, he wore a pair of dark blue iron gloves. The shape was ugly and clumsy, but its color made one look creepy.

Luo Changfeng was looking at the gloves at this moment, and when someone stood two feet away, he said: "There are seven poisons in the martial arts, the most poisonous is the Green Demon Hand, but the Green Demon Hand is not in the Qingmoyi crying hand." superior."

The man in Tsing Yi said calmly: "How do you know I'm not Yi Kui? Do you recognize him?"

Luo Changfeng said: "I know a lot of people."

There seemed to be a hint of a smile in the eyes of the man in Tsing Yi, and said: "Then do you recognize me?"

Luo Changfeng said: "If you take off your mask, I might not recognize you."

The man in Tsing Yi chuckled and said, "I took off the mask, many people will recognize me."

Luo Changfeng said without giving any face: "I'm not interested in your identity. In my eyes, there are only three kinds of people in this world."

"Oh? Which three?"

"Enemy, my own person, irrelevant person." After Luo Changfeng finished speaking, he stared at the man in Tsing Yi and said, "You are not my own person, so are you going to be my enemy, or an irrelevant person?"

The man in Tsing Yi glared at Luo Changfeng, and said, "Why can't I be your own person? How can I become your own person?"

Luo Changfeng said in a deep voice: "From the moment you set your mind on the golden silk armor, it is doomed that you will no longer be my own person."

The eyes of the man in Tsing Yi seemed to be able to speak, and as his expression changed, Ah Fei saw a trace of regret in it.

"I have already regretted the idea of ​​using the golden silk armor. Compared with being your own person, the value of the golden silk armor is really nothing."

Luo Changfeng said mercilessly: "A person who judges everything based on value is also impossible to be my own person."

The man in Tsing Yi nodded and said: "So that's it, I know, since I'm doomed not to be your own person, then I'd better play the Golden Silk Armor!"

Luo Changfeng pulled out a throwing knife from his waist as if nothing had happened, and while lowering his head to trim his nails, he said, "I believe you have always noticed that anyone who has taken the idea of ​​the golden silk armor has turned into a dead person."

The man in Tsing Yi looked at the flying knife in Luo Changfeng's hand, his heart tightened suddenly, and he hurriedly said, "I'm different from them, I never want your golden silk armor for nothing."

Luo Changfeng said disdainfully: "Master Pan didn't intend to ask for it for nothing."

The man in Tsing Yi shook his head and said, "It's different. The golden thread armor is a priceless treasure. Buying it with money is no different from robbing it by force. What's more, if you don't want to sell it, Young Master Pan intends to rob it by force."

"Oh? Then what are you going to do?"

The man in Tsing Yi raised his palms and said: "You should know that this 'Green Demon Hand' was made by Yikui who picked gold and iron, tempered with hundreds of poisons, and forged for seven years. One of the most overbearing weapons."

Luo Changfeng said: "Bai Xiaosheng's weapon spectrum, the Cyan Demon Hand ranks ninth, it can be regarded as a treasure."

"If I give you this green devil hand, will you give me the golden silk armor?"

Luo Changfeng raised the flying knife in front of him, and said, "My flying knife is just a blacksmith in Xiangxi. It took two hours to make it, but it can be compared with Xiao Li's flying knife."

The man in Tsing Yi sighed, and said: "You mean that it doesn't matter whether the weapon is good or bad, it mainly depends on who uses the weapon."

"You are a wise man."

The man in Tsing Yi pondered for a while, then suddenly took out a long and flat box from his bosom, he held the box with one hand, and opened the lid with the other hand, inside the dark iron box was a dagger with a cold and shining handle.

"The sword is given to the hero, this 'fish intestine sword' is unparalleled in the world, it should be worthy of you, right?"

Luo Changfeng didn't answer him. He put the flying knife back into the knife pouch, reached into the wolf's fur and pulled it. The Chunjun sword was pulled out halfway, and the man in Tsing Yi immediately saw the scabbard that was full of dignity.

"The name of the sword is Chunjun. Someone once offered a thousand horses, three rich towns, and two great cities to exchange this sword with Gou Jian, the King of Yue, but he failed to get it. Do you still think that the Fish Intestine Sword is worthy of me? "

"..."

The man in Tsing Yi was speechless, he really didn't have much interest in the golden silk armor at the moment, because his interest had already shifted to Luo Changfeng.

Silently retracting the Yuchang Sword, the man in Tsing Yi sighed: "Just a pure Jun sword is worth more than a golden silk armor. If you carry it with you, if you don't wear it, it will only cause endless troubles. What is the reason for this?"

Luo Changfeng stared at the man in Tsing Yi for a while, and said, "Actually, you made a mistake in one sentence."

"Oh?"

"You said just now, 'You will never want your golden silk armor for nothing'. In fact, this golden silk armor does not belong to me. I just keep it for a friend."

Hearing this, the man in Tsing Yi had a look of amazement on his face, "So, you think that the golden silk armor should belong to Li Xun Huan, so you will never give it to anyone, right?"

"good."

The man in Tsing Yi sighed: "You took the golden silk armor away on purpose, and you didn't hand it over to him right away, because you want all those who are interested in the golden silk armor to focus on you, and you can take the opportunity to eliminate all threats for him. "

"Li Xunhuan is so lucky to have a friend like you."

Luo Changfeng inserted the Chun Jun sword back into the wolf skin around his waist, and said calmly: "You go! Seeing as you chose to exchange treasures and didn't attack us, I won't kill you."

The man in Tsing Yi sighed again, and said: "Since that's the case, then I will take my leave. I hope that when I appear in another form, I can be your own person."

After the man in Tsing Yi finished speaking, he turned around happily and drifted away, quickly disappearing into the forest.

But he didn't see the mocking look in Luo Changfeng's eyes after he turned around.

Luo Changfeng is naturally clear about the identity of the man in Tsing Yi, but it is of great use to save this man's life.

Many things had to be drawn out with her as an introduction, otherwise, he would not be able to kill many damned people openly and justifiably.

If he wants to help Ah Fei become famous, he can't be notorious, so he can't be unscrupulous, and he has to pay attention to being famous.

Luo Changfeng and A Fei went back on the road, they walked on foot, instead of taking the official road, they took the small road, so as to prevent Li Xunhuan from catching up with them.

After running out for a while, the man in Tsing Yi stood on a high hill, looked in the direction of Luo Changfeng and A Fei, and slowly took off the mask on his face, revealing her true colors.

It was a suffocatingly beautiful young girl's face, and the appearance of the thousand-armed Rakshasa instantly became a foil in front of her.

However, on this extremely beautiful face, there was a nervous smile at this moment, and he murmured: "I, Lin Xian'er, have everything I want, and I can't get it."

"One day, you will lie at my feet and beg me to accept the golden silk armor."

(End of this chapter)