Swordsman in Tianlong

"If Chu Shaoxia wants to kill me, how can the old man have a chance to speak?"

"I can still afford to say a few words."

"Chu Shaoxia was joking, you kept this old man alive for dozens of days, how could you send this old man so easily with a sword?"

"Chu never jokes with his enemies."

"Chu Shaoxia wants to kill the old man, he can do it long ago. He hasn't killed me yet, so there is a reason for the old man to be alive." He knew that Chu Feng had always wanted the whereabouts of the masked man in Shaoshi Mountain, but he also knew The man's whereabouts are his last bargaining chip.

Once Chu Feng knew the identity of this person, he, the head of the Penglai Sect, had no reason to live.

However, since the Penglai Sect was destroyed today, he felt that Chu Feng was a little different from what he had imagined.

Or that Murong Bo, who is proficient in a hundred martial arts, is more ruthless than Du Lingzi imagined!

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Bai Shijing, who was sitting in Luoyang, watched the disciples in front of him repeat the words of Chu Feng and Du Lingzi, and thought over and over again what Chu Feng said earlier, "Where did Penglai learn the swordsmanship of this sect?", and suddenly remembered another thing When something happened, he asked, "Chu Feng left alone? Where is Miss Mu?"

Another disciple nearby replied, "Ms. Mu has also left the city."

Another disciple ran in from outside the door and said, "Someone from Penglai has left the city again." Originally, this matter should be reported directly to Chu Feng in Buyunxuan, but Chu Feng is not in the city at the moment, this disciple dared not delay, so he simply reported it to here.

Bai Shijing rubbed the center of his brows, and said, "How long have you left?"

"Only one left... The rest of the dozen or so people were still in the small courtyard. When the disciple left, they didn't make any movement."

Bai Shijing asked a few more questions, then waved the disciples out.Chu Feng and Du Lingzi left the north gate, Mu Wanqing left the south gate, and only one member of the Penglai faction left through the east gate...

After thinking about it, he still couldn't figure out what the three groups of people meant, so Bai Shijing directly thought of a rough and simple solution, he greeted outside the house, and said, "Please come and sit with friends from Penglai."

……

Money is magical.

Du Lingzi poured out a lot of money, and exchanged it from passers-by outside Luoyang for a big horse that Chu Feng can travel on; if he spilled a lot of money, he can also live in a farmhouse without going to the village or back.Drinking chicken soup happily.

He poured the chicken soup that had cooled for a while into his stomach in one gulp.Du Lingzi exhaled beautifully, and said to Chu Feng at the door: "This chicken soup tastes good, young man Chu, don't you want to try it?" In Luoyang City, the shadow of death is always looming. "Eating is not relished" for Du Lingzi.It is no longer a simple four words.

Chu Feng ignored him.

Du Lingzi didn't feel embarrassed at all.Divided the remaining half can of chicken soup into several bowls, and greeted a few little guys who were drooling over the chicken soup...

After the little devils hesitated to wipe away the chicken soup, Du Lingzi said to Chu Feng again: "Chu Shaoxia must be very curious about who passed on the hidden weapon technique of the old man Qingcheng School. I want to know who it is Lead the old man to Wanhui Building, right?"

Chu Feng tightened his left hand on the scabbard and then slowly released it, saying: "The head of the sect has been holding back for more than a month, but today he is willing to speak?" [

"More than a month ago, the surname Du could not have imagined that my Penglai sect would have the same fate as your sect." Du Lingzi said calmly.Du Lingzi is very familiar with the practice of burning the Renzong sect to the ground.This is the fate of Wanhui Tower in Jincheng, where the Beizong of Liangjian settled down, and Juxian Village, where the divine monk Xuanbei died.

Now, it's his Penglai's turn.

At first, Du Lingzi also thought that Chu Feng had done this, but after he calmed down, he faintly thought of another possibility...

Du Lingzi still remembered the last order from Murong Bo, as soon as he heard that the Xixia and Tubo envoys had arrived in the Central Plains, he would leave for Datong...

But when the Penglai faction heard the news of the envoys of the two countries, he was stared to death in Luoyang City by Chu Feng.

Counting the time, it was already a month late.

"Could it be that something was missed?" Du Lingzi thought to himself, "Or 'he' suspected us of Penglai?"

"Looking for the tiger's skin!" Chu Feng's lips curled up slightly, "I thought that when the head master learned other martial arts from that man, he was mentally prepared for this."

Chu Feng's inadvertent words fell into the ears of Du Lingzi, who had already had doubts about Murong Bo, but it seemed to confirm his conjecture.

Du Lingzi laughed dryly, and said: "Being greedy for profit, back then the surname Du wanted to overwhelm Qingcheng in one fell swoop, but he got stuck in the mud and made mistakes again and again."

Chu Feng rubbed the center of his brows, completely ignored Du Lingzi's self-defensive words, and asked directly, "Where can I see 'him'?"

"Datong!" Du Lingzi's answer was equally direct.

……

From Luoyang to Datong, it was the route that Ma Wude, a tea merchant from Dali, left the Great Wall that day.It's just that the big tea merchant's luck was really bad that day, and he met the Liao army bandits before he left the customs.

Now that he has a destination, Chu Feng is not afraid that there is something bad in the belly of the head of Penglai. Instead, he thinks that he will run into Murong Bo in Datong, and he doesn't know how the rumored "Dou Zhuan Xing Yi" will bloom in his hands. brilliance.

The injury on Du Lingzi's hand has been recuperated for more than a month, and he can already use his strength.The new injury to the remaining right leg did not affect his riding on the road.

The two rode together and passed Taiyuan in a few days.After asking the local natives, Chu Feng realized that he had arrived in a small place called "Dai County".Speaking of which, the two of them hurried on their way, and they were already slightly off the road.

There is only one restaurant in the small county town, and there are quite a few guests in the restaurant, but most of them are full of travel and dust, and some of the tables even have weapons directly on them, obviously all from the martial arts.

Du Lingzi continued to spill a lot of money and "robbed" a table. Seeing the huge amount of money, the shopkeeper of the restaurant almost didn't confess Du Lingzi as his ancestor. "...

"The shopkeeper's business is very good." Chu Feng asked with a smile.

"Where is there..." The shopkeeper obviously couldn't hide his words, and Chu Feng just asked, and he was about to vomit bitterness to Chu Feng and the two, saying that the business in the past was slow, and the number of customers suddenly increased in the past few days stand up.

The two managed to send the talkative shopkeeper away. Chu Feng said in a low voice, "Leave early." Suddenly there was a large crowd of martial arts practitioners who came here from nowhere, and Chu Feng glanced at them. , I didn't see anyone I knew.

However, a place where warriors gather together always means trouble.

Chu Feng just doesn't want to cause too much trouble now, how to expose Murong Bo, a master hidden in the shadows, to the sun is the goal of his efforts now.

Du Lingzi obviously remembered Murong Bo's last order: go to Datong.My heart was beating wildly: "Could it be that these people are also going to Datong? Like me?"

Du Lingzi was so engrossed in his thoughts that he forgot to respond to Chu Feng for a while; Chu Feng didn't care, he just glanced outside the restaurant and forgot the words "Leave early" just now...

Wearing a gray monk robe, just turned the corner of the street!