alone mountain and river

He didn't wait for Cheng Siwei to respond, the cylinder was already in front of him on the side of his shoulder, and with another slash of his fingertips, the magic pattern seal of the cylinder was opened, and a large number of ferocious beast teeth poured out from the cylinder, filling the cylinder with Naturally, some of them were still stained with blood on the floor.

Cheng Siwei's expression suddenly became a little ugly: "Your Excellency Lunar Eclipse, do I not have so many capstone flowers in my hand?"

Seeing Feng Qinglang's expression darken, he hurriedly said again: "But give me some time, I can collect some! But, how did you get so many teeth of Wuding Beast, Your Excellency?"

Feng Qinglang's voice suddenly became a little more angry: "The location of the mission guide is basically a nest of indeterminate beasts. Not only are there a lot of silver ranks, but there are even gold ranks!"

Cheng Siwei hurriedly apologized: "Your Excellency, I'm sorry, when I went to that place a few years ago, there were really only a few Wuding beasts there... But, there are still golden steps?"

He looked at those dirty teeth on the ground, his eyes were bright, my God, could it be that there are gold-ranked indeterminate beast teeth in it?

Feng Qinglang said unhappily: "When I saw the golden steps, I turned around and ran back, and my vitality was severely injured, causing internal injuries to be triggered many days in advance! Cut the nonsense, how many stone flowers do you have now, give them to me first."

Cheng Siwei hastily handed over the Mengdingshihua cautiously, this is his hope of keeping this innocent city.

Feng Qinglang's expression finally eased a little. When he took the object, he was not afraid of shocking the world. When he raised his left hand, a raging fire burned from the palm of his hand, and quickly turned into a green flame that was most suitable for refining medicine.

Cheng Siwei stood there obediently and watched, but he couldn't help squinting his eyes, thinking, I didn't expect him to be a pharmacist, what kind of monster is this...

But soon, he couldn't help thinking, no, shouldn't he be the controller of the law of time or the law of space?Why can master the law of fire...

Then, he saw clearly how the flame power rises, and murmured: "My God, it's not the law of fire, he's actually a magician!"

In this era when magicians are extremely scarce, Cheng Siwei doesn't know how much this evildoer is worth. By the way, this guy's force value is still suspected to be higher than that of my humble...

Alchemists generally don't like people around when refining medicine, but Feng Qinglang couldn't care less about it anymore. With a throw of her right hand, an ordinary copper furnace was already floating on the flames, and she didn't adjust the mask carefully. The composition of the stone flowers was determined, and he directly threw all the dozen or so Montgomery stone flowers he got into the stove.

Cheng Siwei also knew the taboo, so he hurried back a few steps and turned his head to show avoidance.

Feng Qinglang threw several other ingredients into the furnace, and the flames blazed up. Cheng Siwei watched secretly from the corner of his eyes, feeling a little regretful in his heart. Generally, it takes several hours for a pharmacist to refine medicine, and it takes ten days or eight for a long time. It's not surprising that I am standing here with this evildoer.

To his surprise, the fragrance of the medicine has already spread, and it has become a pill so quickly?

He couldn't help adjusting the angle of his head a little, and sure enough, he saw that the flame had been extinguished, the evildoer turned on the stove, and the hall was filled with fragrance, Cheng Siwei thought, could it be that poisonous materials like montgogoda are some kind of poison pill?

But Feng Qinglang couldn't wait to turn on the stove, grabbed a few candies, stuffed them into her mouth, and chewed them quickly, as if they were the most delicious candies in the world.

Cheng Siwei was a little dazed, the evildoer refined the poison pill, and then tested it himself?

He heard Feng Qinglang chewing and saying: "Your Excellency Cheng Siwei, I will wrong you in a while!"

Cheng Siwei's heart tightened, and he asked cautiously: "How do you say that?"

Feng Qinglang said vaguely: "I have already missed the best time to suppress my internal injuries, so this pill will definitely have some after-effects. Wait for a while, my violent spirit may need some space to vent!"

Cheng Siwei took another two steps back consciously, and said with a smile, "Little friend Moon Eclipse, our Innocence City can't stand your toss."

Feng Qinglang's pupils were gradually returning to black, and a smile appeared on her face: "I understand, so, I will only torment you for a while!"

As soon as the words fell, the whole person shot towards Cheng Siwei. Cheng Siwei could only catch the afterimage, but the opponent had already come in front of him. His rich experience in fighting with others helped Cheng Siwei avoid the danger of serious injury. Relying on his instinct, he retreated sharply according to the force, but the crazy force had already partly penetrated into his body, and the sea of ​​spirit suddenly churned with anger.

He was anxious and angry, how could he have thought that Feng Qinglang would turn his back on him as soon as he said it, and hurriedly said: "Little friend, if you have something to say, talk it out!"

Feng Qinglang's gaze was a little blurred, and she tried her best to speak softly: "Your Excellency Cheng Siwei, let me vent, it will end in an hour at most!"

Cheng Siwei's heart sank. If you beat me like this for an hour, I still have a few bones left, so I hurriedly ran out of the hall, but Feng Qinglang followed her, the second punch had already arrived, and Cheng Siwei avoided it. He was critical, but a new round of soreness from his shoulders immediately made him grin again.

After finally running out of the street, he rushed up to the sky in a hurry. In Stigmata Continent, warriors break through the awakening period and advance to true martial arts. The most obvious sign is to dance with the law, no longer bound by the earth, and can soar in the sky.

Before flying over a hundred meters into the air, the sound of the wind behind him came first, and another punch hit Cheng Siwei's forehead, showing no mercy, Cheng Siwei hurriedly turned around, turning the sky into the sea, turning himself into a fish, It was barely avoided, but the other shoulder naturally became a scapegoat, and there was another burst of heart-piercing pain.

As the controller of the law of water system, Cheng Siwei asked himself that the series of actions just now are definitely worthy of a master's performance, but the controller behind him, who is suspected to be the law of space or the law of time, is more at home in the sky than himself, and once again follows him like a shadow Chase to.

Cheng Siwei gritted his teeth, and hurriedly continued to flee. He didn't dare to rush into the innocent city below. Who knew that the evildoer behind him was still a little sober. If he was not careful at that time, the tragedy of massacring the city might happen again.

People in Innocence City looked up, and they could all see this horrifying scene. The well-known Lord Cheng Siwei, flying in the air as usual, made all warriors amazed and envious, but there was a little difference. Yes, he was actually being chased and beaten, and he couldn't perform a single move of his legendary stunt, and just kept running around in the air.

Amid bursts of exclamation, some people recognized Feng Qinglang, and they exclaimed, look, it's that demon who casually slaughtered the guards in the hall of flames.

Cheng Siwei couldn't count the time anymore, anyway, his vest was already full of sweat, he shouted angrily: "Little friend, have you vented your violent anger yet?"

There was no echo behind him, and the response continued to be punches and kicks.

Cheng Siwei had no choice but to continue fleeing, but in the eyes of the people below, it was another interpretation.

"Did you hear that? My God, Master Cheng Siwei seems to be begging for mercy?"

"I heard that the key people simply ignored him."

"Is there a magic pattern master here, record this video, and you will get rich!"

"..."

Cheng Siwei also saw the boiling reaction below, and he was even more out of breath, and he tried to fight back again, intending to save some face. Instead of being chased and beaten by evildoers for several rounds...

But the evildoer is still in a state of madness, attacking extremely fiercely, and did not give Cheng Siwei any chance, Master Cheng Siwei had no choice but to sigh, and flew out of the city. Anyway, now he has no time to manage the chaos in the city. For the deterrent effect, it is better to maintain one's own majesty first.

Just when Cheng Siwei didn't know if he could hold on, the wind behind him finally stopped completely, but he still flew a long distance before he dared to turn around and found Feng Qinglang stopped in mid-air, holding his hands together. He leaned on his knees, panting heavily, and said with a smile: "Your Excellency Cheng Siwei, you run so fast! You almost missed it."

Cheng Siwei cursed in his heart, do you have the nerve to say such a thing?But still forced a smile in his mouth and said: "Don't dare to be, don't dare to be."

He looked at the evildoer, and it seemed that he had returned to normal, so he breathed out lightly. In any case, he finally came back to life. He began to think about how to blackmail the Flame Mercenary Association, and how to write this letter to the headquarters of the Innocence Alliance. Please give me some credit for the report. Of course, I have to report in detail about the situation of this evildoer. Naturally, someone will punish him to avenge today's revenge...

The idea was beautiful, but Cheng Siwei saw Feng Qinglang looking at him with a smile, his gaze had completely recovered, as if he could clearly understand his thoughts of rebirth after the catastrophe.

It has been a month since the innocent city of Fenglin District was almost massacred.

The aftermath of this incident has not yet dissipated, and it is still one of the important topics of discussion in the city of innocence. In the chasing battle between the two great warriors in the sky, Cheng Siwei, the lord of the city of innocence, was beaten so helplessly that he seemed to speak out many times in the middle beg for mercy.

Many organizations entered the city of innocence to investigate the truth of the incident, but all ended in vain.

The most surprising thing is that, as an important participant in this turmoil, Cheng Siwei was vague in many places in the description of the whole process. At the very least, he failed to outline what kind of law controller that evildoer is. What are the specialties.

Investigators had every reason to doubt whether Cheng Siwei had reached some kind of agreement with the would-be massacre.

According to the descriptions of many eyewitnesses involved, the appearance of that evildoer can basically be spelled out, and it has been preliminarily determined that this person is the same person as the massacre of the East Coast Innocence City.

At the same time, according to the latest wanted list sent back from overseas, the investigators were horrified to find that if this person's pupils were black, then his appearance was similar to that of another famous wanted criminal in recent years, code-named "Rebel". "The appearance is exactly the same.

That was a wanted order from a very distant legendary continent overseas, and the bounty was so rich that it would drive any normal person crazy.

The Di Dynasty, the Dragon Alliance, the Xia Dynasty... The dazzling names in the column of wanted clients are all legendary dynasties that have long been written into legends.

But now they are all looking for the same person.

And this person can still come to their Stigmata Continent from such a far away place, the guy who can escape from birth under the legend, can still stay on the wanted list freely under the long-term pursuit of countless strong men What kind of evil is a guy who can't fall down.

But what is a little strange is that the wanted information from the distant continent only has photos and physical characteristics, and the same code name "Rebel" is used, and there is no other information, no age, no height, no specialty, and no His related crimes...

But this will not prevent a large number of bounty hunters from rushing out, and there is definitely no lack of veterans among them. As long as you hunt down this "rebel", not only will you be safe for life, but your family and heirs will also be happy forever.

It's a pity that the monster codenamed "Rebel" seems to have disappeared without a trace...

As the client, Feng Qinglang, was already thousands of miles away at this time.

Qilin Mountain is a famous mountain peak in the Ruifeng Principality. Its fame stems from the fact that the millennium-old Nan family once lived here.

What is once is a past tense.

Today's Nan family is no longer the all-powerful top wealthy family.

Time and glory are old enemies.

Now she is just a local nobleman of the seventh-class principality.

Feng Qinglang came here because of the recommendation of an old friend, and also because the Nan family was once famous in the Stigmata Continent for the ancient magic way.

The cool wind exuded the chill of early autumn. Feng Qinglang strolled on the uneven mountain road, and the fallen leaves danced lightly. At the same time as the bell sounded from the top of the mountain, I really wondered if I had come to a certain retreat.

The afternoon sun is hidden behind the white clouds, and when you look up, the blue sky seems to blend with the top of the mountain.

At the end of the road, there is the dilapidated wall painted by wind and rain. It is not only the glory of this family, but also the pride of this family. Feng Qinglang frowned slightly. He wondered if this place He could really find what he wanted, because he really didn't have much time left.

The large iron gate with a height of several meters is very imposing, but the dense rust, it always feels a bit lacking in majesty.

Feng Qinglang knocked on the door knocker, but only the sound of iron rusting could be heard.

In desperation, Feng Qinglang had no choice but to raise her voice and shout: "Is anyone there? A distinguished guest is here!"

It was still silent, even the wild birds near the door didn't bother to pay attention to him, Feng Qinglang, this distinguished guest, didn't feel conscious, and pushed towards the iron gate with a raised hand, without much effort, the iron gate unexpectedly fell down Finally, all kinds of wild birds on the large lawn overgrown with weeds were startled, with chirping and chirping.

Finally, a white-haired old man appeared from the far side of the lawn, and shouted from a distance: "What kind of visitor, you have the nerve to call yourself a distinguished guest, are you polite, and knocked down our door as soon as you came."

Feng Qinglang blinked vigorously, and said, "So you heard the door calling in front of me."

The old man was dressed in a butler's fine attire, if not for the conspicuous patches, he would be a figure of the upper class.

The old man continued to yell: "Our thousand-year-old gate is made of fine steel and stone deep in the Dark Night Mountain Range. There are more than 1000 preparatory processes alone, but now, you have broken it!"

Feng Qinglang looked at the heartbroken face in front of him, and then observed the expression, he understood: "Old man, you want to blackmail me, don't you?"

The butler finally blushed, and said in a low voice, "Hey, kid, don't talk nonsense, I'm also the chief butler of the Nan family after all, do I need to blackmail a junior like you?"

He saw that the other party seemed to be a shrewd person, so he didn't bother with the compensation for the time being, and changed the subject: "Tell me, little guy, what kind of relative or friend are you, and you want to borrow our ancient magic weapon this time?" ?”

If it comes with a request, no matter whether the other party's wish can be fulfilled or not, the old butler is also confident that he will lose his skin.

Feng Qinglang smiled and said, "I'm looking for Nan Ling, and Dongfang Pei asked me to look for him!"

Hearing that the little guy in front of him dared to call his Patriarch's name directly, the housekeeper's face immediately changed, but when he heard Dongfang Pei's name later, his expression turned into suspicion again, and he began to look at Feng Qinglang again.

Dongfang Pei, the master of magic patterns, has a great reputation in the world, and he is a real big shot.

The butler finally smiled: "I've seen a lot of cheaters, and I'm the first one to be so unconstrained. Do you think Dongfang Peixian and our Patriarch will know each other?"

The housekeeper believed that few people knew about Dongfang Pei and Nan Ling's personal relationship.

Feng Qinglang took out a square box the size of a ring box, and with a swipe of her fingertip, the magic pattern seal was released, and a small person about half a meter in size emerged from the box, suspended in the void, exactly like Dongfang Pei , which is apparently a recorded video:

Dongfang Pei yawned, rubbed his eyebrows and said, "My friend Nan Ling, I know your recent troubles. I recommend someone to you. Good stuff, absolutely good stuff, will definitely exceed your expectations. You can believe that I trust him that way..."

At the end of the video, Feng Qinglang frowned. It was obviously the first time he was watching this video. He was very dissatisfied with the words in the video. Why did he feel like a commodity...

But the butler's expression changed completely. It was a kind of awe from the heart. He straightened his back, somewhat restored the air of the past, and said solemnly: "Your Excellency, you have come from a long way, and we are at a loss. , I'm really sorry."

After all, he saluted respectfully.

Feng Qinglang hurriedly supported her: "Old man, don't be like this, it's more natural for you just now. Well, can I see Nan Ling?"

"Of course. Honorable guest, this way please!"

Feng Qinglang glanced back at the collapsed gate, and the housekeeper hurriedly said: "It doesn't matter, we will naturally have workers to deal with it later."

Feng Qinglang glanced at the old housekeeper, thinking that this old guy might be exhausted to death in a while, whatever...

He tipped his toes towards the top of the iron gate, and the huge iron gate burst up, and stood in its original position again, without any difference.

The housekeeper couldn't help but widen his eyes. He is an experienced person. He knows how difficult it is to be able to do this...

Feng Qinglang said: "You have to install the screw yourself, it is recommended to tighten it a little bit, so that it will be more realistic when it falls down."

The old butler blushed again, and said with a wry smile: "Your Excellency laughed... By the way, next time you come, you can bypass the main entrance and enter from the east. The door there is normal. But you still have to call the door. dog……"

"..."

Feng Qinglang has seen a lot of wealthy families after their downfall, but it is really rare to see such a shabby Nan family. The large lawn of nearly a thousand square meters is full of weeds, all kinds of grasshoppers and insects are alive and kicking, The variety of wild birds that come to hunt is so rich that some wild scientists may not even be able to name them. Anyway, the most natural ecological beauty of nature is everywhere here.

The fountain had completely dried up, and the sculpture of the fountain was missing a hand. When Feng Qinglang paid attention, the old butler explained: "Young master did this when he was a child. He said that this is incomplete beauty, and incomplete beauty is the real beauty."

Hearing that the old butler was a little proud of his young master's destructive behavior, Feng Qinglang could only smile noncommittally.

Stepping up the hundred steps and stepping into the 300-square-meter hall, Feng Qinglang's eyes finally brightened. The layout of the hall is still full of desolation, but in the center of the hall, the only small area that has been cleaned Here, a stunning beauty smiled and watched Feng Qinglang, who was busy in the world, her grace and elegance were definitely not something ordinary people could have.

But Feng Qinglang knows that she is not real, if she sweeps her hand or any object towards that area, it will definitely sweep her body.

She is just a portrait drawn with magic patterns!

The portraits of ordinary painters are flat, but the portraits of magic patterns can be three-dimensional and permanent.

But to make it so fine, so lifelike, as if the real person reappeared in front of his eyes, it would take a lot of hard work for the magic pattern master...

Feng Qinglang recalled the past. He once used the same magic pattern to draw a painting with the same endless painstaking efforts, but the years destroyed the beauty with sighs. There was no so-called gratification between two lovers, only a conspiracy about how to use infatuation.

The old housekeeper explained: "This is our mother. She...has died of illness for many years. This is what she looked like before she was alive... Well, our master drew it by himself."

Feng Qinglang was in a daze, suddenly a cold flash across his mind, he hastily withdrew from the past, it was someone secretly watching him.

He looked around silently, there was nothing unusual, it seemed that the force was not hostile, just observing his arrival.

After thinking about it, Feng Qinglang was also relieved. If there were no one or two guardians hiding in the shadows for a giant like the Nan family, just because they have so many ancient magic weapons, they might have been swallowed up by others. up.

A burst of hearty laughter broke the embarrassing silence. A middle-aged man with a gentle face walked down the stairs at the end of the hall, and smiled from a distance: "Vipiental guests are here, and the plum is shining!"

The old housekeeper hurriedly explained: "Master, he is..."

The man interrupted the old housekeeper, and said with a smile: "I know, that old guy Dongfang Pei's year-end friend, a once-in-a-thousand-year magic pattern genius!"

"Come on, little friend Feng Qinglang, this way please!"