The name of Xiao Feng

Chapter 248 The 80-year-old Daughter Hong

The Zangjin Mountains are surrounded by endless mountains and rivers. Looking from a height, the lower part is green, and the mountains and forests are connected to each other, spreading to the horizon.

It took only a quarter of an hour before and after, Xiao Feng had already flown a hundred miles away, here is a place with deep forest and dense grass, no one around, it is a good place to fight.

Xiao Feng wiped away the wings of dou qi behind his back, and quickly fell down as if he had cast a heavy pendant.

boom!
The blades of grass fluttered, and Xiao Feng stood in the center of a pit holding his sword.

After a few breaths, Zhao Zibing floated down, and she looked at Xiao Feng with a smile, "I've heard your name before, since you used a fake name, then this face shouldn't be real, right?"

Xiao Feng nodded, raised his hand and pulled off the mask on his face, "How do you know me?"

"That broken sword." Zhao Zibing suddenly smiled brighter, "My father always said that I would cause trouble everywhere. If I take you back, he will definitely not say that about me again."

"..." Xiao Feng twitched his lips, wondering if Gu Yuan thought so too?

"How did you find out where I was before?"

"That's naturally... intuition!"

After finishing the last three words, Zhao Zibing's spear was almost hitting Xiao Feng's face.

Qinglin was waiting for Xiao Huihui all the way, and they just arrived now, the two were hanging in the air, watching the fighting spirit storm surge up below, a large forest was broken, and the green leaves were smashed to pieces, even the two standing in the sky could smell the grass The breath of leaves.

"Qinglin, that woman looks quite strong."

Xiao Huihui muttered, it was the first time it saw a woman who could fight back and forth with its master.

"Well, but the young master will definitely win!"

Xiao Huihui glanced at Qinglin, and after noticing the fanaticism in the latter's eyes, she nodded, "Well, the master will definitely win."

Down below, Xiao Feng had fought Zhao Zibing for nearly a hundred rounds. The opponent's long spear was of extraordinary origin, and the broken sword could only leave a little white mark on it. Zhao Zibing didn't feel distressed yet, but Xiao Feng felt a little uncomfortable.

Zhao Zibing's marksmanship is amazing, Xiao Feng has not been able to get close to her in the battle until now, the long spear seems to come alive in her hand, as long as it is within eight feet of her, the tip of the spear can always fall between Xiao Feng's eyebrows.

Even if Xiao Feng came within three feet of her, she could play with the half-foot-long spear as terrifyingly as a dagger. In the end, she shot back the carbine and forced Xiao Feng back.

Neither of the two used fighting skills, but only relied on the weapons in their hands and the strong fighting spirit in their bodies. Even so, every time they swung their weapons, they could split the space.It wasn't until the two of them completely released their auras and suppressed the eight directions space that the situation improved.

What is the origin of this woman?
The more Xiao Feng hit, the more frightened he became. He was completely suppressed and beaten. A slight shake of the gun body could turn out thousands of cold lights. Every point was false, and at the same time, every point was also true. Xiao Feng only relied on With a broken sword, it is already very difficult to stop most of them.

Call ~
The strange fire swayed and spread to Xiao Feng's whole body in an instant.Zhao Zibing only felt that the temperature around him suddenly rose, and he seemed to have fallen into something. Although he couldn't see or touch it, it did exist and was peeping at him all the time.

This feeling made Zhao Zibing very uncomfortable, goosebumps all over her body, she glanced left and right out of the corner of her eye, and at the same time stabbed Xiao Feng's chest with a long spear like a dragon.

Xiao Feng's footsteps moved sideways, and the broken sword blocked it.

Zhao Zibing missed the shot, his expression remained unchanged, he stepped forward, originally holding the butt of the gun with one hand, now the other hand had already grasped the body of the gun, and slammed it towards Xiao Feng's waist.

Xiao Feng seemed to know it in advance, before she exerted all her strength, she had already bent over to avoid it, and rushed forward before her next change of move.

"Good come!"

Zhao Zibing was not angry, but laughed out loud. She kicked up and was stepping on the side of the broken sword. While twisting her waist, she handed the long spear that had just turned half a circle forward, and the end of the spear hit Xiao Feng's forehead.

Xiao Feng was beaten by Zhao Zibing, he threw away the broken sword, and pushed the other hand to the end of the gun, and the whole person rushed towards Zhao Zibing.

call out!The broken sword flew across.

boom!The black gun goes away.

Xiao Feng had already thrown himself in front of Zhao Zibing, and punched him in front of Zhao Zibing.

Zhao Zibing raised his brows. Since he ran away from home, Xiao Feng was the only one who could push her to this point. Naturally, she refused to be convinced, and also punched her forward.

Just when the two fists were about to collide, Xiao Feng turned his fist into a palm, clasped the opponent's fist, and then pulled it violently, causing the two of them to fall to the ground.

The battle is still going on, and the two people who are close together can no longer use their fists and feet, but the elbows, knees, shoulders and other positions can still be used as weapons for attack.

These are the things that Xiao Feng is good at, but the situation of the two changed suddenly, and it became that Xiao Feng suppressed Zhao Zibing and fought.

"asshole!"

Zhao Zibing, who felt that he had suffered a loss, surged up in his body, condensed into a dagger and stabbed towards Xiao Feng's joints, but at this point, how could Xiao Feng make her come back?

While wrapping his hands around the opponent's arms, he slammed his forehead against the bridge of the opponent's nose. This was fast and violent. When Zhao Zibing came back to his senses, his nose was already sore and his eyes were drooling.

"But... Damn!"

Even with a fierce look on his face, because of the appearance of pear blossoms and rain, there is really no way to make people feel scared.

Qing Lin pouted and picked up the broken sword and spear and handed them to the two. Although the young master won, he was not very happy.

Zhao Zibing, who was about to cry, wiped his tears and said fiercely, "My mother... woo... My mother has never suffered such a big loss! Let's continue!"

Xiao Feng raised his eyebrows, "Let's talk about it after you stop crying."

"Hmph! Huh...the nose is so uncomfortable..."

Zhao Zibing sat on the grass, rubbing her nose non-stop. She had many healing medicines and detoxification pills on her body, but none of them could cope with this situation.

She gritted her teeth, and looked at Xiao Feng bitterly, "There is no one like you in Bidou!"

Xiao Feng spread his hands and didn't explain anything.

At that time, Broken Sword came out of his hand, and he would definitely not let go of Zhao Zibing, otherwise he would wrestle with two steps away, not to mention winning, and he might make the other party laugh to death.

"Speaking of which, your strength is not bad. Why haven't I heard of your name before? Could it be some fake name?"

Xiao Feng touched Zhao Zibing's spear and asked curiously.

"I don't want to talk to you right now!"

Zhao Zibing crossed his face and snatched the spear back, "Don't touch my gun!"

"Stingy!"

...

Half an hour later, Zhao Zibing no longer wiped his tears, and he returned to his previous carefree appearance.

"Which one is as sneaky as you? Zhao Zibing is my name. My father used to force me to retreat in the family and refused to let me out. Now I still sneak out!"

Xiao Feng smacked his mouth, his daughter can fight Dou Zun, and if she is not released, is this planning to raise Dou Sheng?
"By the way, I told you to buy you a drink earlier, come and have a taste!"

Zhao Zibing flipped his hands and took out a wine jar, and took out three bowls, and poured out half of the bowls, "Come on, just taste it, if there is too much."

"I don't drink, drink it yourself." Xiao Feng shook his head.

Qinglin also didn't drink, because she didn't know the origin of the other party, and she herself didn't like drinking.

"That's a pity, this is my daughter Hong in 80."

"Cough cough cough... what? Is the 80-year-old girl still called daughter red?"

Zhao Zibing drank the first bowl in one gulp, with a look of enjoyment on his face, "Why don't you call it, my daughter hasn't married yet! Even in 80 years, it will still have this name!"

"Wait! Wait a minute! This wine...couldn't be your father who buried it for you?"

"Yeah, what's wrong?"

"That is to say... you are already 80 years old?"

Zhao Zibing raised his eyebrows, "My father was buried a year late, and I'm 81 this year, what's wrong?"

"Cough, it's okay, the wine tastes better with age, haha."

(End of this chapter)