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A big red truck suddenly rushed out, directly knocking Ling Feng into the air for several meters, falling on the ground and rolling around for several times, and finally left bloodstains all over the place.

"I, is this going to die?"

Ling Feng vaguely looked at the panicked crowd, and gradually closed his eyes.

When Ling Feng opened his eyes again, he found that the place he was in was no longer the city he was familiar with, but an unfamiliar field.

"Where is this place?"

Ling Feng looked around blankly, everything around him was so unfamiliar to him.

"Shouldn't have crossed."

Ling Feng muttered to himself.

A gust of breeze blew through, causing Ling Feng, who was wearing summer clothes, to suddenly feel a little cold, and hurriedly wrapped his clothes tightly.

"who are you?"

Suddenly, a voice exploded in Ling Feng's ear.

He hurriedly turned around and saw a middle-aged man in a Japanese samurai uniform with a long sword in his hand looking at him badly.

"I just passed by, don't know where this is?"

Although Ling Feng didn't understand why he understood what the man in front of him said, he didn't have time to think about it, because Ling Feng saw that this man had already clenched the samurai sword in his hand.

Ling Feng believed that as long as he made a bad move, the samurai would stab the knife directly into his body.

So Ling Feng hurriedly raised his hands and turned his palms towards the warrior, indicating that he did not have any weapons.

"Passing by? Who have you seen passing by the battlefield?"

The samurai sneered and pulled out the samurai sword in his hand.

Ling Feng saw a little cold light unsheathed, and then the cold and sharp samurai sword stabbed into his abdomen.

Before he could react, he was already injured.

The samurai took out his samurai sword and glanced at Ling Feng, who was lying on the ground and was struggling. He believed Ling Feng's words that he was passing by.

After all, if you don't even have this reaction on the battlefield, you can't survive.

"Since you're in such pain, I'll give you a treat."

The samurai looked at Ling Feng, who was lying on the ground clutching his stomach and was struggling, and raised his samurai sword.

"Damn! Damn! Damn! Damn! Damn!"

Ling Feng knew what the warrior was going to do next, but he was completely powerless to change and save his own life. The massive blood loss in his abdomen caused his legs to be unable to get up again. The intense pain in his abdomen made him unable to think calmly. .

The powerless Ling Feng could only curse constantly, pouring out all the swear words that he would know all his life.

"I want you to die!! I want you to **** pain too."

Ling Feng raised his head with difficulty, looked at the samurai, and wanted to engrave the appearance of the samurai into his mind.

"Although I may have killed the wrong person, this is a war. I would rather kill the wrong person than let it go."

After the samurai finished speaking, the samurai sword in his hand fell straight down, directly beheading Ling Feng's head.

Looking at the headless corpse on the ground, the samurai sighed, took back his samurai sword, turned and left here.

A breeze blew past, blowing the white reeds, the green leaves, and the unwilling head of Ling Feng.

Lingfeng's head rolled from face down to face where the samurai left. Even though his head was chopped off by the samurai, he still stared at the place where the samurai left with those unwilling eyes.

I don't know how long it took, the country that was once divided was unified, the samurai who used to be young also grew old, and the samurai sword that was once sharp is still incomparably sharp.

The place where Lingfeng died was gradually overgrown with many reeds.

And Ling Feng also woke up in this long time.

"What's the matter with me? Am I dead? Was I hit by a truck or killed by a katana?"

Ling Feng got up from the ground, stretched out his hand and touched his neck and abdomen and muttered to himself.

There were no scars on his neck and abdomen, as if the samurai was just a dream, an illusion.

After the car accident, Ling Feng can't tell the difference between reality and fantasy now. He only feels that the head cut off before was just an illusion.

Ling Feng looked around again, and found that the scene around him had changed and was different from the scene in his mind before. The same samurai outfit, which deepened the idea that the previous time he had thought was just an illusion.

At the same time, he also noted that he found a few bones next to it, and he didn't know what it was for.

Suddenly, a young girl came in from among the tall reeds. She looked flustered, as if she was hiding something.

When Ling Feng saw the girl, he was about to speak, but the girl covered Ling Feng's mouth with one hand, preventing him from making a sound.

Seeing Ling Feng's move to speak, the girl hurriedly took out her other hand and put her index finger in front of her mouth.

Looking at the girl's movements, Ling Feng nodded his head, indicating that he would not make a sound.

Seeing this, the girl released her palm uncertainly and moved it back, her eyes staring at Ling Feng, as long as Ling Feng makes a speech, the girl will cover Ling Feng's mouth with her palm again. .

At the same time, the roar of scolding gradually came in from outside the reed.

Ling Feng could feel that the girl's whole body trembled when she heard the scolding.

Obviously, the girl in front of her was avoiding the people outside the reeds.

Gradually, after those people outside Reed couldn't find the girl, they left cursing, their voices getting farther and farther and lower and lower.

After a long time, the girl slowly released her palm, slowly opened the reed, and looked out to confirm whether those people had left here.

"call."

After the girl confirmed that the group of people had completely left, she relaxed and let out a long sigh of relief.

"Samurai-sama, I'm really sorry for the offense I just did."

The girl looked at Ling Feng's clothes, thinking that Ling Feng was a real warrior, and hurriedly knelt down and apologized to Ling Feng.

"It's okay, I can understand."

Looking at the girl's movements, Ling Feng waved his hand, expressing that he didn't mind.

"By the way, what's your name? Why are those people arresting you? And where is this place?"

At this time, Ling Feng had a lot of doubts.

"Master Samurai, my name is Cho'er. Those people are the creditors of my family. Because my father died, they wanted to sell me to repay the debt. In desperation, I ran out. This is Ash Village under Shikoku."

Queer thought for a while, and then began to speak.

The first update is completed, thanks to [Autumn Rain@_@] for the monthly pass and blade, and thanks to [Kashiwagi] for the blade.

One more tonight.

Chapter 42: Under the Samurai

Shikoku? Ashura? never heard of that.

"Who is the emperor now?"

Ling Feng asked again.

"Emperor? There is no emperor here, only daimyo. Now it is under the rule of Dezheng daimyo."

Big name? It seems that this is indeed Japan. Just don't know what dynasty Japan is.

"Really, then I'll leave first."

After Ling Feng finished speaking, he was ready to get up and leave here.

Lingfeng, who was resurrected again, just wanted to live peacefully in this strange world and in this strange era.

As for the bird? You may not be able to take care of yourself, let alone others?

Seeing Ling Feng's nonchalant action, Que'er was stunned for a while.

its not right! It shouldn't be like this! Shouldn't it be the samurai-sama who sees me so pitiful and has a miserable background, and then took me to the world?

"Well, samurai-sama, where are you going next?"

Que'er looked at Ling Feng's movements and thought for a while before asking out loud.

"I don't know, go to a place with a lot of people first, and then find a job to live."

Ling Feng opened the reed and said aloud.

"Then do you know anyone somewhere?"

Queer asked aloud.

Hearing Que'er's words, Ling Feng's smooth movements suddenly stiffened.

After a long time, Ling Feng said aloud, "I don't know."

"Then why don't I follow you first and take you to a crowded town?"

Queer saw Ling Feng's stiff movements and said aloud.

"Um."

Ling Feng was silent for a while, then nodded.

Now he is alone, and he is in an unfamiliar place with strangers, so Ling Feng is extremely cautious in dealing with anyone and things, and does not want to get involved in any relationship at all.

Suddenly, this hand came in from outside the reeds, and the other hand held a dazzling sharp knife and stabbed directly into Ling Feng's chest.

Seeing the sudden change, Queer covered her mouth all of a sudden and hurriedly stepped back.

"It turns out that you little girl is hiding here, it's really easy for us to find."

The group of people who were looking for Queer just now turned back and looked at Ling Feng who fell to the ground and Queer with a look of horror. Then the man took out the sharp knife and stabbed Ling Feng again, and waited until Ling Feng was out of breath before pulling it out.

"It's your turn next. Since you like to run so much, let's go to hell. Oda, kill her."

At this time, a young man in a samurai uniform came out of the crowd.

"Yes, my lord."

Oda heard the command of the young master, and directly came to Queer holding the samurai sword.

"You, you have to die! Even if I become a ghost, I won't let you go."

Seeing that there was no way out, Queer waited viciously for the young master and cursed them out.

The samurai did not speak, the cold light flashed, and he raised the knife and fell, and the bird has become a corpse.

"Let's go."

The young master looked at the two corpses on the ground with disgust, then turned and left. In this world where human life is like a mustard, human life is the least valuable.

"Who am I? How am I here?"

At this time, Ling Feng, who should have died long ago, who had fallen to the ground, came back to life for some unknown reason, and looked around blankly.

"You, you have to die?"

Ling Feng suddenly stared at the warrior and the others not far away, and punched the nearest person directly in the head.

"What's the matter with him? Oda, pull them away."

The young master looked at the two people who were scrambling into a ball on the ground, and hurriedly ordered the warrior beside him.

Ling Feng, who was resurrected this time, was a lot stronger than before, and he directly punched the man under him, causing blood to flow out.

Another punch hit the man's temple, directly flattening the man's temple, and his eyeballs almost jumped out.

"you!"

At this time, the man had no power to fight back, and he reached out and pointed at Ling Feng with a trembling finger, constantly muttering something in his mouth.

Now there is only the gas that goes in but not the gas that comes out.

"Toyota! Tokugawa, Oda, what are you doing, not getting on soon? Kill him."

The young master looked at his people being beaten to death by Ling Feng, shouted, and hurriedly asked the two warriors around him to kill Ling Feng.

The two samurai looked at each other, nodded their heads in unison, pulled out the samurai sword from their waists and stabbed Ling Feng directly.

Ling Feng looked at the samurai swords that were stabbed towards him, he didn't dodge, but let them stab in.

The two sharp samurai knives pierced Ling Feng's body directly, leaving two large wounds. The blood continued to flow out from Ling Feng's body as if he didn't want money.