Doupo: Demon Shura

Chapter Sixty

Looking at the familiar face, he couldn't help but stroked his fingertips, and swiped along the outline: "Teacher, where are you? Alright... okay?"

The tone was whispered like a dream, with affection and loneliness that could not be ignored. Those slender and beautiful eyes were full of sadness that was so solemn to breathe.

Wrong, all wrong! Teacher, I really know that I was wrong, you... come back... okay?

"Yaohuang Han Feng?"

In the silent space, an unfamiliar voice suddenly sounded. It was obviously a question, but with a positive tone.

Han Feng was taken aback and turned around. Seeing the people standing in the room, there was a burst of surprise.

The red clothes are like fire, and the black hair is like ink. As he walks slowly, the simple bamboo house seems to be covered with radiance. In a flash, it is a palace with carved beams and painted buildings.

"Who are you?" In the blink of an eye, he recovered. Han Feng stood with his hand in his hand, looking at the boy in red calmly, his chin slightly lifted.

Xiao Mo did not answer. He glanced at the portrait hanging on the wall, frowning slightly.

Things seem... different from what they thought.

"The one who killed you!"

The door creaked softly, and two people walked in through the door. The one who walked in the front was dressed in a black robe, and his appearance was delicate and unobtrusive. The most attractive thing is the weird weapon on his back, which looks like a heavy ruler, with dark gold lines all over the ruler.

The dark eyes made no secret of the intense murderous intent, and the words just now clearly came from this person. However, feeling that he only had the strength of the Great Fighter, Han Feng automatically skipped it.

As the black-robed boy walked in, he was a young man with a dark blue robe and a handsome face. The indifferent look in the water gives people a state of extraordinary beauty. However, with this indifferent appearance, an unspeakable crisis suddenly rose in Han Feng's heart.

This person is definitely a master!

"Where are you from? If the emperor remembers correctly, you should be considered unmasked."

As soon as his slender eyes rolled, Han Feng was already aware of the situation in front of him. Shi Shiran walked to the table and sat down, poured a cup of tea on his own, and sipped it slowly.

Xiao Mo chuckled, and sat down, took the cup, filled the tea, and took a sip: "Tsk tusk...good tea. The medicine emperor's stuff is really good."

Xiao Yan wanted to stop, but he didn't have time. Watching him drink it, the gaze towards Han Feng became even more grim.

"The things in this world don't mean that there will be entanglements when they meet. Many things, from happening to ending, no one knows the reason, but it just happened."

The hand holding the water cup tightened, Han Feng's expression gradually rose in anger, and his slender eyes gradually became colder: "In other words, are you here for the emperor today?"

"Cai? Quan? Or pill?"

Xiao Mo shook the cup and said with a smile, "Didn't the third brother have said it a long time ago? We are here to take your life."

"Jiuzhongxianque opened the door to do business, took the order, and naturally had to find a way to complete it. Yaohuang is also a businessman, and naturally knows that this business is impossible to break."

As he said, his wrist moved slightly, and the delicate water cup was broken into dozens of pieces, and he pierced Han Feng's heart and throat with strength.

"Humph!"

Han Feng snorted coldly, and the dark blue flame burst out, directly turning the fragments of the water glass in front of him into nothing. After that, the flame turned into a fierce tiger and rushed straight towards Xiao Mo.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..." Xiao Mo suddenly burst into cheers in his mind, frightening his body, "Master Master... after eating this flame, Jiuyou can recover a lot. The last time he helped his master stop the catastrophe, Jiuyou also gave it back. I thought I was going to die in love with my master! Uuuuu..."

Seeing the flame approaching, Xiao Mo's fingers fluttered, and the dark ropes were woven into a net, and the danger was tightly binding the tiger. I couldn't help rolling his eyes: "What is martyrdom? Don't use words if you don't know how to use them. How do you eat?"

Huh!

The forehead twitches slightly, okay! No need to ask, Xiao Mo was speechless looking at the dark blue flame that had disappeared out of thin air. This... somehow say hello! In the middle of the night, I was scared to death.

Han Feng's expression was a little surprised. This... the strange fire disappeared out of thin air. After he got the strange fire, it was the first time this situation had occurred in the battle with people. Thinking about it, the movements on his hands are not slow.

Snapped!

The golden long whip drew it towards Xiao Mo from the air like a dragon going out to the sea, and the strength carried on it made the entire space squeaky.

The steps under his feet are staggered, and the whole body is as light as a feather, retreating in the strong wind. The long whip missed a blow, casted a round, and rolled back. Want to tie Xiao Mo.

Xiao Mo squinted his eyes slightly, passing slyly. Faint icy ridges emerged, and then turned into dense and finely shredded needles. With a breath of deep cold, countless Youzhen moved towards Han Feng.

idiot! The slender eyes suddenly showed disdain, and the strength in his hands doubled. As soon as Yuzhen approached Han Feng, it was evaporated by the dark blue flame, turned into water vapor and dissipated in the air.

The whip was getting closer, but Xiao Mo stood there without worry, and looked at Han Feng with a smile: "Tsk tut... what a great painting, alas! What a pity, it was ruined like that."

what! Han Feng was startled, forcibly retracted the attack, and turned around.

The ink was stained with water vapor, and it was smudged. The whole picture was not clear about what was painted, only a cloud of ink was seen.

puff!

Seeing the scene clearly in front of him, coupled with the backlash of forcibly retracting the attack, Han Feng finally couldn't hold back, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"You-damn it!"

Staring at Xiao Mo, Han Feng gritted his teeth and said word by word. After that, he raised the golden long whip and sprayed it with a mouthful of blood. The long whip was blood red in the blink of an eye.

The fighting energy in his body was violent, with a vigor of ruining the world, he slapped Xiao Mo with a whip, as if he was about to cut him into two.

Xiao Yan's complexion changed drastically, and he pulled out the heavy ruler and threw it out abruptly, trying to chop off the long whip.

Ding!

The sound of gold and iron fighting made people dizzy. The Xuanzhong ruler was bounced with great strength and plunged to the ground, the long whip cast unabated.

"Ugh!"

A soft sigh sounded, a white light flashed, and appeared in front of Xiao Mo in the blink of an eye, slowly condensing into a figure. As soon as the palm of the hand was lifted, the golden whip was firmly grasped in his hand.

This is…

The sudden appearance of the figure made Han Feng completely stunned. A familiar face, a familiar voice, and a familiar aura, even if a green silk has become a beautiful hair, Han Feng still recognizes it. This is his teacher, the master of medicine, and the dust of medicine.

At this moment, Han Feng even felt like falling into a dream. He didn't dare to move at all. For fear of being careless, he woke up. The person in front of him disappeared as usual and could never be found again.

Yao Lao looked at the young man in front of him with complicated eyes. He still couldn't figure out why Han Feng would betray him. Looking at him now, he couldn't believe that he would betray him.

Could it be that I guessed wrong? It was not Han Feng who betrayed him.

"Why?" Finally, he asked aloud. Even if you no longer want to accept reality, reality is reality after all, "Why betrayed in the first place?"

"Hahaha..." A deep, suppressed, painful laugh echoed in the room.

The corners of Han Feng's eyes gradually fell, and he looked at the familiar face in front of him, and tears came out of his smile.

"Teacher, you don't know anything. As expected, you don't know anything. Hahaha..."

Yao Lao's pupils suddenly shrank, and his eyebrows became tired. Although Han Feng didn't know what he said, he clearly admitted that the original matter was related to him.

"I raised you as a parent and child, and never made you feel wronged. I really can't figure out why you want to..."

Before Mr. Yao could finish, Han Feng suddenly interrupted: "Why? Hahaha... I don't want to either!"

"Teacher, you have always been very good to me. I am really grateful that you raised me and taught me all kinds of skills. You are the goal of my advancement and the **** I can't reach."

"Gradually, before I can detect it, this feeling slowly deteriorates. I want you to be the only one in your eyes, and only me by your side. However, Xingyu Pavilion, Venerable Wind, each This kind of people who come here for medicinal pill breaks our peaceful life."

"I keep telling myself that I am your most proud apprentice, and our relationship is the closest of all. I can tolerate the interruption of everyone, because they come, you will feel happy."

In the silent room, only Han Feng's voice slowly narrated, with repressed pain and indelible affection. Yao Chen looked at the man in the green shirt, Junxiu's face was full of disbelief.

He thought about it countless times and never thought about this reason. It's not because Han Feng hates him and resents him, but because he loves too deeply and can't ask for it...

"But, why is there Xuanyi? Why does the teacher indulge that woman everywhere? Venerable Feng, and the rest of Danta, everyone is looking forward to your good deeds. I really can't stand it anymore. I want to take the teacher away. To a place where there is only us, no one will be seen, no one will be found..."

"That's why you want to practice Fen Jue?" The voice said, and Yao Lao realized that his voice was hoarse and dry. After all, he brought it up by himself, and it's all about it. How could he not know Han Feng's thoughts.

It's just that he never thought that in his apprentice's heart, he suppressed such a deep and terrifying thought. I have always known that he is stubborn, but he never expected to become so paranoid.

"Yes." Han Feng's mood gradually stabilized, his eyes moved to Yaochen's white hair, a smile suddenly appeared from the corner of his lips, "Teacher, I never regret meeting you or falling in love with you. Just, I I regret that you believed in the Soul Palace, which made you look like you are now."

Looking around, he moved his eyes to the three of Xiao Mo: "This is the teacher's new apprentice? The teacher's vision is as good as ever. Today, the teacher is coming to me to settle the accounts!"

Walking slowly in front of Yao Lao, Han Feng raised his lips with a smile, as if a spring flower had just blossomed. Taking advantage of Yao Lao's slight fascination, he hugged the slightly illusory body, kissed the slightly opened lips, and then left. The warm breath lingered in Yao Lao's ears: "Teacher, I have long been I want to do this. Before I die, I can make up for a little regret."

"It's a pity that I haven't been able to destroy the soul hall to avenge the teacher. However, with the juniors, it's only a matter of time before I want to come."

"Fortunately! You are still alive!"