Legend of Fei

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Yin Pei's inner strength was so strange that he didn't move much, but the leaked true energy shocked all the tables and chairs that were vacated on one side, which meant that he wanted to shake the mountains and the sea and haunt the soul. And from time to time, strange weird bugs appeared on his neckline and sleeves. Once he got close, he was likely to be covered with the bug. Ordinary people felt cold at first glance.

Zhou Fei didn't care at all.

It may be that she has seen Yin Pei's bear-like bear before she was caught, or it may be because she has experienced her most fearful and most powerless moment to go back to heaven. This will wait for even the sky to fall apart.

Zhou Fei did not practice the quick evil tactics, and no one passed it on to her. Yu Neigong could only work slowly and work hard, even if it was dry and glorious, it would take a long time to settle.

She knows her weight, so in the past she met those opponents whose martial arts were higher than her.

But at this moment, when she raised the knife to face Yin Pei, Zhou Fei suddenly had a peculiar comprehension-it was an indescribable feeling, after countless times of waking up and going to bed early, tired of repeated pondering and repeated troubles The pierced window paper looks like a sudden epiphany.

The snow-breaker has never had his own inner mentality. If the knife-holder has the sharp and deep accumulation like Li Jinrong, it will look unmatched. If the knife-holder has the solid basic skills like Yang Jin, it will be fast and just Looks like.

Even in the hands of people like Zhou Fei, who always has a bottle full of half a bottle, the snow-breaker has a unique appearance.

It's just a set of swordsmanship.

The back of the blade is less than half an inch thick, and the blade has only one line, but it can deter the southern half of the martial arts.

There are "no front", "unmatched" and "impermanence" in the snowbreaker, but there is no chapter called "Fearless", because this is throughout, and it is needless to say.

This is the best weapon in the world.

Regardless of whether her opponent is a flesh-and-blood body or a huge rock, she has a blade in hand and a blade tip in front.

Yin Pei's true energy wrapped around him seemed like a bottomless water, protecting him firmly in the middle. Any external force that penetrated into it would be repulsed by him, but Zhou Fei's blade was like a rowing paddle, quietly silent The ground was submerged in the water, and when stirred, the water wave seemed to follow her. The half-old seedling knife, if it had the power to lift the weight, could easily avoid the strong palm wind and straighten his throat.

Yin Pei was taken aback, but he didn’t dare to be sharp. After all, his kung fu wasn’t made by his own painstaking efforts. Under the crisis, there was always an instinctive act, and Yin Pei’s instinct was retreat.

Only after taking such a step back, he had broken the unpredictable aura.

Yin Pei quickly recovered, irritated, and stretched out a long chain.

Yang Jin recognized at a glance that this was the one that Ding Kuifang had used, so the end of Xuanwu Lord could be imagined.

Still waiting for everyone's horror, the long chain flew out, and three or four big bugs flew to Zhou Fei along the chain. One of them fell somehow on the ground, just crawling on an unknown hapless egg foot, that The man was stunned for a moment, as if he was pinched in his throat, his face was blue and then purple, and then he suffocated, howling like a pig, and in anxiety, he actually reached out and grabbed it, and the monster crawled into his palm. In the middle, he climbed up against the current and walked over the man's body along his arm, but for a moment, he sucked him into a man.

At the same time, Yin Pei seemed to nibble at Dali Pill, and the iron chain in his hand suddenly sharpened by three points. He smiled coldly: "Everything comes out and mixes. This is a little bit of skill. It is a tasteless taste. "

Zhou Fei barely moved, holding a knife in one hand and a sheath in the other. In her hand, she seemed to have a pair of alternating double knives. She “gal” with a sheath to separate Yin Pei's iron locks, and the iron chain monster's tongue rolled up on the long sheath.

The two monsters just flew into the air and rushed towards Zhou Fei on the left and right sides. Zhou Fei hid back and hit a wooden table with her waist.

Yin Pei screamed: "Look where you go!"

Zhou Fei changed Miao Dao's hands and couldn't see the confusion on the face. The whole person leaned back along the wooden table, rubbed the edge of the table and rolled over, but did not overturn the small table. In her hand, the sword became a hurricane. The blade was so fast that it was indistinguishable, and the air was densely woven into a large net, and then only a pop was heard. Something fell into the tea cup on the wooden table for a moment. Afterwards, two worm corpses, each cut into three sections, floated up lightly.

The bowl of blisters became bluish purple.

The last monster was now at the tip of Zhou Fei's knife, his wings fluttered, and he didn't move forward.

It seemed that the beast also gave birth to wit, and suddenly flinched, and fell from her knife suddenly, crawling around like lightning in a panicked "squeak", and retracted one end into Yin Pei's trousers. .

Yin Pei froze.

"I heard that Nirvana Gu was connected with Gu Gu," Zhou Fei glanced at him slowly, took a jug of wine back in his hand, opened the lid of the jug, and washed the blade of the seedling with the blood of the seedling with yellow wine. He asked again, "Son Yin, with your own strength, you can count the two devil heads of the dead and the dead, and they have enough achievements to engrave an arch. They are better than me by reason. How could they be afraid of me?"

The abnormal red on Yin Pei's face grew thicker and thicker, as if he was about to bleed and shouted, "You fart!"

He said that he would drive the cockroaches with him, but the monsters seemed to have lost their prestige. No matter how they were forced, they just walked around the circle of Yin Pei's trousers and refused to drill to Zhou Fei.

Zhou Fei is nothing but a young girl, compared with Ding Kui, Feng Feihua and others, hard work is naturally inferior. This is clear to Yin Pei's heart, but he can "fear" one thing and have no trace of it since ancient times. Fear of thunder is totally groundless and beyond reason.

Perhaps Zhou Fei's attitude is too determined, and the snow-breaker in his hand is too unpredictable, or perhaps Zhou Fei's long scene of the knife on his neck, facing the Qinglong Lord alone in the Hengshan Midao, the branding in Yin Pei's heart is too deep.

Anyway, at this time, seeing that the earthworms didn't listen to the deployment, Yin Pei was not afraid at all, and this would really produce a faint fear.

The blood on his face spread into his eyes, his eyes covered with blood.

Then, Yin Pei shook his hand violently, and more than a dozen monsters suddenly rushed out behind him, only to hear several screams, everyone at the door-together with the group of followers who just followed Yin Pei, were unresponsive. It was sucked clean by the Gu Gu.

Yin Pei did not care about the lives of outsiders, and even his followers did not care, treating them as garbage that could be thrown away at any time, without looking at the corpses left. The whole person looked like a violent blue shadow, rushing Outside, the ground disappeared.

The blood in the inn was so heavy that people were sickened, and no one squeaked for a while.

For a while, Wu Chuchu murmured: "He... is he crazy?"

Zhou Fei put Miao Dao in her sheath and hung it behind her. She silently found a spicy pill from her arms and stuffed it into Wu Chuchu.

Wu Chuchu: "What is this? Is it insect repellent...A Fei!"

Zhou Fei lifted an empty teacup lid from the table and spit out a bruise.

Her series of actions came down, it was actually orderly, and no drop of blood got on the lapel, so that at first everyone did not see what she was doing with her back.

"God, sister!" Li Yan pulled her arm away. "You...you...you're a must to wash one less clothes!"

Yin Pei’s kung fu was too weird, and he was so heavy and terrible that he chased Chu Tianquan. Although Zhou Fei filmed his grub, he was also shocked by the tyrannical qi on the long iron chain.

Fortunately, Yin Pei's tactics derived from the crooked gates and evil ways swallowed the jujube very much, and he was scared away by Zhou Fei with a pack of insect repellent specialty made by the old monk, otherwise today I don't know who has to lie down.

Zhu Chen was anxious, and even if he had to come forward to see her, who knew he had just taken a step over there, Zhou Fei was already surrounded.

Li Sheng grabbed a bench and stuffed behind Zhou Fei, violently jumped and said: "Let you be brave, just be good at you, you can't die a day, right? Deserve it!"

"Okay, okay, don't be restless." Wu Chuchu glanced around, and ran to the shopkeeper's office in two steps, asking for a cup of warm water to gargle her.

Yang Jin put his arms around his chest and poked aside, and could not wait to say: "What kind of knife are you just? I want to compare with you!"

Wu Chuchu and Li Yan simultaneously protested.

Wu Chuchu said: "Young Master Yang, please!"

Li Yan shouted directly: "Go!"

Although they sounded like they were arguing in tens and nines, they seemed to be self-contained.

Zhu Chen sensitively found that he, an outsider, walked past with some incompatibility, and he stopped blankly, feeling some pain on the side of his face, and then reached out his hand, only to realize that when he fell on the ground, his face rubbed. It's broken.

"You are born with insufficiency, and it is destined to be a waste that cannot be picked up by the shoulder."

Somehow, Yin Pei's words flashed through his heart, Zhu Chen lowered his head lonely, admitting that Yin Pei was right.

"Brother." Zhu Ying leaned over carefully and pulled him, "Are you all right?"

Zhu Chen glanced at her, barely raised the corner of his mouth, shook his head, and thought sadly, "I want my sister to protect me, I'm really a living waste."

The frightened crowd dared not to collect the corpse. In the end, it was Yang Jin who helped the shopkeeper together. He picked out the body with a stick and burned it. At this time, he was still with Li Sheng and others. There were few people left. After this battle, there were many casualties. It looked almost pitiful.

A group of people was exhausted and rested for a night, and they came to resign one after another in the early morning. When they came, they were full of ambitions. At this time, they probably just wanted to leave this land of right and wrong as soon as possible.

When Zhu Chen came out of the room, Zhou Fei had finished the basic exercises of her daily routine in the morning. Novices nodded and nodded at him, so he closed the knife and walked away.

Zhu Chen called her subconsciously: "Miss Zhou!"

Zhou Fei stopped and looked back at him.

Zhu Chen's palm sweated out, and barely stabilized his voice. He stepped forward and said: "How about Zhou Zhou's injury?"

Zhou Feidao: "No trouble, thank you."

Her temples were slightly moistened with fine sweat, and her look was as if she had never answered her love, but Zhu Chen inexplicably felt that there had been a big change in her body. It was calm and deep, and it seemed that she could no longer change her color. She seemed to have stood farther away, and Zhu Chen instantly gave birth to some kind of deep-seated self-esteem.

Zhu Chen asked again: "Which...that Xie Gongzi?"

Zhou Fei paused, and then said indifferently: "He has something to do, go back to the teacher's gate first."

Zhu Chen opened his mouth and seemed to have something to say, but he couldn't say it, and there was a layer of trembling virtual sweat. Zhou Fei didn't know what was wrong with him, so he looked up at him inexplicably, and looked at Zhu Chen more and more. tension.

At this time, the hurried footsteps came from the front, Li Sheng used to draw a debt-collecting face, and shouted politely here: "Zhou Fei, you didn’t say you want to leave early yesterday. !"

Zhou Fei frowned, feeling that Li Sheng's tone was like being born in a big family, then nodded at Zhu Chen and turned away.

The spring was cold and the water was slightly cold in the morning, falling between his head and neck. Zhu Chen looked at Zhou Fei's hurrying back and said in his heart that he would not have time to export.

"We, the ancestor of the Zhu family, came from Dongting, and later moved south with Huobao. They moved to the Xiangjiang generation and lived back to the green mountains. There was a wide water in the mountains, and the ankles were only wading in the shallow water. The reputation is declining, the family is in decline, although it is not very wealthy, but the garden is full of apricot flowers, then go back, if the foot journey is fast, it can just catch up with the apricot flowers like snow. This way thanks to your righteous help, if you are willing to appreciate the face Come to Zhujiazhuang and let me talk about the friendship of the landlord..."

Then he saw Zhou Fei lazily walked around the corner, cursing at the person over there: "Come, urge?"

Finally, I still failed to say what I wanted to say.

Zhu Chen laughed a little self-deprecatingly, and packed up his regrets, thinking, "Forget it, I will talk about it next time."

However, he didn't wait for the next opportunity in his life.

Three days after the farce-like heroic Zhengbei Huihui ended, the unconscious Xie Yun was brought back to Penglai by Master Tongming. Zhou Fei was so secretive about it, no one dared to ask in depth, they parted ways with the Xingnan Darts Bureau, and quickly jumped to the ground. Go in. On the way, Yang Jin received the "Little Medicine Valley" Qingyungou Family Letter, and finally remembered that he was the owner, so he had to agree with Zhou Fei that he would come back next time and go south.

In March, the front line was facing off. In March, the first people who had fled the wind had taken root in the south, and the flames of war were still burning in many ways.

General Feiqing Wen Yu put a thickened cloon on Zhou Yitang. Zhou Yitang was looking at a fold, without looking up: "Thank you."

He said that he naturally stretched his hands together and suddenly froze for a moment. He touched carefully and asked, "Did Li Da deliver it?"

Wen Yuqi said: "How can this be figured out?"

When Zhou Yitang's finger pressed, he saw that the thread where the cotton was added was not tightly stitched, and he actually pulled a few cotton threads. Zhou Yitang lowered his head and smiled, "See laugh."

Wen Yu: "..."

Bullying others' wives far away.

At this moment, a personal soldier suddenly hurried in: "General! Master Zhou, someone outside asked for advice, took this."

Zhou Yitang raised his head and saw that the personal soldier was holding a broken knife.