Luo Yan Hu does not return

Feng Qinghuan pushed Xue Yan vigorously, not wanting the corners of Xue Yan's mouth to bleed profusely, so he had to stop his movements carefully.Looking up at Xu Yanluo again, the bowing movement was extremely slow at this time, and there was a large bloodstain on the right chest.

"I thought this guy was very capable, but I didn't know that he couldn't even kill people..." Feng Qinghuan cursed secretly in his heart, and stared at Xu Yanluo.

"Mao Zai'er, don't worry, I'll get rid of this pad first, and I'll settle your score—" Xu Yanluo pointed his palm at Xue Yan's back, as if he was about to slash, Feng Qinghuan hurriedly said : "Yan Luoye, do you still want to know the whereabouts of my family's sword manual?"

The moves Feng Qinghuan used were not powerful enough, but they were also limited by his own internal strength, not the weakness of the sword technique itself. Xu Yanluo thought for a while, and his palms fell in the air, "Forget it, let's explain clearly the origin of the sword manual first. Now, let Lord Yan Luo distinguish, the lives of you two brats are not worth it?"

Feng Qinghuan swallowed unconsciously, and said in a deep voice: "Then you must listen carefully, and don't be frightened - the sword manual I am looking for is the number one sword in the world written by Wu/Di Yubi himself. ——The sword manual of Feng's Juyuan Sword."

Xu Yanluo pondered for a long while, then said in a sullen voice: "The surname is Feng... Lord Yan Luo has never heard of it, and besides, the masters of the rivers and lakes are divided, and each of them relies on their real skills. If you bring out the emperor's old man as a name, it must be Due to a guilty conscience.”

"Xu Yanluo, you have spoken disrespectfully to my Fengjia Jianzhuang, and even killed the second young master of his family, aren't you afraid that thousands of people from the Jianzhuang will kill you from the southern border to the northern border, making your life unsafe? ?”

"Hmph, if you were the second young master of his family, wouldn't those thousands of people be useless? The lives of you two bastards are really useless. Lord Yan Luo will not wait."

Feng Qinghuan thought that Xu Yanluo was about to attack again, so he pushed Xue Yan away reluctantly, but didn't want Xu Yanluo to come over, looked at Xue Yan's face, suddenly stopped what he was doing, smacked his lips and said: "You two hair The cub is so delicate and tender, it would be ruined by throwing it on the street, so it's better to drag it up and have fun."

"Happy, happy?" Feng Qinghuan was thinking, when suddenly the sky and the earth turned upside down, Xu Yanluo hung the two on his shoulders, picked them up directly, and quickly walked up to the second floor of the inn.

The tables and chairs in the inn were crooked, and the shopkeeper and the handymen were missing. Feng Qinghuan looked around and thought about Xu Yanluo's words before, "We are two young and strong men, one of them is old and not old. Think... can you take it?"

Xu Yanluo threw the two of them on a bed, and then hastily turned out the window, Feng Qinghuan wondered: "What is this guy planning, leaving people here, isn't he afraid that the ducks will fly away?" gone?"

Xue Yan at the side moved slightly, Feng Qinghuan stretched out his hand to check his pulse, and shouted in his ear: "Master Xue! Master Xue!" Xue Yan's chest heaved for a while, and his breath became weaker and weaker.

Feng Qinghuan rubbed Xue Yan's cheeks a few times, he remained lifeless, and couldn't help yelling: "We've met three times in total, and we don't want to see each other. How can it be regarded as a friendship that you risk your life to save? You wake up for me, dare to die here , Enemies meet on the road to Huangquan, we will not die!"

Feng Qinghuan tried his best to carry Xue Yan on his back, and walked around the inn for a while, looking forward and backward, fearing that Xu Yanluo would arrive unexpectedly, he went around a few times, and finally found a fairly secluded guest room, and hid Xue Yan under the bed. Then he rushed to the box where Xu Yanluo had left the two behind.

Coincidentally, Feng Qinghuan was about to lie down, and Xu Yanluo arrived on his hind legs, with big and small bags hanging on his body, piled up on the bedside for a long time, and seeing that there was one person missing on the bed, he couldn't help shouting in surprise: "Where did that prettier one go? So many geniuses met one who dared to rob Xu Yanluo's goods, which fat and courageous one, why don't you hurry up and die?"

The more Feng Qinghuan listened, the more uncomfortable he became, and he thought to himself: "This guy... Could it be that he is really a man? He's a little prettier, a little prettier... I must tell that Mr. Xue tomorrow. You can provoke this kind of... a lumpy man with a strange bone..." Feng Qinghuan thought about it, and laughed inattentively.

Xu Yanluo pointed his ears sharply, then turned around and grabbed Feng Qinghuan's neck, "Hmph, I guessed it a long time ago, how long has it been, besides you brat, who else can ruin me Good thing?"

Feng Qinghuan's injury was mostly relieved, and he pretended to be weak and said: "Master Yan Luo, that young master is very powerful, he flew away just now, if you want to vent your anger, please move quickly... I will die soon... "

Feng Qinghuan breathed in but not out, Xu Yanluo saw it, stretched out his hand and shook open a package, and spread it on Feng Qinghuan's body.

The golden cloth shone so that Feng Qinghuan's eyes were dazed, and when he saw Xu Yanluo's posture about to pounce on him, he couldn't help but close his eyes tightly.

A scream resounded through the top floor, and Feng Qinghuan couldn't help laughing out loud.

Just now, he shook out a throwing knife from Xue Yan's cuff, held it tightly in his palm, and stretched out his hand the moment Xu Yanluo rushed towards him.

The golden brocade was spattered with blood.

"Lord Yan Luo, you are here to enjoy the taste of the emperor's old son. The boy will leave first." Feng Qinghuan picked up the brocade clothes on his body, covered Xu Yanluo who was curled up in a ball, and then picked up the scabbard on the ground , stepping neatly out of the window.

Feng Qinghuan lay on the window edge and looked at it for a while, seeing that Xu Yanluo couldn't struggle anymore, he jumped up and climbed to the window eaves on the third floor of the inn.

Earlier, Xu Yanluo's cry was really ear-piercing, which woke Xue Yan who was on the top floor.When Feng Qinghuan walked into the room, his feet stopped suddenly, and Xue Yan was applying medicine to himself half naked.

Feng Qinghuan shrank half an inch behind the door, thinking: "It's really bad luck, I met an old hooligan first, and there is still a young hooligan waiting here."

Thinking of this, Feng Qinghuan glanced at the corners of his clothes and his palms. Even though there was a layer of golden brocade clothes, he couldn't see any stains, but he still felt sick to his stomach.

Feng Qinghuan took off the wine pouch from his waist, poured the remaining half of the pouch into his hand, rubbed it vigorously a few times, and then leaned forward and walked into the door.

"Junior brother, did that guy... do anything to you?"

Feng Qinghuan took half a step and thought: "The matter of meddling is still euphemistic. I am a young and strong man, how can I be suppressed by an old man? No... Hearing what he means, how can I be overwhelmed by an old man? The behavior is very familiar, could it be that he suffered a disadvantage before?"

Xue Yan walked a few steps closer, seeing Feng Qinghuan laughing wickedly, he couldn't help asking: "Junior Brother, what are you laughing at?"

Thinking of Xu Yanluo who was still struggling, Feng Qinghuan didn't dare to delay any longer, and immediately turned serious, "It's not suitable to stay here for a long time, let's go first."

The two acted as usual, and quickly jumped off the eaves.After walking a few miles for a long time, Feng Qinghuan glanced back and didn't notice any changes, so he said: "Where did Xu Yanluo come from, why can't even you surrender him?"

"This guy has been here for several days, and Master ordered me to kill him."

"I still thought you were very capable, and I didn't want to be tricked by this old monster to death."

Xue Yan finally heard the strangeness in Feng Qinghuan's voice, "What exactly does Junior Brother mean? Make it clear."

"You are so clear about the behavior of that old monster. You must have suffered a lot. It doesn't matter. I have a poor memory and I will forget it in a few days. You must not get angry—"

In order to comfort Xue Yan, Feng Qinghuan hugged Xue Yan's shoulders forcefully, and Xue Yan didn't understand why, "What can I suffer? You should make it clear."

"What else can I suffer from? It's nothing more than being taken advantage of by that old rascal and doing that mediocre thing! It's no big deal, I've already ruined his life, and I've got it back for my senior brother. That guy won't—"

Xue Yan finally understood the previous "disadvantage", and punched Feng Qinghuan hard in the chest, interrupting the conversation directly.Feng Qinghuan staggered backwards, and quickly added: "You are so ignorant of good and bad, I avenged you, why did you hit me back?"

"Not serious." Xue Yan glared at Feng Qinghuan angrily, and strode away without looking back since then.

"We're talking about the same thing. If you say it's serious, if I say it's not serious, hey, I really can't be a doctor." Feng Qinghuan took a few steps behind, cursing inwardly, walked a few more steps, and suddenly stopped , "Didn't we break up earlier, why are you still following him?"

Feng Qinghuan looked at Xue Yan's back with an extremely complicated expression, turned around after a long time, and was about to part ways with Yang Biao, when suddenly a hand came from behind, Feng Qinghuan shook it a few times, not sure if it was weak or weak, He tried his best and couldn't get rid of it, "Mr. Xue, if you keep pestering him, I will really misunderstand something."

An old voice said leisurely: "What is the misunderstanding?"

"Why is it him?" When Feng Qinghuan heard that it was Sun Deng, he hurriedly half-bowed, and took a step back quickly, "I had some unpleasant troubles with my senior brother before, and I was teasing him."

"Then Xu Yan Luo was killed by you?"

Feng Qinghuan raised his head and said with a blank face: "No, my senior brother and I were both seriously injured, and that guy took the two of us to take advantage of it. Pulling my senior brother and running away, could it be... is that fellow really dead?"

Feng Qinghuan felt that what he said was immersive, and there was nothing wrong with it, but Sun Deng was shocked, and left him and flew away.

"No way, Master is too thin-skinned as an old man, so he can't even listen to this?" Feng Qinghuan muttered to himself on the spot, and Xue Yan ran back panting at this moment.

"Junior brother, did the master come just now?"

Feng Qinghuan glared at Xue Yan sideways, and said casually: "Yes, Master has gone to find that old monster. If you are worried that the old man will suffer, you should hurry up and help him."

Part Three: Chasing the Shadow of the Blue Front