Chapter 460: Strive to complete the KPI (forty) [Please give me a monthly ticket]
The mysterious scribe didn''t even see how Lin Feng disappeared, and the other party''s [Chasing the Wind and Tinging the Scenery] flashed out.
He looked at it and sighed.
“…Wenxin with no restrictions on use…”
“…It’s really enviable…”
Thinking about myself, I feel a little sad.
After sighing, the mysterious scholar carried his hands on his back and followed in a slow manner. It is said to be slow, but every step is 1 meter away, so it is not much far behind Lin Feng. The entrance of the hole found by the guards was extremely hidden. Not to mention that it is night now, it is easy to miss even during the day. He ordered people to dig open the covered hole, and a breeze with water vapor hit his face.
This means there is a way out for this hole.
“Get in.”
Five guards took the lead, Lin Feng and the mysterious scholars who came up with the bow, and the remaining five guards were cut off.
The entrance of the cave was very narrow at the beginning, and everyone had to line up to pass carefully. After walking about a hundred steps, Lin Feng became more and more alert. It was not until I walked through a winding corridor that I suddenly realized.
At the end is a huge space.
The mysterious literati said, "There is a person here."
There is a simple stone bed with a little residual heat in the open space, which means that someone has lie here not long ago.
Speculation: “The sneak attacker lives here?”
Lin Feng clenched his fingers holding the scabbard tightly.
Chen Ning said, "Chasing, I didn''t run far!"
But the cave here is very well-connected.
In addition to the way they came, there are more than a dozen other places in the same direction. It is difficult to ensure that there are forks in these roads halfway through, and it is impossible to judge the correct one. In response to this, the mysterious scribe smiled and said, "This, I can help."
Lin Feng was suddenly happy and gave a big gift.
"In this way, I''ll bother sir."
The mysterious scribe waved his hand.
He said: "A small matter."
He was also very curious about who the "big fish" in Lin Feng''s mouth was, and it was not a problem to do it easily. Although there is very little literary talent that can be used without spending money, this "very little" depends on whom it compares. A few small words are no problem.
Wait for his spirit to start.
The shallow gold inscription gas turns into a very thin rope.
Starting from the stone bed, it spreads to one of the exits.
The mysterious literati said, "Just go with it."
Lin Feng couldn''t wait: "Chasing!"
Mysterious scribe: "You must chase after someone before the breath has dissipated. If the breath has dissipated, the instructions will be cut off."
He did not forget to remind Lin Feng.
Lin Feng didn''t answer, but just gritted his teeth and accelerated the speed.
This pursuit led to the cave and then I found a cliff ahead. The lonely moon hangs above my head, and the wind from high places pours into the cuffs of my clothes, making a sound. No one! Not to mention human figures, there is no ghost figure! Did you chase the wrong one?
The mysterious scribe stepped forward: "There is a dead end ahead."
At this height, even a powerful warrior must consider it. Lin Feng didn''t say a word, and walked to the edge of the cliff under the strong wind from a high place. Just as the mysterious scholar wanted to comfort her, she made an amazing move and jumped.
Mysterious scribe: "!!"
If the mission fails, you won’t commit suicide, right?
Could it be that this little boy is also a dead soldier raised by someone?
The guards behind him were also shocked by this scene and couldn''t react. They all shouted: "Master Lin!"
joke!
If Chief Lin had a few shortcomings, they wouldn’t have been peeled off by their lord when they returned!
Unexpectedly, the next moment, an amazing literary spirit burst out from under the cliff, and Lin Feng''s voice could be heard vaguely.
"Sinking into the fire!"
Immediately followed by explosions.
The sound reached the top of the cliff, and the gravel was trembling under his feet.
Mysterious scribe: "..." He had no time to think about who Xiaolang was studying. Yan Ling used this sword to go wrong and jumped down. When he fell, he used Yan Ling to lighten his body and then slowed down his falling speed by using the cliff wall. After a few breaths, I steadily caught up with Lin Feng.
The guard who was left on the top of the cliff: "..."
The mysterious scholar landed gracefully on the side of the cliff, where there was a huge rock platform bulging outward.
Can accommodate more than a dozen people hiding.
He waved his sleeves and brought the breeze to blew away the dust.
Then he saw a strong man with **** orifices lying at her feet, and a young Shiwu people lying not far away. Judging from Lin Feng''s expression, the so-called "big fish" should be him. The mysterious scribe coughed twice by choking in the sand and dust.
Question: "It''s all for this to spend so much effort?"
Lin Feng did not answer, but squatted down, reached out and pinched the sleeping boy''s chin with his fingers. The cold light of the lonely moon shines on his face, outlining an extremely delicate and elegant face. The youth''s spirit is still full of energy between his eyebrows.
The mysterious scribe took a look.
He said: "I''m pretty born."
The eye sockets are deep, the facial features are elegant and wild. They are definitely a young man who can make the eldest lady and the young wife blush. Look, the quiet appearance of these closed eyes can also inspire others'' compassion. Lin Feng finally responded.
"Just have a beautiful skin."
Mysterious scribe: "???"
I don’t know if his ears were broken, but the little boy’s voice seemed a little weird, and he sounded like he couldn’t help but trembled in ecstasy. That fanatical and extreme emotion even affected the rhythm of the heaven and earth around Koro.
He asked, "Catched? Tied?"
Lin Feng sneered: "Kill!"
A cold and cold light flashed.
She took out a dagger from her sleeve and pulled it out.
Punch it hard at the position of the boy’s heart!
Blood gushed out along the wound.
The boy who could not wake up no matter how hard he tossed, suddenly opened his eyes. He seemed to have not yet reacted to what had happened. Lin Feng''s familiar face suddenly broke into his sight, and a thought flashed through his mind—
Not asking for information just now?
Why did Lin Feng suddenly appear?
"you-"
But when he felt the severe pain from his left chest and his blood was quickly cold, he realized that Lin Feng was killing him. The force of the dagger inserted into his chest not only penetrated the back of his chest, but also penetrated into the land where he was lying.
The eyes became wider and wider, and the eyeballs almost protruded out of the eye sockets.
Lin Feng was too lazy to know his last words.
He just smiled cutely, but his words were even colder than the cold wind at this high place: "I finally found you!"
That gentle tone is better than the affectionate whisper of a lover.
The mysterious scribe looked even more confused on one side.
Ah, this...
Is there any personal grudges and revenge?
"you…"
The young man used all his strength to open his mouth, trying to get up and push Lin Feng away, and at the same time, he changed the Dan Mansion''s military courage and frantically circulated the martial arts in his meridians. Lin Feng noticed his movements and pulled out the dagger without mercy and stabbed him in the Dan Mansion for a moment.
Hold the dagger tightly and stir the wound.
The wound was covered with blood, spraying most of Lin Feng’s face. But she didn''t even close her eyes, pressing her body with one hand to prevent him from moving, and holding a dagger in the other hand to tear the wound. In the eyes of the boy, it is like **** Rakshasa!
There was a stalemate for dozens of breaths.
Before he died, Lin Feng said in a gentle and gentle voice as if he was a friend: "Please keep at ease. Your brothers, sisters, parents and relatives will meet you on the road to the underworld soon! Ten, two, king, son, palace, and subordinate!"
The boy''s eyes were like copper bells, and he was unwilling to die.
He died with his eyes open!
Under the attention of the mysterious scribe, Xiaolang cut off the boy''s head with his own hands, grabbed the ticked **** head, and stood up and breathed a sigh of relief. Turning his head and smiling: "Sir, do you have any doubts?"
Mysterious scribe: “…”
?Mysterious Scholar φ(゜▽゜*): I took back the preface. This little boy is not like a rebellious son at all...
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(This chapter ends)