Back Off, Let Me Come

The mysterious scribe didn't even see how Lin Feng disappeared. The other party disappeared with a [Chasing the Wind and Stealing the View].

He looked at it and sighed.

"... Bunshin with no restrictions on use..."

"...It's really enviable..."

Thinking about myself, I felt a little sad.

After sighing, the mysterious scribe put his hands behind his back and followed him slowly. It may be said that it is slow, but every step is one foot away, and it is not that far behind Lin Feng. The cave entrance that the guards found was extremely hidden, and it was easy to miss it even during the day, not to mention it was night. He ordered people to dig open the covered cave entrance, and a breeze carrying water vapor blew in his face.

This means there is a way to survive in this hole.

"Go in."

Five guards took the lead, with Lin Feng and the mysterious scribe who had the nerve to come up in the middle, and the remaining five guards followed.

The entrance to the cave was extremely narrow at first, and everyone had to line up in a line to carefully pass through. After walking for about a hundred steps, it was finally possible for the two of them to walk side by side, and Lin Feng became increasingly vigilant. It wasn't until I walked through a winding corridor that I suddenly became enlightened.

At the end is a huge space.

The mysterious scribe said: "There is someone extraordinary here."

There was a simple stone bed with some residual warmth in the open space, which meant that someone had been lying here not long ago.

Guess: "The soldier who died in the sneak attack lives here?"

Lin Feng's fingers holding the scabbard tightened tightly.

Shen Ning said: "Chase, you didn't run far!"

However, the caves here are actually connected in all directions.

In addition to the way they came, there are about ten other paths going in the same direction. It is difficult to guarantee whether there will be a fork in these roads halfway, and it is impossible to determine the correct one. In response, the mysterious scribe smiled and said, "I can help with this."

Lin Feng was suddenly overjoyed and made a grand salute.

"If that's the case, I'll be troublesome sir,"

The mysterious scribe waved his hand.

Said: "It's a trivial matter."

He was also very curious about who the "big fish" Lin Feng was talking about, so he did it easily and it was not a trouble. Although there is very little literary talent that can be used without spending money, but this "very little" depends on who you compare it with. A few small words, nothing to mention.

Wait for his spirit to activate.

The light golden cultural energy turned into a very thin and long rope.

Starting from the stone bed, it spreads towards one of the exits.

The mysterious scribe said: "Just follow the path."

Lin Feng couldn't wait any longer: "Chase!"

Mysterious scribe: "You have to catch the person before the breath is gone. If the breath is gone, the instructions will be discontinued."

He did not forget to remind Lin Feng.

Lin Feng didn't answer, but gritted his teeth and speeded up.

After chasing him out of the cave, he discovered that there was a cliff ahead. The lonely moon hangs high above the head, and the wind from high places blows into the clothes and cuffs, making a hunting sound. nobody! Not to mention human figures, there was not even a single ghost figure! Did you pursue the wrong one?

The mysterious scribe stepped forward: "There is a dead end ahead."

At this height, even a strong and courageous warrior must weigh it. Lin Feng didn't say a word and walked to the edge of the cliff despite the strong wind. Just when the mysterious scribe was thinking of words to comfort her, she made an astonishing move and jumped.

Mysterious scribe: "!!!"

You won't commit suicide if you fail the mission, right?

Could it be that this young man is also a dead soldier raised by someone else?

The guards behind him were also so shocked by this scene that they could not react, and each of them shouted: "Master Lin!"

joke!

If there is something wrong with Mr. Lin, how can they not be skinned alive by the lord when they go back?

Unexpectedly, in the next moment, an astonishing literary spirit burst out from under the cliff, and Lin Feng's voice could still be vaguely heard.

"Sink into fire!"

What followed was a series of explosions.

The sound reached the top of the cliff, and the gravel trembled underfoot.

Mysterious scribe: "..."

He no longer had time to think about who Xiao Lang was studying under. Yan Ling used this sword to take a wrong turn and jumped down. When he fell, he used Yan Ling to make himself lighter, and then used the cliff wall to slow down his fall. After a few breaths, he steadily caught up with Lin Feng.

The guard left on the top of the cliff: "..."

The mysterious scribe landed lightly on the cliff halfway up the mountainside, where there was a huge stone platform protruding outward.

It can accommodate a dozen people to hide.

He waved his sleeves, inviting the breeze to disperse the dust.

Then she saw the corpse of a strong man with bleeding from all his orifices lying at her feet, and not far away lay a young man from the Shiwu tribe. Judging from Lin Feng's expression, he should be the so-called "big fish". The mysterious scribe choked on the sand and coughed twice.

Question: "Is this why you have spent 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 Lone Moon shone on his face, outlining an extremely delicate and elegant face. The brows still retain the high-spiritedness of a young man.

The mysterious scribe glanced.

Said: "She is quite handsome."

His eye sockets are deep and his facial features are elegant yet wild. He is definitely a young man who can make a big lady and a young wife blush. Look, this peaceful look with closed eyes can also inspire compassion in others. Lin Feng finally responded.

"It's just a beautiful skin."

Mysterious scribe: "???"

I don’t know if it’s because of his old man’s damaged ears, but this young man’s voice seems a little weird, and it sounds like his voice is trembling uncontrollably in ecstasy. That kind of fanatical and extreme emotion even affected the rhythm of the heaven and earth energy around Xiao Lang.

He asked: "Caught? Tied?"

Lin Feng sneered: "Kill!"

A flash of cold light flashed through.

She took a dagger from her sleeve and pulled it out.

Stab the boy hard in the heart!

Blood gushes out from the wound.

The boy who couldn't wake up no matter how hard he tried, suddenly opened his eyes. He didn't seem to realize what happened. Lin Feng's familiar face suddenly broke into his sight, and a thought quickly flashed through his mind -

Wasn't he just asking for news?

Why did Lin Feng suddenly appear?

"you--"

But when he felt the sharp tearing pain coming from his left chest and the blood all over his body quickly turned cold, he realized that Lin Feng was trying to kill him. The force of the dagger thrust into his chest not only penetrated his chest and back, but also penetrated the ground where he lay.

The eyes opened wider and wider, almost bulging out of their sockets.

Lin Feng didn't bother to know his last words.

Just a cute smile, but the words she said were even colder than the cold wind at high places: "I finally found you!"

That gentle tone is better than a lover's whisper.

The mysterious scribe looked even more confused on one side.

Ah, this...

Are there any personal grievances or grudges?

"you……"

The young man used all his strength to open his mouth and tried to get up and push Lin Feng away. At the same time, he turned on the martial arts of his Danfu and circulated the martial energy in his meridians crazily. Lin Feng noticed his movements and mercilessly pulled out the dagger and stabbed him in the pill palace.

Hold the dagger tightly and stir it in the wound.

Blood gushed out from the wound, staining most of Lin Feng's face. But she didn't even close her eyes. One hand pressed his body to prevent him from moving, and the other hand held a dagger to tear at the wound wantonly. In the eyes of the young man, he is nothing less than a Rakshasa from hell!

The stalemate lasted for dozens of breaths.

Before he died, Lin Feng said in a gentle and soft voice like a friend: "Just rest in peace, your brothers, sisters, parents and relatives will meet you on the road to hell soon! Ten, Two, King Your Highness, Your Majesty!"

The young man's eyes were like copper bells, unwilling to die.

He actually died with his eyes open!

Under the watchful eye of the mysterious scribe, Xiao Lang cut off the boy's head with his own hands, grabbed the dripping blood on his head, stood up and let out a long sigh of relief. He turned around and smiled: "Sir, are you suspicious?"

Mysterious scribe: "..."