Chapter 644: Feng Lintian (Forty-seven)

The driving man heard the man's voice, and he shook his head shamefully: "Since three years ago ... Gong Yang has been a man and person in the palace."
When the young pale man heard a word, he suddenly remembered that his thin lips were bitterly curved: "I forgot it again, it has been three years ..."
The hurrying man parked the carriage, unloaded the horse, and organized it neatly. After a while, he had raised the bonfire and started to boil water. The fire extinguished, dispersing the dark night.
Xiao Fengqing sat on the big stone and stared at the fire. The extinguished fire light shone out of his sharp and beautiful face, and the amber-colored eyes had an unknown thoughtful thought.
"Lord, drink some hot water." The driver of the driver handed the water bag respectfully.
Xiao Fengqing took it and took a sip slowly. Galloping day and night, neither the master nor the servant used food. The hot water warmed the empty stomach, and Xiao Fengqing came back from contemplation.
He looked at his loyal followers who had been following him for more than ten years, and couldn't help saying: "It's hard, A fourth."
As soon as he heard what he said, he looked back and had a little water in his eyes: "No ... it's not hard. If the Lord had a good life, I feel good." What he said awkwardly, was Unable to speak.
Three years ago, when he heard that the emperor had given Xiao Fengqing the death, he almost led the people to kill the emperor in the palace, regardless of whether he was a bright emperor or a good emperor. All he knew was that he had killed his master, and he deserved to die! However, on the eve of his decision to act, Xiao Fengqing came pale in front of him with a pale face, and took some of the old ministry away from the capital and remained anonymous. In the past three years, he watched him live in a secluded and secluded place, from time to time, he suddenly went out at night, and then came back exhausted a few days later.
The Lord is in pain. He felt this even the slowest.
He didn't understand what love was, but he felt that the master should have a woman to follow. Although not the wolverine and beautiful woman who blocked them a few years ago, at least he must be gentle and kind, so that his master is complete.
"Needless to say, I all understand, thank you, Asi!" Xiao Fengqing patted Asi's wide shoulders. The master and the servant have known each other for a long time, and everything need not be so clear.
The two drank water silently, alleviating the fatigue of rushing on the road. The night wind whispered, and the dense forest on both sides seemed to be hiding some monsters, roaring in a low voice. This overcast night seems to be an ominous omen. Suddenly a "slam" in the dense forest, Xiao Fengqing suddenly raised his head. Asi also heard the voice, he quickly pressed the long knife that never left his waist. The air gradually filled with the murderous murderousness.
Xiao Fengqing took out a black face towel from her arms and covered it with half of her face.
The person who came is not a kind person. After he has personally understood something, there is always a tail behind him. This time, are they impatient? He slowly drew out the long sword beside him and made a gesture to Sisi.
Ah Si nodded, took out a black pipe from his arms, and lit it.
A sharp sound came from the air, and the tube lit the fuse and exploded a cyan firework in the air. At this moment, the dark shadow hidden in the dense forest burst out quickly, and they flew towards the two people by the bonfire silently and silently.
Xiao Fengqing's eyes were cold, and the long sword in his hand was groaning, like a beautiful rainbow, passing in front of the assassin's eyes. His sword was fierce and fast, and he had pierced the chests of the first two assassins. His fierce murderous stunned the assassins behind.
"Who the are you ?!" Assassin's head looked at Xiao Fengqing in wonder. They followed along, and secretly visited, but they could not find the half-detail of the man in front of him. He was like a ghost. He had no past and could not save the future, as if he had appeared out of thin air. But what he did was something that made the owner behind them all taboo.
Xiao Fengqing didn't say a word, her strange eyes froze, and the sword in her hand swept relentlessly towards the assassins.
"Lord, you go first!" A Si wields a seemingly stubborn but hidden murderous sword and stands in front of him: "These magpies will be handed over to the subordinates!"
As A-Si said, the swords waved wide open and closed, instantly disrupting the formation of a group of assassins. Xiao Fengqing knows A Si's ability well, and after looking at his hand for a while, he jumps into the darkness.
"Don't let him run away!" Assassin's head saw Xiao Fengqing disappeared, and he shouted angrily.
"I want my lord's life! Dream it!" A Si sneered, screamed loudly, and the long sword in his hand transformed into the shadow of millions of swords, and stopped those assassins who wanted to kill Xiao Fengqing.
In the dark night, Xiao Fengqing passed quickly in the direction of the forest, and passed half an hour. Then he stopped.
The forest was quiet enough to hear the wind blowing through the leaves.
"Friends behind you can show up." Xiao Fengqing said coldly.
A straight black shadow stood out from the trunk of a dozen feet like a ghost. He was wearing a black jersey and a black scarf on his face, showing only sharp eyes.
Holding the sword, he asked, "How does the Lord know that I am a friend."
Xiao Fengqing smiled: "Since you don't want to kill me, you are naturally friends."
The man slowly stepped forward and fell silently: "I'm just curious, what kind of person can Qiu Shui Ge pursue?"
Xiao Fengqing turned his back to him, his face covered his face, and he smiled: "Are Qiushui Pavilion? My life is so valuable."
"Of course, because the evidence in your hand is very bad for someone. Thousands of gold, I think that person is bidding less." The shadow sneered, and seemed to be very disdainful of the people behind the scenes.