C67

Cai Prefecture City was the last line of defense where Song Meng's army destroyed the Golden Kingdom. This was where the once prosperous Great Jin Dynasty perished. Looking back at the scene in the city today, there were still many traces of the war that happened in many places.

The afterglow fell on the city wall, connecting it to the street and reflecting on the stalls by the side of the road.

There was a restaurant about 100 meters in from the north gate, and there was an alley opposite the restaurant. At the entrance of the alleyway sat a green-faced man who was selling tofu flowers.

The green-faced man was called Qu Zhu.

His face seemed to be covered with a layer of green oil all year round. Beneath her long green face and her tall figure was a pair of extremely white hands. He always held a wooden spoon in his hand. The hand he gave to the man who came to buy his bean curd was a little dull.

— This was not something he was good at. He didn't use a wooden spoon to scoop up the bean curd. He used it to kill people.

Fifty meters to the right of Qu Zhu was a small noodle shop. At this moment, a monk was eating noodle soup at the shop. However, he was not a real monk. His hair was shaved, but there was no mark on it.

This fake monk was the one who appeared in Chi Prefecture City all those years ago. He was an outer disciple of the Enlightenment Temple outside the Jiankang Mansion.

There were already six empty bowls on his table, and only half of the bowl remained. From time to time, he would glance in the direction of the north gate, as if waiting for someone.

A fortune-teller sat in front of a pawnshop opposite the sorrowful monk. He was thin and short, with a long beard that fluttered as he chanted, "fortune-telling, begging for wealth and fortune!"

Unlike other fortune-tellers, this fortune-teller was not blind. And if you looked closely you would see that his beard did not quite match his chin, and yet you did not know which of the two was the better.

This disguised "fortune-teller" had a nickname called "Monster" and his real name was Li Fan.

There was a half foot long scimitar hidden in his "fortune-telling pole."

There was another person on the roof of the restaurant. This person was a natural Dwarf, only three feet tall and holding three black steel balls. He was Tu Yu, the Third Master of the Cai Zhou Branch of the Thunderbolt Hall in Huainan. The few black steel balls in his hands were terrifying stink bombs.

Tu Yu was sitting on the triangle edge of the roof, where he had been sitting for two hours. The setting sun was behind him, and no one who passed by would notice him.

Qu Zhu, Wu Huan, Li Yu and Tu Yu, the four of them were in the same group.

They were all waiting for the same person.

They had already planned this plan for an entire night. Nothing could go wrong.

He had to succeed in a single strike so that his opponent wouldn't be able to fight back.

"Bean curd, tofu blossoms!"

Qu Zhu's shout came from far away.

The bald man stopped what he was doing; Li Jun gripped the fortune-telling stick tightly; the stink bomb in Tu Yu's hand moved even faster.

This was the signal the four of them had agreed on.

When Qu Zhu shouted out "Tofu Blooming", it meant that their target had appeared.

The four of them stared at the northern street.

The person they were waiting for had finally arrived.

Xiao Feng sneezed on the ground.

"Could it be that I'm going to catch a cold on such a hot day?"

Xiao Feng laughed at himself as he continued to walk forward.

"Sir, would you like to buy a bowl of tofu flower to eat?" Qu Zhu called out to Xiao Feng.

Xiao Feng hesitated for a moment before he turned around and smiled, "That's fine. It's been a long time since I've eaten this thing. "Let's have a bowl then."

"Alright!"

Qu Zhu happily agreed. No one noticed the look of ecstasy in his eyes.

"fortune-telling, fortune-telling, fortune-telling!"

"Mister, I can see that you have a red face and a distant brow. Have many unpleasantness happened recently?"

Li Yu shook his "fortune-telling stick" and came to Xiao Feng's side.

"Oh? I've never believed in the words of you warlocks, but you seem to have said something like that. " Xiao Feng said indifferently.

"Young master, you are wrong …" I haven't made a slip of the tongue in thirty years. " Li Jun said calmly.

"Then tell me, what should I do to dispel these unpleasant things?" The corner of Xiao Feng's mouth tilted slightly as he spoke.

"Customer, here's your tofu flower."

Qu Zhu passed a bowl of bean curd flowers to Xiao Feng.

The bowl was clean, as white as the bean curd.

Xiao Feng caught the tofu flower and sniffed it.

Qu Zhu stood at the side, watching him. The fortune-teller did not leave.

Crooked Bamboo's hand, which was holding the wooden spoon, was already sweating.

Li Yu was holding the fortune-telling stick with his hand — if he used even a little bit of strength, the curved blade hidden in the fortune-telling pole would be in his hand in an instant.

"No sugar?"

The tofu flower that was close to his mouth moved away as Xiao Feng looked at Qu Zhu.

At this moment, Xiao Feng finally realized the difference between the two of them.

The hilt of the Cyan Wisp Sword pierced towards Qu Zhu's chest.

Surprised, Qu Zhu quickly retreated.

Xiao Feng laughed coldly but did not forcefully chase. A machete was already coming at his arm from behind.

Li Wei's scimitar would never be as weak as his skinny body, because he also had another name, "The First Slayer of the Sea Sand Gang."

His blade was only slightly weaker than Black Impermanence's dual blades, but it was enough to take the lives of many people.

The bald man had already rushed over.

This was originally a lively street, but now it was somewhat chaotic.

After all, a fight had occurred, but there were quite a few people who wanted to join in the fun and watch from the sidelines.

Their original plan was to let Xiao Feng eat one mouthful or even a few mouthfuls of the poisoned tofu flower. Even if Xiao Feng didn't eat it, they would have the next few steps to deal with him.

Just as Xiao Feng stepped to the side to dodge Li Wei's saber strike, the bald man had already sent a fist flying towards his face. It was precisely Shaolin's "King Kong Fist". However, it was far inferior to the genuine King Kong Fist.

Xiao Feng recognized the baldy.

His appearance was too conspicuous and easy to distinguish.

"In the end, it's really a dog that changed its cloth to eat sh * t!"

Xiao Feng laughed coldly. His six palms struck out towards Baldy's fist.

He was too lazy to even draw his sword against such a motley crowd.

It was not that Xiao Feng was arrogant, but the truth was that he did have the qualifications to be so arrogant.

A smile that was sweet to the heart appeared on the bald youth's face — this brat actually dared to receive my punch, isn't this courting death?!

The palm and the fist collided, and a pig-like scream rang out.

The bald man was sent flying by the palm strike. He fell to the ground, wanting to get up, but he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Xiao Feng's palm strike contained the power to crush the baldy. It was enough to destroy his arm.

Crooked Bamboo's wooden spoon smashed onto the back of Xiao Feng's head.

His action of scooping up the tofu flower was quite a drag, but this slap was as if he had become a completely different person.

Li Han's curved blade also spun in the air and hacked towards Xiao Feng.

Xiao Feng laughed coldly and took the lead. With one move, he seized the scimitar in Li Wei's hand and stabbed backwards. The scimitar turned and sank into Li Yu's chest.

Xiao Feng swung the ladle with his left hand and kicked Qu Zhu's stomach with the back of his hand.

This continuous and swift attack had instantly taken the lives of two people.

Xiao Feng pushed Li Yu away.

"Look at your tofu flower. It's a gift to you to let your last life be your gift."

Xiao Feng turned around to look at Qu Zhu.

Crooked Bamboo's originally green face turned even more green and dark, like ash.

He raised his head and saw that he had already retreated several zhang back.

"Be careful!"

A familiar voice rang in Xiao Feng's ears.

A steel ball was kicked away by Su Muqin in midair.

The next moment, there was a loud noise in the air, like a bolt of lightning during daytime. Sparks flew in all directions, and hot air rushed towards people as smoke filled the air.

"That damnable girl!"

Tu Yu cursed.

Xiao Feng's eyelids jumped as he stood up and hugged Su Muqin who fell down.

"Thank you for your reminder!"

Xiao Feng put down Su Muqin and without saying anything else, he jumped onto the roof of the restaurant.

"That attitude again!"

Su Muqin looked at Xiao Feng's leaving figure and stomped her feet.