Chapter 1426

In a restaurant at the end of the street.

When the footsteps rang, a middle-aged martial artist with a dignified demeanor pushed open a private room and walked in, laughing:

"a song of wind intoxicated, what makes mortal sorrow, what a crazy dream song. Although it's just a piano sound, it's enough for me to remember March. "

In the private room, there is a simple statement, with a landscape screen in the middle. The beautiful image of a woman playing the piano is reflected on it.

When the hands touch the piano, the aftersound of the piano immediately calms down. The light female voice immediately rings in the room, "ghost spirit knife, you are late."

The middle-aged man turned to the back of the screen, sat down in front of the woman, and laughed wildly. "There was a little delay on the way, but it's good to see such a wonderful duel and hear the sound behind the piano."

After pouring a cup of wine, the middle-aged man turned his voice and said: "after the piano, I can't keep my mind when listening to the music just now. Are you ready to step into that realm?"

With a wry smile in the woman's light voice, "it's not that easy. You should know that it's not enough to be a king."

"Ha ha, you can cheat others, but you can't cheat me. With your strength, you should have been able to be king for a long time. "

"Don't talk about these things."

The woman shook her head slightly and said, "you can see the duel just now. Notice nothing. "

"Well. It's a pity that Su Shenfeng, a generation of heroes, has such a childless son. Your crazy dream music is played out by him. It's just a monstrous thing. " The middle-aged man sighed with contempt.

"I'm not talking about him. I'm talking about the young swordsman who fights with him," she said. I feel familiar with the fist technique he just used, some of which are like "Zhentian fist" of Nanlin tiger king. "

"Nanlin tiger king's" Zhentian fist "? It's unlikely. Zhentian fist is a fist technique created by the tiger king when he was granted the king. It should not be easily taught to others unless this kid is a disciple of the tiger king. This is even more impossible. As you know, King Tiger has never received any disciples for thousands of years. "

The middle-aged man shook his head and glanced out of the window. "But, after all, this boy is a little unusual. At a young age, I was able to use the sabre to such a high level of perfection, which easily broke the mood of crazy dream music. Compared with some old generation sabres, it's three points more powerful. I don't know where to learn from. "

"Why, Duan Yuntian, the ghost spirit sabre, wants to accept his disciples?" quipped the light female voice

"I don't want to be mistaken, because I'm so much at ease myself."

The middle-aged man gave a wry smile, waved his hand, changed his tone, and said, "let's get down to business. After Qin, you came to me this time. It has something to do with the appearance of heaven and earth in the puppet gate? "

"Not bad."

The woman nodded slightly, stroked the strings lightly with her hands, and the faint piano sound sounded. The power contained in it made the air in the compartment have light ripples.

"Some time ago, I went to the puppet Gate site and made an investigation there."

"Oh? What do you find? "

"Around the rising light pillar in the puppet Gate site, the vitality of the heaven and the earth is extremely chaotic. I noticed that there was a space crack in the light pillar. From the space crack, I felt a very unusual breath. I doubt that the vision of heaven and earth is man-made. "

"Man made?" The tone of the middle-aged man is dignified: "the vitality of the lower heaven is thin. There are only a few people who can open space cracks in the lower heaven, and the whole five regions are numbered. Who will it be? "

The woman shakes her head gently, and the light voice rings: "at present, I'm just guessing that the space cracks are getting bigger and bigger, and things are very unusual, so I would like to ask you to investigate together and find out the truth as soon as possible."

"Well, on the way, I guess it's going to be like this. It shouldn't be too late. Let's go now. "

"Good."

The woman got up and picked up the Yao Qin on the table.

At the next moment, the air in the room vibrated slightly. The two shadows on the screen disappeared without trace. Only a cup of steaming tea proved that it had happened before.

On the street.

Bang!

Luo Feng stepped down step by step, and the rubble in front of the eleventh prince was immediately shaken away, revealing a vacant area.

The eleventh Prince's whole face turned pale. At this time, he saw Luo Feng approaching one step and was about to cut off with a knife.

"Don't kill me, seventeen sister, help me! I'm sorry. I shouldn't have been rude to your mother. 17 younger sister...... "

Seeing Luo Feng's awe inspiring eyes, the eleventh Prince's eyes were frightened. He retreated a little bit and shouted for help to Suri.

Luo Feng's face was expressionless and he cut it with a knife.

Wheeze!

The cold Sabre light flew out and split the wall around the eleventh prince into two parts.

"Ah!"

Eleven emperor son a scream, the body is paralyzed in the ground, looking at the near Luo Feng, want to ask for mercy, but dare not.

After glancing at the eleventh prince, Luo Feng put the knife back into the scabbard and turned to Suri who came by. "Suri, he will give it to you."

To be honest, with his temper, he would like to kill the eleventh prince with a knife. But after all, the other side is Suri's brother. How to deal with it? Suri should pay attention to it. If he acts as an agent, Suri will undoubtedly fall into the name of brother killing. Of course, if Suri doesn't care, he doesn't mind helping.

Suri looked at the eleventh prince, a pair of beautiful eyebrows slightly wrinkled, face is difficult. No matter what, each other is her brother. Half of her blood is the same

Seeing Suri, the eleventh prince seemed to grasp the last straw and quickly climbed over:

"Seventeen sisters, help me..."

As soon as Suri bit his red lips, he suddenly raised his hand and slapped the eleventh prince in the face.

Boom!

This palm is powerful. The eleventh emperor's body was directly fanned out four or five meters. The whole face soon swelled up, and a large mouth of blood was spat out.

"This slap is for my mother! Since then, you and I are no longer brothers and sisters. Don't call me Suri with 17 younger sisters. "

"Yes, yes."

The eleventh Prince nodded repeatedly. His only thought now is to send away Luo Feng, the God of plague. As for other things, we will talk about it later.

He was really afraid of a mistake, which made Luo Feng angry. Judging from the hot means of the other side just now, if he wanted to kill him, he would definitely do what he said.

Suri glared at the eleventh Prince and turned to Luofeng and said, "Luofeng, let's go."

Luo Feng looked at the eleventh Prince and nodded.

It seems that Suri can't let go of brotherhood and ruthlessness to kill people, but it's also human nature. Blood is thicker than water. How could this involvement be so easy to cut off.

"You do it yourself."

Leave a word, Luo Feng and Suri turn around and leave.

Looking at the back of Luo Feng and Su Rui, the eleventh Prince's face is as ugly as it is ugly.

He has always been ashamed of Suri, who has common blood, but now he has been slapped in public by Suri, whose humiliation is unimaginable.

"Prince......"

Until Luo Feng and Suri disappeared, a thin and weak young man, they came close and raised the eleventh prince. He is the servant of the eleventh prince. He followed just now. Now he dare to approach Luo Feng and Su Rui when they disappear.

"Prince 11, you What's your plan? Do you want to go back to the imperial city first to recover? " In the voice of the emaciated young man, there was still some tremor.

"Recuperate? If I don't take revenge, I will be in a good mood to get hurt! "

The eleventh Prince's face was ferocious and sinister, and his strong anger almost made him spit blood again. After thinking about it, he said in a deep voice: "the little city Lord of Yunjin city has some friendship with me, and his father entered the real Yuan Dynasty in his early years..."

Looking around, the eleventh prince, Sen Leng, said, "go, help me to the city Lord's mansion!"